CHAPTER 508: CHAPTER 507 GENTLEMAN OF THE WIND_1

As soon as Ling Chen finished speaking, a flurry of commotion arose in the entire square. The Gentleman of the Wind ranked seventh on the Young Master List, his Cultivation having reached the Great Master Ninth Level. In the entire Martial World, except for the famous Four Outstanding Talents, probably no one else possessed the qualification and strength to best him within ten moves. Yet now, this teenager, barely eighteen, was daring to make such bold claims. Even though many people knew Ling Chen was quite powerful, they couldn’t help but shake their heads; this guy was truly too arrogant.

Xu Ruoyan was also startled by Ling Chen’s remark, her slender hand clenching involuntarily. This guy, as expected, still loves to act so impulsively.

In the Sky, hearing Ling Chen’s outrageous words, the Gentleman of the Wind burst into laughter out of extreme anger.

"Fine! I, the Gentleman of the Wind, accept your challenge. I will withstand your ten moves! I want to see what qualifications you have to act so arrogantly?!" he roared.

"Whether I am arrogant or not will soon become clear."

Ling Chen’s expression remained unchanged. CLANG! He unsheathed the Thunder Shadow Sword, and the atmosphere in the venue instantly became tense.

Seeing Ling Chen make such a promise, the faces of Shangguan Qiushui and others from the Divine Intent Sect changed slightly. Although Ling Chen’s strength had greatly increased, wanting to defeat the Gentleman of the Wind within ten moves was too much of a stretch. If he fails, they feared the Gentleman of the Wind wouldn’t show mercy and would likely, under the pretext of exterminating a demon, kill Ling Chen right here.

"I believe in Brother Ling Chen," Ling Yin said, resting her chin in her hand. She kept her focus on the two men at the center of the arena, her large eyes blinking.

"Ling Chen, be careful," Xia Yunxin reminded in a low voice from behind him. "The comprehensive strength of this Gentleman of the Wind is much greater than Xie Zhiqiu’s. He has high achievements in the Sword Way; he isn’t an opponent who can be easily defeated."

All she could do now was help Ling Chen analyze the situation and try to buy some time, praying that Liu Xiling would receive the message she sent as soon as possible and take action. Otherwise, Ling Chen definitely wouldn’t leave the Sky Void Palace alive today.

Ling Chen nodded slightly. This Gentleman of the Wind indeed had an impressive demeanor, certainly not comparable to Xie Zhiqiu.

Seeing Ling Chen nod, Xia Yunxin slowly backed away, leaving a spacious area in the Sky for the two men.

As the crowd retreated, the whispers in the square below also considerably decreased. Regarding Ling Chen, this young man who had made a strong comeback, many had heard rumors about him in Jianghu, including the news of him overpowering a group of demons to become the Demonic Path Saint Child. However, when they heard Ling Chen brazenly claim he could defeat the Gentleman of the Wind within ten moves, many simply stood aside, watching with cold eyes. Some warriors who had a close relationship with the Gentleman of the Wind couldn’t help but shake their heads in mockery, dismissing Ling Chen as just a young, arrogant lad, regardless of his impressive strength.

Dong Shenglong had once again taken his seat at the head. Watching the two people in the arena, a subtle sneer touched his lips. If the Gentleman of the Wind kills Ling Chen, then even if the Saint Witch Religion wants revenge, they won’t be able to blame the Sky Void Palace. This way, they can maintain the dignity of the Sky Void Palace while avoiding risks. It’s a perfect, flawless plan, killing two birds with one stone.

Beneath the wedding platform, Xu Ruoyan couldn’t help but lift her pretty face. As her bright eyes fell upon that young figure, she felt as if she couldn’t look away. She stared dazedly at the familiar face. Compared to the last time she saw him in the Human Emperor’s Underground Palace, he had become much less naive and much more fierce and sharp. It was evident from his face that Ling Chen must have undergone many bloody trials during this period.

The truth was, her father Xu Feihong’s death had little to do with Ling Chen; Liu Xiling was the murderer. She was just heartbroken and angry, hating Ling Chen for not telling her the truth, for shielding his own mother.

In Ling Chen’s eyes, she wasn’t even worth a single strand of Liu Xiling’s hair, and he didn’t care at all about her father’s death. This was what chilled her heart the most.

The Gentleman of the Wind glared at the young Swordsman before him, a sense of irritation brewing within. A year ago, Ling Chen had been nothing more than a junior. Although he had gained some fame in Jianghu, in my eyes, he was insignificant. Yet, only a year has passed, and this brat dares to propose a ten-move duel with me. Such a change is truly heaven and earth apart.

"Little Demon, today I’ll show you the might of the Gentleman Sword!"

The Gentleman of the Wind gripped his Treasure Sword. A formidable, turquoise True Qi gushed out from his body, coating its surface and churning continuously. As the True Qi poured into the blade, it suddenly emanated countless Sword Flowers, all piercingly fierce.

Glancing at the gloomy-looking Gentleman of the Wind, Ling Chen’s voice remained steady. He plunged his Thunder Shadow Sword into the ground before him and said faintly, "Your Excellency should know that this marriage proposal holds little sincerity, because she simply doesn’t like you. At best, it’s merely a political marriage. Why insist on becoming a sacrificial pawn?"

"Shut up! I don’t need a whelp like you to tell me what to do!"

The Gentleman of the Wind chuckled angrily. His palm tightened, his True Qi fluctuated, and in an instant, the power of the Gentleman Sword in his hand intensified by three degrees. An invisible Sword Intent suddenly radiated from him.

In a flash, the Sword Intent spread out, filled with an aura of Great Ethic and Immortality, pervading more than half of the venue.

"Second-stage Sword Intent!"

Many powerful Sword Dao Masters in the venue nodded in approval. The Gentleman of the Wind’s Sword Intent was sharp and stable, containing two powerful attributes. Without a doubt, it had already reached the second stage of Sword Intent.

"How about that, Ling Chen? What do you think of my Sword Intent?"

A trace of self-satisfaction appeared on the Gentleman of the Wind’s face. In terms of achievements in the Sword Way, he was confident that no one in the younger generation could surpass him.

Ling Chen extended his hand, then suddenly clenched his five fingers. As his hand closed, the Thunder Shadow Sword, lodged in the ground, instantly surged out, transforming into a streak of light that flashed back into his grasp.

Observing Ling Chen’s casual display of skill, many in the square exclaimed in surprise. Controlling a weapon from such a distance required an incredibly high level of precision with the Treasure Sword. They hadn’t expected Ling Chen, at his young age, to possess such control.

The title of Genius Swordsman was not unearned.

"Ten moves," Ling Chen murmured, leveling the Thunder Shadow Sword at the Gentleman of the Wind.

His face twitching slightly, the Gentleman of the Wind wasted no more words. His azure Gentleman Sword trembled violently. The vigorous True Qi fluctuations shook the air, creating continuous ripples.

Under his control, the astonishing Sword Intent suddenly converged above the Gentleman of the Wind’s head. Then, resembling a colossal wave, it ferociously swept towards Ling Chen.

At this moment, it was like a great storm at sea savagely attacking a small boat. It seemed capable of capsizing the vessel with a single strike, consigning it to unrecoverable doom.