Ling Tian Sword God Chapter 318 - 317 Great Luo Illusory Realm1

"Green Edge Sword Technique, Heart Execution!"

With an angry roar, Yun Tianhe channeled his True Qi to its limit. A dark green Sword Light shot out like an azure ray, breaking forth with an unstoppable force.

CRACK!

The Sword Light flashed, and the Green Edge sword qi shattered. Ling Chen pressed step by step towards Yun Tianhe.

"Damn it."

Yun Tianhe was startled. Even though he knew the Green Edge Sword Technique wouldn’t stop Ling Chen’s counterattack, its imdiate collapse still took him by surprise. His heart pounded, and panic set in. But as he saw Ling Chen steadily approaching, seemingly ignoring his presence, anger filled him. He found Ling Chen’s arrogance unbearable. Does he really think I’m powerless against him?

"Moon Breaker Sword!"

With a heavy stomp of his right foot, Yun Tianhe grasped his sword with both hands and charged forward. The violent, dark green True Qi followed a unique and inscrutable pathway, all of it converging onto the sword’s tip. The next mont, at the tip of his sword, the True Qi ford into a crescent moon. The crescent moon spun rapidly, tearing through everything.

"Let’s see how you block this..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Tianhe’s expression froze. In his sight, the seemingly unstoppable Remnant Moon sword qi was split in two by Ling Chen’s sword before it could even reach him, turning into nothingness. Then, a dazzling Sword Light filled his vision, blinding him to everything else.

RIP!

The clothes on his chest were torn, and Yun Tianhe was flung backward, tumbling down from the Dueling platform.

One-shot!

Witnessing this scene, the expressions of the young onlookers changed dramatically.

"Tianhe didn’t lose unfairly; they’re not on the sa level at all," comnted an Elder of the Divine Intent Sect.

"Victory goes to Ling Chen!"

With the verdict announced, the referee of the fifth group stroked his chin and smiled slightly. As expected, Ling Chen had the caliber to challenge for the top ten in this Martial World tournant. The most hopeful mbers of this fifth group were none other than Wei Qingyi and Ling Chen.

Below the platform, the audience was both surprised and heatedly discussing the match.

"Another dark horse has erged! That sword of his moved so fast."

"Initially, we thought the only remarkable contestants in group five were Wei Qingyi and Leng Wu Xue, but now it doesn’t seem so. At the very least, this Ling Chen is every bit as formidable."

"I agree, his swordsmanship is just too fast. His opponent was Yun Tianhe, a fellow prodigy from the Divine Intent Sect, yet he was defeated in an instant. It even startled . I just wonder how much of his real strength he used."

"Perhaps around seventy or eighty percent."

Hearing the spectators’ discussion, Leng Wu Xue shook his head subtly. As a swordsman himself, he could certainly perceive Ling Chen’s depth. Ling Chen’s strength went far deeper than what he showed; it might even surpass Wei Qingyi’s.

Intriguing. The prodigies from the outside Jianghu are not to be underestimated, he mused.

Wei Qingyi’s face revealed a hint of battle spirit. He had not expected that, beyond Xue Wu Ya, wielder of the Northern Snow Divine Sword, there would be another genius swordsman here who could make his blood boil with excitent.

"Ling Chen versus Lu Yu!"

"Ling Chen wins!"

"Ling Chen versus Yang Yi!"

"I concede!"

Ling Chen’s power was evident to all. The following battles were exceedingly smooth. Either he defeated his enemy in one move, or the opponent conceded on their own. He encountered no substantial resistance.

The other mbers of the Divine Intent Sect also had more victories than losses, performing exceptionally well in their respective groups.

"It seems that quite a few people from our Sect will be able to make it onto the Heavenly List this ti."

From the sidelines, Shangguan Qiushui walked over. Her current battle record was the sa as Ling Chen’s; both were undefeated. However, it wasn’t over yet, and they didn’t know what formidable opponents they might still encounter.

"That’s a good thing. The more people who enter the Heavenly List, the more Dragon Vein Qi it can bring to our Sect."

Ling Chen nodded. At least for now, everyone’s progress looked promising.

But this was only temporary. The truly formidable opponents were still to co.

His target was the Martial Arts Monunt. These current fights were rely for practice and accumulation. The real display of power would co in the second round.

"Oh, Xiao Yin has encountered a formidable opponent!"

At this mont, Shangguan Qiushui’s slightly surprised voice was heard. Their attention was drawn to match fifteen. The two participants on the Dueling platform were none other than Ling Yin and a dashing young talent who had crossed swords with Ling Chen in the previous Sword Conference—Luo Xibai, the ninth on the Heavenly List, also known as the "Reckless Scholar."

"Her luck isn’t great."

Ling Chen nodded. Indeed, it was a bit early to encounter an opponent like Luo Xibai in the first round, but it didn’t matter. Ling Chen’s expectation for Ling Yin was to reach at least the top ten in this Martial World tournant. So, even against Luo Xibai, Ling Chen believed Ling Yin could handle him.

If others knew Ling Chen’s expectations, they would surely ridicule him for being unrealistic. How easy could it be to reach the top ten? In this Martial World tournant, there were many leaders of the younger generation. How could an obscure little girl possibly achieve such results?

"Little girl, you’re no match for . It would be more appropriate if your brother ca. Go back and train for another three years."

Luo Xibai looked at Ling Yin, then shook his head. This girl, rely fourteen or fifteen, participating in the Martial World tournant... she’s too rash. What does she take this tournant for?

"Pretty boy, if *you* go back and train for three years, you *might* just be my opponent," Ling Yin retorted sarcastically.

"Such a sharp tongue for a little girl. I hope you haven’t only learned your brother’s verbal jabs."

Luo Xibai’s expression turned sowhat displeased. To be ridiculed by a girl so much younger than himself... If I don’t teach her a good lesson today, I, the ninth on the Heavenly List, will lose all face!

"Snow Dance Fills the Sky!"

With a sudden move, Luo Xibai snapped open his Folding Fan. The fan’s montum billowed upwards, seemingly defying the heavens. Suddenly, it was as if a heavy snowfall was descending upon the Dueling platform, the power of the fan filling the air.

With a serious gaze, Ling Yin stood unmoving, apparently letting Luo Xibai’s attack co right at her.

SWOOSH!

The overwhelming fan force passed through Ling Yin’s body, penetrating directly through.

As his attack fell flat, Luo Xibai was montarily surprised. However, he soon realized what was happening. A gleam appeared in his eyes. "So it’s an Illusion Technique? Interesting!"

"Fan Dance Long Dragon!"

Luo Xibai swung his fan again. His technique transford into a long dragon, fiercely sweeping towards Ling Yin.

The last ti he fought Ling Chen at the Sword Conference, he was defeated in only three moves. It wasn’t that his skills were poor, but rather that he had lost to Ling Chen before he could even deploy his signature move.

This ti, he was determined to avenge his past disgrace and have a true showdown with Ling Chen. How could he possibly lose to Ling Chen’s sister?

"Grand Luo Illusory Realm!"

Ling Yin knew Luo Xibai was no ordinary genius. Her pretty face was solemn as she shouted sharply. An intangible power suddenly enveloped the entire Dueling platform, instantly changing the surrounding environnt.

At the sa ti, from a distance, the figures of the two people on the Dueling platform beca very blurry, as if shrouded in a thin layer of fog.

When Illusionists faced warriors, the environnt itself was their greatest advantage. Illusion Techniques could alter the surroundings, confusing an opponent’s mind and drawing them into a completely unfamiliar Illusory Realm, thereby inducing them to make misjudgnts. Moreover, Illusionists had mastery over their Illusory Realms, allowing them to manipulate their opponents at will.