Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 78 - 78 77 Suppression

78: Chapter 77 Suppression 78: Chapter 77 Suppression Clang!

A faint sound, the Long Sword unsheathed, its brilliant Sword Light illuminating all around.

With a casual strike, the murderous intent rippled like water, purple Sword Light soared into the sky, piercing the void and slashing towards Lin Xuan with a fierce posture.

Just one draw of the sword, yet so powerful.

“So strong!”

“No wonder he’s the holder of ten consecutive victories!”

Inside the hall, the Martial Artists who witnessed Qi Jue’s move, all expressed their admiration.

Looking at the concentration of the Sword Light, it had already reached the peak of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation, it seemed Qi Jue would soon break through.

Some Eighth Rank Martial Artists also had serious expressions, Qi Jue’s potential was enough to draw their attention.

“Hmph!

This Lin Xuan is definitely doomed!” Ling Ze’s eyes shone with anticipation.

“Alas, if nothing unexpected happens, this Martial Artist named Lin Xuan probably won’t be able to dodge this move.” Some Martial Artists lamented, after all, having just attained the power of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation, it would probably be hard to adapt in a short time.

Seeing this move, Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted sharply.

He quickly executed the Illusion Thunder Step Technique, his figure became dreamlike and illusory, making it hard to discern the real from the fake.

Whoosh!

The purple Sword Light flashed by, but only cut through a residual image.

“Uh?

He dodged it?” In the hall, many Martial Artists were surprised, even Qi Jue himself felt an unexpected jolt.

They didn’t know that Lin Xuan had precise control power.

Although his power had surged considerably, under his control, he could definitely display it perfectly.

“Such a brilliant movement technique!” Luo Qingshan caught sight of Lin Xuan’s technique, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, it seemed it might be a Xuan-grade Martial Arts; he wondered to what extent Brother Lin had mastered it.

Lin Xuan’s movement was indeed fast, but Qi Jue’s sword was not slow, maintaining ten consecutive wins naturally had its advantages.

“Absolute Saber Eight Forms!” Qi Jue, feeling humiliated by his earlier mishap, didn’t want to prolong the fight with Lin Xuan anymore, so he used his best Saber Technique right away.

“It’s there, the Absolute Saber Eight Forms!

Qi Jue is sure to win!” some Martial Artists who supported Qi Jue excited.

The purple Sword Light brightened, a faint purple Sword Energy over two meters long extended from the Long Sword, emitting a dull howling sound wherever it passed.

Lin Xuan swept with his sword, the sword body covered in faint golden arcs, a chaotic and violent aura spread out rapidly, crashing into the purple Sword Light.

Swords and sabers collided, the intense energy clash made the air tremble, the tables and chairs on either side shattered violently, and terrifying cracks were slashed into the ground.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, Sword Light soared to the sky.

Qi Jue did not relax even a bit, he felt that the Long Sword in his hand was being neutralized by a strange power, the Long Sword originally cleaving towards Lin Xuan deviated sharply by several inches.

“How is this possible?” Qi Jue’s face drastically changed, it was one thing for Lin Xuan to avoid his first blade since it was only a probing move, but now, even when he deployed the Absolute Saber Eight Forms, he still couldn’t gain the upper hand, which was hard for him to accept.

“No, how could he so quickly master the power of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation?” Could it be that he had hidden his strength?

Qi Jue pondered a more critical problem.

But Lin Xuan obviously wouldn’t give him an answer.

Now that Lin Xuan could use the power of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation, he was beyond thrilled, his swords continuously cleave out, overwhelming Sword Qi mixed with faint golden arcs, forming a wind and thunder momentum.

“The power of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation is indeed powerful, and the power of the seven Spirit Veins has stronger explosive and lasting power, but this power is also harder to control.” Lin Xuan analyzed continuously in his mind, having acquired an additional Spirit Vein, there were things he needed to study carefully.

“If I can fully master the power of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation in this Spirit Space, after going out, I can directly consume the Gathering Spirit Pill.” Lin Xuan felt a hint of excitement in his heart.

He had an Elixir Pill in hand that could directly promote him to the next realm.

If he could harness the power of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation and then use this pill to advance, he could stabilize at the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation in the shortest time without worrying about any side effects.

Thinking this, Lin Xuan’s offensive moves sped up by several notches.

This scene shocked all the Martial Artists watching the competition.

“What?

He’s actually dominating Qi Jue in the fight?

Am I seeing things?”

“That’s impossible!

It absolutely can’t be!”

Ling Ze’s face lost all its composure; he stood up straight, his fists clenched, his eyes unblinkingly fixed on the screen.

“Damn it, who can explain what’s happening here!”

“Young master, it’s possible this kid has been hiding his strength,” said a Black-clothed Martial Artist beside him.

“Hiding his strength?” Ling Ze’s face darkened upon hearing this, “Damn, and here I thought he was just overly confident, but he’s been concealing his strength!”

“Brother Lin, well done!” Ye Qing cheered from not far away.

When Lin Xuan heard these cheers, his anger grew.

“They must have planned this,” Ling Ze seemed to realize something, “All these preparations, they must have been aiming to win my Spirit Stones!”

Thinking about the ten thousand Spirit Stones made Ling Ze’s face twitch with pain.

He had been completely confident, which is why he dared to wager ten thousand Spirit Stones, only to end up being tricked.

“Winning my Spirit Stones won’t be that easy!” Ling Ze summoned a Black-clothed Martial Artist and whispered, “Go tell Fifth Master to figure out a way to manipulate the outcome of the match, no matter what, Lin Xuan mustn’t win!”

Upon receiving the orders, the Black-clothed Martial Artist quietly left…

In the Spirit Space, Qi Jue felt extremely suffocated, being completely suppressed and even being led around by Lin Xuan.

The idea of being defeated in front of everyone by a Martial Artist from the Sixth Rank was enough to make him want to smash his head in frustration.

Lin Xuan, on the other hand, remained calm, his longsword steady in his hand.

He did not seek a quick victory but attacked methodically at his own pace.

However, in the next moment, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

“Contestant number nine, I am the administrator of this space.

I hope you can willingly lose this match.”

“What?” Lin Xuan was startled, his attack momentarily pausing, but he quickly regained his composure and thrust his longsword out again.

But this slight opening was seized by Qi Jue, who immediately counterattacked.

He was originally a powerful Martial Artist, having secured ten consecutive victories before.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qi Jue’s Spiritual Power surged as he unleashed the full force of the Absolute Saber Eight Forms.

A vast purple Sword Light swept overwhelmingly from all directions toward Lin Xuan.

Under such fierce attacks, Lin Xuan had no good counter and could only keep his sword light within three feet, taking a defensive stance.

This startling change caused an uproar among the Martial Artists in the hall; their emotions were as tumultuous as a ship sailing through waves.

“What’s happening?

Why is Lin Xuan suddenly struggling?” a Martial Artist wondered.

“It might be due to a failure in controlling his inner Spiritual Power, leading to a rapid depletion.

After all, it’s not his true Realm!” a Ninth Rank of Pulse Condensation expert speculated.

Only Ling Ze knew that his orders had taken effect.

“Lin Xuan, behind me stands the mighty Ling Family.

What do you have to challenge me with?”