Chapter 67: Qingfeng Sword Technique
"You idiot, you dare to challenge Senior Brother Song Hailan. You are really asking for trouble."
Yun Tianhe sneered. As Song Hailan's junior fellow apprentice, he knew the latter's strength very well. With Ling Chen's ability, trying to fight against Song Hailan was simply overestimating his own abilities.
He admired Ling Chen's courage, but also laughed at Ling Chen's stupidity.
Ling Chen smiled faintly and extended his hand, "Please."
"Please, fuck!"
Song Hailan, however, was not polite at all. With a gloomy face, the true energy in his body roared out without reservation. He took a step forward, his figure shot out like an arrow, and slashed out with a sword, which was like a low sound of air explosion, and hit Ling Chen fiercely.
When the people around saw how ferocious Song Hailan was, their hearts skipped a beat. How could this be a competition? It was obvious that Song Hailan wanted to knock Ling Chen down.
Ling Chen looked at Song Hailan who was rushing towards him, but he did not show any sign of dodging. He drew out the Tianfu heavy sword silently and collided with Song Hailan head-on.
clang!
A crisp sound was heard, and the two fists collided heavily. The air waves formed by the collision of the two sword beams immediately set off a series of whirlwinds.
As the gust of wind swept through, the two figures were shocked, and then they both took several steps back, looking like they were evenly matched.
"Huh?"
Xiao Muyu looked at this scene in some surprise. When they were in the royal capital, Ling Chen defeated Li Tai, a third-level martial artist, with just one move. Now Song Hailan's strength was only about the same as Li Tai's. How could they be evenly matched?
Song Hailan steadied himself, but his pupils shrank slightly and he felt a slight pain on his fist. Although Ling Chen's true energy was not as strong as his, when the two forces collided, if he had not put all his strength into it, he would probably have been knocked away by Ling Chen's sword.
Obviously, the quality of the Qi cultivated by Ling Chen was better than that of what he cultivated.
The technique that Ling Chen practices should be of a higher level than the one he practices.
“No matter how powerful the martial arts you practice is, there is a difference in level between you and me. I can crush you to death!” Song Hailan’s eyes were cold. He was at the third level of martial artist, while Muchen was only at the first level. The gap between them was enough to crush him.
"Originally, I didn't intend to fight you for the sake of my reputation, so that others would not accuse me of bullying the weak."
Song Hailan smiled coldly, "It's a pity that you came to me on your own. Didn't anyone tell you that it's better to swallow your anger before you have enough ability? You took the initiative to come up to me, you are really asking for trouble!"
Ling Chen smiled softly upon hearing this, and said, "If I were to encounter an opponent I cannot defeat, I would naturally swallow my anger, but unfortunately you are not one of them."
"Really? Then let me show you now whether I belong to this group."
A sinister look flashed across Song Hailan's eyes, and a dark green energy poured from his palm into the sword, emitting an astonishing green edge, as if the sword in his hand had grown a bit longer, and a sharp wave emanated.
"Qingfeng Sword Technique?" When some disciples around saw the green edge appearing on the tip of Song Hailan's sword, their eyes changed and they exclaimed in surprise.
"The Qingfeng Sword Technique is a lower-grade Heavenly Rank martial art. I didn't expect Song Hailan to have mastered this sword technique. He is indeed worthy of being the direct disciple of Deputy Sect Master Ye. He is not simple."
All the disciples looked surprised.
Hearing this, a confident arc appeared on Song Hailan's lips. That's right, the Qingfeng Sword Technique was indeed a lower-grade heavenly martial art.
Ling Chen's eyes also swept across the tip of the green sword, the lower grade of the Heavenly Rank, the Qingfeng Sword Technique, this was indeed Ye Nantian's method. He didn't expect that Song Hailan had also practiced it. But looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he had only mastered some of the basics. However, in terms of the martial artist realm, it should be considered pretty good.
"The Qingfeng Sword Technique is powerful, but it also depends on who is using it. I estimate that your sword skills are only about 30% of the essence of the Qingfeng Sword Technique. No, it should be less than 30%."
Ling Chen said with a faint smile on his face.
"30% is fine, defeating you is enough!"
Song Hailan's pupils shrank, his eyes were cold, his figure rushed out, his long sword cut through the air, and stabbed towards Ling Chen violently.
Wherever the sword passed, it seemed as if even the air was torn apart.
Everyone stared intently at the tip of the sword that was coming at them violently. The sharpness made their pores tighten and gave them goose bumps.
“So strong!”
The disciples who were close to the scene retreated one after another, shocked by the sharpness of the sword.
However, in front of him, Ling Chen's figure did not move at all.
Ling Chen stomped his foot and pounced out like a tiger or leopard. Facing Song Hailan's fierce attack, he still did not choose to dodge. Many people were surprised by this scene.
"court death!"
Song Hailan grinned, and the tip of the sword flashing with green light pierced Ling Chen's throat like lightning without any pause.
At this moment, Ling Chen's Tianfu heavy sword had already been swung, and it collided head-on with the long sword that was flashing with green light.
clang!
The violent waves of true energy swept out, and even the ground seemed to tremble. However, many disciples stared intently at the place where the two sword beams touched.
"break!"
A cold light flashed across Ling Chen's eyes, and the tip of the heavy sword in his hand turned and suddenly pulled back quickly. The next moment, he once again struck Song Hailan's sword with lightning speed.
Snap!
The sword light blasted out, and Song Hailan's sword suddenly paused. Then everyone heard a slight shattering sound. Then, their eyes widened little by little, because cracks actually appeared quickly on the body of Song Hailan's sword.
"What?"
The long sword in his hand broke into several pieces. There was horror in Luo Tong's eyes, and he rushed out in a hurry and panic.
Ling Chen did not pursue, the outcome had already been decided, but the surroundings were completely silent. Everyone stared at the slender figure in astonishment, obviously finding it hard to imagine that Ling Chen could do this. Not only did he break the Qingfeng Sword Technique, he even destroyed all of Song Hailan's weapons.
What a powerful force is needed to achieve this.
"How can it be?"
Yun Tianhe, Yang Song and others stared at the scene in amazement. Song Hailan, a third-level martial artist, was no match for Ling Chen, a mere first-level martial artist?
"Ling Chen, did you do anything to your weapon?"
Yun Tianhe's face was gloomy. He didn't believe that Song Hailan would lose to Ling Chen in a head-on battle.
"You overestimate your senior brother. I only used 60% of my strength." Ling Chen said without comment.
"What, only 60% of your strength?"
The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, half believing and half doubting what Ling Chen said.
"Hahaha, this is the biggest joke I have ever heard in my life."
Song Hailan was so embarrassed. He just lost a move accidentally, but this bastard actually belittled him so much and even said that he only used 60% of his strength. How could he not be angry?
