Dream of Centuries And Eternal Sorrow/C757 Lin Yueqing Was Defeated
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C757 Lin Yueqing Was Defeated

Lin Yueqing saw that her opponent had dodged her attacks one by one, and she was secretly angry. She knew that her opponent was an Earth Charge Realm Cultivator, but she didn't expect the difference to be so great. Her attacks were useless.

After all, Little Sword Immortal was a young Prodigy who had been famous for a long time in the Ownerless Land. In the eyes of others, it would be strange if Little Sword Immortal could not easily dodge the attack of an Energy Shaping Realm Warrior.

However, Lin Yueqing was different from all the other Energy Shaping Realm Warriors. Her talent was rare among the younger generation, and other than those top geniuses, no one else could suppress her.

Although Little Sword Immortal had dodged all of Lin Yueqing's attacks, he was still shocked by the other party's aura.

"This person?" Little Sword Immortal had seen many geniuses before. Although the cultivation realm of the person in front of him was lower than his, he could still sense the auras of those geniuses from him.

Yes, the man in front of him was the same type of genius as those he had met before, and though the man was not as strong as he was now, if he was given time, the man would eventually reach the level he was at right now.

Thinking of this, Little Sword Immortal stopped looking down on Lin Yueqing and treated her as an equal.

He made his move. After continuously dodging, the aura in Little Sword Immortal's body trembled, and then beams of incomparably sharp sword qi shot out from his body.

He believed that if he just kept dodging when facing a genius of the same level, it would be disrespectful to him. Therefore, he planned to fight him head on.

The moment the Little Sword Immortal's sword qi appeared, cracks appeared in the arena. They were the marks left behind by the sword qi.

When Lin Yueqing saw that Little Sword Immortal was finally about to make his move, her eyes narrowed slightly. A dagger slipped out of her sleeve and she held it in her hand. It was the dagger she had obtained from the Profound Heaven Secret Realm.

"Fight." Lin Yueqing bellowed, and her speed increased once again. In an instant, three afterimages appeared where she stood, making it impossible for anyone to tell which one was her real body.

Little Sword Immortal nodded slightly when he saw this. He did not draw out the Thunderclap Sword, but used his finger as a sword. It turned into a three-foot-long blade and slashed towards Lin Yueqing.

The two of them broke up in a single strike. Little Sword Immortal was safe and sound, and his aura did not weaken at all. However, Lin Yueqing suddenly fell to the corner of the arena.

Just now, she had tried to kill him, but even if he had no weapon, she could not fight him. He had not only found out who she really was, but had also broken her assassination technique with his sword, which made her feel indignant.

"Alright."

When the audience below the stage saw the intense battle on the arena, they all cheered. Of course, they were not cheering for Lin Yueqing, but for Little Sword Immortal's peerless style.

"Master, who is he?" Wuliuqi, who had been shocked by Lin Yueqing's previous battle records, felt even more incredulous when he saw that Lin Yueqing couldn't do anything to this person who had suddenly appeared. He never thought that there would be such a powerful person in the world.

"He's the Little Sword Immortal of the Sword Sect, and he's also a peerless genius whose name resounds throughout the Ownerless Land. Disciple, you must watch him carefully. This person is the most famous person in the Ownerless Land. You must remember him and make him your target." Yu Shunnian said to Wuliuqi as he looked solemnly at Little Sword Immortal on the arena.

Lee Zhuohua, who was standing at the side, did not listen to the conversation between the master and disciple, but he could tell that Lin Yueqing would lose this competition without a doubt.

"In terms of cultivation, you are inferior to him, and in terms of talent, you are inferior to him? Even if the engagement is not what you want to do, you don't have to act like this. Are you really that strong? "Lee Zhuohua frowned as he looked at the two people on the stage, thinking to himself.

On the stage, the Lin Family Master frowned when he saw his daughter being forced back by Little Sword Immortal's sword.

He had originally thought that his daughter would go up to the arena to clear the way for Little Sword Immortal, just as Elder Su had said. But now, it seemed that the truth was not like that. This was another manifestation of his daughter's resistance to him.

"What's the point of doing this? Don't tell me that the Sword Sect and the Little Sword Immortal are also not worthy of your attention?" Lin Family Master looked at his daughter who was injured on the arena and sighed in his heart.

"Cough, cough..." Lin Yueqing coughed lightly. Little Sword Immortal's attack had injured her internal organs. She knew that she was no match for him, but she did not want to admit defeat. She still wanted to grasp her fate in her own hands.

Even though the other party was the Little Sword Immortal, he could not make her give up her fate.

She propped her body up and slowly got up. The hand holding the dagger had already started to tremble slightly, as if her arm had run out of strength.

"Drip."

A drop of blood slipped off her fingertip and flowed onto the dagger, and then dripped onto the ground through the tip of the dagger.

When Little Sword Immortal saw the other party standing up and fighting with him, he was also surprised. However, he did not feel the slightest bit of compassion.

"Since you don't want to admit defeat, I'll give you some respect." Little Sword Immortal whispered. After that, with a sword hum, the Thunderclap Sword suddenly left its sheath and was held by Little Sword Immortal.

He actually attacked with his sword? Was this a show of respect for Lin Yueqing?

Perhaps, in Little Sword Immortal's opinion, fighting with his full strength was the greatest respect he could give to his opponent. It had been a long time since he had fought with his full strength amongst his peers, and right now, he was planning to use the Thunderclap Sword to give his opponent sufficient respect. Secondly, he wanted to let the people below the arena know that he, Little Sword Immortal, was invincible.

After all he didn't want to be challenged endlessly. It would be boring.

"Crack."

After Little Sword Immortal held the Thunderclap Sword, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded out from the high platform on his arms. Arcs of lightning began to flash on the Thunderclap Sword's body.

When the Lin Family Master saw Little Sword Immortal using the Thunderclap Sword, his eyes widened. He knew that his daughter would definitely not be able to take this sword attack. He wanted to go up on stage to block it, but it was already too late. Little Sword Immortal's sword had already slashed down steadily.

"Hehe, after all, you can't beat him? Alright then. Since I can't control my own life, then I might as well die here." Lin Yueqing was stunned for a moment when she saw the Thunderclap Sword slashing towards her. Then, she mocked herself.

Everyone below the arena thought that Little Sword Immortal's sword would definitely kill that person.

When Lee Zhuohua saw this scene, his expression changed immediately. He had thought of a lot of possible outcomes, but he had never thought that Lin Yueqing would not dodge Little Sword Immortal's attack at all. She was courting death.

"Really, how did it develop to such an extent?" Lee Zhuohua shook his head, and when everyone's attention was focused on the arena, his figure flashed from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already on the arena. No matter what, he was friends with Lin Yueqing. It was impossible for him to watch her die in Little Sword Immortal's hands.

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