C42 Zhan Lingjue

The second day of the championship, the quarter finals begins.

When Ling Yun arrived at the inverted martial arts field, the martial arts field was already packed with people, squeezing the Battle Platform in the middle so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out.

The first quarter-finals began between Ling Nanqin and another young genius from the Ling Family.

Both of their realms were about the same, but Ling Nanqin's martial skills and cultivation technique were clearly more outstanding. In the end, Ling Nanqin won.

Because of this, Ling Nanqin became the first direct descendant genius to enter the top four.

Next, the second and third quarter finals were held one after another.

Ling Kun, who had always been called the number one young genius of Ling Family, also obtained a spot in the top four as expected.

The competition had come to the last match.

"The fourth match, Ling Jue will fight Ling Yun."

After the voice of the elder from the Ling Family who was acting as the judge faded, Ling Jue was the first to appear on the Battle Platform.

"Ling Yun, come and face your death."

Ling Jue held a Long Sword carved with complicated patterns in his hand and pointed it at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun gave a cold snort and jumped onto the Battle Platform, confronting Ling Jue from afar.

When their eyes met, a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air above the Battle Platform, and the atmosphere was tense.

"Ling Jue seems to be very hostile towards Ling Yun."

"Hehe, Ling Jue provoked Ling Yun like this from the very beginning. It seems like today's battle won't end peacefully."

"I heard that Ling Jue went to find Ling Yun when he returned from the Skythunder Mountain Range. An intense conflict had broken out between the two of them. If it wasn't for the fact that Ling Nanqin happened to pass by... I'm afraid this battle has been going on for a long time."

"Is that so? Then this battle will be great to watch. "

The people of Ling Family below the stage were all excited. They were looking forward to seeing an exciting battle.

Ling Jue had been famous in Ling Family for a long time, and his ranking was only second to Ling Kun's. He was the second seed of the Ling Family's generation, and he had been an Eighth Rank of Human Essence Stage warrior for a long time. He was extremely strong.

As for Ling Yun, he was a dark horse that had just entered everyone's line of sight. He had been fighting all the way, and he had never lost a battle. He also possessed extraordinary talent, and he had won the favor of many higher ups of Ling Family.

Therefore, the attention he received from this battle far exceeded the attention he received from the other three battles.

"Don't you have extraordinary talent? Hehe, then today, I'll cripple you. I want to see how a trash can fight me!" Ling Jue's eyes revealed a fierce light as he stared straight at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun said with a calm expression, "Many people want to cripple me. You are not the first one, but those people were crippled by me in the end, and even died in my hands. You can try."

"Is that so? I am not someone those trash can compare with..."

As soon as Ling Jue's voice faded, his people moved. His figure was extremely fast, like a fierce tiger that had descended from the mountain. Yuan energy surged violently all over his body, causing strong winds to sweep in all directions.

In his hand, the treasured sword that was engraved with complicated patterns was unsheathed in an instant. The tip of the sword was flickering with a cold light, like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, piercing towards Ling Yun at a tricky and sharp angle.

"Violent Thunder Sword!"

"Shua!!"

Violent lightning erupted from the tip of Ling Jue's sword, causing the lightning to skyrocket and release a lightning-like sword qi.

"So strong! This sword strike can kill a Mid Eighth Rank of Human Essence Stage warrior!" Someone exclaimed.

Under the nervous gazes of the crowd, Ling Yun's pupils shrunk. His body moved slightly, and he managed to dodge the sword strike in the nick of time.

"Slash!"

The incomparably sharp sword Qi shot past Ling Yun's face, cutting off a few strands of Ling Yun's hair. Finally, it pierced through a thumb-sized deep hole in the bluestone Battle Platform.

"That was close!" The people of Ling Family who were watching the scene were all frightened.

"Hmph, come again!"

Ling Jue didn't manage to kill Ling Yun with a single strike, so he changed his thrust to strike. He swung the sword that was wrapped in lightning towards Ling Yun's head.

A lightning sword energy that was dozens of feet long slashed down towards Ling Yun.

"Break!"

A simple word came out from Ling Yun's mouth.

Lightning flashed on Ling Yun's arm, and he threw out a punch. The light of his fist sparkled, and dispersed Ling Jue's sword Qi.

"So strong!"

"He broke Ling Jue's attack so easily, this is unbelievable! One should know that Ling Jue's Cultivation Level has already reached the Late Eighth Rank of Human Essence Stage, and is only a step away from the peak!"

"It's not that easy. Ling Jue hasn't used his true strength yet. They are just testing each other. The real battle has just begun."

Sure enough, Ling Jue didn't feel disheartened, but suddenly increased his attack.

Streaks of lightning sword Qi were slashed out by him. The lightning on the Battle Platform interweaved with each other, as if dense lightning had fallen from the nine heavens.

"Young Master Ling Jue is too strong. I'm afraid no one below the Ninth Rank of Human Essence Stage can match this move." Many people exclaimed in shock.

Above the Battle Platform, the dense lightning formed an inescapable net that covered Ling Yun.

"Instant Movement, Speed!"

Just as Ling Yun was about to be submerged by the lightning, he casted Instant Movement and vanished from everyone's sight like a wisp of green smoke.

"* Hong Long *"

The dense lightning had lost its target. It landed on the Battle Platform without any effort. In an instant, the incomparably hard Battle Platform was shattered into pieces. Smoke and dust filled the sky.

"Damn, is this still a battle between Human Essence Stage warriors? This is too scary!"

"Retreat, retreat! Don't get caught up in it!"

Many of the spectators who were closer to the battle retreated with pale faces.

"Shua!"

Ling Yun's figure flashed and appeared not far behind Ling Jue.

"Hmph, I was prepared for this move of yours a long time ago."

Ling Jue didn't panic. Instead, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Explosive Thunder Sword, Thunderous Tide!"

As Ling Jue's voice faded, countless sword auras spread out in all directions with him as the center. It was an attack with no difference.

"Hmm?"

Ling Yun was slightly startled. He didn't expect Ling Jue to prepare such a trump card for him.

In a rush, Ling Yun crossed his arms in front of his body to protect himself. At the same time, Yuan energy surged out, forming a layer of defense on the surface of his body.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Countless of sword Qi shot over and hit Ling Yun's body like a dense rain, sending him flying backwards.

However, Ling Yun wasn't knocked out of the Battle Platform. Instead, he fell down and regained his balance.

Although Ling Jue's attack seemed to be very powerful, it was an indiscriminate attack. It had unknowingly weakened the attack from a single direction, so it didn't pose much of a threat to Ling Yun.

"Hehe, you can't use that kind of movement skill now, right? Without the threat of that movement skill, you... are nothing to be afraid of. Now, I can use my full strength."

Ling Jue raised the Long Sword in his hand and pointed it at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun said, "Is that so? I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. I don't just rely on movement techniques to make a living."

"Heh, shameless boasting!"

"Life Extinguishing Thunder Sword!"

With a low shout, wave after wave of berserk elemental energy surged out from his body without any reservation. Finally, it transformed into a heaven-shaking sword on the Long Sword in his hand. Sword qi sprayed out, and it was several feet long.

The aura that emanated from this sword was enough to make even a peak Eighth Rank of Human Essence Stage expert feel as if they were being stabbed by needles.