Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 341: Chapter 340 Battle of the Swordsman_1

”Senior Brother Xue, it’s your turn. If you win against Ling Chen, you are only one step away from being the champion of this conference,” a woman in green urged from beside Xue Wu Ya.

The battle is not over yet; I absolutely cannot lose.

A glint suddenly appeared in Xue Wu Ya’s eyes—he could not afford to lose this battle.

”Ling Chen, hang in there.”

Seeing that having their names inscribed on the Martial Arts Monument was within reach, everyone in the Divine Intent Sect watched Ling Chen expectantly.

”I’ll do my best.”

Ling Chen casually nodded. He didn’t seem overly excited, understanding that he had not yet reached that point.

”Group one, Ling Chen versus Xue Wu Ya!”

Under the excited gazes of many, the final battle of the first group finally began with the referee’s announcement.

The spectator stands were buzzing. The clash of the top young swordsmen had finally arrived. Without any exaggeration, their duel would be a comparison of the highest level of Swordsmanship, representing the pinnacle of skill among the younger generation of swordsmen.

Xue Wu Ya was a powerful swordsman known as the ”Northern Snow Divine Sword,” ranking among the top fifty on the Young Master List. His strength was well recognized, and no one dared to underestimate him.

Ling Chen, a new powerhouse among the younger generation of the Martial World, was also a major dark horse in this Martial Arts Conference. He possessed Pinnacle of Minor Sword Intent, an outstanding Swordsmanship Realm, and a terrifying ability to spot weaknesses. Consequently, his popularity was on par with Xue Wu Ya’s.

The clash between two top swordsmen promised to be thrilling. Unlike warriors, swordsmen launched quick and precise attacks. The slightest lapse in attention could lead to defeat, eliminating the possibility of a prolonged battle.

On the Dueling platform, both competitors stood twenty meters apart, each wielding a Treasure Sword.

On the left side of the Dueling platform stood Xue Wu Ya. Clad in green, he had a long Treasure Sword strapped to his waist, its sword scabbard simple and adorned with a few patterns. On the right, Ling Chen, dressed in white, stood upright. He also wore a Treasure Sword at his waist; its sword scabbard, engraved with cloud patterns, was a deep, restrained blue.

”Ling Chen, you are indeed a Genius Swordsman rarely seen in a hundred years. At such a young age, your accomplishments in the Sword Way have surpassed many veteran Sword Way Masters. If you hadn’t met me, you could have reached the final round of this Martial Arts Conference,” Xue Wu Ya said indifferently, looking at Ling Chen.

”I think it’s still possible.” A trace of a smile crept to the corner of Ling Chen’s mouth.

”Is that so?”

A cold glint seemed to flash across Xue Wu Ya’s eyes. Then, an extraordinarily sharp aura abruptly emanated from him. With a RIPPING sound, the air above his head was torn open, as if by a cloth, and a powerful Sword Intent shot towards the sky, wildly tearing apart the Feng Yun above the Dueling platform.

HUMMMMM! Numerous Treasure Swords in the hall began to tremble fiercely, unsettled by this Sword Intent.

”Perfection Sword Intent!”

The face of the referee changed drastically.

”Unexpectedly, Xue Wu Ya’s Sword Intent has reached Perfection Sword Intent. It seems that Xue Wu Ya is almost certain to win this duel,” a spectator commented.

”Yes, Ling Chen’s Sword Intent is only at the Pinnacle of Minor Realm. Although it seems to be only one step away, the reality is that there’s a vast difference between it and Perfection Sword Intent. It’s a difference like heaven and earth,” another added.

Among the VIPs, many appeared surprised. Sword Intent was the soul of a swordsman, a symbol of a Genius Swordsman. Many powerful Sword Way Masters did not possess Perfection-level Sword Intent. Xue Wu Ya was indeed worthy of the title ”Northern Snow Divine Sword.”

”Indeed, this is a powerful Sword Intent,” Ling Chen commented, his expression unchanging. A glint then appeared in his eyes. ”But, do you think that with this, you can dominate and control the outcome?”

”Or what?”

Xue Wu Ya gripped his sword with both hands, his hair flying. Releasing his Perfection Sword Intent, he emitted an extremely wild aura. Subtly, it transformed into an eight zhang-long transparent air sword, pressing towards Ling Chen.

Ling Chen remained stationary until the transparent air sword bore down on him. He suddenly raised his head, a gleam of light shooting from his eyes, and roared, ”Get lost!”

With a thunderous roar, a terrifying Sword Intent burst forth, splitting the Void and bombarding Xue Wu Ya’s transparent air sword.

The two transparent air swords collided and shattered almost simultaneously into nothingness.

The next moment, a sharp Sword Intent radiated from Ling Chen, tearing and penetrating Xue Wu Ya’s Sword Momentum.

”What? Ling Chen’s Sword Intent is also Perfection Sword Intent!”

Wei Qingyi stood frozen, stunned.

The Sword Intent Ling Chen released was not in the slightest weaker than Xue Wu Ya’s. In fact, it seemed even sharper, utterly invincible.

”Perfection Sword Intent, a one-in-ten-thousand rarity among swordsmen, and yet two have appeared at once. Unbelievable!”

”Ling Chen seems to be only seventeen this year, right? Cultivating Sword Intent to the Perfection Realm at such a young age is simply terrifying!”

Many Sect Experts, who previously believed Xue Wu Ya would surely win, were utterly shocked by Ling Chen’s Sword Intent.

Feeling Ling Chen’s powerful Sword Intent, Xue Wu Ya was first taken aback, but then a smile spread across his face as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. ”Interesting. Ling Chen, you are indeed a powerful opponent. In that case, let’s have a fair fight to see who will be The first swordsman of this Martial Arts Conference.”

I initially thought to suppress Ling Chen with my Perfection Sword Intent. But doing so would undoubtedly leave regrets. My Swordsmanship Realm is quite high; among the younger generation, almost no one can match me. I didn’t want to win the competition by relying on Sword Intent that was one realm higher than his. My desire was to match Swordsmanship with Ling Chen.

Now that Ling Chen also possessed Perfection Sword Intent, making them equally matched, the following contest would be about Swordsmanship, Realm, and Swordsmanship.

Ling Chen said, ”In fact, I also want to know what Realm my Swordsmanship has reached.”

So far, my achievements in Swordsmanship haven’t been fully displayed, either because my opponents’ skills were too meager or their styles were different, like Baili Xuance. Without a rival of equal strength, I can’t get an exact idea of my own Swordsmanship Realm.

Wordlessly, Xue Wu Ya placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword. His sharp gaze remained firmly locked on Ling Chen, and his expression grew even more solemn. The pressure Ling Chen exerts is even greater than Young Master Ye’s. This isn’t to say Young Master Ye is inferior to Ling Chen; on the contrary, even I can’t fathom Young Master Ye’s strength. However, Young Master Ye isn’t a swordsman, while Ling Chen is—a swordsman who has comprehended Perfection Sword Intent. He and I are natural competitors. This Martial Arts Conference only needs one The first swordsman.