Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 102

“Blah!”

Lin Beichen directly interrupted him. “You're a good-for-nothing who thinks you're smart. You don't deserve to know my name. Take my sword!”

He made his move directly.

“Who the f*ck cares about your name?”

There was a law in showy men's world: Among two people who were also working hard to pretend to be strong, only the winner was qualified to say their name.

He once again performed the Moon Shot Sword Skill.

The Blue Bird Sword in his hand burst into cyan cold light continuously.

The essence of the Moon Shot Sword Skill was on the word “shoot”.

Each time he stabbed, it was like shooting a hard bow on a strong crossbow.

Psst psst psst!

The sound of breaking air rang out incessantly.

In an instant, Lin Beichen stabbed seven times with his “Crossbow in Moonlight”.

The youth in purple only felt that the cold light in front of him was falling like stars. In a hurry, he could only wave his sword to block.

Clash! Clash! Clash!

Continuous sound of metal clashing thundered.

Only after the third hit, the young man in purple felt a chill on his wrist, and then a sharp pain came, and he could no longer hold his long sword.

Pfft!

The sound of flesh being cut rang out again.

Dark red blood splattered everywhere.

“Ah…”

The long sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground and he let out a scream.

The tendon of his right wrist was also cut off, and blood gushed out through the space between his fingers on his left hand that was protecting his wrist.

“Oh, you still can't withstand a single blow.”

Lin Beichen put away his sword. “You don't deserve to know my name at all. Now get out of here.”

His Mystery Energy strength had reached the Warrior Expert Realm.

However, because he had not awakened the Mystery Energy attribute yet, he could only be regarded as in a “fake Warrior Expert Realm”.

However, because of the terrifying strength of his physical body, his actual battle would be comparable to that of a one-grade Warrior Expert if he combined his Mystery Energy with his physical strength.

This teenager in purple was a little stronger than Xiahou Chong. He had reached an advanced 10th grade of the Warrior Realm, but he was still not Lin Beichen's match.

Upon hearing Lin Beichen's words, he was so angry that his whole body trembled, and his teeth were almost gnashed into pieces.

A well-known spendthrift had been at advantage and stood out in the preliminary. He thought that Lin Beichen was a buffoon, but he didn't expect that the latter had such a strong strength.

The teenagers in the pavilion were also a little stunned at this time.

Even if they were slow, they had also already realized that Lin Beichen's strength was more horrifying than they had imagined.

It was reasonable for Xiahou Chong to be defeated with one blow. After all, he had just entered the 10th grade of Warrior Realm.

But his brother, Xiahou Ang, was really at the peak of the 10th grade of the Warrior Realm.

But he was still defeated by Lin Beichen with only one strike.

“Is the strength of this scum already in the Warrior Expert Realm?”

That didn't make sense either.

He had not awakened the attribute, and the Mystery Energy did not emit any color, so he couldn't have been in the Warrior Expert Realm.

For a while, they were a little uncertain about the judgment of Lin Beichen's strength, and they were secretly shocked.

“Come on, weren't you all so arrogant just now?”

Lin Beichen crooked his finger and said, “Get out of the pavilion and take my sword.”

“He's too arrogant.”

“I can't hold it any longer.”

“Take this.”

The youth was, after all, still a youth. He was full of vigor and couldn't stand being provoked.

Several figures jumped out of the pavilion and attacked on their own. The sword light flashed and went straight for Lin Beichen.

“Good timing.”

Lin Beichen laughed and displayed the “Feather in Cloud”.

The figure was like a feather floating in the clouds, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, and sometimes up and sometimes down, floating irregularly with different rhythms, which was difficult to capture.

At the same time, the Blue Bird Sword in his hand kept thrusting out with the movement of the Moon Shot Sword Skill.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The tip of the sword pierced the air and made a whistling sound.

Each time the sword was stabbed out, there was a teenager who was flying backward, screaming in pain.

In the blink of an eye, five or six teenagers with their hands on their wrists abandoned their swords and retreated. Blood oozed from the gaps between their fingers.

“Tut-tut, these are the talents who called themselves the elites of the younger generation of the Cloudy Dream City. You're so weak that it makes me want to pee.”

Lin Beichen put away his sword and shook his head.

Could it be that all the other young swordsmanship geniuses who had received the teenager's group invitations to the so-called sword test tonight were like this?

Then, the talents from Cloudy Dream City really did not stand a chance against him.

The teenagers were ashamed and angry, but they did not have the strength to refute.

Only when one was in front of Li Beichen could he truly realize how powerful Lin Beichen was.

That floating body movement and the strange sword style had caused them to be unable to even block his attacks. Just now, almost five to six people had joined forces to attack, but in just a few moments, they were all defeated.

The difference between the two sides was like the trench between heaven and earth.

“Who else?”

Lin Beichen shouted.

In the pavilion, the other youths who had yet to take action put on a fearful face and put out their intention of forcefully stepping forward.

Cao Potian gently placed the white jade wine cup in his hand on the table and said faintly, “A notorious debauchee is actually able to be at an advantage on the Night of the Sword Test. It's really… Brother Lin, these so-called geniuses that you brought here today don't seem to be very good.”

Sitting next to him was the only boy in a bright yellow brocade robe who was quite equal to the former. He smiled slightly and said, “My brothers are usually very arrogant. I once warned them that there is always someone better than us, but they just obey what I said on the surface. They don't care about it in their hearts, and they also think that as a big brother, I am too careful.”

When the yellow-robed youth said these words, Xiahou Chong, Xiahou Ang, and the other defeated youths all lowered their heads and looked ashamed.

“Today, someone made my brothers take back their arrogance. It is actually a good thing.”

The young man in the bright yellow robe poured wine into Cao Potian's white jade cup. He then again poured it into the cup in front of him and said, “The great-lake-brewed wine in Cloudy Dream City has a sweet and strong taste. It tastes like a raging fire and has infinite strength. It can stimulate the will of a swordsman the most. Brother Cao, please wait a moment. I'll be back in a minute.”

As he said that, he stood up and came to the outside of the pavilion.

“Thank you for teaching my brothers for me.”

He made an obeisance by cupping one hand in the other before his chest and said, “However, you still have to lose. My name is Dongfang Zhan. You remember this name because, in the rest of your life, these two words will be the object that you will be chasing after but can't surpass.”

He stretched out his hand slowly.

A youth next to him handed him a sword.

It was a very ordinary sword.

This kind of sword showed Dongfang Zhan's confidence in his strength.

The long sword was unsheathed.

“I'll give you a chance. Make your move first.”

Dongfang Zhan said with a faint smile.

Lin Beichen also laughed.

This posture was several times better than that of Xiahou Chong and the others.

However, in terms of pretension, Lin Beichen had never been afraid of anyone in the younger generation.

“Take my sword.”

Lin Beichen directly made his move.

The Blue Bird Sword stabbed out, and it was still the Moon Shot Sword Skill.

The edge of the sword broke through the air like a siege crossbow. It contained great force, causing the air on both sides of the blade to roll away together, forming a whirlpool of airflow visible to the naked eye.

“Haha, good.”

Dongfang Zhan remained motionless. When the point of the Blue Bird Sword was about to stab him, the long sword in his hand suddenly shook. With a buzzing sound, a silver sword light appeared and stabbed on the blade of the Blue Bird Sword, blocking Lin Beichen's attack.

##Volume 2, the Gathering for the Sword Test

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