Chapter 1319 - 1318: Instant Kill

Chapter 1319: Chapter 1318: Instant Kill

"Too weak!"

Ling Chen shook his head, the Thunder Sound Sword unsheathed, and casually swung a sword.

Swoosh.

The sword qi shot out, grazing the lightning and transforming into a straight trajectory, hitting the wind and sand dragon that was hundreds of feet large.

Crack!

Without the slightest pause, as soon as the wind and sand dragon met the lightning sword qi, it shattered inch by inch, dispersing into pure energy, while the lightning sword qi pierced a hole and reached Sang Kun’s face.

"Not good!"

Sang Kun’s face turned pale, his long sword blocking vital parts of his body, struggling to defend.

Boom!

Like a mantis trying to stop a cart, Sang Kun spat blood from his mouth and flew backward, without the slightest resistance.

"What, can’t even block one move?"

Many people opened their mouths wide in astonishment.

Although they thought Ling Chen had a higher chance of winning, they never expected that Sang Kun couldn’t even block one move from Ling Chen.

Originally, Ling Chen suggested resolving the match within three moves, and many felt it was a bit rash, thinking Ling Chen was too arrogant and might lose the title of Ten Thousand Swords King.

After all, Sang Kun was known as the First Swordsman of the Western Wasteland, with strength to back it up, daring to challenge Ling Chen meant having some assurance, but to lose so decisively was unexpected for everyone.

"Impressive!"

The crowd was genuinely convinced by Ling Chen, as doubts lingered about Ling Chen’s ability to retain his position, Ling Chen gave a definitive answer.

"Just half a year, yet it feels like three to five years have passed."

Not far away, Liu Mengru smiled bitterly and shook her head, looking conflicted.

"Why say that?"

Peerless Sword showed a hint of surprise.

"In just half a year, Ling Chen’s progress has matched the other geniuses’ three to five years."

Liu Mengru helplessly spread her jade-like hands, "Now that he has become a Saint, I estimate there aren’t many who can duel with him in the Battle of Kunlun Mountain this time."

"That may not be certain."

Peerless Sword shook his head, "The powerful Youth Kings from previous sessions haven’t arrived yet; among them, there are formidable characters, Ling Chen may not be their match."

"True, I forgot about that."

Liu Mengru’s beautiful eyes slightly lit up; not to mention other places, just in their Taiqing Palace, there is not only the King of Snowy Night as a Youth King. In earlier grand meetings, dozens of Youth Kings emerged, some of whom have now become renowned Saints, whose foundation far surpasses the current Youth Kings.

For Ling Chen to defeat them, it is indeed challenging.

"So powerful?"

Ghost Lotus King’s face grew serious; she knew Sang Kun’s strength well; even defeating Sang Kun herself wouldn’t be this crisp and smooth.

This Ling Chen is truly extraordinary.

It seems that when she makes her move later, she must be cautious.

Ghost Lotus King’s gaze fell upon a mountain’s belly, where there was a large hole, and Sang Kun stumbled out from it, but as soon as he stepped out, he fainted, his breath scattered.

Waving to the Western Wasteland experts behind, Ghost Lotus King spoke up, "Go, bring Sang Kun back."

"Yes!"

A few Western Wasteland experts darted out and brought Sang Kun back.

"No surprise."

Seeing this scene, Gu Lei’s expression showed no change; Sang Kun can’t be Ling Chen’s match, but he hadn’t expected that Sang Kun couldn’t even block one move from Ling Chen.

"This useless person couldn’t test a drop; it seems I have to handle it myself."

Sang Kun’s win or loss has nothing to do with him; Gu Lei’s desire to challenge Ling Chen remains unchanged. In any case, on Kunlun Mountain, he must battle Ling Chen!

Moving quickly, Gu Lei landed not far from Ling Chen, resting atop a lush tree.

"Ling Chen, let us decide the victor!"

Gu Lei’s voice quickly spread across Kunlun Mountain Summit.

"Gu Lei is going to challenge Ling Chen too?"

The crowd’s gaze was astounded, wondering why it was Ling Chen again.

Ling Chen glanced at Gu Lei indifferently, "It’s you again."

"This time, I will surely defeat you!"

A sharp glint flashed in Gu Lei’s eyes, his body floated in mid-air, infusing True Qi into the heavy sword he held, and struck fiercely towards Ling Chen.

"From their tone, have these two faced each other before?"

"Seems like it, though the specific outcome is unknown."

"Judging by the tone, it seems Gu Lei didn’t win?"

The crowd murmured among themselves, discussing in hushed tones.

Ling Chen stood unmoving, slashing out the Thunder Sound Sword, with the sharp sword light appearing like a crescent moon, continuing its momentum as it cut towards Gu Lei.

"Arrogant."

With a sneer flashing across his face, Gu Lei inhaled deeply, gripping the heavy sword tightly with his right hand, slashing over a hundred times in mid-air. Each sword strike released a sword qi that moved very slowly as if condensed in the void, waiting for other sword qi to arrive. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred sword qi intertwined, propelled by the final giant sword qi, forming a massive net, covering the incoming Ling Chen, with continuous hissing sounds.

"A decent sword technique."

Ling Chen’s eyes brightened slightly. But the next moment, he raised his sword, and the overwhelming Slaughter Sword Intent and sword light merged, surging upward, instantly piercing through the sword net.

"That skill won’t work on me. Use your finishing move; I won’t interfere until you’re ready."

Ling Chen stood still; only one move from Gu Lei interested him – the Wild Spirit Slash used when they previously fought on Lingyue Island.

"How arrogant, as you wish!"

Gu Lei’s face turned cold; he thrust the black heavy sword into the ground before him, and the next moment, a terrifying devouring force was released from the sword’s interior, emitting intense light from it, while simultaneously, surrounding flowers, grass, and trees wilted as if all their life force had been drained.

His Wild Spirit Slash now had far more power than before; the brewing time was the same, but the destructive power was increased by three points.

Ling Chen’s disdain was precisely what he desired; he would seize this opportunity to succeed in one stroke!

"Wild Spirit Slash!"

Gu Lei shouted, the heavy sword shot out from his hand, carrying fierce sword light, striking towards Ling Chen not far away.

Clang!

Ling Chen’s expression remained unchanged as he parried the heavy sword, colliding with sparks.

"Kill!"

Gu Lei’s expression was cold; now the heavy sword contained extremely terrifying power, even if it failed once, there was a second and third time. Ling Chen may block it once, but certainly not three or more times.

Clang-clang-clang!

Yet, after three exchanges, Ling Chen was not only unharmed but remained as steady as Mount Tai, calm and composed.

"Is your finishing move just this much?"

Ling Chen’s voice echoed.

Hearing this, Gu Lei’s face changed, mocking, "Bluffing, even if you can block my sword technique, so what? Now my power greatly increases, you can’t do anything to me."