Chapter 66: Silver Light Flying Shadow
Ling Yin, who was practicing sword skills, frowned when she saw Yang Song coming towards her, but she didn't say anything and continued to practice the sword skills taught to her by Ling Chen.
"Hey, little sister Lingyin, you are good at swordsmanship."
When Yang Song approached Ling Yin, his eyes lit up. He then realized that Ling Yin was so beautiful. With such a beautiful appearance, there would be very few people in the five countries who could surpass her.
"Go away."
Ling Yin just uttered two words without even looking at Yang Song.
"Ling Yin, let me spar with you so that your cultivation progress can be accelerated. As an elder, it is my duty to take care of and help newcomers." Yang Song said with a malicious smile at Ling Yin.
Seeing this, the disciples around understood what Yang Song wanted to do. Naturally, some of them wanted to step forward and save the beauty, but because of the gloomy gazes of Song Hailan and Yun Tianhe not far away, they had to stop.
"What do these guys want to do!" Xiao Muyu also saw this scene. Her eyebrows raised slightly and she was about to stand up, but Ling Chen grabbed her smooth white wrist.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Muyu looked at Ling Chen in confusion. Song Hailan and the others were looking for trouble with Ling Yin, obviously wanting to show it to Ling Chen, as a warning to him.
"Don't worry, it's still unclear who will bully whom." Ling Chen said calmly.
"Are you so confident? Yang Song is a ninth-level warrior, and Ling Yin has only been practicing for a few days." Xiao Muyu said.
"Cultivation doesn't determine everything, and the time of entry has nothing to do with victory or defeat," Ling Chen smiled and said, "If you can't even deal with Yang Song, then my sister is too disappointing."
Xiao Muyu thought about it and felt that what Ling Chen said made some sense, but she still said stubbornly: "You are obviously a few years younger than me, but you have to act like an old man. Don't be embarrassed later."
Ling Chen smiled and looked at Ling Yin who had stopped walking and was looking in his direction from a distance.
Ling Chen smiled at her and nodded slightly.
Seeing Ling Chen's smile, Ling Yin suddenly raised her head and said in a cold voice: "Please give me some advice."
When Yang Song saw that Ling Yin actually dared to agree, he was also stunned, and then he sneered, what an ignorant girl.
The two of them slowly retreated, and many disciples gathered around them, but it was obvious that many people thought that Ling Yin was going to be in trouble this time.
The competition started instantly under the gaze of everyone.
Then a little later, everyone's expressions changed.
Because what they saw was completely different from what they expected. Yang Song showed no mercy and his attacks were very fierce, but his opponent Ling Yin calmly met Yang Song's attacks. What surprised them was that Ling Yin seemed to be able to accurately judge the opponent's attacks every time and respond in an orderly manner.
Ding ding ding!
Two figures were entangled in the field. Yang Song became more and more frightened as the battle went on. He felt that all his moves were seen through by Ling Yin and there was no secret at all.
"Silver light flying shadow."
Ling Yin slowly uttered four words, and the next moment, her body flew up like a butterfly, her speed soaring to the extreme. Only a silver light could be seen approaching at a very fast speed.
His scalp went numb, and just as Yang Song was about to raise his sword to fight, a ray of sword light knocked the sword out of his hand and pressed it against his neck.
"I give up!" Yang Song quickly stepped back. He looked at Ling Yin's cold eyes and felt a little frightened.
This guy is so scary. After all, he is a ninth-level warrior, but he was played around by others and had no power to resist at all.
Many disciples looked at each other, and there was a hint of admiration in their eyes when they looked at Ling Yin. The original hint of passion became even hotter.
The other party might be another goddess among their Shenyi Sect’s disciples.
To become a goddess, it is not enough to have a beautiful appearance, you must also have convincing strength. Although Ling Yin’s strength is a little lacking now, her potential is obvious to everyone present.
Ling Yin retracted his sword and looked in the direction of Ling Chen, who was now smiling and giving him a thumbs-up, obviously very satisfied with his performance.
Seeing Ling Chen's actions, Ling Yin was also startled, and then a rare smile appeared on her face, which stunned many disciples.
"How can you be sure that Ling Yin can defeat Yang Song?" Xiao Muyu also laughed. She was also a little amazed. Ling Yin's talent was really high, but it was a pity that the people in Cuiyu Tower did not recognize his talent.
"When did my vision slip away?"
At this time, Ling Chen smiled and nodded, then stood up.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Muyu asked puzzledly.
"Ling Yin has done what she should do. It's my turn now. They are trying to scare me. I can't just stand there and say nothing. Otherwise, they will think I'm scared, which will be troublesome." Ling Chen smiled and slowly closed his hand around the hilt of the sword. "Besides, I was thinking of finding someone to try out the results of my sword training in recent days."
Ling Chen walked forward slowly, then entered the field under the gazes of everyone, looking at Song Hailan who had a gloomy look not far away.
"Senior Brother Song Hailan, I have made some progress in swordsmanship recently. I would like to ask for some guidance. I hope you can teach me." Ling Chen said with a faint smile.
When his voice rang out in the training ground, the originally noisy atmosphere seemed to become much quieter at that moment. Then, a series of astonished gazes stayed on the former.
No one expected that Ling Chen would take the initiative to challenge Song Hailan. Didn't he know that the latter's group had been looking for opportunities to pick a fight with him? Why would he take the initiative to bump into them now?
"Senior Brother Song Hailan has reached the third level of martial arts master. Ling Chen actually wants to challenge him. Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"
"Yeah , I thought he would challenge Yun Tianhe, but I didn't expect him to challenge Song Hailan directly."
"This is a great opportunity for Song Hailan and Yun Tianhe to humiliate Ling Chen."
The disciples of the Divine Will Sect were discussing the matter, and they all obviously thought that Ling Chen's behavior was a bit reckless.
"Challenge me?"
Under the gazes of so many people, Song Hailan was stunned for a moment, and then his originally gloomy face became a little colder, and a sneer slowly came out of his mouth.
“It seems that after you’ve been to the capital for a few days and achieved a breakthrough, you now think you’ve grown wings and can act unbridled in front of me?” Song Hailan stood up, staring at Ling Chen with gloomy eyes, and said.
"Brother Song, what are you talking about? I just want to spar with you." Ling Chen smiled slightly, then looked at Yun Tianhe and said with a gentle smile: "It's normal for disciples to spar , just like the sparring between Ling Yin and Yang Song just now. If Brother Song feels that sparring may make him lose face, then forget it. I won't force it."
Song Hailan looked at the smile on Ling Chen's face. Hearing such obvious sarcasm, he immediately grinned and sneered, saying, "How could it be? Since you have this request, as your senior brother, I will naturally fulfill your wish."
When saying the last two words, the cold light in Song Hailan's eyes was no longer concealed. The true energy slowly coiled out on the surface of his body, and a powerful wave emanated.
