Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 1334: Chapter 1333: Bringing Humiliation Upon Oneself

Staring at the brilliant sparks exploding in mid-air, everyone was left dumbfounded; if it weren’t the Unparalleled King there, anyone else would have already been defeated.

Every clash caused a violent convulsion in the hearts of the youthful generation, tightening everyone’s nerves.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged fifty moves.

”This Beichuan Ye is far stronger than that Yantian; even the Unparalleled King can’t defeat him.”

A young genius was shocked in his heart. As the number one on the Youth Kings list, the Unparalleled King’s power was undoubtedly strong, yet this Beichuan Ye, who merely self-proclaimed as Sword King, could fight him to a standstill?

”How could this little Yingzhou’s youth generation be so extraordinary this time?”

Some young geniuses felt it was beyond comprehension. Yingzhou’s population probably isn’t even a tenth of the Central Dynasty’s; even if the chance of birthing young geniuses is high, they shouldn’t be able to compete with the youth of Nine Provinces Land. But the scene unfolding before them forced them to believe that Beichuan Ye indeed possessed the strength to vie for the Sword King title!

”It seems that in recent years, we’ve been too complacent and arrogant. Perhaps in the last few decades, the Martial Arts development in Yingzhou has advanced at an astonishing speed, much faster than us in Nine Provinces Land.”

The speaker was the White Night King, who reflected on the situation. There was little exchange between Yingzhou and Nine Provinces Land; the last exchange was decades ago. Yet in these short decades, Yingzhou’s youth generation has grown to such strength.

”It’s time to open our eyes to the world; otherwise, we might become the backward side, and falling behind means being beaten. It’s a bloody lesson.”

The Illusion Heavenly King and Dragon Spear King both let out a bitter laugh. The youth generation represents Nine Provinces Land’s potential; if overtaken by Yingzhou, it indicates lesser potential, which is very dangerous.

”Is Beichuan Ye’s martial arts the so-called ninjutsu?”

Ling Chen gazed from afar at the mid-air confrontation. Beichuan Ye’s martial arts gave people a refreshing feeling and, to Ling Chen, was undoubtedly a new mindset and element.

Ling Chen’s martial route is one of embracing and integrating; anything that could be used by him can be absorbed and utilized, and this Yingzhou’s ninjutsu is no exception.

At this time, the battle in mid-air had reached a fever pitch. Beichuan Ye’s form emerged because his invisibility technique had no effect on the Unparalleled King, so he no longer used it to avoid wasting True Qi.

”Return of the World!”

Seeing that he couldn’t take Beichuan Ye down, the Unparalleled King’s emotions grew somewhat anxious; he finally unleashed his ultimate move. This sword drew power from the world, then slashed out with unrivaled momentum.

”Blast Sound Slash!”

Beichuan Ye flicked his sword reverse-handed, a slash breaking through the sound barrier producing a piercing sound flow and ruthlessly clashing with the Unparalleled King’s Sword Light.

”Unparalleled Dragon!”

”White Dragon Storm Kill!”

The two simultaneously executed killer moves—a fierce battle between a Black Dragon and a White Dragon creating a duel scenario, stirring the sky above Snow Mountain Lake into chaos.

The two dragon-shaped energies were evenly matched, but just as they were about to collapse simultaneously, the White Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a white Sword Light, hitting the Unparalleled King with the speed of a thunderbolt.

Thud!

The Unparalleled King was suddenly struck, causing his body to fly backward; although he steadied himself, it was clear to keen eyes that his injuries were severe.

”This doesn’t look good!”

Many from the youth were inwardly calling out in distress; the Unparalleled King was their last barrier. If he fell, who else could battle Beichuan Ye?

”I can’t lose!”

The Unparalleled King himself seemed to understand this point well; no matter what, he couldn’t lose to Beichuan Ye!

Enduring his physical injuries, the Unparalleled King swung his sword against Beichuan Ye’s offensive, his unyielding spirit bursting forth, determined to fight Beichuan Ye till the end.

”Hehe, Unparalleled King, your momentum is gone, surrender!”

Beichuan Ye let out a cold laugh, equally excited in his heart. Defeating the Unparalleled King meant defeating the entire Nine Provinces youth generation, trampling all their young geniuses underfoot; such achievement had eluded his predecessors for thousands of years, realized by him unexpectedly.

Henceforth, he, Beichuan Ye, would be legendary, not only in Yingzhou’s youth generation but also across the Nine Provinces Land youth generation.

”Speak again once you’ve defeated me.”

The Unparalleled King furrowed his brow, instead placing a desperate bet, launching a fierce attack against Beichuan Ye at any cost.

However, to Ling Chen, the result of such a battle was predictable. No matter how the Unparalleled King thought or changed tactics, from the moment Beichuan Ye wounded him, the outcome of failure was sealed.

Finally, after ten moves, amidst a myriad of despairing looks, the Unparalleled King was once again struck by Beichuan Ye, severely injured, coughing blood, and fell into Snow Mountain Lake, splashing tumultuous water.

The outcome was decided.

And at this moment, Kunlun Mountain Summit lay in desolation; all the young geniuses of Nine Provinces looked as if they’d lost their parents, perhaps even worse.

The Unparalleled King himself looked ashen. Self-titled as strength unmatched in heaven and earth, unsurpassed among the youthful generation, he was called the Unparalleled King, only to be defeated by such an insignificant character as Beichuan Ye today.

”The wheel of fortune turns; seems like these ten years the youth generation’s fortunes concentrated on Yingzhou indeed; this Beichuan Ye is mightily strong, his Sword King title well-deserved.”

Gu Lei gazed from afar at Beichuan Ye in mid-air, his expression solemn. The Unparalleled King’s power had reached an astonishing level, yet Beichuan Ye was even stronger, truly terrifying.

As for Ling Chen and others, though extraordinarily talented, were still slightly lacking compared to Beichuan Ye; perhaps given three to five years they might catch up, but for now, it’s a lost cause.

At this moment, Qing Ji stepped forward with a smile, gazing cheerfully at the youth generation crowd, saying: ”Ladies and gentlemen, regarding Senior brother Beichuan Ye’s Sword King title, does anyone among you have any objection?”

With these words, though many Youth Kings of Nine Provinces held dissatisfaction, glancing at the defeated Unparalleled King, their discontent ultimately suppressed, turning into a sigh.

Even the Unparalleled King failed; they might as well resign themselves.

”I have objections.”

Just as almost everyone had tacitly agreed on Beichuan Ye being Sword King, a faint voice suddenly spread through the air. The crowd’s pupils shrank, following the sound they saw that the speaker was no other than a young swordsman, none other than Ling Chen.

”What is Ling Chen doing, does he not feel humiliated enough?”

”Even the Unparalleled King is no match for Beichuan Ye, does he think he’ll be a match?”

”Alas, too reckless, truly self-humiliating.”

Many Youth Kings shook their heads, unable to comprehend Ling Chen’s actions.