Chapter 1341 - 1340: Dragon of Fortune

Chapter 1341: Chapter 1340: Dragon of Fortune

At this moment, Beichuan Ye was covered in blood, his breath chaotic. If it weren’t for his second-order Saint Body, such a terrifying wound would have been fatal.

But even so, Beichuan Ye endured, broke through the water, and reappeared in everyone’s sight!

"This Beichuan Ye is too terrifying!"

The Unparalleled King shook his head. This Beichuan Ye not only had strong power but also an astonishing willpower. Such a person was simply born for battle.

"I never thought it would come to this, but Ling Chen still lost."

The Heaven Exterminating King showed a trace of regret on his face, but it was only regret and not blame. How could he not know that Ling Chen had tried his best? If it were anyone else, they would have been defeated long ago and couldn’t have held on till now.

The strength Ling Chen showed at least defended the face of the Youth Kings of the Nine Provinces, an honorable defeat.

"I knew it, Senior Brother Beichuan Ye would definitely not lose."

The happiest person present was Qing Ji. When she saw Beichuan Ye breaking through the water, her lovely face suddenly showed a look of surprise. No matter how extraordinary Ling Chen was, he still lost to Beichuan Ye in the end.

"Something seems a bit off."

Beside her, Yantian frowned tightly, looking at Beichuan Ye in mid-air. He felt a bad premonition, because Beichuan Ye’s breath felt like a flickering candle in the wind, extremely weak, ready to extinguish in any gust.

He had never seen Beichuan Ye so fragile.

Everyone thought Beichuan Ye had won, but was that really the case?

Boom!

Amidst Yantian’s turbulent thoughts, a sudden explosion occurred. The collapsed and shattered mountain peak burst open, and a sword-shaped air energy shot into the sky. Within that sword qi was none other than Ling Chen. In this sudden turn of events, he reappeared in everyone’s sight!

"Great, Ling Chen hasn’t lost yet!"

Those young talents who initially thought Ling Chen had been defeated now showed expressions of ecstasy, as if coming back from a desperate situation, their mood flipped like a roller coaster in an instant.

"Brother Ling Chen’s injuries aren’t light either..."

Ling Yin’s gaze fell on Ling Chen’s chest, where a large gap was torn by sword qi, continuously bleeding. Even though Ling Chen had sealed the wound, it kept reopening, with fresh blood oozing out again.

This was the power of Beichuan Ye’s killing move.

The sword qi had penetrated Ling Chen’s body, preventing him from healing the wound, repeatedly tearing it open.

Similarly, the wound on Beichuan Ye’s neck kept bleeding, as if it would never heal.

"Who on earth has won?"

The many young spectators looked at the two figures in mid-air, momentarily at a loss.

Could it be that at this critical juncture, the outcome is still undecided?

Yet at this moment, Beichuan Ye’s body suddenly trembled, and amidst those astonished gazes, he fell from mid-air.

Splash!

Beichuan Ye’s body fell into the lake, setting off a huge splash of water. However, after the splash, the entire area around Snow Mountain Lake suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Deathly silence.

After a long while, sporadic voices began to rise around Snow Mountain Lake, followed by an uproar!

"Beichuan Ye has been defeated! In the final clash of trump cards, Ling Chen emerged slightly ahead!"

"The Tian Chen One Blade Style is indeed unstoppable, but Ling Chen’s Dual Sword Stream combined with Thunder Cut is more breathtaking, a perfect combination."

"Yes, it’s simply a master-level technique. Reviewing Ling Chen’s progress route is astounding, cutting through obstacles, winning every battle, undefeated until reaching the summit."

"Such an incredible speed of improvement is rare even in the Middle Ages!"

After expressing their awe, everyone already regarded Ling Chen as a legendary figure.

If the current era is a time of shining stars, then Ling Chen is the most dazzling among them, without equal.

After defeating Beichuan Ye, the names on the Ranking Scroll were once again shuffled, with Beichuan Ye’s name appearing in the second position, pushing the Unparalleled King down. And the first position was occupied by a name with just two characters.

Ling Chen.

First on the Youth Kings Ranking.

No one was surprised by this result. Ling Chen defeated Beichuan Ye, naturally making him the rightful number one king.

Moreover, Ling Chen would receive a timeless title: Sword King.

"King of Ten Thousand Swords Ling Dust, from this day forward, your title will be changed to Sword King."

The Elder of the Heavenly Secret Tower, Ge Wanxiang, appeared before Ling Chen, stroking his beard with a signature smile on his face, "From now on, you are Sword King Ling Chen!"

Wow!

With the utterance of the words ’Sword King,’ the entire summit of Mount Kunlun instantly erupted, raising an overwhelming wave of sound. Everyone understood the significance of the title Sword King. Throughout history, the titles of Knife King, Spear King, Axe King... these titles were only awarded to a select few. These people were all exceptionally talented leaders of their times, leaving a significant mark in history.

And the last time the title of Sword King was awarded was back in the Middle Ages, over two thousand years ago. This means that Ling Chen represents the pinnacle of swordsmanship among the Youth Kings for over two thousand years.

Roar!

Just as Ge Wanxiang’s voice faded, a violent surge erupted in the skies above the summit of Mount Kunlun. Invisible forces moved in the air, forming dragon shapes, numbering in the dozens, with the aura somehow linking them to the hundreds of Youth Kings below.

"It’s the Dragons of Destiny!"

The crowd looked shocked. These dragon-shaped auras represent the destiny of each person; the intensity of each person’s destiny determines the strength of these dragon-shaped auras.

However, at this moment, among those many dragon-shaped auras, one dragon-shaped aura abruptly rose, its aura clearly stronger than the others. To the crowd’s amazement, strands of aura shot out from each dragon-shaped aura and poured into the central dragon-shaped aura.

Screech!

With such infusion, the central dragon-shaped aura suddenly solidified, transforming into a Golden Giant Dragon, becoming lifelike. It roared furiously towards the sky, raising a terrifying momentum, and then swept mercilessly towards the summit of Mount Kunlun!

Under the audience’s shocked gaze, the Golden Giant Dragon swept downward, finally landing atop Ling Chen’s head. On the latter’s head, a vortex suddenly appeared, and the Golden Giant Dragon’s body was entirely engulfed by the vortex, disappearing completely.