CHAPTER 510: CHAPTER 509: DEFEAT_1

Hearing Ling Chen’s words, the Gentleman of the Wind burst into a cold laugh. His momentum seemed steady yet elevating. He looked up coldly at Ling Chen and said, "I’d like to see how you plan to defeat me within three moves!"

Ling Chen responded with a nonchalant smile. His True Qi surged within him like a raging flood. He sheathed the Thunder Shadow Sword and unsheathed the Red Sky Sword. Instantly, a scorching wave of energy radiated from Ling Chen.

Once the Red Sky Sword was drawn, Ling Chen’s Sword Momentum instantly became vastly different from before. It was as if a Sharp Sword hung high above his head, emanating boundless sharpness.

The Gentleman of the Wind also sensed Ling Chen’s sudden surge in Sword Momentum, and his expression turned slightly grave. His True Qi also circulated at full power. Under the watchful eyes of experts from all corners of the Martial World, if he were truly defeated by Ling Chen within ten moves today, it would be a severe blow to his reputation. More importantly, he would lose immense face before Xu Ruoyan and become a laughingstock. This is absolutely intolerable! he thought. So, even if I must exhaust all my strength, I will definitely withstand all of Ling Chen’s subsequent attacks!

As his determination solidified, a fierce glint flashed through the Gentleman of the Wind’s eyes. Green light surged around him, and a dazzling character for ’Gentleman’ materialized between his brows.

An aura of great righteousness suddenly swept out.

The two, who had suddenly fallen silent in the venue, drew everyone’s attention. Some of the more powerful individuals present could sense the considerable and surging Sword Momentum emanating from them. Evidently, the upcoming clash would be unprecedentedly fierce. This round would also reveal whether Ling Chen was arrogant and ignorant, or if the Gentleman of the Wind truly lacked strength!

Sensing the powerful fluctuations emanating from the two in the center of the venue, many people quieted down, their expressions a mixture of gravity and anticipation. Such a formidable clash between members of the younger generation was indeed rare in the Five Kingdoms.

"This brat really knows how to stir up trouble wherever he goes. Thankfully, he’s no longer a disciple of my Divine Intent Sect. Otherwise, he would surely bring great disaster upon our Divine Intent Sect!"

In a certain section of the venue, Ye Nantian, the Deputy Sect Master of the Divine Intent Sect, was also watching this battle. Witnessing Ling Chen’s burgeoning Sword Intent, he couldn’t help but mutter gravely.

I didn’t expect that the wet-behind-the-ears brat from back then would have grown to such an extent by now.

However, I’m not particularly worried that Ling Chen can kick up any significant waves. After all, so many experts are gathered here today. Even if Ling Chen luckily defeats the Gentleman of the Wind, how could he possibly escape this impenetrable venue?

Ling Chen, naturally, couldn’t hear Ye Nantian’s low words. As the True Qi within him surged ever more powerfully, he slowly opened his slightly closed eyes. His gaze fell upon the Gentleman of the Wind, who stood not far away, already on high alert. Ling Chen offered a faint smile and then, suddenly, drew his sword.

As his sword flashed, Ling Chen’s figure trembled for an instant, enveloped by a crimson radiance. Then, amidst a low hum, he vanished strangely!

Ling Chen’s abrupt disappearance immediately caused gasps of astonishment from the entire crowd. Many experts were aghast to realize that they hadn’t sensed his disappearance at all. Such speed... it was as terrifyingly elusive and indefensible as a phantom.

"Trifling Tricks!"

The Gentleman of the Wind’s pupils shrank. Immediately, his Sword Intent flared. It was as if a third eye had opened between his brows, his concentration pushed to its peak. In the next moment, he detected a blurry, crimson figure.

In that mere instant, his opponent had already closed in on his right side, only four or five meters away.

His expression changed. The Gentleman of the Wind hastily swung his sword to meet the attack, his body simultaneously leaning back sharply.

"Heavenly Fire Burning Plains!"

Ling Chen, holding the Red Sky Sword, had what appeared to be incredibly fierce Flames burning on its blade. As he swung the sword, vast swathes of Burning sword qi swept out, forming what looked like waves of fire in the air, resembling a sea of fire clouds.

"Not good!"

Seeing the frenzied sweep of the Burning sword qi, some weaker disciples, unable to dodge in time, were directly hit. They vomited blood and were sent flying.

The sudden, ferocious Sword Energy had the greatest impact on the Gentleman of the Wind, who was closest. Therefore, even though his strength was formidable, he still suffered a moment of distraction, and the True Qi within him faltered!

CLANG!

Sparks flew. The ground beneath the Gentleman of the Wind’s feet instantly caved in. Behind him, a large crack appeared, stretching for more than ten meters.

After exerting immense effort to block Ling Chen’s sword, the Gentleman of the Wind’s expression suddenly darkened. He parried Ling Chen’s Red Sky Sword and his figure shot back rapidly. At the same time, streams of green True Qi poured unceasingly into his Gentleman Sword.

"Blue Dragon Gazing at the Moon!"

Seemingly sensing the terrifying nature of Ling Chen’s Sword Momentum, the Gentleman of the Wind was the first to let out a sharp cry. He thrust his sword, and the azure Sword Light, resembling an azure dragon, lunged forth.

The intense fluctuations spread out continuously like ripples on water. The terrifying pressure brought by the Blue Dragon Sword Qi made even the distant spectators in the square turn pale. This strike from the Gentleman of the Wind caused even Yun Qinghong and Su Ziling to wear grave expressions.

The Blue Dragon-shaped sword qi magnified rapidly in Ling Chen’s pupils. A moment later, Ling Chen finally made his move. Faced with the formidable oncoming attack, he did not retreat even half a step. Gripping his sword with both hands, he infused it with True Qi. The Flames on the Red Sky Sword seemed to flare up another foot, and the entire sword blade turned crimson!

The air around the Red Sky Sword seemed to visibly distort, and scalding heatwaves radiated out, one after another.

Gazing at the rapidly approaching Blue Dragon Sword Qi, Ling Chen gave a slight smile to the stern-faced Gentleman of the Wind, who was behind the Blue Dragon. Then, with fingers tightening around the hilt, he suddenly swung the Flame-covered Red Sky Sword upwards from below, cleaving through the Void!

Red Sky Sword Art, Second Style: Melting Stones Flowing Gold!

This sword strike had no discernible technique to speak of. Under the gazes of countless people below, it looked as if Ling Chen had just swung an ordinary sword, colliding head-on with the Blue Dragon Sword Qi unleashed by the Gentleman of the Wind, with a death-defying posture.

This seemingly lopsided collision caused many to shake their heads inwardly. Young people are indeed too rash...

Regarding this collision, even Xu Ruoyan couldn’t help but bite her red lip, her slender hands, hidden in her sleeves, trembling slightly. This strike from the Gentleman of the Wind exerted an indescribable pressure even on her.

Under the gazes from all around, Ling Chen’s Sword Light, which didn’t appear overly powerful, finally collided with the massive Blue Dragon Sword Light. In that instant, the entire sky seemed to fall silent!

"The final strike!"

The instant the two swords met, the Gentleman of the Wind saw Ling Chen’s lips move, the corners of his mouth curling into a subtle, cold smile. He vaguely heard the words spoken by his opponent.

Before the Gentleman of the Wind could fully react, a terrifying sword qi, potent enough to make his very soul tremble with fear, erupted from the blade of Ling Chen’s sword before him.

The dreadfulness of this power caused even someone of the Gentleman of the Wind’s caliber to have his pupils shrink sharply!

BANG!

A thunderous roar resounded through the heavens. Countless people on the square looked up in horror to see that dense Flame Sword Qi had already formed a conflagration in the center of the square. The entire center of the vast venue was engulfed by waves of fire. In the next moment, a violent storm of Flames surged out from within. Wherever the Flames reached, the Blue Dragon illusion, despite its immense size, rapidly dissipated as if it were ice and snow meeting boiling oil. It appeared utterly incapable of resisting.

SPURT! SPURT!

When the last vestige of the Blue Dragon Sword Light’s power was incinerated, the human figure hidden within it was finally exposed. The terrifying power that erupted in that instant cascaded onto his body like a torrent. Immediately, under the gazes of countless onlookers, a mouthful of crimson blood sprayed out. The Gentleman of the Wind’s body was flung into the air like a bird with broken wings.

The figure flew backward rapidly across the square under countless shocked gazes. Only when he was still several meters from the ground did Dong Shenglong, who was on the wedding platform with a somewhat grim expression, wave his sleeve. A gentle force caught the Gentleman of the Wind, and he was slowly lowered to the ground.

When he landed, the Gentleman of the Wind’s face was deathly pale, his mouth stained with blood, and there was a hint of terror in his eyes.

The surrounding gazes fixed on the terrified Gentleman of the Wind, and for a time, there was dead silence. Everyone exchanged glances, the horror lingering in their eyes making it difficult for them to accept this reality.

A junior, not yet eighteen years old, had actually defeated the Gentleman of the Wind—ranked seventh on the Young Master List—within a mere ten moves. Such terrifying strength... it truly felt too dreamlike...

"He actually defeated the Gentleman of the Wind in less than ten moves..."

Xu Ruoyan’s red lips parted slightly, remaining so for a long time. Her beautiful face was filled with astonishment. The groom-to-be I so carefully selected... isn’t even a match for the current Ling Chen within ten moves?

"Incredible, truly incredible. If it were me facing that Swordsmanship, even I would struggle greatly."

A hint of astonishment surfaced in Su Ziling’s eyes, and for the first time, his expression became serious. Even he had felt pressure from those earlier Sword techniques. It’s evident that Ling Chen is still very unaccustomed to this set of Swordsmanship, not yet proficient. If he were to master it completely, his strength would likely increase severalfold.

"Indeed. The level of this Swordsmanship is likely terrifyingly high."

Yun Qinghong’s eyes also glinted sharply. Ling Chen’s Swordsmanship is exceptionally profound and subtle, superior to any Sword techniques we have ever witnessed.

"Brother Ling Chen really didn’t disappoint me!"

On another side of the venue, Ling Yin was practically jumping for joy, dancing and exclaiming, "I told you! How could that Gentleman of the Wind possibly be Brother Ling Chen’s opponent? Now that he’s been defeated in front of so many people, does he still have the face to marry Sister Xu Ruoyan?"

"Naturally. The Gentleman of the Wind is, after all, a successor of the Myriad Dao Sect and a person of status and reputation in the Jianghu. Since he gave his word, he will certainly honor it."

And indeed, as if on cue, the Gentleman of the Wind, after being stunned for a moment, finally came back to his senses. He then gave a bitter smile and cupped his hands towards Xu Ruoyan beside him, saying, "I have lost. I will no longer interfere in the matters of Sky Void Palace today."

With that, the Gentleman of the Wind also tore off the wedding robe he was wearing. He then looked up at Yunshan on the wedding platform, cupped his hands, and said, "Palace Master Dong Shenglong, I, Feng Junzi, have been defeated today. I am willing to admit defeat and honor the wager. I will not interfere in the affairs between the two parties today. As for this wedding, let it end here. Farewell!"

Having spoken, the Gentleman of the Wind paid no heed to the somewhat unsightly expressions of the many Sky Void Palace higher-ups. He turned and, under the gazes of everyone in the surrounding square, strode away towards the foot of the mountain outside the square.