Chapter 219: Ten Thousand Swords Bow Down, Dominating the Generation

"Nine Springs Waterfall, Climb to the Cloud Peak."

"The battle of the First Cloud Terrace. The successor of the Foolish Sword, Yang Qingyuan - the Sword of the Tyrant Sword Sect, Dao Wuming."

"Please come on stage!"

As the words fell, the whole audience cheered.

After waiting for so many days, they finally got to see the two of them compete against each other. Everyone was excited and stared at the platform.

I saw two figures stand up at the same time, turning into two sword lights and landing on the first cloud platform.

"Dao Wuming."

"Yang Qingyuan."

The two of them bowed and gave their names.

"Dao Wuming's expression... looks a little bad."

"Haven't you heard yet? Lingzhi Immortal came to our house in person last night and returned the sword to Dao Wuming."

"Isn't she seriously injured?"

"Who knows..."

"That's not a violation?"

"Dao Wuming refused to report it for the sake of his reputation. If the person involved doesn't want to talk about it, who has nothing to do?"

"There's a good show to watch!"

Amidst the discussions, two long swords were unsheathed with a clang.

Song Lin's knife was still the broken one.

Dao Wuming's sword is a thick-backed and wide sword, the same style as the one used by the sword master Chu Kuangsan back then.

"Are you still using this knife against me?" Dao Wuming said coldly.

"I don't want to say the same thing again." Song Lin said lightly.

"Insanity!"

Dao Wuming's expression became even colder, and murderous intent was revealed.

'Yang Qingyuan' once said on the Yuntai that his magic sword was prepared for Jian Wuxin.

Others are not qualified.

But what if he was defeated before he even met Jian Wuxin? Thinking of this scene, Dao Wuming had a grim smile on his face.

He must win!
Whether it was revenge for Yang Qingyuan killing him with two swords from the Ba Dao Sect, or the entanglement with Tan Tai Xuan Yin, he must win.

"Have you finished your nonsense?"

Song Lin's expression remained calm.

"Good, good, good!"

Dao Wuming laughed loudly, "Today, we have decided who is better—"

"It's also a matter of life and death."

Song Lin added casually.

hum-

The thick-backed knife came through the air.

Finally, Yang Qingyuan was forced to say this himself, and Dao Wuming finally didn't have to hide it anymore. The depression on his face suddenly disappeared, and it seemed that Chen Lingzhi's sword last night had no effect.

Being the number one sword of Ba Dao Sect.

How could he be as cunning as he had just shown? All this... was just to justify and facilitate this life-and-death fight!

Dang~~
The blades collided, making a melodious sound.

This was the first time Song Lin's blade had clashed head-on with someone since he participated in the Cloud Summit. What was strange was that the broken blade in his hand looked like it was on the verge of breaking, but it had never been damaged at all.

Dao Wuming's expression changed slightly.

What a strong control!

He had always thought that the opponent's weapon was a weakness. Coupled with the problems exposed in the fight with Hao Qinlong, victory was already in his pocket.

As a result, the beautiful fantasy was shattered after the first fight!
"Then this is the only way!"

call--

The sword flashed and whistled, carrying with it a sense of dominating the world.

A long dragon of sword light appeared out of nowhere, winding and roaring as it rushed towards Song Lin.

"Shocking Dragon Slash!"

"Dao Wuming's Seven Deadly Slashes seems to be far more powerful than Yang Qingyuan's back then."

"He's in danger!"

Amid the exclamations from the audience.

Song Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he used the same Jinglong Slash move. The sword light broke through the sea of ​​clouds and rushed forward.

boom!
The two sword lights collided violently, shaking the earth.

After a while, the light dissipated.

Both of them were unharmed and stood quietly in place.

Song Lin's expression was calm and composed, while Dao Wuming's expression was the same as many people in the audience, all of them were in disbelief.

"why?"

Song Lin certainly understood his doubts.

Both were using the Jinglong Zhan, but one had reached the peak of Gangqi while the other was only at the Leiyin level. Their power was incomparable, but the result was a draw.

Could it be that the difference in talent between the two is big enough to make up for the difference in cultivation?
pity.

Song Lin didn't have the time to answer his questions.

Or.

His answer is all in the knife.

"Watch this. This is not how the Tyrant Blade Seven Slashes are used."

When Song Lin raised the second knife, he was ready to swing it.

buzzing~~
Under the Jiuquan Waterfall, many swordsmen watching the fight lowered their heads in horror.

The swords in their hands suddenly trembled for no reason, as if they were bowing down and surrendering to the sword king in the sky.

Different from Kenshin's sensitivity.

This is real and comes from the awe of the weak towards the overlord.

The older the famous sword is, the more obvious this meaning is.

"Ba Dao."

A clear shout spread throughout the venue.

The sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the sky. This sword seemed to combine the seven unique skills of the Tyrant Sword to slash the dragon, phoenix, whale, tiger and other seven kinds of strange beasts, and turned into a strange beast from the mountains and seas, dominating the world.

The seven supreme skills combine into one... the domineering sword slashes!
Dao Wuming's expression changed drastically.

Being under the cover of this knife, he felt that there was no way to hide. His mind was filled with a sense of dominance, and he almost wanted to kneel down and surrender.

"No!"

Dao Wuming felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

How could it be possible that Yang Qingyuan, who had secretly learned the Ba Dao Sect's unique skills from somewhere, could be better than what he, the sect leader, has mastered!
This is impossible!

He was about to raise his knife to resist——

Bang~~The thick-backed knife suddenly shook and broke out of thin air.

Dao Wuming looked incredulous.

Even his knife... betrayed him?

"Ang——" the wind from the knife came towards him.

Dao Wuming closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death.

however.

The knife light suddenly converged and turned into an ordinary broken knife, stopping at his forehead.

"you……"

Dao Wuming opened his eyes, his gaze dull.

"Are you really curious about why I didn't kill you?" Song Lin stood calmly in front of him.

"Why...why." Dao Wuming's throat moved and his voice was dry.

"Because I once owed a favor to Badaomen. Your life is not worth mentioning in front of these favors." Song Lin calmly put away his sword and turned to walk off the stage.

The favor he owed was the relationship between master and disciple that Chu Kuangsan taught with all his heart three thousand years ago.

and also.

Six hundred years ago, the swordsman from the Badao Sect sacrificed himself for the people.

Dao Wuming’s life.

Compared with these favors, it is certainly not worth mentioning.

This is a debt that is difficult to settle.

The favor owed to Chu Kuang San was basically settled when his apprentice betrayed everyone.

Now the number of people in Badao Sect is dwindling, and everyone is stupid.

Dao Wuming could barely be considered a man, at least he had the ability to kill Chen Xi, but he didn't.

So today Song Lin spared his life.

It can be regarded as a complete settlement of the friendship between the two parties, leaving a seed of inheritance for the Badao Sect.

Because compared to the inheritance of Badaomen.

Dao Wuming's life is indeed not worth mentioning.

"My life... is not worth mentioning." Dao Wuming muttered to himself, and his upright body suddenly hunched a little. It was as if a straight long sword had its spine completely broken.

It was like the thick-backed knife whose blade had just broken off.

Swordsmen cultivate their minds, while knifemen cultivate their bones.

It is actually a truth.

This blow today has completely broken Dao Wuming's pride. If he can't break the silkworm in his heart, he will probably never be able to get out of Song Lin's shadow.

"it's over……"

"Wonderful!"

"I never thought that the decisive battle between two swordsmen would end with this result."

"They both have the Seven Deadly Slashes, but their skills are different. However, Dao Wuming is still a world away from Yang Qingyuan."

Under the Jiuquan Waterfall, tens of thousands of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

then.

There were waves of discussions everywhere.

"What favor did Yang Qingyuan owe to Ba Dao Sect that he even regarded Dao Wuming's life as insignificant?"

"Why do I feel like Yang Qingyuan was actually teaching him just now?"

"It feels like teaching through practice. It's like a senior is using his actions to teach the younger generation. It gives people a feeling of... a master's demeanor!"

"What a powerful heir of the Foolish Sword!"

"Not killing Dao Wuming will make him feel more uncomfortable than killing him."

"Is this the difference in realm?"

"Yang Qingyuan is so young but already has the demeanor of a master. His future achievements are limitless!"

this moment.

Many people's eyes looking at Song Lin have changed from admiration to respect.

He is crazy but not arrogant, because he has the capital to do so.

Killing without killing reveals his infinite self-confidence.

Strong power can only make people fear.

But a transcendent character can make people look up to and respect him.

The so-called master's style is certainly not simply "kindness" or "nobility", which are saintly and hypocritical. Instead, it should be the pride that transcends all these and emanates from the bones, making all other mountains look small.

The pride that looks down on the world.

"What do you think of this person?"

On a viewing platform.

The hero Changfeng, He Changfeng, was standing next to Bei Nanfeng at this time.

"Unfathomable."

Bei Nanfeng's face was solemn, as if he felt unprecedented pressure.

A familiar pressure.

He had the same feeling when he faced Jian Wuxin.

"Are you sure?"

He Changfeng continued to ask.

"Whether you are sure or not, you won't know until you try it."

Bei Nanfeng had a blank expression on his face.

See this.

He Changfeng sighed.

That means... there is no certainty.

Using the sword of Ba Dao Sect, he defeated the most outstanding contemporary successor of Ba Dao Sect. Using the same sword technique, he defeated Jian Zhai Zhen Chuan twice.

The feeling that Yang Qingyuan gives people is more than just unfathomable.

in fact.

He had the same feeling as Bei Nanfeng.

He felt inferior to Yang Qingyuan's performance.

His reputation as a 'hero' came from his benevolence and his nosy nature, but Yang Qingyuan's reputation... came from his absolute confidence in himself.

Looking at the younger generation in the world.

Only Yang Qingyuan and Jian Wuxin gave him this feeling.

It's so far away that we can't even compare to it.

At this moment.

Those who had been opponents of Song Lin were all smiling happily.

Dao Wuming was defeated, and it seemed that Bei Nanfeng had little chance of winning either.

Lost to the leaderboard leader.

Does that count as a loss?
Hao Qinlong was the one who laughed the happiest.

Among so many people, he was the opponent who made Yang Qingyuan the most embarrassed. If he told others about it in the future, he would definitely be very proud.

If he could win the championship at the top of the cloud, or even knock Jian Wuxin off the cloud...

Hiss~~I can’t believe it!
"Yang Qingyuan!"

"Yang Qingyuan!"

"Yang Qingyuan!"

At this moment, Hao Qinlong has become Song Lin's most staunch supporter, leading the roar.

For a while.

The entire Jiuquan Waterfall was filled with cheers.

They seemed to see a shining new star rising up, hanging high in the clouds, about to become the leader of the martial arts world in the next ten years after Xu Shenglan and Jian Wuxin.

Everyone is looking forward to it!

Except for some old forces that enjoy the benefits.

The appearance of Yang Qingyuan.

Make them feel a strong threat.

That is, he cannot defeat Jian Wuxin this year.

What about next year? What about the next ten years?
They absolutely do not want to see the rise of a third existence that dominates the entire generation.

(End of this chapter)