Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 63: Sorry, My Swordsmanship Is Perfected!

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Sorry, My Swordsmanship Is Perfected!

They met! The two of them had actually been matched!

The crowd erupted in exclamations once more. Everyone was incredibly energized, as if they had been injected with stimulants. It was understandable, as both of them were currently undefeated. Zhang Yang was a One-star Martial General and a top prodigy who commanded the attention of countless people. Lin Xuan, on the other hand, had just defeated Zhao Jie, a feat that had astonished just as many. This duel between them was destined to be the center of attention.

"Who do you think will win?"

"I don’t know. I was sure it would be Zhang Yang before, but now I’m hesitant."

"Exactly! That move Lin Xuan used to defeat Zhao Jie was truly shocking. I think Lin Xuan might be stronger."

"How is that possible? Zhao Jie was injured and not in peak condition. That’s the only reason he lost."

"But Zhang Yang isn’t injured. Zhang Yang is stronger."

"I admit Lin Xuan is very strong, but no matter how strong he is, he can’t be a match for Zhang Yang."

"That’s right. Zhang Yang has a significant advantage in cultivation, not to mention he has brought two different swordsmanship styles to the Great Success Realm."

"Lin Xuan is definitely no match for him."

The crowd debated eagerly. A small portion supported Lin Xuan, while the vast majority supported Zhang Yang. This in itself was already incredible, considering that no one had supported Lin Xuan previously.

Zhang Yang’s expression turned exceedingly grim when he saw that some people were actually supporting Lin Xuan. Damn it!

He walked onto the stage with a cold expression, looked at Lin Xuan, and declared, "Kid, I’ll show you my true strength. You are no opponent of mine. I, too, have brought two swordsmanship styles to the Great Success Realm, and my cultivation is higher than yours. I am destined to win." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Elder Feng grinned upon hearing this; his disciple was sure to win.

Lin Xuan also smiled. "I originally planned to use the Eight Desolations Palm, but since you’ve put it that way, I’ll use swordsmanship to duel you."

After speaking, Lin Xuan turned to the surrounding crowd and asked, "Which friend can lend me a sword?"

Lin Xuan had not intended to use swordsmanship at all; he had planned to sweep through everyone with the Eight Desolations Palm, so he hadn’t brought a sword.

"I’ll give you one," a disciple said, throwing a sword toward him.

Lin Xuan caught it, smiled, and said, "Thanks."

He gave the sword a deft flourish, then pointed its tip at Zhang Yang. "Make your move."

"Hmph!" Zhang Yang snorted coldly and drew the long sword from his waist. His blade emitted a faint glow; it was obviously a Treasure Sword. The sword Lin Xuan had borrowed, however, was just an ordinary one.

"Oh no, judging from the grade of the swords alone, Lin Xuan is at a huge disadvantage."

"Even if both of their swordsmanship skills are at the Great Success Realm, Lin Xuan probably still isn’t a match."

Many people began to worry for Lin Xuan. Some even felt that if Zhang Yang won, it would be an unfair victory achieved only by relying on a superior weapon. Others sneered, "A weapon is part of one’s strength. Who told Lin Xuan not to have a top-tier Treasure Sword?"

While the crowd was still discussing, Zhang Yang sprang into action on the stage. After drawing his long sword, he stomped his foot and rushed forward instantly. The sword in his hand transformed into a gale, seemingly powerful enough to slice through the void.

It was Gale Swordsmanship, executed at the Great Success Realm!

The strike was as swift as a gale, arriving in front of Lin Xuan in an instant and stabbing down fiercely.

Lin Xuan raised his sword to block, and to everyone’s surprise, he actually repelled his opponent’s long sword!

Zhang Yang’s expression darkened. The technique of the sword in his hand changed instantly, shifting from Gale Swordsmanship to the White Cloud Sword Technique.

*White Cloud Without a Trace.*

With a single thrust, several streams of Sword Qi, like ethereal serpents, bored into the void and attacked Lin Xuan from different directions. The White Cloud Sword Technique excelled in its unpredictable and elusive nature; it was utterly mysterious. With a strike like this, his opponent surely couldn’t block it.

I’ve won! Zhang Yang’s lips curled into a victorious smile.

Elder Feng also nodded in satisfaction. Zhang Yang’s strike, whether in its timing or skill level, was top-notch. It could even be considered an extraordinary performance.

Seeing this, the other elders also began to discuss. "This Lin Xuan is about to be defeated," one said.

"For him to get second place is already heaven-defying."

"But unfortunately, he’s still going to lose."

"What’s more unfortunate is that he’s a Forsaken Heir with no future."

"If he could break through to the Martial General realm, his future would truly be boundless."

Many of the elders shook their heads in regret, and numerous disciples closed their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly. The sword in his hand quivered, sending out several streams of Sword Qi of his own. He, too, was executing the White Cloud Sword Technique.

*White Cloud Without a Trace.*

The sound of clashing filled the air as their Sword Qi collided in the void. Lin Xuan had actually blocked every single attack.

"What? How is this possible?" Elder Feng exclaimed, his face a mask of disbelief. The other elders were equally shocked.

Zhang Yang’s expression changed drastically. How could this be? Damn it. He prepared to continue his assault.

"You can take a strike from my sword as well," Lin Xuan said with a cold snort, moving before Zhang Yang could. He thrust his sword forward.

"*White Cloud Unbound!*"

Over a dozen beams of sword light flew from his long sword and then vanished without a trace.

Zhang Yang’s face paled. Although he couldn’t see the sword light, he felt the hair on his body stand on end as he sensed a lethal crisis.

Not good.

*Gale Supreme.*

Zhang Yang executed Gale Swordsmanship. The long sword in his hand danced continuously, drawing gusts of wind that swirled around him to form a defense. It was a defensive sword art, creating a barrier of wind to protect his body.

It should be able to block it, right? He sighed in relief.

The very next moment, the sound of something tearing through the air rang out. The gale in front of him was instantly pierced through.

What? Impossible!

Zhang Yang’s expression contorted. He wanted to escape, but it was already too late. The streams of Sword Qi slammed into his body. He was instantly sent flying, his body wracked with pain. In a flash, more than a dozen sword wounds had appeared on him, dyeing his robes red with blood.

"Ah!"

With a wretched cry, he collapsed.

The entire arena fell silent, then erupted with earth-shattering cheers.

He won.

Lin Xuan won!

It was utterly incredible. Could a Ninth Grade Martial Artist possess such strength? It was too shocking! Lin Xuan had consecutively defeated two One-star Martial Generals. He was truly defying the heavens!

The refereeing elder exclaimed, "You used *White Cloud Unbound*! Has your White Cloud Sword Technique reached the Perfection Realm?"

The other elders were also supremely astonished. Elder Feng was dumbfounded. He never imagined that Lin Xuan’s swordsmanship had reached the Perfection Realm. One had to understand that perfecting a swordsmanship style was incredibly difficult. Had Lin Xuan managed to do it in just a few months? Such comprehension was simply heaven-defying!

Zhang Yang had been extremely indignant. How could he possibly have lost? But when he heard that Lin Xuan’s swordsmanship had reached the Perfection Realm, he froze.

Before, his swordsmanship was at the Minor Success Realm, while Lin Xuan’s was at the Great Success Realm. Later, his own swordsmanship reached the Great Success Realm, and he thought he had finally caught up. He never expected that he would still be left so far behind.

Lin Xuan’s swordsmanship had already reached the Perfection Realm! Was it possible that he would never be able to catch up in this lifetime?

"So, Zhang Yang lost as well." Seeing this, Zhao Jie clenched his fists. It seemed his own defeat at Lin Xuan’s hands was not without reason. This kid was truly heaven-defying.

The competition continued. From then on, whenever other disciples faced Lin Xuan, they no longer dared to fight and simply conceded directly. And so, Lin Xuan enjoyed an unbroken winning streak.

Finally, the competition concluded.

Lin Xuan was undefeated.

Lin Xuan was number one.

At that moment, the disciples of Wangyue Pavilion were all stunned. They had never expected that the one who would ultimately represent Wangyue Pavilion in the final battle would be Lin Xuan.

The elders were stunned as well. They never thought that the final victor, the one to represent Wangyue Pavilion, would be Lin Xuan.