Ling Tian Sword God Chapter 68 - 67 Green Edge Sword Technique1

"Fool, daring to challenge Senior Brother Song Hailan, you’re truly seeking your own disgrace."

Yun Tianhe sneered. Being Song Hailan’s junior brother, he was all too aware of the latter’s strength. For Ling Chen to entertain ideas against Song Hailan, he was simply overestimating his abilities. He admired Ling Chen’s courage, but he also mocked Ling Chen’s foolishness.

Ling Chen smiled faintly and extended his palm, "Please."

"Please, my ass! Go to hell!"

Song Hailan showed no courtesy. With a gloomy expression, his True Qi roared out of his body without reservation. He took a step forward, his form shooting out like an arrow. One slash of his sword, seemingly mixed with the low sound of an energy explosion, thundered towards Ling Chen.

Seeing Song Hailan’s fierce attack, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat. This wasn’t a spar; Song Hailan blatantly wanted to beat Ling Chen to the ground.

Ling Chen, watching the speeding Song Hailan, showed no signs of evasion. His Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword was quietly drawn. He directly confronted Song Hailan with a head-on clash.

CLANG!

A crisp sound echoed as their swords heavily collided. The shockwave ford by the two clashing Sword Lights swept up gusts of wind.

As the shockwave swept through, both figures trembled and then retreated a few steps, appearing sowhat evenly matched.

Huh?

Xiao Muyu watched this scene, sowhat amazed. Back in the capital, Ling Chen had knocked out Li Tai, a Third Level Martial Artist, in a single move. Song Hailan’s strength is currently about the sa as Li Tai’s, so why are they evenly matched?

Song Hailan steadied his stance, but his pupils contracted slightly. He felt a faint stinging pain in his fist. Although Ling Chen’s True Qi wasn’t as potent as his, when their forces collided, if he hadn’t exerted his full strength, he probably would have been sent flying by Ling Chen’s sword strike.

Clearly, the quality of the True Qi Ling Chen cultivated was sowhat superior to his own. The cultivation technique Ling Chen practiced must be of a higher grade than his.

"No matter how powerful the cultivation technique you’ve practiced is, there’s still a difference in realm between you and . I could crush you with sheer power!" Song Hailan’s eyes were cold. He was a Third Level Martial Artist; Ling Chen was rely in the first realm. The gap between them was enough to ensure a crushing victory.

"Originally, to save face, I didn’t plan to fight you, to avoid others saying I was bullying the weak."

Song Hailan sneered, "Unfortunately, you brought this upon yourself. Has no one told you that it’s better to swallow your pride when you lack sufficient ability? Actively seeking confrontation like this, you’re truly asking for humiliation!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Chen chuckled lightly and said, "If I encounter an opponent I cannot defeat, I will naturally swallow my pride. Unfortunately, you do not fall into that category."

"Is that so? Then let show you right now whether I fall into that category or not."

A trace of viciousness flashed in Song Hailan’s eyes. A dark cyan True Qi suddenly poured from his palm into his sword, which began to radiate an astonishing cyan Sword Light, seemingly extending the Long Sword by several inches. A sharp fluctuation emanated from it.

"Green Edge Sword Technique?" Seeing the cyan Sword Light erge from the tip of Song Hailan’s sword, so of the surrounding disciples’ expressions changed, and they exclaid in surprise.

"The Green Edge Sword Technique is a Lower-grade Heaven Level martial art! I didn’t expect Song Hailan to have mastered this sword technique. As expected of Vice-Head Ye’s direct disciple, truly remarkable."

The disciples all voiced their surprise.

Hearing this, a confident arc ford on Song Hailan’s lips. Indeed, this Green Edge Sword Technique was a Lower-grade Heaven Level martial art.

Ling Chen’s gaze also swept over the cyan Sword Light. Lower-grade Heaven Level, Green Edge Sword Technique... This was indeed Ye Nantian’s thod. He hadn’t expected Song Hailan to have cultivated it as well. From the looks of it, Song Hailan had only grasped the basics. However, for the Martial Master Realm, it should be considered quite good.

"The Green Edge Sword Technique is indeed powerful, but its effectiveness depends on whose hands it’s in. Your mastery of this swordsmanship has probably only reached about three points of the Green Edge Sword Technique’s essence. No, it should be less than three points," Ling Chen said with a faint smile.

"So what if it’s only three points? It’s more than enough to defeat you!"

Song Hailan’s pupils constricted. His gaze icy, he shot forward, his Long Sword cutting through the air as it thrust fiercely towards Ling Chen.

Wherever the sword edge passed, it seed as if the very air was being torn apart.

The crowd stared intently at the rapidly approaching sword tip, its sharpness causing their pores to tighten and goosebumps to form on their skin.

So powerful!

The disciples closest to the confrontation retreated one after another, intimidated by the sword’s fierce aura.

Yet, before this onslaught, Ling Chen’s figure remained unmoved.

Ling Chen stomped his foot, his body lunging forward like a pouncing leopard. Faced with Song Hailan’s sharp offensive, he still chose not to dodge, a sight that astonished many onlookers.

"Courting death!"

Song Hailan grinned viciously. The sword tip, shimring with cyan light, didn’t pause in the slightest as it stabbed towards Ling Chen’s throat like a bolt of lightning.

At this mont, Ling Chen’s Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword was already in motion, directly colliding head-on with the cyan-glinting Long Sword.

CLANG!

Violent True Qi fluctuations swept out, seemingly causing the very ground to tremble. The nurous disciples stared intently at the point where the two Sword Lights t.

"Break!"

A cold light flashed in Ling Chen’s eyes. The heavy sword in his hand twisted, then was suddenly and rapidly withdrawn. In the next instant, with lightning speed that left no ti to cover one’s ears, it struck Song Hailan’s sword blade once more.

CRACK!

The Sword Light from Ling Chen’s strike flared. Song Hailan’s Long Sword abruptly halted. Then, everyone heard a subtle cracking sound. Next, their eyes widened bit by bit as cracks rapidly spiderwebbed across the blade of Song Hailan’s sword.

"What?"

The Long Sword in his hand shattered into several pieces. A horrified look erged in Song Hailan’s eyes as he hastily shot backward in a disheveled manner.

Ling Chen did not pursue; victory was already decided. But the surroundings were plunged into a deathly silence. Astonished gazes were fixed on Ling Chen’s slender figure. They found it hard to imagine Ling Chen capable of such a feat: not only breaking the Green Edge Sword Technique but also destroying Song Hailan’s weapon.

Just how much power would that require?

How is this possible? Yun Tianhe and Yang Song stared dumbfoundedly at the scene. Song Hailan, a Third Level Martial Artist, was actually no match for Ling Chen, a re First Layer Martial Master?

"Ling Chen, did you tamper with your weapon?" Yun Tianhe’s face darkened. He refused to believe that Song Hailan would lose to Ling Chen in a direct confrontation.

"Tamper? You overestimate your senior brother. I only used sixty percent of my strength," Ling Chen replied nonchalantly.

What? Only sixty percent of his strength? The disciples couldn’t help but exchange glances, half-believing and half-doubting Ling Chen’s words.

"Hahaha! This is the biggest joke I’ve ever heard in my life!" Song Hailan couldn’t maintain his composure. He had rely lost one move due to carelessness, yet this damn brat was belittling him to such an extent, even daring to claim he had only used sixty percent of his strength. How could he not be enraged?