Ling Tian Sword God-Chapter 618 - 616: The Number One Assassin in the Black Market_1
"He is the world’s number one master, the Master of the Cyan Robe Association, The Invincible Sword Sect Ling Chen!"
Leng Jue looked at Yuan Gang as if he were an idiot.
Even Leng Jue was in awe of Ling Chen’s strength and considered himself inferior. Yet, Yuan Gang dared to provoke him. Wasn’t this just asking for humiliation?
"What? He is Ling Chen!"
Yuan Gang and Dugu Xie were also greatly surprised.
After the war with the Saint Witch Religion, the news that Ling Chen and Dustless were the same person had spread throughout the Martial World. Now, basically everyone who wasn’t completely cut off from information knew that Dustless of the Unbeatable Sword Sect was Holy Son Ling Chen of the Saint Witch Religion.
"So, he is the Master of the Cyan Robe Association, no wonder!"
The guests on Bright Moon Terrace all looked at Ling Chen with astonishment. His identity was truly extraordinary to merit such attention from the Black Market.
What a pity! The Bright Moon Tower Owner and Mu Qing were both full of regret. They should have tried harder earlier; if they could have gained Ling Chen’s favor, they would have certainly performed a great service. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
"Ling Chen? Unbeatable Sword Sect, good. I’ve been wanting to cross swords with you for a long time."
However, just as everyone was still in shock, a voice resounded. Amidst the many gazes, Dugu Xie laughed loudly, took a bold step forward, and his vast True Qi erupted like a flood. The powerful pressure altered the complexions of many people in the tower.
"What? Dugu Xie wants to challenge Ling Chen?" The crowd was shocked once again.
"Dugu Xie is the Shadow Tower’s number one Assassin. His strength surpasses even Leng Jue’s. He might actually be a match for Ling Chen."
"Mhm. Ling Chen does hold a high position, but his actual strength might not be terrifyingly high."
"This will be a good show."
People love a good spectacle, and many guests in the Bright Moon Tower started paying attention to this impending fight.
The news that Ling Chen had defeated the Emperor Sword Sect and Blood Demon Blade Sect had not spread widely, so many people’s understanding of his strength was still based on the Nine Dragons Lake Sword Summit from a few months ago.
"You are not my match. Why bother trying?" Ling Chen said indifferently, unmoved.
In Ling Chen’s opinion, this Dugu Xie’s strength was not even a match for the Emperor Sword Sect; there was simply no need to fight him.
"How arrogant! I, Dugu Xie, have always regarded those Martial World rankings as worthless as dirt. Today, I want to personally test just how extraordinary your Unbeatable Sword Sect is!"
True Qi surged. Dugu Xie laughed, his long hand suddenly clenching as a dart, a Hidden Weapon, appeared in his palm. With a stomp on the ground, he appeared lightning-fast in front of Ling Chen. His dart shot out violently, its sharp momentum tearing black trails in the space.
In the face of Dugu Xie’s fierce attack, Ling Chen didn’t dodge or retreat. He just tilted his body back when the dart was about to hit his face, allowing it to barely brush past him.
Seeing that Ling Chen had completely evaded his attack, Dugu Xie was stunned for a moment. Then he sneered, flipping his palm, and another Flying Dagger appeared—one of the Di Ming Flying Knives. This particular Di Ming Flying Knife shot out like a meteor, assaulting Ling Chen’s brow, its speed clearly surpassing that of the one Leng Jue had used.
Ling Chen abruptly shot up from his seat. The Flying Dagger passed straight through where he had been, instantly slicing the sandalwood table in two. The cut surface was incredibly smooth.
SHHHK!
This time, the Flying Dagger flashed past, slicing off a corner of Ling Chen’s robe.
CLANG!
The moment the Hidden Weapon was launched, Dugu Xie also drew a Thin Sword. Sparks flew as the sword scraped across the ground, lunging for Ling Chen’s heart.
Simultaneously, the two Hidden Weapons reversed course, flying back towards Ling Chen’s back.
Ling Chen waved his sleeves. Each time he unleashed a finger strike, it landed with extreme precision at the exact instant Dugu Xie’s attack was about to connect. This was the precise moment the attack’s force was transitioning from weak to strong. Exploiting such a fleeting opening required an incredibly perfect insight that hardly anyone possessed. Fortunately, Ling Chen, with his formidable Mental Power and Sword Intent, could manage it.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
With every clash, Dugu Xie’s expression grew increasingly grave. After a dozen or so fierce exchanges, his face was completely overcome with solemnity. Although he had repeatedly unleashed killing moves, he hadn’t inflicted the slightest damage on Ling Chen. The latter’s calm and composed demeanor made Dugu Xie feel increasingly humiliated.
"I’m curious to see just how fast your reflexes truly are."
Dugu Xie’s expression turned grim. Suddenly, his eyes flickered. The dart and the Flying Dagger—the two Hidden Weapons surrounding Ling Chen—split apart as if a mechanism had been triggered, transforming into numerous sharp blades that scattered in all directions.
"Truly worthy of your reputation as the Black Market’s top Assassin. Your tactics are indeed endless."
Seeing this, Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly. He picked up a fragment of the smashed table and swiftly waved it, parrying the scattering, fragmented Hidden Weapons.
With each block, the table fragment in Ling Chen’s hand broke apart further, until finally, it was reduced to dust. At that moment, Ling Chen’s eyes suddenly sharpened. In the next instant, he flashed, mysteriously appearing before Dugu Xie. With a flick of his finger, a gust of wind shot out, striking Dugu Xie’s wrist like lightning. Though not overwhelmingly powerful, this gust precisely interrupted the attack Dugu Xie was about to launch, causing his internal blood and Qi to churn.
"Damn it, you want to defeat me without even drawing your sword?"
Dugu Xie’s face darkened as Ling Chen effortlessly broke his move. But before he could even think, a sharp gust of wind came lashing at him, forcing him to hastily defend.
Ling Chen pointed, launching a Breaking Gold Finger radiance as he pressed in on Dugu Xie. The radiance, containing his Invincible Sword Intent, easily ripped apart Dugu Xie’s defenses.
BANG!
An overwhelming surge of wind filled the Bright Moon Terrace. Then, everyone watched in astonishment as Dugu Xie was sent flying backward by Ling Chen’s single finger, smashing through the railing. His body unstable, he teetered on the edge, nearly falling off the tower.
Just as Dugu Xie’s face turned grim and he was about to counterattack, a gleaming sword edge was already pressed against his neck.
Gazing upon the match that ended almost in an instant, the tower fell silent. Astonished gazes were fixed on the young man standing placidly at the center of the arena with his hands behind his back, who hadn’t even shifted his position. A deep sense of awe arose in their eyes.
From beginning to end, Dugu Xie was completely suppressed by Ling Chen; he couldn’t touch him at all. The moment Ling Chen drew his sword, the fight was over.
This was the power of the unbeatable, the unparalleled aura of the Unbeatable Sword Sect.
Witnessing this scene, even a Top Sky Apex Strong would have to express astonishment.
"Thanks for the match."
Sheathing his sword, Ling Chen picked up the wine cup from the table that had been split in two. Amazingly, the cup was undisturbed and the wine hadn’t spilled. He promptly downed it.
After the battle, the wine was still warm.
PFFT!
Dugu Xie, who had just steadied himself, couldn’t refrain from spitting out a mouthful of blood upon hearing these words. He never would have imagined that, with the strength he believed to be unbeatable below the Sky Apex Realm, he would lose so miserably to Ling Chen.
