Chapter 9: Perilous Situation

  Ling Jing couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, thinking to himself, "My sword technique was only successful because it incorporated your swift knife skills. If you can't even see that, then you're not worthy of being a top-notch expert."

  But his face remained calm and unruffled, with a faint smile, saying: "Brother Tian indeed has good eyesight, this sword technique is called 'Swift Wind Sudden Rain', the essence of the sword technique, I only take one word 'fast' from it. It's actually quite similar to Brother Tian's knife technique, but in fact, this is not a martial art of our Huashan Sect, but rather a private creation of mine, and I'm afraid it's laughable."

  His true swordsmanship was called "Fast Sword Thirteen Styles", a name automatically assigned by the system, but if he said it now, this name was too close to Tian Boguang's knife method, seeming to have a competitive intention. If this sparked Tian Boguang's competitive heart, it would not be good for him, so he temporarily changed its name to "Sudden Wind and Rain".

  Tan Boguang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that this young Ling Xiao would be able to create his own martial art at such a young age, and from the sword move just now, it seemed that its power was not weak at all, which made him somewhat amazed.

  He smiled and said: "I didn't expect Brother Ling to be a natural-born genius, able to create his own sword technique at such a young age. This talent really makes Tian certain feel ashamed."

  Linghu Chong was also astonished in his heart, this little brother could be said to have grown up under his watchful eye, what martial arts he knew, he almost knew clearly, but he didn't know when this little brother had actually created a fast sword technique on his own, and it seemed that it wasn't weaker than Tian Boguang's previous knife.

  He felt a slight bitterness in his heart, secretly thinking that this little brother was indeed incredibly talented, and he himself was far inferior, no wonder Little Sister would...

  Thinking of this, his heart felt extremely sour. He recalled that his relationship with his younger brother was also very close in the past. In Huashan, apart from Lu Xianfeng, only he and himself were closest to each other.

  But since that incident, his younger brother had gradually become estranged from him, and the gap in their hearts had grown deeper. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bitter regret in his heart, wondering how he could have been so blind to do such a thing back then.

  At this time, Linghu Cong suddenly struck his chest with force, almost knocking himself out of breath, and secretly scolded himself as "foolish" and "acting recklessly", truly unworthy to be the eldest disciple of Mount Hua.

  Yi Lin on the side was caught off guard by Linghu Cong's sudden move, and hastily grabbed his hand, saying: "Linghu big brother, what are you doing?"

  Linghu Chong simply shook his head and smiled wryly at her, saying nothing.

  On the other hand, Ling Jing smiled at Tian Bo Guang and humbly said: "Brother Tian is overpraising me. If we talk about speed with swords, I'm afraid there are few people in Jianghu who can match Brother Tian's skills. This time, I was the one who was inferior."

  Tian Boguang waved his hand and said, "Ling brothers don't need to be modest. Since you are a master of the fast sword, I, Tian Mou, must ask for your guidance."

  Tian Boguang had just made a move that nearly injured Ling Jing, so he had to be extremely focused and concentrated in order to counterattack.

  But this time, Tian Boguang seemed to have no intention of taking the initiative, his knife tip pointing downwards, gathering all his flaws and waiting quietly for Ling Jing to make a move.

  Ling Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, his internal energy flowing to the hand holding the sword, while in his heart he was constantly observing Tian Boguang's weaknesses.

  However, the opponent was after all a top-notch master in the Jianghu, with extremely rich combat experience and extremely exquisite swordsmanship. For a time, he couldn't find even half a flaw.

  He was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't wait any longer. If he didn't make a move soon, he couldn't guarantee that Tian Boguang wouldn't suddenly take action.

  "Hum!"

  Ling Jing finally drew his sword, and the move he made was the most vicious one in the "Fast Sword Thirteen Styles", a sword technique that originated from Tian Bo Guang's fast knife, but after his deduction, it had undergone several changes. In one move, six follow-up moves were hidden, and the long sword, with a light hum, swiftly stabbed at Tian Bo Guang from an eerie angle.

  Facing Ling Jing's fierce sword, Tian Boguang suddenly shouted: "Come on!" Then he reversed his grip on the hilt, moved his arm, and the short knife slanted upwards to meet the sword.

  "Clang!"

  Ling Jing's long sword was blocked by Tian Boguang in mid-air, and he couldn't advance even a single step further. His heart sank slightly, not expecting his sword to be so easily blocked by Tian Boguang.

  He cursed in his heart, "System is so unfair!" because his internal energy was only close to the peak of Grade 5, but top-notch martial arts required a deep and strong internal force to fully activate. So, although he had grasped the top-notch sword technique "Fast Sword Thirteen Styles", at this moment his own internal energy cultivation was still far from enough, and the power of this sword technique could only be unleashed to about 60-70%.

  If the system could directly raise his inner power to third-grade, then he would have a bit of strength, but this ghost system actually let him use this little bit of real strength to fight against Tian Boguang, isn't that just sending him to his death?

  In an instant, his mind was racing, but the long sword in his hand did not stop swinging, continuously attacking.

  If he took the initiative, he might be able to seize some opportunities, but once Tian Boguang launched a counterattack, he really didn't know how many moves he could withstand.

  "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

  The two were again linked in a flurry of moves, the sound of clashing swords never stopping, but Tian Boguang only defended, seemingly determined to see through Ling Jing's sword moves.

  Linghu Chong watched the two of them fighting from the side, but as he looked on, his heart grew more and more frightened. Both of these people were fast hitters, in an instant it was already a flurry of sword and knife lights, so fast that it almost seemed to create illusions.

  Tian Boguang's defeat was nothing to be surprised about, as he had already witnessed his martial arts skills and wasn't particularly impressed by the exquisite knife techniques he displayed. However, what astonished him was that Ling Jing could exchange several moves with Tian Boguang at this moment, and his swordsmanship was just as fast as Tian Boguang's.

  Filled with shock and bitterness, Linghu Chong suddenly let out a bitter laugh, thinking to himself: "I never thought that my little junior brother's swordsmanship had reached such a high level. I'm ashamed to think of myself as the eldest disciple of Mount Hua, yet when compared to my little junior brother, I'm actually so inferior."

  Linghu Chong, who was familiar with Ling Jing, was already so shocked, let alone Yilun, whose martial arts were not as good as his. Among the second-generation disciples of the Hengshan Sect, there were no outstanding figures, and Yilun's martial arts were actually mediocre. If compared to Linghu Chong and Ling Jing, she would be much weaker.

  At this time, her eyes were already filled with wonder, she had not expected that the young-looking Hua Shan Sect junior brother, who appeared to be much younger than her, would have such high-level swordsmanship.

  She secretly sighed, unexpectedly the Huashan School was so full of talent, and when she looked back at her own school, which was also one of the Five Mountain Sword Schools, it had fewer second-generation disciples than the Huashan School.

  But just as the two men were lost in their own thoughts, Tian Boguang suddenly shouted loudly: "Dong!"

  A flash of knife light, Ling Jing suddenly hummed a low sound, his left arm had already been dyed red with blood.

  After the two men exchanged seven or eight moves, Tian Boguang finally couldn't hold back and suddenly drew his sword to attack Ling Jing's central gate. Ling Jing had no choice but to quickly draw his sword to block it, as if he were hit by this move, he would definitely be seriously injured.

  However, Tian Boguang's eyes were very cunning, and as Ling Jing returned his sword, he suddenly changed the direction of his knife, cutting across Ling Jing's arm.

  Fresh blood dripped down his left arm, and Tian Boguang's knife had left a wound of two or three inches on his arm. Although the bone was not visible, the injury was not light, and his left hand ached so much that it almost trembled.

  Cold sweat dripped down from his head, but Ling Jing forced himself to calm down. Although he had long known that he was no match for Tian Boguang, the system's words were a sharp sword hanging over his heart, making him rush forward with a stiff upper lip despite knowing the danger to his life.

  He cursed the system in his heart as "shameless" and "unscrupulous", but at this moment, it was already a matter of life and death, leaving no room for him to retreat.

  He forced himself to shake off the pain in his hand, mustered up his spirit and shouted loudly: "Again!"

  The long sword transformed into a silver light and shot out like lightning.

  PS: Second update, seeking collection and recommendation