2024: C2024 Ling Xuanchen lost

C2024 Ling Xuanchen lost

"Even if I fight with this bastard, Little Brother Feng will definitely enter the top hundred. That is because this bastard will not be a match for Little Brother Feng!" Gong Qianye looked at Ling Xuanchen who was standing on the stage coldly and said.

"Thousandleaf, as the number one male disciple of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect, Ling Xuanchen's attainment in the way of the sword, will definitely be extremely high." Thousandleaf, as the number one male disciple of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect, Ling Xuanchen's attainment in the way of the sword, will definitely be extremely high. Du Linlin frowned slightly as she said this to Gong Qianye.

Gong Qianye snorted disdainfully, then said: "That bastard's power in the way of the sword is very average, how could Little Brother Feng be defeated by him?"

"Ugh ?"

Hearing Gong Qianye's words, Du Linlin, Song Qingya, didn't know what to say, and gave a helpless smile. They naturally thought that Gong Qianye was just speaking angrily, and that Ling Xuanchen was the number one male disciple of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect, and that the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect was a first-rate sect in the Southern Domain, and one that specialized in the way of the sword. Ling Xuanchen's attainment in the way of the sword, must be extremely high, how could he be ordinary.

In actuality, from an honored guest's perspective, Ling Xuanchen's attainments in the way of the sword could not be considered ordinary. However, to say these words would depend on who it was, if it was Gong Qianye who said it, there was nothing wrong with it.

Because Gong Qianye's attainments in the way of the sword was far above Ling Xuanchen, she naturally felt that Ling Xuanchen's strength in the way of the sword was very average.

"Kid, are you poor and have no Grade Four Spirit Weapon?" Seeing that the spirit spear that Yang Liefeng had summoned was only a Grade three spirit weapon, Ling Xuanchen focused his gaze, his face became even darker, frowning, his voice cold as he asked.

Yang Liefeng smiled faintly and said, "Of course I do."

"Then why don't you use the Grade Four Spirit Weapon and aren't willing to use it?" Ling Xuanchen frowned and asked coldly.

Yang Liefeng smiled playfully, and said: "How is that possible? Moreover, my Grade Four Spirit Weapon is much better than yours, so it won't be damaged. Why wouldn't I be willing to part with it?"

"Stop boasting. If your Grade Four Spirit Weapon is truly extraordinary, then you would be willing to use it." Ling Xuanchen said coldly.

Yang Liefeng's lips curved up in a playful smile, and said: "To deal with you, there is no need for Grade Four Spirit Weapon, Grade three spirit weapon, it's enough!"

"Damn it, you will die under your arrogance!" Hearing that, Ling Xuanchen was furious, and said.

"I'm not being arrogant or conceited. I'm just speaking the truth. You may sound harsh on the ear, but he's the truth. The truth is usually quite unpleasant to hear." Yang Liefeng said with a light smile, his eyes full of playfulness. Killing a person directly is far less interesting than angering a person to death.

"Gu Gu"

Hearing this, Ling Xuanchen's face had clearly flushed a lot red, and from his throat came a gurgling sound; immediately after, he heard the sound of something being swallowed.

Evidently, Ling Xuanchen was angered to the point that he spat out another mouthful of angry blood. When the blood rushed to his throat, it was immediately swallowed down by Ling Xuanchen, who still had face left.

"You will pay the price for your arrogant words!"

Ling Xuanchen shouted angrily. Holding onto the Grade Four Spirit Weapon's treasure sword, he had already condensed the powerful force of the sword behind him. With a flash, he rushed towards Yang Liefeng.

Yang Liefeng wielded his spear, with a powerful aura, he unleashed the Phantom demon spear Spear Technique, dancing with his spear, his afterimages forming layers upon layers, meeting Ling Xuanchen head on.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Dang, dang, dang, dang!"

Very quickly, Yang Liefeng and Ling Xuanchen had clashed against each other. The energy on the long sword and spear clashed violently, and after the energy exploded, the spirit weapon's body clashed, sparks flying everywhere and the sound of weapons clanging continuously resounded.

"That kid's Spiritual Energy is way too strong. I really don't know what kind of talent he has."

"That's right, Senior Brother Ling Xuanchen accumulated quite a bit of sword force, that brat directly used his spear, and actually did not manage to defeat that brat."

"This kid doesn't seem to have used his talent at all."

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Witnessing the battle between Yang Liefeng and Ling Xuanchen on the stage, the disciples of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect all frowned and started discussing.

"How could this be? This brat's spirit energy is actually a bit stronger than before. My sword energy seems to not have accumulated enough!" As Ling Xuanchen fought with Yang Liefeng, he silently thought in his heart. He tightly frowned, regretting that he did not accumulate any more sword force.

"After accumulating Sword Force for such a long time, with just this bit of Sword Might, your attainment in the way of the sword doesn't seem to be that great. Are you really the number one male disciple of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect?" Yang Liefeng said with a sneer as he exchanged blows with Ling Xuanchen. That appearance, was as light as the clouds and wind, it seemed like he did not use his full strength.2

On the other hand, Ling Xuanchen's face was currently as gloomy as ice, as though he was even using all of his strength to drink milk.

"Damn it!"

Ling Xuanchen was enraged, and his sword became even more ferocious.

"His state of mind is so weak, he truly deserves to be called a proud son!" Yang Liefeng scoffed.

This proved that Ling Xuanchen's mental state was not very good, and training in the way of the sword, the worst thing that could happen to him was that his mental state was not very good. This was something that the sword experts of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect should know, however, Ling Xuanchen had always been working smoothly, so they had not revealed this fatal point.

"Why is Senior Brother Ling Xuanchen's frame of mind so bad?"

"I've been angered senseless by that kid."

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There was no need to mention the elders in charge of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect, the disciples in close proximity had also noticed that Ling Xuanchen's mental state seemed to be very weak. Frowning, they revealed looks of surprise. As disciples of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect, they knew very well that in order to practice the way of the sword, one must have a sufficiently strong mental state.

"Ling Xuanchen's state of mind is actually so poor. It looks like he's going to lose."

"I didn't notice that Ling Xuanchen's mental state was so poor, did I think he was a genius in the way of the sword?"

"What a pity, Ling Xuanchen's attainments in the way of the sword is not weak, but his mental state, is actually so poor."

Some of the elders in charge of the Hundred Blossom Sword Sect also realized that Ling Xuanchen was in a bad mood, and frowned as they said regretfully. They knew very well that having a poor state of mind would have a huge impact on the development of the way of the sword.

It was very difficult for someone with a poor state of mind to truly master the way of the sword and reach the pinnacle.

Dong!

As expected, due to anger, the sword intent weakened and in the midst of battle, Ling Xuanchen slipped and was lifted up by the spear in his hand, causing the long sword to fly out and smash into the ground. The clear sound was like Ling Xuanchen's self-esteem had been completely shattered.

Yang Liefeng's spear tip was so sharp it was almost at Ling Xuanchen's throat. Using just a bit of strength, he could immediately put a spear in his throat and take Ling Xuanchen's life. Ling Xuanchen's eyes were wide open with a lifeless expression, as if his soul had left his body.

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