Versatile Sword Cultivator

Chapter 66 – Sword Discussion Platform Duel

On the central platform, Lin Jichen and Wang Xunhuang stood facing each other from a distance.

Due to Lin Jichen's immense fame, both players and disciples of the Sword Sect flocked to watch the duel.

In no time, the area around the platform was packed tight.

"Wanling sister, Lin the Great is going to duel a later stage Foundation Establishment disciple! Do you want to come and watch?"

"He's challenging a later stage Foundation Establishment disciple? Impossible, I'll come right away."

The news of Lin Jichen challenging a later stage Foundation Establishment NPC spread like wildfire within the Sword Sect.

Lin Jichen's fame far surpassed that of Chen Yuan. His reputation was like a towering tree casting a long shadow; everyone wanted to see just how powerful this 'cheat master' really was.

"Both sides, hand over your contribution points. I'll keep them safe," Nangong Wu said.

Wang Xunhuang took out several tokens and handed them over. His fifteen hundred contribution points were scraped together from various sources.

When it was Lin Jichen's turn, Nangong Wu noticed that he remained indifferent.

Just as he was about to remind him to hand over his tokens, a jade-like hand reached out from the side.

"Father, I'll pay the contribution points for Junior Brother!"

Nangong Wu's thick eyebrows raised, and his mouth twitched as he said in a low voice, "What nonsense are you up to now?"

Nangong Yue, however, was nonchalant. "How am I being nonsensical? Contribution points within the sect can be freely traded. What's wrong with me giving them to Junior Brother?"

Nangong Wu felt a headache coming on. The last time he felt this heartache was the last time.

"We'll settle this later."

Leaving those words, Nangong Wu reluctantly took Nangong Yue's contribution tokens and impatiently announced, "The duel begins!"

"Junior Brother Lin is so confident. Today, I, Wang Xunhuang, will seek your guidance."

Wang Xunhuang sneered, still not taking Lin Jichen seriously.

After all, the opponent was merely at the later stage of Qi Refining.

He himself was at the later stage of Foundation Establishment and an Inner Temple disciple of the Sword Sect, not some small fry.

He never believed he could be defeated across realms.

Lin Jichen's mouth, however, seemed coated in honey, constantly mocking.

"I suppose someone instructed you to come, right? How does it feel to be someone else's dog, so devoted and loyal? Sigh, you really should have a mirror to see your dog-like face."

Wang Xunhuang's smile instantly vanished.

"I'll show you what it means to invite trouble with your mouth!"

With that, Wang Xunhuang summoned a blue flying sword, its blade sharp and chilling.

With Lin Jichen's years of gaming experience, he could tell that Wang Xunhuang was wielding a Mysterious Grade flying sword.

Looking at Wang Xunhuang's equipment, Lin Jichen noticed more traces of Mysterious Grade items.

This guy had at least two or three pieces of Mysterious Grade equipment.

In terms of equipment alone, Lin Jichen had no advantage.

Sword drawn, man moved!

Wang Xunhuang's figure was as swift as light, appearing in front of Lin Jichen in an instant.

The blue sword struck like lightning!

Clang!

Lin Jichen's Crimson Cloud Sword precisely blocked Wang Xunhuang's strike. Both held their swords, red and blue sword glows intertwining.

Spiritual energy surged, causing their hair to flutter.

Wang Xunhuang's attacks were like a tide, his sword like a rain of stars, attacking and defending in an orderly manner.

He was far beyond the average Sword Sect disciple.

Nangong Wu nodded approvingly from the side, saying, "He has the level of an Inner Temple disciple. Given time, this disciple will be a great talent."

Nangong Yue, however, retorted, "Hmph, he's not as good as Junior Brother. Just watch, Junior Brother will definitely win."

Nangong Wu chuckled, sitting calmly as he said, "Then let's keep watching."

On the platform, Lin Jichen remained on the defensive.

Facing Wang Xunhuang's torrential sword strikes, he seemed to be defending hastily, but in reality, he was constantly looking for Wang Xunhuang's weaknesses.

To his disappointment, Wang Xunhuang, as an Inner Temple disciple, was adept at both offense and defense, leaving no openings for Lin Jichen to counterattack.

Instead, Wang Xunhuang's strikes grew fiercer and more stable.

Lin Jichen knew this couldn't continue. He pretended to make a defensive mistake, stumbling a step.

Wang Xunhuang seized the opportunity without hesitation, twisting his sword to strike at Lin Jichen.

At that moment, Lin Jichen suddenly vanished, reappearing behind Wang Xunhuang.

Phantom Step!

Wang Xunhuang realized he had been tricked and quickly turned to defend, but he was still a step too slow!

A long slash appeared on his back.

However, to Lin Jichen's surprise, it was just a minor wound.

"-160!"

Goodness! This guy's defense is so high!

While Lin Jichen thought this, others had a completely different perspective: This guy's strength is so high!

Even Nangong Wu was a bit stunned. He could see how high Wang Xunhuang's defense was.

For Lin Jichen to break through with a single strike meant his strength was above 120.

Chen Yuan was even more shocked, not just by Lin Jichen's attributes but also by his combat skills.

Wang Xunhuang's previous flurry of sword strikes had been completely blocked by Lin Jichen, who hadn't taken a single hit and had even managed to injure Wang Xunhuang.

If it had been him, he would have been hit several times in the chaos.

After hitting his opponent, Lin Jichen checked Wang Xunhuang's attribute panel.

[Sword Cultivator: Wang Xunhuang]

[Realm: Later stage of Foundation Establishment]

[Vitality: 8840/9000]

[Strength: 135]

[Mental Power: 90]

[Defense: 105]

[Speed: 97]

[Critical: 20]

[Heart Protection: 15]

Lin Jichen was a bit dumbfounded. He had thought Wang Xunhuang was just an ordinary later stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, similar to Zhou Shen outside Fengqu City.

He hadn't expected to underestimate his opponent. Wang Xunhuang, as an Inner Temple disciple and a later stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, had top-tier attributes for his level.

"I was careless, but it's still manageable. As long as I can break through his defense."

Lin Jichen quickly adjusted his mindset, pulling back to avoid Wang Xunhuang's retaliatory strike.

Wang Xunhuang's expression was grim. He had attacked for so long without success, only to be counterattacked by Lin Jichen.

This was unacceptable to him, even if it was just a minor injury.

Wang Xunhuang's aura surged, his eyes sharp, and his blue sword moved even faster, like bolts of lightning!

He first swung two feint strikes to make Lin Jichen defend, then immediately followed up with a martial arts technique!

"Phantom Heart Break!"

Two feints, one lethal strike!

A trick move followed by a killing blow!

He bet that Lin Jichen wouldn't be able to react in time.

However, in the next second, Lin Jichen seemed to anticipate his move, easily dodging it.

He countered with a 'Frost Moon Slash.'

Wang Xunhuang was hit again, his body exploding with hundreds of points of damage.

"So this is your confidence? It seems someone's dog isn't very useful after all."

Lin Jichen began to mock again, his words hitting hard.

Taking continuous hits made Wang Xunhuang lose face.

Combined with Lin Jichen's sharp tongue, his anger grew, gradually consuming his rationality.

Wang Xunhuang's attacks became fiercer, aiming to kill, with martial arts and spirit skills being unleashed one after another.

But in his loss of composure, his moves became full of openings, making it easy for Lin Jichen to dodge.

Nangong Wu shook his head in disappointment. The combat talents of these two were on different levels.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Wang Xunhuang was sent flying off the platform by Lin Jichen, landing on the ground in a sorry state, covered in wounds.

"Junior Brother won! Father, what do you have to say now?"

Nangong Yue jumped in joy, proudly questioning Nangong Wu.

"This round, Lin Jichen wins!"

Nangong Wu slapped the contribution tokens, flicked his sleeves, and left.