72: Chapter 71 Challenge to a Duel 72: Chapter 71 Challenge to a Duel “Three months from now, a life-and-death duel!” Lin Xuan’s voice rang out powerfully, stunning everyone around him.
“Has this kid gone mad, wanting to challenge Zhang Qian?”
“Haha, I’m dying of laughter, who does he think he is, a peerless genius?”
The people around all shook their heads, and those following Zhang Qian burst into loud laughter.
“Kid, you’ve got guts, daring to challenge ,” Zhang Qian, full of disdain, said, “Very well, I’ll let you struggle for survival for three more months.
In three months, I will torture and kill you in front of everyone!”
“Damn!
Zhang Qian has actually accepted the challenge, and it’s a life-and-death one!” The crowd around them boiled with excitent.
There wasn’t a ripple in Lin Xuan’s eyes; he was confident in himself that he would definitely win in three months.
Thinking this, Lin Xuan didn’t pay any more attention to the gazes of the people around him but left the Cultivation Tower together with Ye Qing.
After Lin Xuan left, the news also instantly spread throughout the Inner Sect.
Almost everyone was mocking Lin Xuan’s arrogance, and so had even predicted the dire condition Lin Xuan would find himself in three months.
“Lin Xuan, you’re too reckless.
Zhang Qian is a cultivator of the Eighth Rank of Pulse Condensation, and with his frequent missions, he has a wealth of combat experience.
To challenge such a person…”
Cultivation slowed down the deeper one went, and Ye Qing couldn’t believe that Lin Xuan could rise to the Eighth Rank of Pulse Condensation in three months, and she couldn’t help but worry about him inwardly.
“Don’t worry, senior sister, I know what I am doing,” Lin Xuan said calmly.
After saying goodbye to Ye Qing, Lin Xuan returned to his own small courtyard.
Today’s challenge was just a minor episode; he knew that this day would inevitably co.
As long as he could fully comprehend one layer of Sword Intent Seed within these three months, defeating Zhang Qian would be easy as pie.
His greatest gain was still in the Spirit Space; without any external help, he relied on his own strength to fight, pushing his abilities to their limits.
Such virtual combat could still provide feedback to his body after Lin Xuan returned to reality, a thod he couldn’t help but admire.
In the path of the sword, perfecting swordsmanship would reveal a trace of Sword Force, which involved levels like entry-level, Small Success, Great Success, and Perfection; only after Sword Force cos Sword Intent.
In the Outer Door, Lin Xuan and people like Jiang Yulong were only at the entry-level Realm of Sword Force, hardly able to harness much power.
But now, Lin Xuan had a Sword Intent Seed inside him; just by grasping ten percent of it, he could trample most people underfoot.
By his estimation, the power of Sword Intent he could currently wield was rely equivalent to the Small Success of Sword Force; one could say he hadn’t even touched the basics of Sword Intent.
“I’ll go to the Cultivation Tower again tomorrow,” Lin Xuan decided.
The next day, Lin Xuan walked alone on the road.
Those Inner Sect Disciples pointed and whispered as they saw him, but Lin Xuan just smiled it off.
He headed straight for the third level of the Cultivation Tower, found a vacant room, and went inside.
Sitting cross-legged on the Array, Lin Xuan once again entered the Spirit Space.
For four consecutive days, Lin Xuan spent two hours each day in the Spirit Space; he had now passed the stage of Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation.
Boom!
The bronze door slowly opened, and Lin Xuan walked out deep in thought.
He could no longer afford to waste ti; he had spent ten hours in the Spirit Space.
With a thought, he went to the administration departnt inside the Cultivation Tower to inquire about how to obtain more use ti.
The steward responsible for the third level, a man in his thirties, listened to Lin Xuan’s question and answered expressionlessly: “There are three ways, the first being buying ti with spiritual stones, one thousand low-grade spiritual stones for one hour.”
“One thousand low-grade spiritual stones!” Lin Xuan’s eyes widened in shock; he now finally understood why Ye Qing had shown such an expression earlier.
That was damn expensive!
“And the other two ways?” asked Lin Xuan.
The steward glanced at him indifferently but continued, “The second way is based on the ranks on the Stele; different ranks get different usage tis.”
“The third way is to exchange Battle rit Points, one hundred Battle rit Points for an hour.”
“I see,” Lin Xuan thought to himself, understanding the three options.
He wouldn’t be able to attain any of them in a short period and thought it looked like he would have to find another way to cultivate for now.
He felt sowhat disappointed and left.
At that mont, a few disciples looked towards Lin Xuan’s retreating figure and sneered maliciously, “That guy is Lin Xuan, who dares to oppose Brother Zhang Qian.
Shi Kun, go teach him a lesson!”
A slightly chubby youth laughed, “I haven’t made a move in a long ti.
I’ll use this kid to practice!”
The chubby youth nad Shi Kun grinned and chased after Lin Xuan, with several other youths leisurely following behind.
“Junior Brother, please wait a mont!”
A voice sounded from behind Lin Xuan, and soon after, a white and chubby figure appeared in front of him.
“Is there sothing?” Lin Xuan asked, looking at the fatty in front of him.
“I was wondering if Junior Brother would be interested in a challenge?” the fatty said with a grin.
“There’s a decent prize if you win.”
“Oh?
A challenge.” Lin Xuan glanced at the Divine Power Group logo on the fatty’s chest and showed a semi-smiling expression, “What prize?
Can it involve ti in the Cultivation Tower?”
“Cultivation Tower ti?” Shi Kun’s plump face stiffened imdiately.
Was this guy joking?
“Junior Brother might not know this, but the ti in the Cultivation Tower is tied to the individual and cannot be transferred.”
Lin Xuan shrugged, “Then I’m not interested.”
Having said this, he was about to leave, but who knew that Shi Kun would block Lin Xuan once again with a quick step.
“Junior Brother, don’t be hasty.
There might not be any ti in the Cultivation Tower, but there are other good items,” Shi Kun tempted.
“For example, so materials.”
“Do you have any materials that can repair the soul?” Lin Xuan asked indifferently.
Fatty Shi Kun nearly went mad.
Who exactly was this guy, demanding such a rare material just like that?
If they weren’t at a place where fighting was forbidden, he would have beaten him up long ago.
“We don’t have that,” Shi Kun said unnaturally.
“Nothing at all, not interested!” Lin Xuan turned and walked away.
Shi Kun almost beca desperate.
They had agreed to teach this kid a lesson, but this kid was not taking the bait.
In the Inner Sect, to fight soone, one needed to go to the arena.
There were two types of arenas, one for sparring without lethal consequences and the other was the Life and Death Arena where Lin Xuan and Zhang Qian’s battle would take place in three months.
“Hey, Junior Brother, wait!” Shi Kun cursed inwardly but still called out to Lin Xuan.
“Fine, five hundred spiritual stones!” Lin Xuan turned around and said.
Shi Kun hesitated, as five hundred low-grade spiritual stones was not a small sum.
“Agree to it!” the other disciples whispered from the side.
“Fine!
Five hundred it is!” Shi Kun gritted his teeth.
Little guy, wait until we get on the arena, I’ll give you a good beating!
“Lead the way.” Lin Xuan felt elated inside.
With the chance to get five hundred spiritual stones, how could he refuse?
Soon, the group arrived in front of the sparring arena.
Sparring was very popular within the Inner Sect, as it could improve one’s strength and also offer rewards.
Many disciples were obsessed with it.
The sparring between Lin Xuan and Shi Kun undoubtedly attracted everyone’s attention.
“Eh, this kid only has the cultivation of the Sixth Rank of Mystical Realm.
He actually wants to spar with Shi Kun?”
“He must have been tricked by Shi Kun, poor kid.”
Nearby disciples whispered among themselves, so with sympathy, and so with ridicule.
In their eyes, Lin Xuan was just a newcor who had been duped, destined only to be beaten.
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