Chapter 71: The Final Battle

  The battle for the indicator has come down to this, with only Yan Zhen and Lin Da Tong remaining. There is no doubt that these two will be the last ones standing. As for who will win or lose between them, everyone is extremely curious.

  "Lin Datong is also a very famous strong man, in the previous battle, he defeated Song He, and he is proficient in the lower-grade swordsmanship of the Mystic Stage. Tsk, tsk, that's the lower-grade swordsmanship of the Mystic Stage! And he uses it more skillfully than his younger brother Lin Dalie, not so easy to break." someone said.

  "Yes, it seems Lin Datong is going to win." said an older man stroking his beard.

  "This dark horse, Yan Zhen, should stop here." Most of the older generation supported Lin Da Tong, after all, he was a well-known figure for a long time, and they would rather support someone from their own generation.

  "It's not necessarily the case." Some people also said: "Yan Zhen won the first game against Lin Da Li, but we haven't seen his true abilities yet. He may have some tricks up his sleeve that he hasn't revealed yet. I think Yan Zhen has a good chance of winning too." Most young people supported Yan Zhen, after all, they were all young people.

  "Haha, regardless of who wins, after watching one thrilling battle between uncles and nephews, another even more exciting battle between uncles and nephews is coming, wow, we're in for a treat!" said a person with an age that's neither old nor young, speaking from a completely neutral standpoint.

  "If Yan Zhen wins, then this dark horse of his will truly be a dark horse to the end. And with this achievement, he can also become the youngest genius in Xiāo Zhī's Immortal City." A young man said enviously.

  "It all depends on the outcome of this battle."

  In the corner of the stage, Yan Tieyi, Lin Ying, and Yan Xuejun were on one side, while Madam Lin Datong, Lin Bufan, Madam Lin Dali, Lin Bugun, and Lin Xiaole were on the other. The two groups were in a state of enmity towards each other. Old Lady Lin was somewhat biased towards Lin Datong, after all, he was her son, whereas Yan Zhen was only her grandson. A son is always closer than a grandson.

  Lin Dato's wife snorted: "This time, I'll see what kind of skills Yan has."

  Lin Bu Fan also sneered: "My father's swordsmanship is pure and flawless, Yan Zhen will definitely lose."

  Yan Tiejun and Lin Ying knew that their son Yan Zhen's chances of winning were extremely low. Yan Xuejun also knew that Lin Datong was a formidable opponent, but she had an unyielding personality and pouted her red lips: "Everything will be settled after the fight, it's not necessarily who wins or loses."

  ……

  It was a clear sky just now, but suddenly countless dark clouds gathered, the dark clouds surrounded and enveloped everything, and the atmosphere became much more tense.

  On the stone dragon boat, Yan Zhen wore white clothes as white as snow, grasping the hilt of his sword.

  Lin Datong wore a dark robe, black as ink, and his hand also grasped the hilt of his sword.

  Yan Zhen and Lin Da Tong stood facing each other.

  Lin Datong said in a cold voice, "Since ancient times, only uncles have beaten their nephews, but never have nephews beaten their uncles. You previously beat Dalie, which is truly unfilial and rebellious."

  "Indeed, I, as the nephew, beating up my uncle like this isn't good either. How about this, I'll let you have three moves later?" said Yan Zhen.

  Lin Datong was taken aback at first, but Yan Zhen surprisingly admitted his mistake and even let him win three moves. However, after thinking it through, he couldn't help but feel relieved. From the battle just now, it could be seen that Yan Zhen's defense was quite good, and his footwork was better than Lin Datong's. What Yan Zhen meant by "letting him win three moves" was that Lin Datong wouldn't gain any advantage at all, and would instead suffer the reputation of being let off easy. That little scoundrel Yan Zhen was truly vicious!

  Yan Zhen continued: "Oh, why aren't you responding? Are you thinking I'll let you have five moves, ten moves, or even a hundred moves? That's not going to happen, letting a hundred moves is too excessive."

  Yan Zhen said, and the audience below also burst into a wave of laughter. Lin Da Tong was so angry that his nose was crooked. This nephew was really not ordinary, and his verbal sparring was extremely fierce: "I don't want you to yield 100 moves, I don't want you to yield at all, not even one move."

  "Really?" Yan Zhen looked at Lin Da Tong with a very suspicious gaze.

  Lin Datong was furious: "Of course it's true! I'm the great Lin Datong, and you think I'd let a young whippersnapper like you get away with this?"

  "Don't blame me if you lose later." Yan Zhen continued to tease casually.

  "Damn it, let me go!" Lin Datong was about to explode with anger.

  Yan Zhen actually didn't plan to let Lin Da Tong, he started talking like this just because he was bored and wanted to tease the other party, also to practice his verbal sparring skills.

  "In that case, I'll try to settle this within 15 moves." Yanzhen said nonchalantly.

  "You think you can defeat me in fifteen moves? Don't dream on." Lin Datong said gritting his teeth.

  Yan Zhen was not bragging, and he really intended to defeat Lin Da Tong within 15 moves. In terms of strength comparison, Yan Zhen had the power of the second level of the foundation-building realm, mastering two major sword sources, while Lin Da Tong had the power of the third level of the foundation-building realm, knowing the lower-grade sword technique of the Mystic Stage. According to this comparison, Yan Zhen was slightly stronger. However, it was indeed unlikely for him to defeat Lin Da Tong within 15 moves.

  But Yan Zhen naturally had a plan, this was Shi Long Zhou, next to it was the Xia River, and there was a lot of water in the Xia River. However, Yan Zhen would use a set of Xuan Jie's low-grade swordsmanship called Shui Long Swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship itself should have a slightly stronger power than the opponent's Flame Cutting Swordsmanship, but what's more, the Shui Long Swordsmanship could borrow the power of the river, and at that time, it would be able to form an overwhelming attack.

  So, Yan Zhēn dared to shout out his boastful claim of defeating Lin Dàtōng within fifteen moves.

  Lin Datong suddenly drew his sword, and indeed he was using the Flame Cutting Sword Technique. His Flame Cutting Sword Technique was quite skilled, and as he wielded it, a series of explosive flame bursts erupted one after another. This was the intense explosion that would occur when the Flame Cutting Sword Technique reached its limit. The attacking power of this explosion was extremely fierce.

  Yan Zhen faced this attack, constantly dodging and weaving, while occasionally counterattacking with a single sword strike. The sword flashed in the water, its magical power infusing into the liquid as it rippled slightly.

  Lin Datong launched a series of eight moves in a row, while Yan Zhen retreated eight times in succession. At the same time, the sword light on the water surface also struck eight times in a row.

  Lin Datong shouted: "What's wrong, aren't you counterattacking? Didn't you claim that you would defeat me in fifteen moves?"

  Yan Zhen smiled suddenly, just now he had infused his sword's power into the water, actually it was the hidden water severing technique of the Water Dragon Sword.

  This hidden water skill, every time it is used, can increase some power.

  The limit is ten times, once it reaches ten times, the Ten Sides Water can be gathered to launch the most violent move in the Water Dragon Sword Technique - Ten Sides Water turns into a Water Dragon, and at that time, with an invincible momentum, it will surge towards the opponent.

  Yan Zhen made another move, hitting the water surface again, still in a diving posture, this is the ninth time she has dived.

  Yan Zhen once again made a move, this was the tenth time he used Fowu Shui Shi.

  The tenth Water Submission is complete, and I can finally use my ultimate move. Yan Zhen also heard Lin Da Tong's provocation, and the corner of his mouth rose with a cold smile. Provocation? You continue to provoke me? Soon, I will give you a ruthless blow.