Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Looking at Chen Buyi’s composed expression, Third Sect Elder sneered in his heart: ”Hmph, keep pretending. Once your so-called closed-door disciple is defeated, you won’t be so calm.”

Under the gaze filled with various complex emotions of everyone present.

The terrifying sword energy of the Thirteenth Prince, as if descending like thunder from heaven, had already reached Ling Xiao.

In the next instant, Ling Xiao might be split in two, severed at the waist.

As most people awaited gleefully for this thrilling scene to occur, something bizarre happened.

The sword energy, almost touching Ling Xiao’s clothes, suddenly came to a halt.

It was as if the air had instantly solidified, and the sword energy followed suit, becoming rigid.

The crowd stared in shock at the area where the sword energy was.

They saw a hand.

A hand shimmering with earth-yellow light.

This was the hand that blocked the fierce sword energy, as easily as holding a piece of paper.

The Demon Dragon City Plaza fell silent.

The next moment, chaos erupted throughout the venue.

They confirmed the hand belonged to the imposter.

Ling Xiao maintained his calm smile and said to the astonished Thirteenth Prince: ”With this level of attack, I don’t even need to use my sword.

Perhaps I overestimated you?”

Upon completing his sentence, Ling Xiao’s figure vanished abruptly.

Although he hadn’t learned the Magic Dragon Illusion, his Wolf Travel Thousand Miles move still caught the Thirteenth Prince off guard.

The Thirteenth Prince found himself unable to sense Ling Xiao’s presence.

In that moment, fear filled his heart, and panic surfaced on his face.

Suddenly, from a strange angle, a sword light was thrust out.

The sword light, like a shadow, transformed instantly from one into dozens.

The sword shadows struck toward the Thirteenth Prince’s entire body, as fast as lightning.

Of course, each sword shadow avoided the vital spots.

After all, this was a mid-level disciple selection match, not a life-and-death duel; Ling Xiao understood the limit.

At this point, the Thirteenth Prince hadn’t completely lost his composure either.

After all, his cultivation wasn’t weak; although his combat experience and momentum couldn’t compared to Ling Xiao’s, his cultivation level and martial skills were formidable.

While quickly retreating to dodge Ling Xiao’s fearsome sword shadows, he began wielding his longsword.

The longsword formed layers of thunder and lightning blade shadows around his body.

These blade shadows gradually formed a nearly impenetrable defense.

With the defense established, the Thirteenth Prince prepared to counterattack.

The longsword was lifted skyward, then slashed downward fiercely.

Countless blade shadows in the sky ultimately combined into one, then flashed with lightning, causing the air to explode.

These were slashed down toward Ling Xiao.

”Thunder Burst—Nine Layers Blade!”

With an angry roar, the terrifying sword energy exploded completely above Ling Xiao.

The dreadful aura started spreading continuously in all directions.

Many felt this terrifying aura and couldn’t help but be surprised.

”Truly the most outstanding among the junior disciples; such an attack is feared to be unstoppable even by Martial Artists at the First Layer Hell of Yin-Yang Realm Cultivation.”

”Indeed, Ling Xiao thought he could turn defeat into victory; but under this move, he’s likely to be shattered.”

”Yet if he dies, the Thirteenth Prince might also be punished.”

”What is there to fear? With three Elders watching over him, if Ling Xiao dies, he dies. After all, he’s just an imposter, isn’t he? Didn’t you see how the Sect Master’s adopted sons and daughters were bullied, and he didn’t intervene?”

”I heard the Sect Master didn’t intervene because he was too disappointed in those adopted sons and daughters? They didn’t dare resist, so why should the Sect Master act?”

Amidst such discussions, Ling Xiao welcomed his long-awaited breakthrough.

Before coming here, he had already swallowed the Giant Python Demonic Core, refining it into a Seal-breaking Pill in his body.

However, the pill needed external force to fully unleash its power.

Coincidentally, the Thirteenth Prince’s attack was very strong this time.

Ling Xiao did not resist.

He let the power flow through his head, bombarding the Seal-breaking Pill.

The medicinal power of the pill was released instantly.

And Ling Xiao’s sealed cultivation was completely released.

The potential within his body was immense; a breakthrough was never a challenge for him.

First Layer Hell of Yin-Yang Realm Cultivation, Early Stage!

With Ling Xiao’s cultivation reaching this realm, the Thirteenth Prince in his eyes had become nothing but trash.

He no longer even qualified to help him practice.

Facing the Thirteenth Prince, Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said: ”In view of the fact that you helped me break through, I won’t cripple your cultivation, but I hope you won’t bother me in the future!”

After speaking, he flicked his longsword, releasing a pitch-black sword energy.

”Your Chen Royal Family’s martial skills might be strong, it’s a pity you haven’t learned any essence.

I was able to defeat even your Fourteenth Prince, and you mean nothing to me!”

After speaking, he thrust his longsword.

Simultaneously, the Thirteenth Prince’s longsword came crashing once more.

The collision between sword and longsword triggered a terrifying energy vibration.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the longsword was sent flying and then plunged fiercely onto the stage.

The Thirteenth Prince hadn’t yet grasped what happened; Ling Xiao raised a foot and kicked him directly in the abdomen.

The prince spat out blood and flew out crazily, skidding across the stage before falling off it.

At that instant, silence fell over the plaza once more.

Everyone’s gaze turned toward the fallen Thirteenth Prince beneath the stage.

At this moment, almost all of his clothes were shredded by sword energy, leaving only the inner armor, preventing complete disgrace.

Yet, despite this, he remained incredibly embarrassed.

He was on the verge of fainting, staring dazedly at the sky, pondering God knows what.

At this moment, everyone’s emotions were complex.

Some were wondering, is that really the imposter Ling Xiao? But the terrifying combat abilities he displayed, unmatched with his cultivation, truly resemble the rumored Ling Xiao.

Some were relieved they hadn’t acted rashly; otherwise, they would be embarrassed now.

Others thought, the Sect Master gained a good disciple this time, whether an imposter or the real Ling Xiao, it’s a win.

It’s just uncertain how long this genius will survive.

Would the three Elders and two Deputy Sect Masters allow his existence?

With the dust settled, Ling Xiao sheathed his longsword.

Then he turned to look at the podium.

At that moment, he was spotless, not a speck of blood smeared on his clothes.

His garment didn’t even have the slightest wrinkle, as if he hadn’t engaged in any battle at all.

Compared to the Thirteenth Prince’s embarrassed state, it was akin to heaven and earth.

At this moment, anyone other than a fool should realize the strength of Ling Xiao.

It’s more than enough for him to be among junior disciples; even advancing to mid-level disciples would pose no problem.