MTL NOVEL Chapter 19
Chapter 19: Who Claims Invincibility? Who Speaks of Undefeated!
“Whoa!”
A gust of wind swept past, directly aimed at Mu Ran Ya.
It was actually Mo Liushu who couldn’t hold back any longer and struck directly.
She was anxious, she was desperate!
Mu Ran Ya’s smile deepened, her white hair flying as she reached out.
“I know you’re eager, but don’t rush!”
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows. Mo Liushu moved quickly but was sent flying, crashing into the high platform.
The nine-tier high platform collapsed in an instant.
A terrifying aura swept through, dust flying everywhere, and the eighty-one disciples on the platform seemed to be locked down, unable to escape.
“Quick, save them!”
Elder Bai He exclaimed, watching as those disciples were about to be buried in dust.
At that moment, Zhou Tong made his move.
“Combine!”
With a clap of his hands, the eighty-one formations merged into the main formation, instantly breaking the aura lockdown.
This moment of effort brought hope, and the disciples simultaneously exerted their strength, breaking free without any casualties.
“Thank you, Senior Brother, for saving us!”
They knelt on one knee and sincerely bowed to Zhou Tong.
“No need; I am no longer your Senior Brother.”
Zhou Tong’s words were cold, causing a trace of sorrow in the eyes of the disciples, but immediately, what remained was genuine gratitude.
Everyone was astonished; Zhou Tong’s earlier speed was too swift, and his methods too profound, leaving them puzzled.
The key was that they could not discern Zhou Tong’s strength; it seemed as if he had no cultivation, yet he also seemed to be at the peak of the Soul Separation Realm—shrouded in mystery.
One thing was certain: there were no wounds from the Dao on Zhou Tong; he remained formidable!
This made the geniuses from other sects tremble; were they to be suppressed by this person again at the Hundred Sects Convention?
“Useless things! It was his Master who put you into crisis. Why do you need to bow to him?”
With a loud bang, the dust exploded, and a disheveled figure slowly emerged.
Mo Liushu’s hairpin was in disarray, a smear of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her breath had become faint.
Once again, people witnessed Mu Ran Ya’s ferocity; this woman, despite bearing Dao injuries and heart demons, was not someone of their generation who could challenge.
“Do you think you’ve won for sure?”
Mo Liushu took a deep breath, unwilling to admit defeat.
“You can continue; I only need one hand to handle you.”
Mu Ran Ya sneered, making Mo Liushu’s chest heave, almost ready to fight again!
“Wait!”
At that moment, Tang Qi suddenly stepped in between them.
“Xiao Qi, step aside; it’s dangerous here.”
“Master, there’s no need to worry; I have my ways to resolve it.”
Tang Qi smiled innocently, then turned to Mu Ran Ya, his expression growing serious.
“Senior Mu, today is my discipleship ceremony. You’ve barged into my sect and injured my Master. Even if you’re strong, I must seek justice.”
With those words, he twisted the Heavenly Dao Sword, pointing it at Mu Ran Ya.
“I challenge you to a sword duel. If I win, you must apologize to my Master.”
“Ha…”
Mu Ran Ya scoffed: “Yue’er, teach him a lesson!”
“Understood!”
The Little Demoness was eager to try her hand, stepping forward, her almost transcendent aura causing Tang Qi’s expression to change.
“The person I want to challenge is not you, but him!”
He pointed his sword at Zhou Tong: “I originally respected you as my Senior Brother, but you allied with outsiders to injure my Master. Today, I must seek justice for my Master. If you aren’t a coward, let’s fight!”
“You’re quite funny!”
The Little Demoness sneered. “You just received the Heavenly Dao baptism, and immediately you want to challenge someone whose cultivation has been crippled. Who’s the real coward here!”
“Hmph… Don’t say useless things. In this world, strength is paramount. If he’s afraid, he should just say so instead of hiding behind a woman, making a fool of himself!”
Mo Liushu chimed in, looking at Mu Ran Ya: “Don’t you hold that waste in high regard? Why can’t he even muster the courage to take action? Have you realized that he’s just a rotten piece of wood?”
Hearing this shameless remark, Mu Ran Ya’s aura surged again.
“Are you good at talking? Then let’s see whose mouth is tougher and whose fist is stronger!”
“I advise you not to be so arrogant. This is the Jade Purity Sect. If I call upon the Senior Elder, you’ll die here!”
“Before that, I can crush you ten times over!”
“Master!”
Zhou Tong suddenly hugged Mu Ran Ya’s arm, calming her down.
“Little guy… you…”
“It is time for me to end this. I will accept this sword duel.”
Upon hearing this, Tang Qi nearly burst into laughter.
He didn’t expect this waste to take the bait. On the arena, swords were blind; even if Zhou Tong accidentally killed him, no one could say anything.
This time, he would thoroughly crush Zhou Tong.
Everyone else looked on with anticipation. They could not discern Zhou Tong’s cultivation, but once they engaged, Zhou Tong would have no way to hide.
“Be careful, little guy.” Mu Ran Ya sensed Zhou Tong’s determination and didn’t dissuade him, only offering a concerned reminder.
“Don’t worry, I won’t lose.”
Under everyone’s gaze, the two turned towards the arena. As they got closer, Tang Qi revealed his true demeanor.
“From today, your era is officially over. I will show you the strength of the top young sword master!”
Zhou Tong’s lips curled up, and before he could speak, a clear female voice rode the wind.
“What an audacious claim! Who dares to proclaim invincibility? Who dares to claim they are undefeated? This girl has come to meet you!”
In the next moment, a surge of sword energy soared, and a figure in purple appeared before everyone.
The girl looked youthful, with a sword at her waist, exuding an imposing presence, and her appearance drew gasps from the crowd.
“It’s Long Lingyun! She actually came! It’s said she has received the Sword Saint’s inheritance and has already comprehended it—truly unfathomable!”
Someone spoke up about her origins, causing countless exclamations.
“I’ve heard about her too. It’s often said her talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled; not only her peers but even strong veterans cannot rival her. If these three are compared in swordsmanship, victory or defeat is hard to say.”
The crowd whispered, but Long Lingyun stepped onto the arena first, facing Zhou Tong and Tang Qi.
In just a glance, Tang Qi’s face showed amazement as he began to calculate in his mind.
“You two are quite impressive, aren’t you? I’m itching for a fight! Will you take me on one by one, or both at once? I’m up for it!”
The crowd was suddenly intrigued; this girl was indeed confident, suggesting her strength was considerable.
“Allow me to go first. Once I deal with you, I can handle him later too.”
Tang Qi took a step forward, suave and composed.
“You think you can win against me?”
“I don’t think I’ll lose. If I win, you’ll have to agree to one condition: join the Jade Purity Sect. How about that?”
“Deal! But I hope you don’t lose too badly.”
Long Lingyun was spirited, her brow furrowing with an indomitable belief.
Zhou Tong had already retreated from the arena, frowning; he felt this girl’s sword intent was somewhat familiar.
“Sword Saint… Sword Saint… I remember now! This Long Lingyun has indeed received his inheritance.”
A towering figure materialized in Zhou Tong’s mind—it was the Sword Saint himself, with whom he had crossed blades in a past life.
He remembered because the Sword Saint had held out against him for three whole moves before being defeated, even when Zhou Tong was close to achieving his Dao!