Lin Sheng had used a killer move right from the start. It was obvious that he hated Lin Qing for causing trouble for him.
Everyone could not bear to watch, but no one stepped forward to stop him.
Everyone knew about Lin Qing and his mother's situation in the Lin family, but this was their family's business. How could they interfere? He would also make Nie Yuan unhappy if he did it for no reason.
On the stage, facing Lin Sheng's killer move, Lin Qing seemed to be scared out of his wits.
Only when Lin Sheng's sword was about to stab at him from above did he use his sword to block it lightly, deflecting Lin Sheng's sword.
Lin Qing had not reached the early stage of Houtian, and in this half a year, Su Xin had not taught him internal strength, only teaching him the way to understand martial arts. So in this half a year, Lin Qing's strength had only opened twenty chakras.
Lin Sheng's attack was much stronger than his, but after Lin Qing barely managed to parry it, he immediately used a sword technique of the Lin family to attack Lin Sheng's midsection.
Lin Sheng was stunned. He did not expect Lin Qing to be able to block his move.
But Lin Sheng did not care. He casually wanted to block Lin Qing's sword, but he did not expect Lin Qing to suddenly change his move. It was also a move of the Lin family's entry-level sword technique, Willow Swaying in the Wind.
This sword technique was meant to be light and fast. In an instant, the sword moved several times, attacking a few fatal chakras on the body.
But Lin Qing's sword was attacking Lin Sheng's lower body. This made Lin Sheng feel at a loss, and he only managed to block the few moves in a fluster.
Lin Qing's sword technique was untraceable. On the surface, it looked like he was using the Lin family's inherited sword technique, but when he used it, it was not the case.
Every move was as he pleased. Although Lin Sheng's strength was higher than Lin Qing's, he was basically being led by the nose.
Now even the outsiders could see that Lin Sheng had fallen into Lin Qing's trap. Wherever Lin Qing wanted his sword to go, he would go.
Lin Wancheng's face was ashen. The sword technique that Lin Qing was using was the one that he had seen before. It was the one that his teacher had taught him, the one that was messing around!
In the end, Lin Qing suddenly changed his move and knocked the sword out of Lin Sheng's hand. Lin Sheng was stunned, and the crowd was in an uproar.
The final outcome of this tournament was already pretty much decided. It would either be Lin Sheng, the grandson that Nie Yuan had painstakingly nurtured, or that genius of the Li family.
But now, a random kid had actually defeated Lin Sheng, which was a little too surprising.
Nie Yuan, who was sitting on the high platform, was so angry that he smashed the teacup in his hand onto the ground. He said coldly, "Lin Wancheng! Are these the disciples of your Lin Family? What sword technique did he use? Is this the swordsmanship of your Lin family? "
Nie Yuan didn't have a son, so he simply treated Lin Sheng as his own grandson and fostered Lin Sheng meticulously.
It was rare for him to obtain an elixir from the outside, and he was reluctant to eat it and had to give it to Lin Sheng. But today, he had inexplicably lost to Lin Qing, who was already regarded as a cripple. How could he swallow this anger?
One had to know that before this tournament, he and Li Hesheng were still fighting openly and covertly, wanting to see which family's disciple was stronger. In the end, his grandson had already been defeated before Li Hesheng even went up on stage.
His own son had lost, and Lin Wancheng was also very sullen. He walked up to the arena and said sternly, "Lin Qing! What sword technique did you use? Is this the sword technique passed down in my Lin family? You used someone else's sword technique to defeat my Lin family's sword technique. This is simply deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors! "
The other martial artists of Lingzhou Prefecture all curled their lips. This Lin Wancheng was indeed as the rumors said, very tasteless.
He could bully his nephew and a widow, but now he actually put a big label on a youth.
Using someone else's sword technique to defeat an ancestral sword technique was considered deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors? If any family had such old-fashioned and pedantic ancestral teachings, then this family would have long been destroyed by others.
Lin Qing raised his head and said, "I used the Lin family's sword technique. It's just that my master taught me that martial arts comes from the heart and not the moves. The skin and bones are just the surface, and only the true meaning of martial arts is the soul."
These words stunned everyone present. Those Postliminary Realm martial artists were fine, but Li Hesheng and the other Xiantian Realm martial artists could feel it.
Although they had yet to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts, as Xiantian Realm martial artists, they had wandered in the pugilistic world before and knew about the true meaning of martial arts.
But now, the words' true meaning of martial arts' were spoken by a ten-year-old child, and it made them feel a sense of unease. Who was this kid's master? An ordinary unaffiliated martial artist would not be able to say such words that pointed directly at the heart of martial arts.
Lin Wancheng did not expect Lin Qing to actually dare to refute him, but then he said coldly, "I don't know where you learned this wild fox dhyana from, but you dare to be so presumptuous in front of us. Do you have any respect for your family? If that's the case, then I will cripple you and then punish you according to the family rules! "
Although Lin Qing's little face was filled with stubbornness, he could not hide the fear on his face.
Although he was young, he also knew what it meant for him to be crippled of his martial arts.
The other martial artists from the Lingzhou Prefecture were all silent. This was the Lin Family's own matter. Even if they sympathized, it was not their place to interfere, right?
Just as Lin Wancheng was about to make a move, a cold voice rang out, "You said that the martial arts I taught is wild fox dhyana?"
This voice was not loud, but everyone present felt as if this voice was echoing in their ears, as if the person was speaking right beside them.
The expressions of Nie Yuan and the other two Xiantian Realm martial artists changed instantly. This was an expert!
Su Xin pushed through the crowd and walked out. He said indifferently, "You're the one who said that the martial arts I taught is wild fox dhyana?"
A huge pressure enveloped Lin Wancheng. As Su Xin walked closer, the pressure he felt also became stronger. In the end, it was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, causing him to break out in cold sweat.
Su Xin walked in front of him and looked at Lin Wancheng with an expressionless face, "Answer me, yes or no?"
"Plop!"
Lin Wancheng finally could not bear this strong pressure and directly knelt on the ground, trembling.
Although he was at the Postnatal Realm, this kind of person was simply like an ant to the current Su Xin. He could be crushed to death at any time.
Ever since Su Xin's debut, those who were enemies with him were either famous veteran Xiantian Realm martial artists or young talents who were famous on the Ranking List of Young Masters. A martial artist at the Postnatal Realm was not even qualified to make Su Xin fight him.
Lin Qing looked at Su Xin with admiration.
He had always felt that his teacher was very strong, but he was not good with words. He had never understood why his teacher was strong.
Now that he saw his Second Uncle, who used to show off his strength, being scared to the point of kneeling on the ground by his teacher, Lin Qing immediately had a new view of his teacher's strength.
He was a child and could not see anything, but the martial artist below was different.
Although Lin Wancheng's conduct was despicable, he was still a warrior of the Houtian Consummate realm. Even if he didn't have the support of Nie Yuan, he could still be considered as a top figure in the Ling Province Prefecture. But now, he was forced to the ground by that person's imposing manner. How terrifying was that?
At this time, Nie Yuan's face was like black water.
Lin Wancheng was his son-in-law, but now he was kneeling in front of the other person like a dead dog. This was more painful than slapping his face.
Nie Yuan pulled out the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Pretending to be mysterious! Who are you? How dare you behave atrociously in my Ling State Mansion? "
He did not mention himself, but brought up the Ling State Mansion. It was obvious that he wanted to use his power to oppress others and borrow the strength of Li Hesheng and Qiu Ming.
This little trick of his couldn't be hidden from Li Hesheng and Qiu Ming, but when they heard Nie Yuan say this, they could only pull out their weapons and stand beside him.
The strength of the Ling State Mansion was originally weak, so the few of them had secretly agreed that they would have friction and fight each other, but once they faced an external enemy, they would unite together to fight against the external enemy. Now, it was time for the three of them to unite.
Su Xin frowned and coldly snorted, "Noisy!"
He flicked his finger and a line of blood shot out. As if it was a living thing, the line of blood constantly twisted in the air and blasted towards Nie Yuan.
Nie Yuan's nickname was' Galloping Thunder Sword '. This was not only because of his swordsmanship, but also because his sword was very fast.
But unfortunately, no matter how fast his sword was, it could not be faster than Su Xin's Blood River Divine Finger.
Before he could pull out his sword, the line of blood suddenly accelerated and directly penetrated between his eyebrows, causing Nie Yuan to crash to the ground.
Killing Nie Yuan in an instant, this caused Qiu Ming and Li Hesheng, who were standing beside him, to have no room to react!
Crushing! There was no doubt about it!
When they saw Su Xin's move, Li Hesheng and Qiu Ming immediately lost the courage to continue fighting.
The opponent was on a completely different level from them, how could they fight?
As the head of the escort agency, even though Qiu Ming was old, he would often go out to escort goods, so he was much more well-informed than others.
When he saw the finger that Su Xin used to kill Nie Yuan, he seemed to remember something. Qiu Ming exclaimed, "That's the Blood River Divine Finger! Su Xin! You're Su Xin! The Blood River Divine Finger, ranked twenty-third on the Ranking List of Young Masters, Su Xin! "
When these words came out, there was an immediate uproar. Everyone looked at Su Xin with disbelief.
After recuperating and cultivating in seclusion for more than half a year, Su Xin's name had not appeared in the Jianghu for a long time, but this did not mean that the people of the Jianghu would forget him.
It should be said that every martial artist who had stayed in the top 30 on the Ranking List of Young Masters would not be easily forgotten.
What's more, the last time Su Xin fought against four martial artists who were of a higher level than him and killed four Divinity Stage martial artists. This terrifying battle record happened not far from the Lingzhou Prefecture, which made it even more memorable.
However, no matter how deep their memories were, they would never have imagined that the legendary figure on the Ranking List of Young Masters, the outstanding young man who was born as a rogue cultivator but could stand shoulder to shoulder with the elites of the major sects, was actually in the Lingzhou Prefecture and had hidden for so long.
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