Chapter 18 Soaring to the Sky and Breaking the Clouds
Liu Lin struck out three more moves among the lightning and flint, but Sima Lang still didn't move his position. He just blocked them with his giant sword and easily resolved them.
"Sima Lang, take my move, Ghost Dance!"
I saw Liu Lin rising across the sky, disappearing like a ghost for an instant, and then transformed into three clones, attacking Sima Lang from three different directions at the same time.
"Young little Jier!"
Sima Lang raised the broad sword above his head with one hand, swung it vigorously around his body, and then thrust it into the ground.
"Tiangang Sword Qi!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After a crisp sound of swords clashing, Liu Lin appeared behind Sima Lang like a ghost.
"Now! Break the army and kill it!"
Although Sima Lang sensed that Liu Lin was behind him, he was not as fast as Liu Lin, so he could only hold his sword hastily and turn around to attack.
"This guy's Ghost Dance Slash is imaginary, but his Army-Breaking Slash is real." The fourth elder commented outside the field.
Liu Lin's blade hit Sima Lang directly on the chest. Although Sima Lang was not able to fight in time, fortunately he had the advantage of strength and was protected by the sword energy. His clothes were only scratched, revealing the inner armor he wore under his clothes.
"Congratulations, you successfully angered me!"
Sima Lang turned from defense to offense, and the sharp sword energy turned into a biting wind and struck Liu Lin. Liu Lin could only use his speed advantage to keep moving and dodge, completely losing the chance to attack again.
"Good nephew, take his life quickly!" Sima Xiang shouted towards the audience.
"Liu Lin, chop him!" Shen Li also shouted from a place not far from Sima Xiang.
The spectators outside the stadium watched the fierce battle, shouting as if they had been beaten to death, and gradually divided into two groups.
"General Sima can win!"
"The skinny swordsman can win!"
Liu Lin swung his sword, and after struggling to repel a gust of wind, he jumped directly into the sky.
"Sima Lang, let you try the special skill I just realized!"
"Slash the sky and break the clouds!"
Liu Lin raised the sword above his head with both hands in the air, channeling the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and charged up a huge blue-white sword shadow, slashing at Sima Lang from the clouds.
Sima Lang grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, brought the Tiangang sword energy to the tip of the sword, and then used the sword tip as a point, the majestic sword energy burst out in all directions in an instant.
"Tiangang breaks the army!"
Sima Lang seemed to be transformed into a human-shaped cannonball soaring into the sky, with a huge sword shadow on the front.
"Good guy! It's a sonic boom, comparable to a supersonic missile." Shen Li transformed into a melon-eating crowd and said.
The huge blue-white sword shadow that Liu Lin had accumulated and swung out first collapsed after contact with Sima Lang, who was like a human-shaped cannonball. After the huge sword shadow was about to collapse by half, it exploded in the air.
"No, Liu Lin must have had an adventure during this period. If he had used this method when fighting his savior before, he would not have been suppressed by his savior. How could this person improve so much in a short period of time?
Things are very strange."
After recalling the cremation ground battle between Liu Lin and the old man of the Gangshan Sect, Sima Xiang analyzed it and finally came to a conclusion: Liu Lin had the secret to quickly increase his strength.
After the explosion, both Liu Lin and Sima Lang returned to the ground, but their condition didn't seem to be very good.
Liu Lin held the knife in one hand, covered his stomach with the other, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although Sima Lang did not vomit blood, his clothes were in tatters, and blood was dripping from several wounds on his arms and torso.
"Impossible, how could this move that Liu Lin understood contain the Qingyun Sect's sword intention? Could it be that I felt wrong? No, I didn't feel wrong. This is clearly the Qingyun Sect's sword intention." Sima Lang said to himself.
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While Sima Lang was distracted, Liu Lin seized the gap, circulated the golden elixir, quickly replenished his spiritual power, and used his remaining strength to raise the knife and stab Sima Lang.
"Get out!" Sima Lang shouted.
Sima Lang raised his giant sword and collided with Liu Lin's slender blade, causing sparks to fly.
Liu Lin was pushed back more than twenty meters, while Sima Lang only took two steps back.
"You and I both have very little spiritual power left. If we can only fight with our bodies, are you worthy of fighting me?" Sima Lang said sarcastically.
Liu Lin looked at the blade which was full of gaps, sighed, picked up the knife and fought with Sima Lang again.
The battle between the two at this time was very much like a lightweight boxer fighting a heavyweight boxer. It was a one-sided situation.
After being repulsed by Sima Lang many times, Liu Lin was exhausted and covered in blood. He knelt on the ground on one knee. The nearly scrapped sword could no longer support him to stand up. Sima Lang dragged the giant sword and walked heavily.
He walked to Liu Lin with quick steps.
"If you beg for mercy, I can consider sparing your life." Sima Lang said calmly.
"Kill me." Liu Lin said using his last strength.
"Boy, you are quite strong!" Sima Lang raised his giant sword.
"Third Grandpa, Fourth Grandpa, can you save Liu Lin? He is my friend." Shen Li said pleadingly to the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder.
"This is against the rules. Normally, the loser needs to beg for mercy from the winner, and the winner will most likely spare his life." The fourth elder said to Shen Li.
"Boy Shen, there are rules in the duel arena. Don't embarrass me," the third elder said.
When Sima Lang dropped his sword, Sima Xiang suddenly secretly sent a message to Sima Lang: "Keep someone under the sword, it will be useful to keep this person!"
When Sima Lang's giant sword was still a few centimeters away from Liu Lin's neck, he hurriedly swayed and moved the sword out of position. After cutting off a strand of Liu Lin's hair, it finally hit the ground.
The onlookers who were eating melons and cracking melon seeds saw that many people were already preparing to leave.
"General Sima has been writing for a long time. Will he kill him or not?"
"Let's go, let's go. There's no point to look at. It's very likely that General Sima will spare this person."
"It's all over so quickly, I haven't even finished watching it yet."
Liu Lin had already closed his eyes with the thought of death. After hearing the sound of the sword cutting the ground, he opened his eyes and saw the giant sword in front of him and said, "Why don't you kill me?"
"I respect you as a man, so I'll spare you." Sima Lang said coldly.
At this time, Sima Lang was upset in his heart: "What the hell is uncle doing? He is the one who asked me to kill this person, and he is the one who asked me not to kill this person!"
The Fourth Elder gave Shen Li a pill that was packaged similarly to Pien Tze Huang, and said to Shen Li: "Take this healing pill and give it to your friend. The result of the duel will be out."
"Thank you, Fourth Grandpa." Shen Li said as he took the delicate small box containing the elixir.
The fourth elder rose into the air and announced with a rich voice: "The duel is over, Sima Lang wins! Your grudges have been wiped out forever."
Just after the fourth elder made the announcement, he cast a spell to break the barrier. Shen Li ran into the field with the "Pien Tze Huang" and gave it to the weak Liu Lin.
At this time, most of the audience had already left the venue. Sima Xiang also walked into the venue, patted Sima Lang on the shoulder and said, "Nephew, you did a good job this time. I will mention your matter to the president tomorrow."
"Thank you, uncle." Sima Lang, whose face was stained with blood, grinned and said happily.
Shen Li supported Liu Lin and was about to leave when he was stopped by Sima Xiang.
"Shen Li, please take Liu Lin to the Alchemist Guild. His injuries are too serious. If he is not treated in time, his cultivation will only stop like this in his lifetime." Sima Xiang said to Shen Li.
Shen Li was startled at first and thought, "Sima Xiang's attitude has changed so quickly. I'm afraid the weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the rooster, and it's not a good idea."
Shen Li looked at Liu Lin, whose face was covered with blood and was in a semi-conscious state. He thought, "I don't care anymore. This guy's injury is really serious. The Alchemist's Guild is the only place where he can heal his injuries."
Shen Li said: "Okay, thank you, Senior Sima, regardless of the past grudges. Senior Sima is really the prime minister's heart."
After saying that, he helped Liu Lin leave the scene.