Ling Tian Sword God

”This sword is named the Longevity Sword.”

With the Longevity Sword in his hands, Lin Mo’s aura transformed instantly, as if he had become an insurmountable mountain.

The sword’s momentum diffused around him, leaving no trace of a flaw.

Ling Chen’s eyes brightened. The difference between this man and the previous Second Prince, Tang Feng, is as vast as that between heaven and earth.

”My sword is named the Cloud-hidden Sword.”

Ling Chen slightly tilted the Cloud-hidden Sword in his hand, and its blade emitted a dazzling light.

The two were only five steps apart. Both rested their hands on their sword hilts, entering their optimal state.

Neither made the first move; instead, they quietly observed each other, searching for weaknesses.

Below the arena, the young geniuses all began to discuss animatedly.

”Who is Lin Mo? Fourteenth on the Heavenly List, the renowned ’Eternal Saber Guest’! It’s quite an honor for this Dustless to exchange blows with him.”

”Dustless easily defeated Tang Feng and the Second Prince. His strength cannot be underestimated; otherwise, he wouldn’t be worthy of facing Lin Mo.”

”So, who do you think will win this duel?”

”I think it must be Lin Mo. His blade technique is the epitome of the Overbearing Style. Anyone showing the slightest sign of defeat against him would be instantly overwhelmed.”

”I also believe Lin Mo will definitely win.”

Even though Ling Chen’s performance had been quite remarkable, most people still favored Lin Mo. After all, Lin Mo was long-famous and far superior to the likes of Tang Feng and the Second Prince.

He truly is an expert, utterly without a flaw. But I refuse to believe you can maintain this state indefinitely, Lin Mo thought.

Suddenly, two dazzling lights shot out from Lin Mo’s eyes. His bones and muscles began to move rapidly, emitting crackling sounds.

Lin Mo employed no fancy footwork. He strode towards Ling Chen. Though his pace seemed slow, he was in front of Ling Chen in an instant.

The powerful Longevity Sword in his hand slashed diagonally toward Ling Chen.

Sparks flew from the blade.

Though it appeared to be a simple slash, Ling Chen found himself utterly unable to dodge it.

Ling Chen steadied his stance. Employing subtle force, his arm vibrated. The Cloud-hidden Sword, like a Spirit Snake, slithered along the Longevity Sword, deflecting its power in another direction.

Breaking strength with skill, Lin Mo’s eyes brightened; he had indeed not misjudged Ling Chen. His opponent’s sword techniques were exceedingly clever.

However, his reaction was incredibly swift. He immediately slashed again, his blade technique sweeping and powerful.

BANG!

After they clashed head-on, the powerful force numbed Ling Chen’s arm, sending him flying to the edge of the arena.

Although they couldn’t use True Qi, warriors with strong cultivation also possessed powerful flesh bodies. Their speed surpassed that of lower-Realm warriors, naturally giving them an advantage.

”Dustless, if you don’t go all out, I’m afraid you’ll lose to me!” Lin Mo squinted. He knew Ling Chen hadn’t used his full strength yet; the real contest of techniques had yet to begin.

Without a word, Ling Chen’s figure suddenly moved. Employing the Wind Shadow Step, he dashed before Lin Mo and executed ”Flowers in the Mist” from the Landscape Swordsmanship.

Lin Mo perceived only a blur before a sword shadow descended upon the crown of his head. The impact of the sword wind sent a stinging pain through his scalp.

”Go!”

Lin Mo’s body leaned back; gripping his sword with both hands, he thrust it out in mid-air.

Ling Chen twisted his body to dodge the sword point, darted behind Lin Mo, and shouted, ”White Dragon Passing the Gap!”

The Cloud-hidden Sword swept upward from below, etching a straight gash as it aimed for Lin Mo’s back.

Without turning, Lin Mo extended the Longevity Sword to his side like a Shield, positioning it against his back to parry Ling Chen’s sword technique.

As sword met sword, sparks flew.

”Heavenly Jade Palace, Twelve Floors, and Five Cities!”

Lin Mo spun around abruptly, his legs sinking low as he swung his blade in a wide, horizontal arc, sweeping like a thousand troops.

At that instant, he unleashed the essence of the Longevity Swordsmanship. A magnificent momentum erupted, vaguely conjuring an illusion of a heavenly palace—complete with twelve floors and five cities—that enveloped the entire arena, pressing down on Ling Chen.

This set of Longevity Swordsmanship was a Heaven-grade, mid-tier Blade technique. It was said to have been left by a powerful, mysterious expert, but unfortunately, it was incomplete. If it were the complete art, its power would undoubtedly far exceed this level.

Overwhelmed by such terrifying sword momentum, Ling Chen could neither retreat nor dodge.

In the courtyard, many of the young prodigies began to discuss.

”So this is Lin Mo’s Longevity Swordsmanship? Truly extraordinary.”

”The Longevity Swordsmanship! That’s Lin Mo’s trump card! To think Dustless actually forced him to use it. This guy really has some skill.”

”Skill or no skill, now that the Longevity Swordsmanship has been unleashed, Dustless is doomed. I bet he’ll be blasted off the arena and utterly defeated in the next moment.”

As the crowd murmured, Lin Mo’s charged sword strike was ready.

This was precisely Lin Mo’s forte. He knew Ling Chen’s Swordsmanship excelled in agility and sophistication, so he gave Ling Chen no chance to dodge, forcing him into a head-on confrontation.

Ling Chen steadied himself, pushed his Sword Intent to its peak, and executed the ”Divine Dragon’s Head” technique.

Where the sword’s edge passed, sword qi and Sword Momentum merged, vaguely forming the image of a dragon’s head.

CLANG!

Sword and sword collided, two equally immense momentums clashing fiercely.

The tide-like force swept out in all directions.

CRACK!

The dragon head, formed from sword qi, opened its maw and crunched the light of Lin Mo’s sword into pieces.

”Lin Mo’s sword technique has been broken!” someone in the courtyard cried out in shock.

Lin Mo’s Longevity Swordsmanship had been shattered head-on by Ling Chen; even the radiance of his sword was pulverized!

”Dustless, the Longevity Swordsmanship has more than one form! Face my strongest strike!”

Lin Mo’s expression turned unprecedentedly grave. Gripping his sword hilt with both hands, his sword’s momentum surged as he roared, ”The Celestial anoints my crown; I bind my hair and accept eternal life!”

SWISH! SWISH!

Sparks erupted along the blade’s edge, resembling a wave of fire. The force was astounding, as if descending from the heavens, and it slashed towards Ling Chen.

A breeze swirled under his feet as Ling Chen pushed his Wind Shadow Step to the absolute limit. With a powerful kick, he shot into the air and landed one foot on the back of the Longevity Sword in Lin Mo’s hand, pressing the blade down slightly.

Simultaneously, Ling Chen thrust the Cloud-hidden Sword towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo rapidly altered his move, swinging his sword upward to send the Cloud-hidden Sword flying.

However, just as he batted the Cloud-hidden Sword away and was about to attack Ling Chen to secure victory, a sudden gust of wind rushed towards his face.

The instant the Cloud-hidden Sword was sent flying, Ling Chen, with lightning speed, drew his other sword—the Heavenly Mansion Sword. He seamlessly followed up his previous attack, slashing out.

BOOM!

Before Lin Mo could react, the fierce pressure struck his face. The flat of the Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword slammed into him, sending him flying and vomiting blood.