Chapter 110: Overlord Sword Second Style!

  Inside the martial arts arena, Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang stood at opposite ends, silently staring at each other.

  Three months without seeing him, Lin Tianwang's aura was completely different. He held a wooden sword in his left hand, and the whole person seemed to be like a mountain peak that had pierced through the clouds, standing still and unshakeable, giving off an unstoppable aura. His eyebrows revealed absolute self-confidence, and his entire body's aura was sharp beyond compare. Just standing in front of him could make one's heart tremble with fear.

  "For three months, I have been waiting for this battle. Sun Yan, do not disappoint me." Lin Tian Wang said indifferently, his left hand wielding a wooden knife, and a burst of energy suddenly erupted from him. "I originally wanted to save this fight for tomorrow's New Life Comprehensive Assessment, but what qualifications do those mediocre people in the Ordinary Department have to watch my knife skills?"

  Sun Yan shook his head helplessly, and in this period of time, Lin Tianwang's arrogant personality had also risen with his strength. However, he couldn't help but admit that the talent of this aloof young man was not comparable to any ordinary genius. In just three months, he had broken through to become a third-level warrior and had mastered 50 combat skills to perfection. This point made Sun Yan quite admire him.

  "Countdown, 0! Battle begins."

  Buzz!

  Lin Tian Wang's feet stood firmly in place, his wooden sword raised high, and with a swift motion, he slashed through the air, creating an illusory knife shadow that traversed six meters of distance, directly attacking Sun Yan's face.

  Four-star upper-level combat skill - 【Dagger Thrust】!

  A sword shadow flashed through the air, tearing it layer by layer. With a ripping sound, it whizzed past Sun Yan's head, leaving behind a two-meter-long knife mark on his back.

  Sun Yan's expression didn't change, and he didn't move a step, as if this move wasn't aimed at him. His keen judgment told Sun Yan that this strike of "Hanging Knife Thrust" wouldn't hurt him, and Lin Tianwang's attack was just a probe.

  Test him, whether he is qualified, and have a fight with him.

  "Good!" Lin Tian Wang pointed his wooden sword forward, excitement dancing in his eyes. "Sun Yan, I was right about you after all. You're indeed worthy of being my first opponent upon entering the Emperor Wind Academy, deserving of a full-force battle."

  The next moment, a knife shadow flashed.

  The wooden sword trembled, and a layer of knife shadows broke through the air, covering nearly half of the martial arts arena. The knife shadows were like shocking waves, one wave after another surging forward.

  Some sword shadows flew like geese at the edge of the sky, some sword shadows swam like fish in shallow water, and some sword shadows spat like venomous snakes... In an instant, fifty swords burst out, and the entire martial arts arena seemed to bloom like a magnificent flower, with its petals being razor-sharp blades.

  Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

  A slash of aura enveloped Sun Yan, obscuring his entire being. However, just as the blade was about to make contact, Sun Yan sprang into action. A whirlwind erupted around him, and his originally substantial figure suddenly became illusory.

  Lin Tianwang's wooden sword, its momentum like a tidal wave, every single slash and stab landed on Sun Yan's body, but it was as if they were striking the reflection of water, one after another illusory shadow shattered, yet not a single blow hit its mark.

  On the sidelines, Feng Yan and Meng Dong Wang suddenly opened their eyes wide, with an expression of extreme astonishment on their faces.

  The strength of the two was among the best in the entire Imperial Wind Academy, and it could be seen at a glance. The body technique that Sun Yan was currently using was not a very high-ranking body technique, but every time the knife shadow approached his body, Sun Yan was able to make the most correct dodge based on his instincts.

  "Damn it! This kid's combat instincts are too strong!" Feng Yan couldn't help but curse under his breath.

  Meng Dongwang's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he muttered to himself: "If Sun Yan also masters one of the ultimate arts on the Divine Skill Ranking List, then the outcome is really hard to predict."

  The knife shadow dissipated, and Lin Tianwang stood upright, a look of admiration involuntarily appearing on the young man's cold face.

  "This is the 50th combat skill I have cultivated in Emperor Feng Academy for three months." Lin Tianwang said lightly.

  These 50 knives, each one a different combat technique. But unexpectedly, Sun Yan was able to dodge them all with just his footwork.

  "Ordinary people are indeed a bunch of fools, blind to the truth." Lin Tianwang said slowly, "However, in our battle, you are destined to have only one outcome: defeat."

  Standing on the spot, Sun Yan's expression was calm, his fists clenched and hung down at both sides of his body, saying lightly: "I said before, if we fight again, there won't be a tie."

  "That's right, this time you will definitely lose!" Lin Tianwang slowly sheathed his sword, "Come and receive this one slash from me!"

  With his left hand holding the wooden sword upside down and his right hand grasping the hilt, in an instant, the entire martial arts arena was frozen in silence. A majestic aura burst forth from Lin Tianwang's body like a towering mountain range.

  Bang!

  With one slash of his sword, the young man's black hair flew back, a nearly twenty-meter-long sword shadow flashed through the air, carrying the aura of the unrivaled tyrant, and shot out.

  The Sword's Inquiry About This Life!

  The Dominant Sword appears, who in this world can rival its edge?

  This move 【Knife Asking the Present Life】, compared to three months ago, its power and artistic conception are more than ten times stronger, fully revealing a sharp aura that is as vast and ancient as a flowing river.

  Sun Yan's eyes narrowed, his shoulders slightly sank, and his feet stepped on the "Dragon Town Pillar". In his dantian, the inner yuan of the fourteen meridians in his body frantically circulated. A faint glow instantly appeared on his pale skin, and the yuan energy on his fists fluctuated erratically.

  However, Sun Yan still didn't move, standing quietly in place, as if viewing the exquisite knife technique as nothing. As if he wanted to use his own body to forcibly resist the fatal blow.

  Outside, Shui Lian Qing couldn't help but cover her cherry lips with her hand, preventing herself from exclaiming in surprise.

  A gigantic knife shadow suddenly appears before him.

  At this moment, a flash of sharpness flickered in Sun Yan's calm eyes, and a burst of momentum emanated from his entire body.

  His eyes stared straight ahead, his shoulders slightly moved, and in one breath, he threw out three punches that seemed slow but were actually fast.

  One punch, the knife's shadow freezes.

  Two fists, knife shadow collapse.

  Three punches, fist prints straight raid, bursting out of the air.

  Boom boom boom...

  A ring-shaped air wave spread out in all directions, a fist shadow broke through the knife's momentum, and it shot out with a whistle, directly attacking Lin Tianwang.

  Tiger's fatal blow!

  Bang!

  His fist's shadow was like a long rainbow, stretching out horizontally and reaching its maximum power at ten meters away, then bursting open immediately. The wild fist strength scattered everywhere, leaving deep and shallow scars on Lin Tianwang's body.

  Drip, drip, drip...

  Lin Tianwang stood with his knife raised, yet a look of incredulity appeared on his face. He let the fresh blood flow out of his wound as if he didn't even notice it.

  This move 【Knife Asking for Life】, originally a must-get knife, was actually broken like this, and it's exactly the same as three months ago.

  No, three months ago, Sun Yan's three punches were just shattering the knife shadow, and both sides were evenly matched. However, after three months, Sun Yan's three punches broke through the knife style, instantly reversing the situation.

  "What kind of martial art is this?" Lin Tianwang asked in a hoarse voice.

  Sun Yan slowly withdrew his fist and said: "[Tiger Evil Life-Killing Strike], a high-ranking martial skill of the fourth grade!"

  Outside, everyone was silent.

  Feng Yan was stunned, his mouth agape. He immediately cursed, "Damn it! This [Tiger's Fatal Blow] is something I taught him, even if I were to use it myself, there's no way to counter the [Overlord's Blade]'s technique. This little brat... this little brat..." At this point, he was at a loss for words to describe his feelings.

  Meng Dongwang was also stunned, Sun Yan's three punches just now completely overturned his understanding. A fourth-grade upper-tier martial skill, how could it possibly rival the absolute arts on the Divine Skill Ranking?

  Behind him, Iron Spoon Uncle's eyes flashed with a hint of deep thought, and he said in a low voice: "Those three punches just now seemed to contain the true meaning of Gejin. Good kid, I really did underestimate you."

  The golden truth is indestructible and penetrates all things.

  Even an ordinary fourth-grade martial skill, after containing the true meaning of Gejin, its power is also doubled. Moreover, [Tiger's Fatal Blow] was originally a powerful martial skill, and when combined with the intent of Gejin Fist, its power is not simply one plus one.

  Feng Yan's eyes widened in shock, three punches broke the Overlord Sword Style. If this news gets out, it will likely shake the entire Imperial Wind Academy. Such a young genius is rarely seen in a hundred years, and even among many talented martial artists, he should be the one who stands out, making others look up to him with admiration.

  Looking at Sun Yan in the arena, Mu Tong's mouth was wide open, and for a moment he forgot to close it. He turned his head to look at Shui Lian Qing and said: "Lian Qing, is this kid really Ah Yan? How can he be so powerful that even Lin Tian Wang is no match for him?"

  Shui Lian Qing nodded repeatedly, she was now so excited that she couldn't speak. This young man was still as outstanding as he was at Nan Ying Academy, no matter where he went.

  In the arena, Lin Tianwang kept his head down, silently staring at the wooden knife in his hand, like a sculpture, without saying a word.

  Across from him, Sun Yan also didn't move his feet, he had a premonition that the battle between them was far from over.

  Suddenly, Lin Tianwang raised his head, a resolute expression appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Sun Yan, take another blow from me!"

  Buzz!

  The voice fell, the knife shape rose, and the wooden knife in Lin Tianwang's hand suddenly disappeared. It was as if it had vanished into thin air, leaving behind a dreamlike illusion. The dull wooden knife flashed with a dazzling light, its shadowy form enveloping Sun Yanguang's entire body.

  In an instant, Lin Tianwang's entire demeanor changed, as if he were a young man standing on the turbulent Yangtze River under the moonlight, his sword and the moon casting endless reflections.

  "Knife Fusing Jiang Moon"

  Big Boss Sword: Second Style!

  In a trance, everyone in the scene felt as if they were in the midst of the ocean, under the bright moonlight, and amidst the vast river, experiencing the insignificance of human beings.

  That feeling of weakness spread throughout his body in an instant, and before the battle had even begun, his heart was already trembling with fear.

  Such a terrible fighting skill, really, worthy of being on the list of ultimate skills.

  However, Lin Tianwang's use of this move would undoubtedly come at a terrible cost. As he wielded his sword, the wounds all over his body suddenly burst open, and blood sprayed out, turning him into a bloody person.

  Regardless of the consequences, just for the victory of this war.

  The onlookers, each and every one of them couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration in their hearts. Only with such an unyielding dedication to victory can one go further on the path of martial arts.

  "Good, [Dà Bà Wáng Dāo]!" Sun Yan exclaimed.

  Faced with this stunning blow, Sun Yan's expression turned solemn. He finally took a step forward, but the thoughts in his mind suddenly drifted away, recalling the deepest part of Bai Yu Xing, the endless desolation of the vast desert and yellow sand.

  In an instant, a burst of enlightenment surged up in his mind.