OMG! I Transmigrated into Four Books at the Same Time!-Chapter 118 - 113: The Third Senior Brother’s Sword

Sect Leader hadn’t recovered his senses yet.

The next moment.

The judge’s voice rang out again: "Yun Jian wins."

This time.

Sect Leader’s expression completely collapsed.

Yun Jian?

He won that quickly too?

No, impossible!

Sect Leader couldn’t help but glance at the Ling Tian Sword Master.

The Ling Tian Sword Master was gaping with his mouth wide open, a look of utter confusion on his face.

What is going on!

Since when did Lu Xingzhi and Yun Jian become so fast?

He...

He had no idea?!!!

The Ling Tian Sword Master, having read too many Ling Tian gossip pamphlets recently, even envisioned a headline in his mind.

"Shock! On Ling Tian Peak, all men are incredibly fast!"

"Ling Tian!" Sect Leader sneered: "Your disciples, how could you not know about them? Why feign such surprise now?"

Inside, Sect Leader fiercely branded the Ling Tian Sword Master with the reputation of being profoundly cunning!

Chen Dali!

What a Chen Dali indeed!

His act of playing dumb and innocent all these years had even fooled himself.

Now, good.

Finally, he can’t take it anymore, he’s finally about to show his fangs, isn’t he?

The Ling Tian Sword Master wanted to clamp his jaw shut again, but found it wouldn’t budge due to his excessive shock, so he used his hand to forcefully push his jaw back up and then he cleared his throat and said indifferently.

"My disciples, of course I know them like the back of my hand. Just wait, this time, my two disciples may well give you a massive surprise. Do you think your Li Nanfeng has a lock on first place?" Ling Tian Sword Master revealed a subtle smile: "The outcome is uncertain, you and I are both dark horses."

The outcome is uncertain, you and I are both dark horses.

Isn’t this more of those muddled lines from Shi Nian’s script books?

Sect Leader suppressed the rage in his heart and said coldly: "Regardless of what tricks you’ve played, they’re useless in the face of absolute power. Li Nanfeng has always been the best, and he will not lose this time either."

Ling Tian Sword Master smiled slightly: "The best? If I remember correctly, he is several years older than my Nanqing, isn’t he? Oh dear, our Nanqing has already undergone Divinity Transformation, how come he’s still brawling in the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Sect Leader’s face turned pitch-black instantly.

Mu Nanqing!

This disciple of Ling Tian Sword Master indeed was outstanding in a way that caused him quite some irritation.

But all he said with an icy tone was: "Winning momentarily doesn’t mean victory, to win for a lifetime, that’s true victory."

Ling Tian Sword Master didn’t care: "Then... let’s watch slowly."

Sect Leader left with a cold face and a flick of his sleeve.

After returning, he immediately ordered someone to investigate Lu Xingzhi and Yun Jian, and had their battle footage retrieved for study together with Li Nanfeng.

The battles ended very swiftly.

Sect Leader narrowed his eyes and asked: "What do you think? Are you confident?"

Li Nanfeng spoke calmly: "Both of their victories came too quickly to discern any clues. But Master, rest assured, I only expended a fraction of my strength. No matter how strong these two really are, I will crush them."

Li Nanfeng was quite confident.

Sect Leader looked at him, a smile forming at the corner of his lips: "Remember what you’re saying now. If you can seize first place, the position of Sect Leader, naturally, I’ll find a way to pass it onto you in the future. Should you fail..."

"There is no other possibility," Li Nanfeng said decisively. freewebnoveℓ.com

Only then did Sect Leader nod with satisfaction.

The first day’s battles.

Li Nanfeng, Lu Xingzhi, and Yun Jian, all finished their fights in a blink of an eye.

Not much could be seen.

Until the second day.

When the results of the draw came out, the whole place was electrified.

This time, the draw

Li Nanfeng, unexpectedly faced Yun Jian in battle!

This was only the stage to decide the top ten, and these two seeded contestants had clashed earlier than expected.

Li Nanfeng looked at Yun Jian expressionlessly and said indifferently: "Yun Jian, I’m quite curious, what will you have left after those three swords?"

Yun Jian responded resolutely: "This time, I still have only three swords. But I believe these three swords will not disappoint you."

"Is that so?" Li Nanfeng sneered and leapt onto the arena first.

He looked at Yun Jian from afar, his eyes brimming with provocation.

In Yun Jian’s eyes, an overwhelming fighting spirit was filled, as he did not hesitate to ascend the stage and stood opposite Li Nanfeng!

The battle was about to erupt.

Lu Xingzhi looked at his fellow disciple with some concern, but his own fight was about to begin, so he had no choice but to step onto the arena first as well.

Below the stage.

Shi Nian was also somewhat nervous.

Third Senior Brother...

Can he defeat Li Nanfeng?

Although Li Nanfeng’s luck has declined, his protagonist’s aura is still there; defeating him will not be easy.

"Seems like I’ve arrived in time."

A faint voice sounded.

Shi Nian turned around and saw Lu Zhuoyan coming over, weak and frail.

Shi Nian’s eyes brightened, and she reached out to pat Lu Zhuoyan’s shoulder: "Little Uncle Master, you finally..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

Lu Zhuoyan suddenly took out a handkerchief and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Shi Nian stared at her own hand, dumbfounded, she hadn’t used much strength at all!

She said with disbelief: "Little Uncle Master, you... you’re faking injury?!!"

Lu Zhuoyan spat out another mouthful of blood, looking fragile: "Shi Nian, I never would have thought you’d see me this way. My body is naturally weak. Your pat just now aggravated my old injuries."

"Little Uncle Master, you... you’re alright, aren’t you?" Shi Nian also started to get anxious.

"Nothing serious," Lu Zhuoyan said with a sad face: "It’s just that treating my illness will require a lot of Spirit Stones. You’ve made a decent amount of Spirit Stones recently by selling the All-Worlds Communication and the Ling Tian newsletter; I’ve invested in both ventures. When do you plan to share the Spirit Stones with me?"

Shi Nian didn’t believe a word from Lu Zhuoyan!

With his wealth, would he be eyeing her little stash of Spirit Stones?

Little Uncle Master, you really are faking it, aren’t you?

She immediately covered her Storage Bag: "Little Uncle Master, I haven’t earned that many Spirit Stones yet! The ones I have earned are to continue to expand territory, you’ll have to wait a bit longer!"

Lu Zhuoyan sighed: "Alright then."

"Little Uncle Master, do you think Third Senior Brother has a chance to win?" Shi Nian took the opportunity to change the subject.

Lu Zhuoyan followed her lead and turned his attention to the arena.

On the stage.

The referee announced the start.

Yun Jian’s first sword strike was unleashed.

That sword was swift as lightning, a single blade instantly turned into a thousand blades.

This was Han Peirong’s once-used Hundred Sword Style in its advanced form, the Thousand Sword Formation.

The Thousand Sword Formation, when wielded by Yun Jian, had a might infinitely different from when wielded by Han Peirong.

Shi Nian watched and unconsciously squinted her eyes.

This scene was not friendly to those with a fear of dense patterns.

With a thousand swords raging, Li Nanfeng did not dare to be negligent; he took out his Lifebound Magical Treasure, a long sword.

The cyan sword light danced, instantly forming a small Barrier.

The sword light fiercely collided with the Barrier.

Li Nanfeng could only maintain the Barrier with his Mana constantly.

While Li Nanfeng was tied up by the Thousand Sword Formation, Yun Jian then unleashed his true killing move.

This killing move took longer to prepare; he had to use the Thousand Sword Formation to buy some time first.

When Li Nanfeng had finally managed to fend it off after some effort.

Yun Jian’s second sword came.

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