Chapter 65: The Sword Decides Life and Death!

  On the platform, Qin Mingzhu, who had been watching the battle with bated breath all along, was even more nervous.

  Her bright eyes were wide open, unable to conceal the anxiety in her gaze, and her small hands tightly grasped Fang Yi's arm beside her.

  "Don't worry, Qin Yun won't lose yet!" Fang Yi comforted softly.

  In fact, she couldn't see clearly what was going on either, but her intuition told her that Qin Yun would absolutely not fall because of this.

  As soon as Fang Yi's words fell, the flying sword energy that filled the sky dissipated and disappeared, and Qin Yun's figure reappeared.

  He retreated more than a dozen steps, his clothes torn open in several places, with two of them seeping out fresh blood. A shallow bloody mark was also cut on the left side of his cheek by the sword energy.

  Huǒ Líng Qián Kūn's power was too astonishing, even if Qín Yún blocked most of the attacks, the shattered and scattered sword energy still caused him some injuries.

  Gasps of amazement, cheers and applause erupted from the stands!

  One move of Fire Ling Qian Kun fully demonstrated Qin Jun's strength.

  Although his character is not very good, being able to become a disciple of the Criminal Department is obviously not due to luck and connections.

  But contrary to the expectations of the vast majority, Qin Jun, who had the absolute upper hand, did not take advantage of his victory to pursue and expand his gains, but instead sheathed his sword and quickly retreated!

  As he backed away, his left hand reached into his bosom and pulled out a white porcelain medicine bottle.

  Everyone immediately understood.

  Although Qin Jun always held the initiative in the battle, suppressing Qin Yun looked very impressive, but his advantage was built on the basis of rapid consumption of true energy.

  If unable to quickly defeat the opponent and turn it into a protracted war, then inevitably repeat the first Qin Suifeng's defeat, losing the initiative due to exhaustion.

  So Qin Jun made a desperate move to force Qin Yun back and create an opportunity for himself to catch his breath.

  Swallowing Reverted Qi and Supplementing Qi Dan medicine is undoubtedly the best choice.

  Normally, among fellow disciples, it is assumed that dan medicine cannot be used in a spar, as that would be cheating and wouldn't reflect one's true strength.

  However, Qin Jun and Qin Yun were in a life-and-death showdown, so using elixirs to gain an advantage was also justified.

  But what happened next left everyone stunned!

  Just as Qin Jun had just taken out the medicine bottle and hadn't even had time to pop open the stopper, Qin Yun, who had been forced back a dozen or so steps, suddenly took a big step forward.

  In a flash of movement, he traversed nearly twenty steps in an instant, his sword thrusting towards Qin Jun's throat.

  This sword has no extra movements at all, and the sword energy and sword edge are all retracted, but it has an incredibly surprising speed, filled with unprecedented power and confidence!

  Thrusting Sword Style!

  A common sword technique in the basics of swordsmanship, combined with the ten-yard step method of the Thousand Mile Divine Movement, forms an extremely intimidating counterattack!

  So fast!

  Qin Jun was suddenly shocked and didn't have time to swallow the elixir, hurriedly waving his sword to parry.

  He had a preconceived notion about Qin Yun, thinking that he was like Qin Chongyang, who followed the sword path of using force to overcome cleverness and defensive counterattacks, so his sword speed and body movement speed would not be very fast.

  So he would think of forcing Qin Yun to retreat first, then take out the medicine and use it, thus cycling back and forth to exhaust his opponent to death.

  But Qin Jun never expected Qin Yun's speed to be so fast!

  Ding!

  The Azure Dragon Sword pierced Qin Jun's long sword.

  But the sword tip was withdrawn as soon as it touched, and Qin Yun moved to his left side like a ghost, the Qinghua sword slanting out to take Qin Jun's vitals.

  Draw your sword!

  It's also a common move in basic swordsmanship, but with an astonishing speed that forced Qin Jun to swing his sword again to block it.

  Ding! Ding! Ding!

  The sound of clashing swords rose and fell, but this time Qin Jun was retreating step by step.

  The situation has suddenly turned around!

  Qin Jun was not unwilling to counterattack, but Qin Yun's sword speed was simply too fast. Every sword strike was a must-save for the enemy, and he had no chance of counterattacking unless he was willing to take a hit.

  Obviously it's a very simple sword style of stabbing, dotting, hooking, slashing and chopping, among the thousands of disciples in the arena, who hasn't practiced swordsmanship?

  But this most ordinary basic sword technique was performed by Qin Yun, and it had the ability to transform decay into magic.

  Qin Jun tried several times to unfold his sword moves to get out of the predicament, but Qin Yun always managed to attack with his sword at the most opportune moment, thus interrupting his movements.

  Most astonishingly, all the basic sword styles of Qin Yun were performed with a smooth and flowing manner, one move faster than the other without any pause or stagnation, swift, accurate, sharp...

  Helpless, Qin Jun had no choice but to give up on Yang Chen's sword technique and use the same basic sword technique to defend himself.

  The power of Yang Chen's swordsmanship was great, but the time it took to accumulate energy in his dantian and launch his sword moves was relatively long. Coupled with Qin Jun's limited strength, he was completely suppressed by Qin Yun's close-range quick sword attack.

  The best attacking range of Yang Chen's swordsmanship is about four or five steps away, and since Qin Jun has grasped the situation, he can naturally exert his power to the fullest.

  Once the distance was shortened to two or three steps, the advantage of Yang Chen's swordsmanship turned into a disadvantage, unless he had overwhelming power.

  The fivefold heaven of Lianqi is at the peak of the fourfold heaven, but it's not overwhelming. Qin Jun thought he could compete with Qin Yun in basic swordsmanship, but things only got worse.

  To know that Qin Yun's swordsmanship was tempered through thousands of battles and killings in the Small Dry Universe, the basic sword technique combined with the body method of a thousand miles of divine movement is perfectly flawless. Who can compare with him in terms of foundation?

  Unlike the vast majority of his peers, who would move on to more advanced sword techniques once they had mastered the basics, Qin Yun had been diligently practicing all the basic sword styles from the very beginning.

  Simple and straightforward sword-drawing style, thrusting style, he didn't know how many tens of thousands of times he had practiced.

  The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold!

  Ordinarily quietly and unknown hard training, enduring dull torment, can only in this moment burst forth the most resplendent glory!

  On the platform, the expressions of the six hall masters sitting around Lao Zu were varied.

  The happiest one was Qin Wujiu, and Qin Yun's unexpected performance made the depression in his heart disappear. If it weren't for Lao Zu being present, he would have burst out laughing loudly.

  With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Qin Yun had already won and his opponent's defeat was only a matter of time.

  Qin Lihai's face was getting uglier and uglier.

  Qin Wujiu's result was obvious, but the owner of Xing Tang wasn't worried about losing the twenty top-grade spirit jade, rather he felt a twinge in his heart due to Qin Yun's displayed strength and potential.

  No matter how naughty Qin Wenbing was, in Qin Lihai's heart he was still his beloved second son.

  But behind the life-and-death duel between Qin Yun and Qin Jun, there was a deep-seated feud between Qin Yun and Qin Wenbing, with hatred growing increasingly difficult to resolve.

  If Qin Yun continues to develop in the Qin family...

  Qin Lie took a deep breath, and a flash of cold light flickered in his eagle-like eyes.

  Qin Wujiu was delighted and opened his heart, Qin Lihai's thoughts were heavy, the other few hall masters either gloated or smiled without speaking, obviously enjoying the show.

  Only Lao Zu still had a calm and serene appearance, and no one could guess what he was thinking at this moment.

  At this moment on the martial arts arena, Qin Yun and Qin Jun quickly parted and intersected again.

  Hmph!

  The Azure Sword flashed like lightning from Qin Jun's left shoulder, the sword's edge tearing open his clothes and sending up a burst of brilliant blood flowers.

  Qin Jun let out a muffled grunt and swung his sword back at Qin Yun with gritted teeth.

  However, Qin Yun's reaction speed was even faster. With his body moving in tandem with his sword, he not only lightly and nimbly avoided his opponent's counterattack, but also struck out again like a venomous snake spitting out its letter, stabbing towards Qin Jun's waist and abdomen.

  This sword is fast enough and ruthless enough!

  Although Qin Jun detected the danger and hastily dodged, he was still torn open by the Green Slashing Sword with a long wound, flesh and blood bursting out!

  "Ah!"

  The damage brought by this blow far exceeded the previous sword. Qin Jun couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, and his body stumbled and stood unsteadily.

  It's all over!

  The people on the viewing platform were all speechless, and those who had placed heavy bets on Qin Jun were even more depressed.

  Only the young masters of Wai Shi Tang cheered loudly for Qin Yun, although many of them had also bet on Qin Jun winning. However, seeing their own sect's disciples defeat the young masters of Xing Tang Sect with ease, they couldn't help but feel proud and elated.

  But this life-and-death duel has not ended yet.

  The heavily injured Qin Jun suddenly let go, and the gushing blood and immense pain thoroughly triggered his ferocious aura.

  He let out a loud roar, completely disregarding Qin Yun's incoming long sword, and with all his might, he once again unleashed a fierce sword aura.

  Still dominating the world with flames!

  The desperate struggle of the two seemed like a reenactment of Qin Sui Feng and Qin Chong Yang's final showdown, but Qin Yun was not Qin Chong Yang.

  His sword was faster and sharper!

  Qin Jun's counterattack had just begun, the Qinghua sword cut in from the chaotic sword light, and flashed across Qin Jun's abdomen with a swift and slanting slash!

  The scorching sword energy ruthlessly tore open Qin Jun's body, penetrating his dantian vital point and instantly causing irreparable damage.

  Under the heavy blow of Dantian, Qin Jun's true energy suddenly became disordered and scattered, with fresh blood spraying out from the wound for several feet!

  One sword decides life and death!

  Qin Jun, who had lost all his strength, knelt to the ground with a soft knee, and the Fire Ling Tian Quan that he had just cast out was unable to continue, the flying sword energy dissipated instantly, and could not threaten Qin Yun in the slightest!

  It's over!

  The stands erupted in a mixture of gasps, wails and cheers, with some people shouting loudly: "Kill him, kill him!"

  How did this happen?

  Qin Jun's mind was a complete blank as he knelt on the ground, numb to the point where he couldn't even feel the pain from his wounds.

  Just a moment ago, he was still full of vigor and vowed to cut down Qin Yun with his sword. Now, in this instant, he has become a defeated and crippled man.

  The dantian was severely damaged, and the qi mechanism collapsed. Unless a top-grade spiritual medicine that could reverse life and death was found, it would be impossible to recover. Losing one's cultivation was even more terrifying than death for a martial artist!

  Fresh blood kept flowing from the wound, Qin Jun's consciousness gradually cleared up, but he would rather die at this moment, his heart was filled with despair, regret and anger.

  "Kill me..." He barely lifted his head, his eyes full of blood and resentment: "You killed me!"

  Like the last howl of a dying beast!