The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 87: Jing Yan Wins

Secret techniques are actually considered a type of martial arts; however, their varieties and numbers are much fewer than those of ordinary martial arts.

On the day of Jing Yan’s battle with Li Tianfu at the Extreme Combat Association, Li Tianfu also used a secret technique. However, Li Tianfu’s secret technique was nowhere near as powerful as Jing Tianlong’s Four Symbols Secret Technique.

The value of this Four Symbols Secret Technique even surpasses some top-grade martial arts!

Upon hearing Lin Nanluo’s shout, the expressions of everyone from the VIP seats to the Jing Family members all tightened.

The Jing Family Great Elder Jing Chunyu, however, showed no change in expression.

Clearly, Jing Chunyu had known long before that Jing Tianlong possessed a secret technique.

In fact, Jing Tianlong’s Four Symbols Secret Technique was acquired through some means by Jing Chunyu himself.

He did not believe that after Jing Tianlong used his secret technique, Jing Yan would still be able to withstand it.

"This time, Jing Yan is definitely doomed. If he can still hold on, I’ll slap my face!" Lin Nanluo declared, almost defiantly.

He had been embarrassed when his predictions failed to materialize the previous two times.

This time, his confidence was absolute. If he weren’t so sure, he wouldn’t have spoken out again.

If he were wrong again, he would slap his own face!

The people near Lin Nanluo looked at the Lin Family Clan Leader, but no one laughed at him. Because, their thoughts were very much the same as his.

Even Jing Tianying thought it was impossible for Jing Yan to endure the upcoming strike.

Because even if Jing Tianlong’s Four Symbols Secret Technique was only cultivated to the first level, it should at least increase his primordial energy by twenty to thirty percent. Jing Yan would have to step into the Innate Realm to block it; otherwise, it was unrealistic.

"Boom!" Thousands of sword shadows shot towards Jing Yan.

At that moment, Jing Yan’s entire body tensed up as he kept his unblinking gaze fixed on Jing Tianlong.

"Moon Cutting Sword Technique!"

This time, Jing Yan held nothing back!

From the beginning until now, Jing Yan had not used fusion martial arts. Now, he had no choice but to use it.

The New Moon Cutting Sword Technique transformed into a crescent moon, sweeping out.

Before the Primordial Qi Fog, the fusion degree of Jing Yan’s New Moon Cutting Sword Technique was roughly around twenty percent. But after Primordial Qi Fog, the fusion degree of the Moon Cutting Sword Technique naturally reached thirty percent.

The New Moon Cutting Sword Technique, with a thirty percent fusion degree, was far more powerful than average top-grade martial arts.

"Hmph, still this upper-grade martial arts!"

"Jing Yan, do you think mere upper-grade martial arts can stop me?" Jing Tianlong smirked with disdain when he saw Jing Yan still executing the Moon Cutting Sword Technique.

He admitted that Jing Yan’s power with the Moon Cutting Sword Technique was tremendous; he couldn’t overwhelm Jing Yan’s technique without using the Four Symbols Secret Technique. But now, having used the Four Symbols Secret Technique, there was no way Jing Yan’s swordplay could block his own.

"Boom!"

Their clashes were furious.

"What?"

"What’s going on?"

Whether it was the Jing Family Patriarch Jing Chengye at the edge of the arena, the elders of the Jing Family on the high platform, the many important figures in the VIP seats, or the crowd surrounding the square—

Every single one of them was watching the scene before them with their mouths agape.

This scene was nothing like they had imagined.

In their view, after this collision, Jing Yan should have been completely defeated.

However, the reality was that the two figures on the platform were both blown back simultaneously and at a very fast pace.

Some of the more powerful martial artists could even see both men vomiting mouthfuls of blood mid-flight, which clearly indicated they had both been injured.

"Spat!"

"Thud!"

After flying out for some distance, the two almost simultaneously hit the ground.

However, Jing Yan still managed to stand, albeit his figure was somewhat shaky; at the very least, he remained upright.

Jing Tianlong, on the other hand, crashed directly to the ground and slid several meters.

The entire arena fell silent; not a single person made a sound as everyone’s eyes were fixed on the two figures on the stage.

Jing Tianlong lay on the ground, breathing heavily. He struggled several times and, after several breaths, finally managed to stand up again.

The look in his eyes when he looked towards Jing Yan was one of utter shock.

At this moment, Jing Yan stepped forward toward Jing Tianlong, his expression blank, the Flowing Light Sword in hand, the primordial energy continuing to circulate.

"I lost!"

Jing Tianlong uttered these three difficult words. He felt a burning sensation throughout his martial arts meridians, as if continuing to circulate primordial energy would ruin his meridians.

And the madman opposite him could still circulate primordial energy.

He knew he had lost this battle. If he didn’t concede, what awaited him would be an even more tragic fate. Jing Tianlong did not want to die!

So, compared to face, he felt life was more important.

Hearing Jing Tianlong’s concession, Jing Yan cracked a smile and looked towards Jing Chengye.

"Jing Yan wins! Jing Tianlong loses!" Jing Chengye, upon sensing Jing Yan’s gaze, finally snapped out of his daze.

The outcome of this battle was something not even he, the Jing Family Patriarch, had anticipated. Jing Yan had actually defeated Jing Tianlong, who was not only in the Innate Realm but had also cultivated the Four Symbols Secret Technique.

This Jing Yan was simply a monster. How strong would his combat ability be if he stepped into the Innate Realm?

Jing Chengye had stayed near the arena, intending to intervene if Jing Yan was in danger. But as it turned out, there was no need for him to take action.

His gaze intense, Jing Chengye couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation.

"Clan Leader, my bet!" Jing Yan said with a grin, not forgetting the wager he had made with Jing Tianlong, which was a whole fifty thousand Spirit Stones.

"Mm!" Jing Chengye nodded, his eyes shifting towards Jing Tianlong, "Tianlong, fifty thousand Spirit Stones, you need to hand them over!"

Jing Tianlong was incredibly frustrated, but there was no way for him to deny the debt under the watchful eyes of everyone. He had no choice but to honestly produce a Gold Card and hand it to Jing Chengye.

"Correct, it’s a Gold Card for fifty thousand Spirit Stones!" Jing Chengye confirmed after inspecting the Gold Card and nodded.

He then passed the Gold Card to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan pocketed the Gold Card and gave Jing Tianlong another look, a cold sneer in his heart.

Jing Tianlong might be standing and not seem too seriously injured on the surface. But Jing Yan knew that was just an illusion; in reality, Jing Tianlong’s martial arts meridians had been damaged invisibly. If Jing Tianlong had no great fortunes in the future, his martial arts career would be at an end.

Jing Yan had no sympathy for the underhanded actions of Jing Tianlong. If not for the repercussions of killing Jing Tianlong being too great, Jing Yan would have even wanted to get rid of this jerk right then and there.

In the battle, Jing Yan had clearly felt Jing Tianlong’s killing intent towards him. Was there any need for courtesy towards someone who wanted him dead?

Jing Yan lacked such compassion.