Inverse Sword Mad God-Chapter 1453 - 1451: You Lost! (6th Update)

"This is the first move, prepare to die!"

In front, Duan Yu snorted coldly, carrying incredibly dazzling light and forty-nine golden swords, swiftly bombarding forward.

Lin Xuan stood immovable like a mountain, his gaze icy, like a Killing God, without any intention of making a move.

"What? Not moving? What is he doing?"

"Hmph! This Lin must’ve been scared stupid!"

Just as expected, he’s nothing but a waste; he certainly used despicable means to kill Young Master Ling Feng earlier.

Now, in front of everyone, he’s no match for Duan Yu at all!

"Go on, kill him, kill this brat!" the Duan Family disciples roared furiously.

Seeing this, a cold smile also appeared at the corner of Duan Yu’s mouth.

"Hmph, indeed a waste!"

Just as he guessed, the opponent had no real skills at all.

Thinking of this, his heart grew even more complacent, and the power in his hands increased by threefold, transforming into a giant golden dragon, swiftly blasting forward.

However, in the face of this terrifying fist and forty-nine golden swords, Lin Xuan merely extended his hand gently, reaching out to grasp forward.

"Look quickly, he’s making a move!"

"What? He actually wants to grab the golden swords with his bare hands?" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Oh heavens, what’s he doing? Is he crazy?"

"It’s over, that brat must be insane. He dares to face the Qiankun Fist head-on. Doesn’t he know the power of the Qiankun Fist?"

At this moment, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Many shook their heads with a sigh, thinking Lin Xuan too reckless.

Among them, Young Master Anle and Young Master Tayue frowned, and Young Master Qilin sneered disdainfully: "Indeed a waste."

Seeing the opponent barehandedly reaching for his fist, the corner of Duan Yu’s mouth also curled with ridicule.

"An utter fool, my Qiankun Ring is terrifying beyond measure, not weaker than Earth Rank Martial Arts. You dare to grab it with your bare hands?"

"Today, I’ll crush your hand to pieces!"

Bang!

The next moment, a low sound erupted in front, like a muffled thunderclap, shaking everyone’s bodies.

Yet, the anticipated explosive scene did not occur.

No blood, no screams, only a low sound, then nothing more.

"What happened?"

The crowd was puzzled, craning their necks to look ahead.

Then their mouths fell open, as if seeing a ghost.

Because in front, Lin Xuan remained immovable like a mountain, standing with hands behind.

At this moment, he extended a hand, firmly grasping the golden fist, while the forty-nine swords around seemed pinned in the void, unable to strike down.

"Caught it? How is this possible!"

The crowd’s eyes widened, rubbing them repeatedly, unable to believe the scene.

Duan Yu was also in shock, his mind blank, disbelieving how the opponent could grasp his Qiankun Fist.

"No, impossible! This isn’t real!"

"Damn it, how did you do this?"

He roared in fury, trying to withdraw his fist, but found the opponent’s hand like a cage, gripping his fist tightly, unable to move it a fraction.

Lin Xuan’s gaze was icy, like the blade of a Killing God, staring at Duan Yu, speaking coldly: "First move."

"What?"

Duan Yu was stunned, everyone was stunned, they couldn’t believe Lin Xuan was counting moves, did he truly intend to rescue those elders of the War God Palace?

But before they could react, ahead, Duan Yu began to scream miserably.

Because with Lin Xuan’s hand squeezing, suddenly, the forty-nine golden swords surrounding broke in half.

As if cut by a divine weapon, they turned to fragments, falling everywhere.

Not only that, Duan Yu’s entire arm was broken, revealing white bones.

A pitiful sound rang out, Duan Yu’s face instantly twisted with agony, cold sweat dripping down his face.

But it wasn’t over, the next moment, Lin Xuan lifted a foot, kicking Duan Yu in the stomach, making him kneel on the ground, spitting blood profusely.

"Second move!"

Lin Xuan spoke coldly, while the crowd stood dumbfounded.

What is this? What on earth is this?

Just two moves! The incredibly powerful Duan Yu was defeated!

Two moves, and it was Duan Yu!

An imminent Heavenly Pride of Young Master Tianwu status, so formidable, how could he lose so easily?

At this moment, no one believed it.

"Impossible, couldn’t this be an illusion technique?"

"Damn it, how is Lin Xuan this powerful?"

"Did he truly lose?"

Everyone was shocked, unable to believe it.

And at this moment, Young Master Anle, Young Master Tayue, and Young Master Ling Feng could no longer remain calm, they abruptly stood up, their gaze sharp.

The fact was, Duan Yu was someone about to become Young Master Tianwu, his strength wasn’t much less than theirs.

Even if they took action, they might not have defeated him in twenty moves.

But now, the opponent was defeated in just two moves!

How is this possible? Does it mean Lin Xuan is stronger than them?

"Impossible, this can’t be! I don’t believe it!"

Young Master Qilin shook his head madly: "Damn it, this brat must’ve used a secret technique, or taken some elixir pill!"

"Otherwise, there’s no way he could be this powerful!"

He was utterly shocked. Earlier, he was dismissive, thinking Lin Xuan could never beat Duan Yu.

But now, in just two moves, Duan Yu was on his knees, with a broken arm.

The scene was too shocking, like a Thunder Shock, leaving him dumbstruck!

The Duan Family was even more amazed, even Martial Venerate and the Duan Family Ancestor were stunned.

Because they knew Duan Yu’s strength.

He was no weaker than Young Master Anle and others, which is why they had confidence in nominating Duan Yu as the new Young Master Tianwu.

And this duel between Duan Yu and Lin Xuan had their approval.

They thought to use this match to establish Duan Yu’s name!

Who could foresee such a turn of events?

In an instant, everyone in the valley was stunned.

In the valley’s center, Duan Yu knelt on the ground, spitting blood, terrified in the heart, mind entirely blank.

He couldn’t comprehend how the opponent could be so formidable, it completely exceeded his expectation.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

He refused to believe it, for in his plans, the one kneeling and begging for mercy should’ve been Lin Xuan!

But why is it him now?

He shouted frantically, his golden battle armor flickering, unleashing formidable power, trying to counterattack.

However, the next moment, a foot came his way.

Bang!

A low sound echoed in the valley, Lin Xuan lifted a foot, directly stomping Duan Yu’s head into the dirt.

"Third move, you lost."

An icy voice rang out, Lin Xuan exuded a terrifying aura as if an Abyss Giant Beast, ready to devour.

From beginning to end, he displayed no dazzling martial skills, nor did he radiate any brilliant light.

Even, his steps remained unmoved from the original spot.

Yet even so, he effortlessly defeated Duan Yu and even now, trampled the opponent’s head into the ground.