Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 602: Striking Down Wushuang the Flying Sword with a Single Sword

Jian Wushuang stared at Lin Xuan and said coldly, "Hand over the Spirit Moon Cold Smoke Sword, and I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

He didn’t take Lin Xuan seriously in the slightest. After all, he was a peak Nine-Star Grandmaster, while Lin Xuan was a mere Three-Star Grandmaster. The gap between them was immense. In his eyes, he could crush his opponent with a single hand.

However, Lin Xuan completely ignored him. He was fully focused on prying at the bead on the sword’s hilt, trying to pull off the Golden Spirit Pearl.

When Jian Wushuang saw this, he was instantly enraged. He’s seeking death! How dare this brat damage the Spirit Moon Cold Smoke Sword! Unforgivable!

With a furious roar, he lifted his arm and sent a fierce slash of Sword Qi flying forward.

Tang Rou gasped as she witnessed the scene. Even an ordinary Nine-Star Grandmaster couldn’t block a strike like that. This Lin Xuan was just a mere Three-Star Grandmaster; he would probably be turned to ash in an instant. Alas, all I can say is that this kid is far too arrogant.

The strike landed on Lin Xuan’s Golden Battle Robe, immediately shattering it. Seeing this, Tang Rou shook her head with a sigh. This Golden Battle Robe was a defensive artifact from Golden Sword Peak. Now that its defense was broken, Lin Xuan would surely be killed in the next instant.

But in the next moment, Lin Xuan’s figure flickered, and he instantly dodged the strike.

"How is that possible?" Tang Rou was astonished. "This kid’s speed is incredible!"

Jian Wushuang’s pupils contracted sharply. He had expected to finish it in one blow but had unexpectedly failed. Damn it! This kid’s speed is faster than I thought.

Gritting his teeth, Jian Wushuang prepared to strike again. This time, he wouldn’t let Lin Xuan escape.

Ahead, Lin Xuan finally raised his head and locked his gaze on Jian Wushuang, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes.

"Then you shall receive a strike from me!"

With those words, Lin Xuan waved his hand, thrusting his sword forward.

The moment this strike appeared, Tang Rou’s expression changed instantly. What is this? How is it possible? How could he possibly use such a Sword Technique?

Jian Wushuang’s pupils shrank violently as well. He found the swordsmanship Lin Xuan was using to be incredibly familiar. That’s the swordsmanship from the Sword Stele! That’s Sword One! He’s actually using Sword One! He’s mastered Sword One! Impossible!

He roared furiously and launched a frenzied counterattack. Sword Qi instantly erupted from his body and surged forward to clash with Lin Xuan’s Sword One.

BOOM!

A thunderous roar echoed through the air. Jian Wushuang’s Sword Qi was instantly torn apart, and he himself was forced to retreat continuously. His blood roiled, and his heart pounded with shock. His opponent had shattered his Sword Qi with a single strike. It was too incredible. Could this really be Sword One? Impossible. It’s an illusion. It must be an illusion. I don’t believe it!

Roaring with fury, he attacked once more. This time, he used his Ultimate Skill.

Star River Swordsmanship!

The Sword Qi surged like a magnificent river of stars, rushing forward with vast and boundless power. Its might was several times stronger than before.

Sensing this power, Tang Rou gasped again. Even she would likely have to go all out to face such a strike. I wonder if Lin Xuan can withstand it this time? Did that kid really use Sword One before?

Tang Rou’s eyes widened as she watched closely.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Lin Xuan simply struck again, swinging his sword forward. The strike seemed utterly ordinary, yet the power contained within it was terrifying.

His blade slashed into the Star River Sword Qi, instantly splitting the river of stars apart. Lin Xuan’s Sword Qi continued on with unstoppable momentum, slashing toward Jian Wushuang.

BOOM!

Jian Wushuang was sent flying. The Golden Battle Robe he wore shattered into pieces. Like a kite with a broken string, he flew off the mountain peak and soared into the air beyond.

Tang Rou gasped as she watched him disappear.

It really was Sword One! I didn’t see it wrong, and it wasn’t an illusion. That kid’s Sword Qi was indeed Sword One! He really mastered it! It’s too unbelievable! This kid’s talent is simply monstrous! No wonder he was so confident and didn’t take Jian Wushuang seriously. No wonder he could summon the Spirit Moon Cold Smoke Sword. It turns out he’s mastered the Dragon Illumination Swordsmanship!

「At the foot of the mountain.」

The people of the True Dragon Sect exclaimed when they heard the sounds of battle.

"They’re fighting! Someone’s making a move!"

"It must be Senior Brother Jian Wushuang, teaching that Lin Xuan a lesson."

"Hahaha, that kid is doomed!"

"Of course! There’s no way he could be a match for Senior Brother Jian Wushuang."

As they were discussing this, a sudden scream echoed from above. A figure flew down from the mountain peak, leaving a trail of blood in the sky. The crowd looked up, and upon seeing this, they began to cheer again.

"Haha, that Lin Xuan was knocked flying!"

"I knew it! How could he possibly be a match for Senior Brother Jian Wushuang?"

"He was probably sent flying with a single strike."

"Come on, let’s go see the kid’s miserable state!"

They rushed in the direction where the figure was landing. They wanted to savor the sight of Lin Xuan’s miserable and embarrassing expression and see if the kid still dared to act so arrogantly before their True Dragon Sect.

The disciples ran the fastest. When they reached the front and saw the figure that had been knocked out of the sky, they were all stunned speechless, frozen in place.

"Heavens! How is that possible?"

"I don’t believe it!"

"This is an illusion!"

They screamed, their faces filled with terror.

The elders further back were also stunned. What’s going on? What happened? They too looked on with curiosity. When they saw the figure lying on the ground, they were also left speechless.

"Jian Wushuang!"

The one knocked out of the sky, vomiting blood and gravely injured, was actually Jian Wushuang! How could this be? The elders were completely dumbfounded.

Even the Sect Leader’s expression changed dramatically. He hurried over, only to be stunned by the scene.

Moments ago, they had all assumed the one sent flying was Lin Xuan, and they had sneered with satisfaction. But now, they discovered that wasn’t the case at all. It wasn’t Lin Xuan who was defeated, but Jian Wushuang.

How was this possible? Jian Wushuang was their True Dragon Sect’s genius of the Sword Dao, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Nine-Star realm. He was a top-tier Nine-Star Grandmaster with unrivaled combat strength, an existence capable of suppressing all his peers! Who could possibly injure him? Was Lin Xuan’s strength really so heaven-defying? The thought made their scalps tingle.

Just then, someone else rushed down from the mountain. It was Tang Rou. She knew she couldn’t comprehend anything further, so she had also left Golden Sword Peak.

When everyone saw Tang Rou, they were taken aback.

An elder said, "I understand now! It couldn’t have been Lin Xuan. He doesn’t have the strength for this. It must have been Tang Rou! She’s the one who injured Jian Wushuang."

So that was it. Tang Rou was also a peak Nine-Star Grandmaster; she certainly had the strength to defeat Jian Wushuang.

But why would she interfere? We have no quarrel with her! Could it be that Tang Rou wanted to seize the Spirit Moon Cold Smoke Sword?

Thinking of this, everyone hurriedly looked at Jian Wushuang. They found that the Spirit Moon Cold Smoke Sword was nowhere on his person. Panic set in.

It really was Tang Rou! She injured Jian Wushuang and snatched the Spirit Moon Cold Smoke Sword!

Damn her! The elders glared at Tang Rou, their eyes filled with killing intent.