An Anticlimactic Battle

Inside Cold Mountain City, in a restaurant, in the topmost private room.

Wu Dao the old man watched the two white-clad figures on the street gradually approaching each other, a faint smile appearing in his eyes, though it was unclear what he found so amusing.

"Also wearing white, I still feel that the colder-looking fellow is more pleasing to the eye, and much more polite!"

The burly man said in a muffled voice, then picked up the large wine jar in front of him and took two large gulps, making Liu Tong's face even more unsightly.

Among the many super sects, who didn't know that the Great Yuan Dynasty, the leader of the Ten Super Dynasties, was the Yuan Gate's direct lineage? Otherwise, would that Qin Tian dare to use the title Little Yuan Lord?

Previously, Qin Tian's reputation was extremely high, and he was almost tacitly regarded as the champion of this Hundred Dynasty War, which Liu Tong had often boasted about.

"The name Sword Saint is well-deserved. He is like a Sword, upright in his heart, but simply dislikes interacting with people. Compared to the Sword Saint, that Qin Tian is somewhat ungrateful and arrogant!"

The Willow Skirt Beauty commented softly. The others nodded in agreement, while also looking at Liu Tong. The mocking gazes made Liu Tong's face turn green and white.

Wu Dao the old man happily sat beside him, drinking wine. Who told Liu Tong to be just as arrogant and self-important? Mentioning Qin Tian was fine, but he had to constantly show off, and after showing off, he had to step on the other sects one by one.

He even dared to compare a mere guy who had just broken through the Five Yuan Nirvana Realm with the core disciples of the other seven super sects, and even said that he would marry Ling Qingzhu of the Nine Heavens Great Purity Palace back to the Yuan Gate sooner or later, ha...

"However, I remember that fighting is not allowed in the city, is it?"

The White-Browed Old Man suddenly spoke. The black-robed old man from Symbol Valley heard this, glanced at Liu Tong, and then said with a smile.

"There is such a rule, mainly to prevent those with stronger strength from arbitrarily bullying, or even killing, the weaker ones. But, if someone is provoked before taking action, I don't see any problem with that."

"That's right, that's the principle. We initially established this rule to prevent the strong from wantonly slaughtering the weak, but if the weak take the initiative to provoke the strong, even if they are killed, it is their own fault, a search for death! What do you say? Attendant Liu Tong?"

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had not spoken all along, always carrying a long Sword on his back, spoke up. At the same time, a pair of sharp eyes directly locked onto Liu Tong, making Liu Tong's face, which was already constantly changing between green and white, even more unsightly.

How could Liu Tong not understand that the guys before him had probably reached a tacit agreement and were about to protect that guy, and then invite that guy to join their sect.

His eyes gradually darkened, but after the Life Profound Realm expert from the Sword Sect also joined in, Liu Tong naturally couldn't resist this pressure, so he snorted lightly.

"Then, as you all said, the weak should not provoke the dignity of the strong. The actions of those who are provoked should not be regarded as a violation of the rules!"

Those who violate the rules will be directly expelled from the Ancient Battlefield, and even, in some serious cases, will be killed on the spot by experts from the super sects.

Such a talented person, even Liu Tong, was reluctant to give up, of course, provided that the other party was willing to join their Yuan Gate, and Liu Tong was very confident about this!

On the street, Lin Xuan, dressed in white, looked at the gate of Cold Mountain City not far away, walking forward unhurriedly. Qin Tian, who was walking towards him, stared intently at Lin Xuan in front of him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

From Lin Xuan's body, Qin Tian couldn't sense any Origin Power fluctuations. However, Qin Tian didn't believe that Lin Xuan had any superb means to shield others' perception. He had to know that his detection methods were learned from the Yuan Gate, and it was impossible to fail when the strength difference was not too great.

No Origin Power fluctuations, then, obviously, the person in front of him must be a master of the Symbol Master path. In addition, according to rumors, the person in front of him had never drawn his Sword, and even when he took action, he used some special means, which further confirmed Qin Tian's guess.

"You are Lin Xuan?"

Lin Xuan? Lin Xuan was naturally familiar with this name, but hearing it from other people's mouths still felt very strange. On the contrary, he heard more of those ethereal titles.

Immediately, Lin Xuan subconsciously stopped, his eyes slightly turned, and he looked at the white-clad youth with a hint of nobility, nodding slightly in response.

"That's right, I am Lin Xuan!"

Qin Tian frowned slightly at the strange answer, then didn't think about anything else and said in a deep voice.

"I've heard many people say that your talent and strength are above me, so I've come to see for myself today!"

"You are too kind, but those are just empty words from the world, no need to mind them. Besides, your strength is no less than Lin Xuan's, and you are even more of a peerless talent. I, Lin Xuan, have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave!"

Lin Xuan sized up Qin Tian for a moment, nodded slightly, and said softly. Qin Tian's strength was indeed extremely strong, having already reached the Five Yuan Nirvana Realm, which showed that his talent was definitely among the best.

When Qin Tian heard the first half of Lin Xuan's words, his face was a little unsightly. What did he mean by 'no less than you'? However, when he heard Lin Xuan's later words, an arrogant look reappeared on Qin Tian's face. His peerless talent had always been his proudest point.

"Hmph, I naturally know that, but I never like being ranked alongside others. As long as I defeat you, others will naturally shut up. Don't worry, I will show mercy!"

"A contest is unnecessary. Your strength is formidable, and I, Lin Xuan, admit my inferiority. I still have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave!"

Lin Xuan nodded to Qin Tian, ignored him, and strode towards the city gate.

The secrets of the Ancient Battlefield hidden within the Cold Mountain outside the city aroused Lin Xuan's curiosity even more. He had a feeling that there, perhaps, he could really learn about the secrets of the Ancient Battlefield. This special space was definitely not that simple and very likely contained the secrets of the entire continent.

However, Lin Xuan had no intention of competing, but Qin Tian was determined to keep Lin Xuan here, wanting to defeat Lin Xuan and defend his prestige as the number one genius.

Seeing that Lin Xuan wanted to leave without saying a word, Qin Tian reached out directly, wanting to grab Lin Xuan's shoulder, just as they were about to pass each other.

But Qin Tian's hand stopped in mid-air just as it was about to land on Lin Xuan's shoulder. That mere inch of distance seemed impossible to close.

"Such a fast Sword drawing speed!"

On the top floor, the middle-aged man carrying a Sword, looked at Qin Tian's trembling arm, his eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't know when, but a long Sword, complete with its Sword Sheath, was now pointing at Qin Tian's wrist.

From twisting his wrist to exert force and rotating the long Sword, to using the end of the Sword Sheath to accurately stab Qin Tian's wrist, the middle-aged man didn't see the entire process clearly. It seemed as if the Sword had suddenly appeared. Although it was because he wasn't fully focused, such a Sword drawing speed was very likely above his own.

Although Sword drawing speed does not necessarily represent true strength, such speed is absolutely an unsolvable existence among those of the same level.

Lin Xuan turned his head to look at the person beside him, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness. He glanced slightly to the side, then looked at Qin Tian again, his voice slightly cold.

"Does Your Excellency intend to forcibly keep me, Lin Xuan, here?"

"..."

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Qin Tian's face also became a little unsightly, his eyes staring at the section of the Sword Sheath at his wrist with some apprehension.

The power transmitted from the Sword Sheath seemed to have forcibly severed the meridians at his wrist, making it impossible for Qin Tian to even mobilize the Origin Power within his body to shake the Sword Sheath away. If he dared to forcibly shake it away, the terrifying power on the Sword Sheath would probably directly cut off his palm.

After withdrawing his gaze from Qin Tian, Lin Xuan turned his wrist, retracted the long Sword, and walked towards the city gate again, ignoring everything else. He had never been a bloodthirsty person.

Behind him, Qin Tian stared at Lin Xuan's back, his face alternating between green and white, especially Lin Xuan's dismissive gaze, which stimulated the extremely proud and self-regarding Qin Tian's heart.

The whispers coming from the mouths of the experts participating in the Hundred Dynasty War on both sides of the street made the anger in Qin Tian's heart rise continuously, and his gaze towards Lin Xuan gradually turned red.

"Stop!"

Looking at the receding figure, Qin Tian finally couldn't help but shout out. He could be sure that if he couldn't win today, the title of the number one person in this year's Hundred Dynasty War would definitely be snatched away by Lin Xuan, and he, the number one genius of the Great Yuan Dynasty, could only become the other's stepping stone!

Moreover, if he couldn't win the championship of the Hundred Dynasty War, what would he use to propose marriage to the Nine Heavens Great Purity Palace?

He had already lost to this person once, and he must not lose again! Otherwise, how would Ling Qingzhu be willing to look at him? Could it be that he would allow the woman he loved to always be thinking about another man? And a man from a low-level dynasty?

Qin Tian would never allow such a thing to happen, so today, no matter what, he had to win, he had to win back!

Dignity, glory, woman...

However, what made Qin Tian furious was that the person in front, after hearing his order, did not react at all, and continued to walk forward on his own, without even the slightest pause in his footsteps, or even the slightest hint of fear or panic!

Ignoring him!

He, Qin Tian, was the Little Yuan Lord, the number one genius. How dare that kid from a low-level dynasty? How dare he disregard his noble self?

"Kid from a low-level dynasty, die for this Lord!"

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Qin Tian, who was rapidly flying towards Lin Xuan's back. Feeling the violent Origin Power fluctuations emanating from Qin Tian, they never expected that Qin Tian would dare to attack in a city with powerhouses from super sects sitting in town.

"Humph!"

The Wu Dao old man snorted coldly, his eyes instantly turning cold. He glanced at Liu Tong beside him with a hint of coldness, and a wave of Qi instantly locked onto Liu Tong.

Liu Tong's face instantly turned ugly when he was locked on by the Wu Dao old man's Qi, but the next moment, his face became even uglier.

"Boom!"

Before Qin Tian could get close to Lin Xuan, a powerful Sword Qi swept out from Lin Xuan's body and directly impacted Qin Tian.

"Pfft!"

While Qin Tian's body was still flying backwards in the air, a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spurted out of his mouth, leaving a blood-red, eerie arc in the air.

"Bang!"

On both sides of the street, everyone stared blankly at Qin Tian, who had fallen to the ground and slid for more than ten zhang. They then looked at the white-robed, silver-haired figure who still hadn't drawn his Sword. A breath of cold air was involuntarily sucked into their abdomens.

"Hiss! He didn't even force the Sword Saint to draw his Sword?"

"It seems that the champion of the Hundred Dynasty War can be booked in advance!"

"..."

No one would have thought that the highly anticipated battle between the two kings would be such a damp squib. They were not even at the same level of strength.

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Xuan turned around, his indifferent eyes looking at Qin Tian, who was staggering to his feet in the distance. There were no significant energy fluctuations on his body, and even his killing intent was minimal.

However, under Lin Xuan's gaze, Qin Tian felt that Death was so close to him at this moment. It was as if he was completely surrounded by Death, and any slight movement would be met with the arrival of Death.

"Clang!"

A Sword Cry echoed in Qin Tian's ears, making his face even paler. The brief exchange just now made him completely understand the absolute gap between his strength and the opponent's. If he waited for the opponent to draw his Sword, he...

"Stop, fighting is prohibited in the city. If you dare to act without authorization, you will be violating the rules of the Hundred Dynasty War!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Lin Xuan stared at Qin Tian with calm eyes, but the words he spoke made Qin Tian tremble. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard Lin Xuan speak again.

"Lin Xuan is never afraid of any threats!"

"Buzz!"

A Sword Cry rang out. The next moment, Lin Xuan raised his hand and waved, and a Qi Sword went straight for Qin Tian. The terrifying aura made Qin Tian's whole body instantly turn cold.

After waving his hand, Lin Xuan was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on the top floor private room of a restaurant.

A giant hand of Origin Power flew out from it and directly grabbed and exploded the Sword Qi.

Inside the private room, Liu Tong, who had retracted his hand, completely ignored the others beside him when he saw Lin Xuan looking over. He said indifferently.

"That Qin Tian has already reminded you that fighting is not allowed in the city. Why do you still knowingly violate the rules? Could it be that you think you can despise super sects like us just because you have some strength?"

As Liu Tong opened his mouth, he immediately tried to overwhelm them with accusations, causing the faces of Wu Dao the Elder and the others to darken. They stared at the shameless Liu Tong with a hint of coldness in their eyes, especially Wu Dao the Elder, whose eyes were practically spitting fire.