Ling Tian Sword God

Ling Chen’s fourth opponent was Kong Wenju of the Scholar Saint Family.

”Please enlighten me.”

Kong Wenju, worthy of the legacy from the three-thousand-year-old Scholar Saint Family, appeared gentle and courteous, as warm and smooth as jade, giving people the feeling of a spring breeze.

”Please.”

Ling Chen also extended his hand in invitation. He had heard of the Kong family members, all of whom were well-versed in literature. The martial arts of the Scholar Saint Family were mostly passed down through scriptures, forming its unique lineage, distinct from other family traditions.

Ling Chen held considerable respect for this ancient family that had been passed down for thousands of years.

As soon as the words fell, Kong Wenju grasped his palm, and a scroll of scripture appeared in his hand. As he unfolded the scripture, ancient characters rapidly expanded from it, releasing an extremely righteous aura.

Kong Wenju merely waved his hand, and as True Qi poured into the scripture, a large ”benevolence” character suddenly flew out.

Holding the Red Sky Sword, Ling Chen pushed his Sword Spirit Embryo to the extreme and then suddenly swung his sword vertically.

Crack!

The ”benevolence” character cracked in response, disintegrating, but immediately afterwards, Kong Wenju flipped the pages continuously, and ”righteousness”, ”ritual”, ”wisdom”, ”trust” followed one after another, mixed with an immensely majestic righteous aura, pressing towards Ling Chen.

Ling Chen moved swiftly while continuously attacking with the Red Sky Sword, slashing at each of those large characters, sparking brilliant embers.

With each clash of his sword with the ancient characters, Ling Chen felt a twitch in his mind, a slight sting. This was the effect of the righteous aura contained within these ancient characters, carried down from the medieval era, which suppressed and restrained all evil spirits and demonic cultivators.

Those who cultivate evil techniques or belong to demonic sects would be directly suppressed under this righteous aura, with the suppression becoming stronger as the evil qi intensifies.

Thus, members of the Kong family have always had a strong deterrence against demonic cultivators in the Four Wilderness.

However, in the Heavenly Sword Tournament, the geniuses from various aristocratic families naturally do not cultivate any demonic cultivation techniques, so Kong Wenju’s methods, while still powerful, aren’t as targeted, and their power is significantly reduced.

Ling Chen himself cultivated the Sword Way and has formed a Sword Spirit Embryo, similarly representing righteous justice, impervious to evil, so Kong Wenju’s righteous aura caused little harm to him.

But even so, Kong Wenju’s strength remains formidable. The scroll of scripture in his hand was like a living creature, releasing continuously glowing characters, endlessly pressuring Ling Chen without giving him a moment’s respite.

Under these circumstances, Ling Chen could only employ the Gold Sword Pupil.

The arena was enveloped by a vast golden domain, Ling Chen manipulated the golden sword qi, with a thought, each sword qi violently shot out, colliding with the ancient characters, both mutually annihilating.

Taking advantage of the break in the ancient characters, Ling Chen finally broke through Kong Wenju’s blockade, suddenly thrusting his sword out, a streak of flame flashed from Ling Chen’s hand, the entire Red Sky Sword shot out like a meteor.

Kong Wenju was startled, hurriedly retreating, simultaneously forming seals with both hands, manifesting a huge ”defense” character before him, locking down the entire void.

At the moment sword qi collided with the ”defense” character, it exploded suddenly. Although the explosion was violent, the ”defense” character did not completely collapse; Ling Chen’s sword was as fast as the wind, already perfectly connecting with another move from the Speed Sword Domain, densely packed sword qi instantly slicing the ”defense” character into fragments.

Thud!

Although Kong Wenju blocked most of the sword qi, eventually his chest still received a thrust from Ling Chen, a bloodstrand flying out.

Retreating dozens of steps, Kong Wenju finally stabilized his stance, he glanced down at the sword mark on his chest, then shook his head, yet his face showed no sign of dejection. Instead, he patted his disheveled clothes, then cupped his hands towards Ling Chen, ”I lost.”

”Thank you.”

Ling Chen sheathed his sword and also cupped his hands towards Kong Wenju.

The last sword wound wasn’t severe, it didn’t significantly impact Kong Wenju’s combat ability, yet Kong Wenju evidently did not intend to fight to the death with Ling Chen, so after taking an injury, he promptly conceded upon realizing he wasn’t Ling Chen’s match.

Ling Chen naturally felt a bit of goodwill towards this, competing with a true gentleman was straightforward, a loss is a loss, a win is a win, without unnecessary fuss.

”Four victories in a row!”

The Ling Family side, Ling Lie and Ling Zhen among others, wore increasingly radiant smiles, Ling Chen was undoubtedly getting closer to their expectations.

At the moment, on another arena, an even more eye-catching match was fiercely underway.

Peerless Sword versus Sima Xiaoyao.

Sima Xiaoyao, ranked sixth on the Green History Wall, the top on the Southern Hidden Dragon List, can be said to be the first genius of the Southern Martial World, has already manifested a blade Spirit Embryo, his blade technique is exquisite, his strength formidable, while Peerless Sword, in the younger generation, is ascending like the sun, as the top on the Northern Hidden Dragon List, Peerless Sword ranks third on the Ten Thousand Years Green History Wall, second only to Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao, unparalleled in aptitude, unmatched.

Judging from the cards on the table, Peerless Sword’s strength is clearly superior to Sima Xiaoyao, however, Sima Xiaoyao and Peerless Sword haven’t crossed paths for a long time, their last duel was over a year ago, back then Sima Xiaoyao lost to Peerless Sword within twenty moves, but now a year has passed, time changes, both have grown substantially in strength compared to a year ago, their battle may not produce the same result as before.

”If your strength hasn’t tripled, you’re no threat to me.”

Peerless Sword, hands holding his sword, stared directly at Sima Xiaoyao, speaking apathetically.

”Don’t worry, this time I’m well-prepared and won’t disappoint you.”

Sima Xiaoyao grinned broadly.

”Triple growth?”

The crowd was astounded, unable to resist marveling, these two are undeniably the top prodigies of the younger generation, even their words are different, casually talking about tripling strength, which for ordinary people, let alone tripling, even increasing strength by two or three points in a year would be considered fast cultivation.

But comparing these two with ordinary people is clearly unrealistic.

”Then let me see if your blade can bring me joy.”

Peerless Sword’s eyes shot out a sharp glow, suddenly releasing a terrifying Sword Momentum, emanating an aura of unparalleled arrogance, scornfully sweeping everywhere, intimidating all.