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Chapter 1867

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Dong!

Metal clashed and sparks flew. Ling Xian did not step back even half a step and the rusted sword in his hand was undamaged.

On the other hand, the man in black had blood dripping down the corner of his lips. His heavy sword was cracked and was about to fall apart.

This scene stunned everyone present.

No one would have thought that a treasure sword that was as heavy as a mountain would actually be broken by a rusty iron sword!

This was far too shocking. It was going against everyone's common sense!

"You have lost. Get down."

Ling Xian spoke softly, causing the man in black to regain his composure. He said with difficulty, "I want to know how you were able to break my heavy sword."

"I cannot say."

Ling Xian softly grinned. If he says it, very few people would dare to challenge him. If nobody challenges him, how can he get 100 wins?

"I will remember you."

The man in black stared at Ling Xian and turned to leave. He had no face to stay any longer.

Not only was his sword broken, he was also defeated by one move. This was extremely embarrassing.

"Let me fight you."

A middle-aged man walked onto the stage. After tossing the elder 50,000 spiritual stones, he immediately made his move against Ling Xian.

His sword was extraordinary and his sword techniques were exquisite. Everyone's spirits were lifted and they hoped that this man could defeat Ling Xian.

Sadly, he couldn't.

Ling Xian's sword pierced out. As soon as the man's sword was broken, he also slammed the man off the stage.

Then, he repeated this process nonstop.

Within a short period of time, he had won against Shi Chen. Without exception, everyone was defeated by one move and their swords were broken.

This made everyone's minds greatly shaken. They found it hard to believe that this was a rusty iron sword.

Other than being shocked, Ling Xian's desire to win was also ignited.

Many people who originally didn't want to fight all got onto the stage and wanted to defeat Ling Xian.

Sadly, without exception, they were all giving him victories.

Nobody could end Ling Xian's life. Nobody could break his steel sword. Not even a crack could be made on it.

"50 wins. This is far too unbelievable."

"What kind of technique did he use? How can he make a rusted sword unleash the power of a heavenly sword?"

"It's been 50 battles and not a single crack can be seen on his sword. This is far too strange."

"I don't believe that no one can break that broken sword of his!"

Everyone spoke out in succession. Besides feeling astonished, their desire to win grew even stronger.

At this moment, they no longer wanted to end Ling Xian's winning streak. They just wanted to break his iron sword!

However, up to the 99th round, no one was able to break the iron sword.

It was as if he was the emperor of swords, looking down on all swords in the world!

"Cheating, it must be cheating!"

"That's right. How could a rusty iron sword break ninety-nine swords in a row?"

"He must have used some method to violate the rules!"

Everyone discussed and thought that Ling Xian used some method that defied the rules. For example, he secretly manipulated his Qi.

Otherwise, how could a rusty sword break ninety-nine swords in a row?

"Cheating?"

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. If he wanted to cheat, it would be as easy as eating or drinking.

He was a Tools Method Great Grandmaster, and he had also comprehended the source energy of turning something rotten into something magical. With just a thought, he could raise the metal sword by several levels.

But he didn't do that. He didn't use his Qi or his physique.

"He isn't cheating. If I am not wrong, this young man has enlightened himself on the intent of the sword."

The old man on the arena suddenly opened his mouth, causing the crowd to be startled before they exclaimed in surprise.

"Intent of the sword? Did I hear that right? Shopkeeper Li said he has enlightened himself on the intent of the sword? "

"He must be lying. Those who have enlightened themselves on the intent of the sword are all extraordinary. Out of a million swordsmen, there may not even be one. Why would he come here to fight?"

"Shopkeeper Li is an expert in this field. He wouldn't be wrong!"

Everyone gasped and the way they looked at Ling Xian changed.

"Young Master, you have enlightened yourself on the intent of the wind. I wonder if I am right?"

The elder stared at Ling Xian. There was more shock in his eyes, and more respect in his eyes.

Those who have enlightened themselves on the intent of the sword are all extraordinary and powerful. Naturally, he respected them.

"As long as you know it. Why say it out loud?"

Ling Xian was helpless. The Elder of Nine Disappearances' first technique, in other words, was the intent of the wind.

Therefore, he had been enlightened a long time ago. The reason why he didn't say it was because he wanted to win 100 battles in a row and acquire the Stone of Quenching.

If he told everyone that he had enlightened himself on the intent of the sword, then everyone who dared to challenge him would be those who have enlightened themselves on the intent of the sword. The intent of the sword was extremely difficult to understand. How could there be 100 challengers?

"It really is …"

The elder exhaled a murky breath, finding it hard to conceal his shock.

Everyone else was the same.

At this moment, they finally understood why Ling Xian was able to use a rusty sword to break 99 swords and win against 99 swordsmen.

The reason was the intent of the wind.

Not only does the wind represent speed, it also represents sharpness. With the intent of the wind, even a leaf can be sharp!

"So it is the intent of the wind. It is not a shame that I lost …"

The first man in white who lost to Ling Xian bitterly smiled. His face looked more relieved and more respectful.

"No wonder he could break 99 swords with his iron sword. He has enlightened himself on the intent of the wind!"

"He is a powerhouse who has enlightened himself on the intent of the sword. He should be at the Tower of Sealing Swords. Isn't he just bullying us by coming here?"

"Yeah, who can stop a powerhouse who has enlightened himself on the intent of the sword?"

Everyone sighed. Thinking about how they tried to break Ling Xian's sword, they found it laughable.

He was a powerhouse who had enlightened himself on the intent of the sword. In a battle of swords, other than those who had enlightened themselves on the intent of the sword, who could fight against him?

"It seems like nobody wants to challenge me."

Ling Xian sighed. Then, he grinned and said, "Think about it. I have fought 99 battles in a row. I must be tired. It's not impossible to defeat me."

"If you can defeat me, it will be an honor. Your name will be known everywhere. Don't you want to try?"

Ling Xian's smile was innocent and harmless. He even tried his best to look weak to confuse everyone.

"Only an idiot would believe you."

The man in white bitterly smiled. Tired? Weak?

What a joke. Ling Xian had defeated everyone with one sword. Even if he fought 99 battles in a row, he would not feel tired.

He had won too easily. Who would feel weak after drinking some water?

"You just want the Stone of Quenching Sword, right? We will not let you get what you want. "

Everyone laughed. They had no ill intentions.

This made Ling Xian helpless. He glared at the elder. What he meant was obvious.

He was one battle away from getting the Stone of Quenching Sword. If the elder didn't tell him about the intent of the wind, how could nobody challenge him?

"Master …"

The elder didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How about this. You have the capability to win 100 battles in a row. I will pretend you won 100 battles in a row."

Hearing this, Ling Xian grinned. "That's right. Give it to me."

"Here."

The elder flapped around his sleeve and a silver stone appeared. Though it looked normal, it contained a strange energy that could be used to refine swords.

"The quality is not bad. It is of the top tier."

Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction and put the stone into his pouch. Then, he prepared to leave.

"Please wait." The elder spoke.

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