Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 43: Defeated with a Single Sword!

Feeling this surge of power, Lin Xuan let out a cold snort, his face full of disdain. He raised his arm and executed the Ninefold Swordsmanship. The strike was heavy and powerful, as if a mountain were falling as it slashed forward.

In an instant, it collided with the Thunder Shock Palm. With a loud bang, the thunder shattered, and the Thunder Shock Palm was instantly repelled.

Lin Xuan’s sword seemed unstoppable, as if it could annihilate everything in the world. The surrounding disciples trembled; under the might of this strike, they felt as insignificant as ants.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? It’s too terrifying! The few youths in the pavilion were dumbfounded. They were all top-tier talents, but before this sword strike, they had no power to resist.

This is too incredible! Is this kid really someone abandoned by the heavens?

At that moment, they were overwhelmed with doubt.

The most shocked of all was Wu Ming. He never expected that his ultimate skill, the Thunder Shock Palm, would be so easily broken! Even more shocking was the opponent’s Sword Qi; it was so terrifying that his body couldn’t help but tremble before it.

"Damn it!" he roared as the power within him erupted once more. This time, he struck out with both palms. A blood-colored glow appeared on them, seeming to transform into a blood-colored serpent.

At this moment, he fully mobilized the power of his Physique. He, Wu Ming, had absorbed Serpent’s Blood—and two strands of it at that. Now that he had activated the power of the Serpent’s Blood, its might was even more terrifying than before.

"So strong!"

The onlookers were shocked, not expecting Wu Ming to be so formidable. That kid won’t be able to withstand it, they thought.

When Lin Xuan felt this power, he was also surprised. The power was indeed strong, but what of it? He retracted his arm, gripped the longsword at his waist, and in the next moment, drew it.

Previously, Lin Xuan had been using his hand as a sword, not having used a weapon. But this time, he finally drew his blade.

The longsword was drawn, slashing forward. Its power was even more frightening than before, and its speed was greater.

BOOM! The sword struck the opponent’s palms. The phantom of the blood-colored serpent was severed by the blade before it could even fully form.

Subsequently, Wu Ming was sent flying. He soared backward like a kite with a broken string and landed heavily on the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Lin Xuan sheathed his longsword and said coldly, "You can’t even block a single one of my strikes. Truly useless."

The entire crowd was in shock.

The youths were all dumbfounded. They hadn’t expected Lin Xuan to be strong enough to defeat Wu Ming.

The Newcomer King, and he wasn’t even a match for him?

Wu Ming was so enraged that he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

I was actually defeated by someone abandoned by the heavens! This is too humiliating! Damn it!

He refused to accept it. He wanted to fight back, but both his arms trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn’t lift them. The previous strike had injured his arms.

How did it come to this? Wu Ming’s expression was incredibly grim.

Lin Xuan asked coldly, "Am I qualified now?"

The crowd fell silent. Previously, they had thought Lin Xuan wasn’t qualified to accept this mission because he was useless. But now, Lin Xuan had displayed a power that was completely superior to theirs.

If Lin Xuan wasn’t qualified, then didn’t that mean they were even less so? 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Fine, you’re qualified to join. In three days, our team will set off. We assemble at the east gate of the Heavenly Dao Academy," Wu Ming gritted out. "I’ll be waiting for you."

With that, Wu Ming turned and left. The youths in the pavilion hurriedly followed.

Three days, huh? Lin Xuan nodded, preparing to head back and rest.

Feng Qingxue walked up to him and asked, "Are you really going to participate?"

"Of course. Didn’t you bring me here hoping I would join them?" Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Feng Qingxue was speechless. She had indeed wanted Lin Xuan to join the team, but that was before. Back then, there was no conflict. Now, Lin Xuan’s victory over Wu Ming was a harsh slap to the face that had made them enemies.

She said, "I know a little about Wu Ming. He’s proud and arrogant. He definitely won’t take this loss lying down. He will absolutely seek revenge. In three days, he won’t let you off. You’d better not team up with them."

Lin Xuan, however, didn’t seem to care. "Don’t worry, they’re no match for me. Even all of them together couldn’t beat me. Besides, didn’t you say the chances of success are greater with their team?"

Seeing Lin Xuan so unconcerned, Feng Qingxue grew even more worried. "You don’t know, but Wu Ming is a Direct Disciple of Elder Zhao. He’s recently befriended many second-year disciples. This mission doesn’t just involve new students; there will be second-year seniors participating as well. If he gets those seniors to attack you, it will be very troublesome. After all, those seniors are all at the Martial General level."

Lin Xuan was strong, but in Feng Qingxue’s view, he was no match for those second-year seniors no matter how powerful he was. If he encounters them, he’ll definitely be at a disadvantage.

Hearing this, Lin Xuan’s eyes lit up. Second-year seniors, hmm? Interesting.

He said, "Don’t worry, I’m confident. We’ll meet in three days."

With that, Lin Xuan turned and left.

「Meanwhile, news of the incident spread, shocking everyone in the Heavenly Dao Academy.」

They hadn’t expected Wu Ming to be defeated as well.

Unbelievable. Is Lin Xuan really that strong?

Some said, "Just wait. Wu Ming won’t let this go. In three days, Lin Xuan is in for a miserable end."

「Three days passed amidst the widespread discussion.」

On this day, the Heavenly Dao Academy became lively once more. Many disciples had accepted the mission to guard the Spirit Vein and were starting to form teams to undertake it together.

At the east gate of the Heavenly Dao Academy, a large crowd had gathered. These were also disciples who had accepted the mission to guard the Spirit Vein.

Feng Qingxue was among them. At this moment, she looked around anxiously, seemingly searching for someone.

Suddenly, she saw Lin Xuan and quickly ran over to him.

Lin Xuan had also arrived. Over the past three days, his strength had improved again. His Wandering Dragon Body Technique had grown more formidable. His current speed surpassed that of a one-star Martial General and was comparable even to a two-star Martial General.

"You’re here," Lin Xuan said with a smile and a wave as he saw Feng Qingxue running over.

Feng Qingxue reached his side, grabbed his arm, and immediately tried to pull him away. As they walked, she said urgently, "Don’t join this mission. Leave with me, quickly."

"Why leave?" Lin Xuan shook his head. "I need a lot of points. I’m not leaving."

"Aiya!" Feng Qingxue was so anxious she was on the verge of tears. She said, "This time, Wu Ming has invited many second-year seniors, and they are specifically targeting you! If you go, they definitely won’t spare you. These seniors are all one-star Martial Generals. They’re powerful and experienced. You’re no match for them. You absolutely can’t go!"