Taking Action

On the sword platform, Lin Qishuang turned around and faced the direction of the various sects.

She held the Qingping Sword in her hand, its tip drooping slightly.

His expression was cool and resolute, and his voice clearly reached everyone's ears: "Gentlemen, is there anyone else who wishes to challenge the sword?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the square fell silent.

The successors of the three top sects have all been defeated, and all of them were defeated by Lin Qishuang in one move.

The disciples of the other small and medium-sized sects looked at the white figure on the sword platform with awe and no one dared to step forward to challenge her.

They all knew that their strength was far inferior to that of Chu Qingyun, Huo Ling'er, and Shi Potian.

If you rush forward rashly, you will only humiliate yourself.

Time slips away, little by little.

On the sword platform, Lin Qishuang stood quietly, her figure slender and graceful, aloof and proud.

Like a fairy from the heavens, untouched by worldly concerns.

Below the plaza, disciples from various sects looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one dared to step forward; a subtle silence filled the air.

Suddenly, a deep voice slowly rang out from the seats of the Wind Shadow Sect.

"Fairy Lin's swordsmanship is superb; I admire it."

However, although the Wind Shadow Sect is not a top-tier sect, it still has its own way of swordsmanship.

Today, I humbly request to learn a few things from Fairy Lin, and I humbly request her guidance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure slowly stood up.

He was a thin young man dressed in black, with an ordinary face but extremely sharp eyes.

He is Feng Wuhen, the successor of the Fengying Sect in this generation.

The Wind Shadow Sect is known for its speed, and Feng Wuhen's Wind Shadow Sword Technique is even more superb.

Extremely fast and skilled in surprise attacks, he is quite famous among small and medium-sized sects.

Feng Wuhen took a step forward, his figure as light as a shadow, and landed on the sword platform in an instant.

He held a slender, black longsword in his hand; the blade was thin and extremely sharp.

"Wind Shadow Sect, Wind Without Trace! Please enlighten me, Fairy Lin!"

Lin Qishuang looked at him calmly, gently flicked the Qingping Sword in her hand, and said in a flat tone, "Please."

A sharp glint flashed in Feng Wuhen's eyes.

He knew that his strength was far inferior to that of Chu Qingyun and Huo Ling'er.

If it were a head-on confrontation, he would definitely not be a match for Lin Qishuang.

Therefore, he could only rely on the speed of the Wind Shadow Sect to launch a sneak attack on Lin Qishuang.

Moreover, he was betting that Lin Qishuang's strength had been greatly weakened after three rounds of fighting.

If I can find her weakness, I will have a chance of winning.

"Take this!"

Feng Wuhen shouted loudly, and his figure instantly turned into a black afterimage.

He was moving at incredible speed, charging towards Lin Qishuang.

The next moment, he flashed and appeared behind Lin Qishuang.

The black longsword in his hand carried a sharp and sinister sword aura.

He stabbed fiercely towards Lin Qishuang's back.

Lin Xiao's heart leaped into his throat once again.

He instinctively wanted to rush forward, but was held down by Yu Jiuyou once again.

"What's the rush?" Yu Jiuyou's voice rang out calmly.

"If Lin Qishuang can't even withstand this kind of sneak attack, she doesn't deserve to be the successor of the Sword Pavilion."

Lin Xiao froze, his gaze fixed on the sword platform.

He knew that Yu Jiuyou was right, but he still couldn't put his mind at ease.

Just as the black longsword was about to pierce Lin Qishuang's back, Lin Qishuang moved.

Her figure was as swift as a gentle breeze; with a slight turn of her body, she avoided Feng Wuhen's sneak attack.

At the same time, she thrust her Qingping sword backhand, and a slender cyan sword light instantly pierced towards Feng Wuhen's wrist.

Feng Wuhen was startled and quickly tried to dodge.

However, although his speed was fast, it was still a step slower than Lin Qishuang's sword light.

"laugh--"

With a soft sound, the cyan sword light gently touched Feng Wuhen's wrist.

Feng Wuhen felt a numbness in his wrist, and the black longsword in his hand fell to the sword stand with a "clang".

He felt weak all over and staggered back several steps.

Lin Qishuang slowly turned around, looking at him calmly, her tone indifferent:

"While the Wind Shadow Sword Technique is fast, your mind is too restless."

A hint of shame and resentment appeared on Feng Wuhen's face.

He knew he had lost, and lost terribly.

He bent down to pick up the black longsword from the ground, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and said sincerely, "Fairy Lin, your skill is superior. I, Feng Wuhen, concede defeat. I was reckless today, and I beg Fairy Lin's forgiveness."

Lin Qishuang nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Feng Wuhen turned around, walked down from the sword platform in shame, and returned to his seat in the Fengying Sect.

The sect leader of the Wind Shadow Sect looked at him, sighed softly, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

He knew that Feng Wuhen was eager to prove himself, but he was using the wrong methods.

Next, several disciples from smaller sects mustered their courage, climbed onto the sword platform, and challenged Lin Qishuang, hoping to snag a bargain.

However, their strength was far inferior to Lin Qishuang's.

Whether they were disciples of the Dan Ding Sect or the Xuan Tian Sect, they could only withstand three moves at most before being easily defeated by Lin Qi Shuang.

Each time she defeated an opponent, Lin Qishuang would simply say "Thank you for your concession."

Her expression remained aloof, without the slightest hint of pride or arrogance.

Her swordsmanship became increasingly exquisite and sharp.

The Qingping Sword seemed to come alive in her hands.

Each sword strike lands precisely on the opponent's weakness, stopping short of causing death.

The applause and cheers in the square never stopped.

Everyone was awestruck by Lin Qishuang's swordsmanship and impressed by her composure.

Lin Xiao stood beside the Netherworld Sect's seats, his gaze fixed on Lin Qishuang.

As he watched her defeat her opponents time and time again, and gazed at her aloof and proud figure, his longing for her grew stronger and stronger.

He knew that Lin Qishuang had become so powerful because she had gone through many hardships that he was unaware of.

He felt sorry for her and wanted to protect her even more.

Yu Jiuyou looked at Lin Qishuang on the sword platform, his expression growing increasingly serious.

She discovered that Lin Qishuang's strength was far greater than she had imagined.

Moreover, her swordsmanship is extremely pure, without any impurities, as if she was born for the sword.

Such an opponent, if he or she becomes an enemy, would be a great threat.

The sect leaders and elders of various sects, including Xuanqing Zhenren, Chilian Xianzi, and Shi Jian, looked at Lin Qishuang with eyes full of praise and satisfaction.

Everyone knows that with Lin Qishuang around, there is hope for the future of Jian Ge.

The future of the Cangxuan Realm now has an added layer of security.

The sun gradually began to set in the west.

On the Sword-Asking Square, no disciple from any sect dared to step onto the sword platform and challenge Lin Qishuang.

All the disciples who came to challenge were easily defeated by Lin Qishuang with her Qingping Sword.

Her Qingping Sword swept across the entire world of swordsmanship, and no one could rival her.

The Sword Pavilion Sect Master stood up again, his voice resounding throughout the Sword Inquiry Square.

Today, disciples from various sects have taken to the stage to challenge each other, hone their swordsmanship skills, and exchange insights.

Lin Qishuang, as a successor of my Sword Pavilion, swept across the entire arena with her Qingping Sword, defeating all challengers and outshining all others. She is undoubtedly the victor of this Sword Challenge!

As soon as he finished speaking, the square erupted in the loudest applause and cheers, which lasted for a long time.

Lin Qishuang stood in the center of the sword platform, holding the Qingping Sword. She turned to face the major sects, bowed slightly, and said calmly, "Thank you all for your consideration."

Her voice, though not loud, carried a penetrating power, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

However, at that moment, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

This directly shattered the cheers and noise in the square.

"Lin Xianzi's swordsmanship is superb, truly living up to her reputation."

However, if today's Sword Challenge is only about Lin Xianzi's beauty, it would be far too dull.

All eyes instantly turned to the Netherworld Sect's seats.

Lin Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that Yu Jiuyou was finally about to make her move.

Lin Qishuang's gaze also fell on Yu Jiuyou, a hint of solemnity flashing in her eyes.

Today, her true rival has finally arrived.

Yu Jiuyou slowly stood up, wearing a long black robe that trailed three feet on the ground.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he walked step by step toward the sword platform.

Her steps were calm and firm.

Each step was taken on a node of the sword pattern.

Wherever it passed, the air froze, and a powerful sense of oppression spread in all directions.

"The Netherworld Sect, Yu Jiuyou."

Yu Jiuyou's voice was clear, cold, and sharp.

"Today, I will come and test the Qingping Sword of Fairy Lin."

"Look, is it Fairy Lin's Qingping Sword that can break all laws, or my Netherworld Great Art that can subdue the world!"