Chapter Eighty-six: The Sword Sect Envoy

  Draw your sword and strike!

  Not giving him any time to react at all, a sharp sword aura struck over similarly.

  Qin Yun exerted his utmost strength and executed the "Square Inch Body Method", instantly moving out of a distance of nearly three steps, but still unable to dodge this earth-shattering sword.

  Instant kill!

  He was knocked out of the arena for the second time, defeated!

  It's killing me!

  Qin Yun opened his eyes and let out a mouthful of turbid air, and an inexplicable sense of frustration arose in his heart.

  But such a depressed mood only lasted for a moment, he began to seriously think about the reasons for this failure.

  Good at thinking is undoubtedly Qin Yun's strong point. He carefully recalled the process of his two consecutive defeats, and gained some insights.

  The opponent's sword momentum is too strong, the sword energy is even stronger, and a hard block can't stop it at all. Launching a counterattack is also no match for the opponent's faster sword speed. The only way to avoid being killed instantly is to dodge, and do so with the fastest speed!

  However, the opponent's sword aura had absolutely reached an extremely high level of cultivation, able to change with Qin Yun's position, and with one slash, it sealed off all his paths of retreat.

  Facing such an opponent, Qin Yun had almost no chance of winning unless his own strength made a rapid breakthrough.

  However, encountering setbacks and losing heart was never Qin Yun's style. After thinking it over and recalling the two battles, he felt that although he couldn't defeat his opponent, wanting to persist for a while longer was still possible, with the key being his own speed.

  The middle-aged man's sword speed was even faster, and from the moment he drew his sword to the moment his sword momentum unfolded, there was still a bit of time. He could completely use this bit of time to escape the opponent's attack range.

  However, the thousand-mile divine movement's body technique apparently failed to meet the requirements, and the distance that could be instantly moved was really too short. The activation speed of the ten-zhang body technique was a bit slower, and it was estimated to be even worse.

  So Qin Yun must learn new and more ingenious footwork in order to dodge his opponent's fatal blow.

  This made him think of the Floating Light Shadowless Skill he had just exchanged from the Foreign Affairs Hall's library.

  Fú Guāng Lüè Yǐng is a Huang-level skill, unlike Qiān Lǐ Shén Xíng. It's a true lightness skill that's renowned for its extremely fast speed in dodging and escaping, surpassing Qiān Lǐ Shén Xíng in every aspect.

  Having understood the reason for his failure, Qin Yun's heart immediately calmed down. He no longer rushed to re-enter the Small Qiankun World to challenge that powerful Soul Sword Guest, but instead took out the Floating Light Flashing Shadow's secret manual and began to study it.

  Even if the qinggong method is much simpler than swordsmanship and internal skills, mastering this yellow-level skill is not something that can be achieved overnight. Without long-term practice and tempering, it is difficult to grasp the essence.

  So Qin Yun wanted to re-enter the Small Dry Universe World, and it would take a considerable amount of time.

  While he worked day and night with great effort, time quietly slipped away, and before he knew it, five days had passed.

  The Qin family's Dao Tang competition has come to an end, and each hall has selected a batch of the most outstanding disciples to participate in the subsequent sect's grand competition!

  Muyang Dao General Hall, Grand Martial Arts Arena.

  The stands were packed with thousands of people, all the disciples from various halls gathered together to cheer on their own representatives, creating a lively and extraordinary atmosphere.

  This time, more than 100 disciples participated in the sect's competition, with Wudang occupying 30 places, Waishi Hall having 20, and the remaining 50 being divided among several other halls, basically reflecting the actual strength of Moyang Dao.

  Qin Yun relied on his dazzling ten-game winning streak to rank among the top 100 young masters.

  He changed into a white swordsman's uniform today, which was still made by Qin Mingzhu for him, and the dense and delicate stitches didn't know how much time the girl spent on it.

  Qin Yun's heart was filled with a little guilt, thinking that he had neglected the beauty during his closed-door training, and couldn't help but glance towards the viewing platform where the young master of Dan Medicine Hall was.

  In the crowd, he found Qin Mingzhu sitting with Fang Xi, just about to wave and say hello, when his shoulder was suddenly patted by someone.

  Who?!

  Qin Yun almost broke out in a cold sweat, although he had no guard against the other party here, but the opponent was able to avoid his intuition and perception, silently and quietly making a move, with absolute strength far surpassing his own.

  He immediately turned his head and looked over, and suddenly let out a breath of relief.

  "Grandma, what's this..."

  The person who patted Qin Yun's shoulder was none other than Sun Shangshang. She had also changed into a long dress today, looking much younger and more elegant.

  "Follow me, I'll take you to meet the emissary of the Tiancheng Sword Sect!"

  "Now?" Qin Yun was taken aback.

  He originally thought that he would have to wait until the end of the sect's grand competition before Sun would take him to meet someone, but he didn't expect to go before it even started.

  "Of course, are you still thinking of going on stage to compete for those few spots?" Sun Ayi sneered: "I'm afraid that by then, you won't even know how you died!"

  Qin Yun's heart was stern and unyielding.

  He immediately realized that his original idea was too careless and confident, the inner disciples of Moyang Dao were not weak in general, and the martial hall was even more talented, among whom there were no lack of masters who had refined their qi to seven or eight heavens.

  If Qin Xiao wants to deal with himself, then the sect's grand competition is undoubtedly a good opportunity. He just needs to make some moves in the draw, and he might be able to let himself fall and die!

  He could even feel that there were several sinister gazes falling on him.

  "Thank you, Grandma, let's go!"

  Qin Yun stood up without hesitation and followed Sun Ayi out of the viewing platform.

  Today's sect competition, almost all the important figures of Qin and Moyang Dao are present, even the normally elusive patriarch Qin Zhu Shang personally attended the ceremony.

  This is because both of the Tiancheng Sword Sect's messengers had arrived, and as the head of the Qin family, he also had to personally accompany them.

  Chuanyin envoys are representatives sent by the Tiancheng Sword Sect to supervise and examine whether the children recommended by the families are qualified.

  Although the Qin family and Tiancheng Sword Sect have a certain relationship, sending children to join the Sword Sect has been a tradition for hundreds of years, but in this regard, Tiancheng Sword Sect has always been unambiguous.

  Those who are weak in strength, not talented and even ugly, no matter how strong their background is, as long as they don't enter the eyes of the transmission messenger, don't expect to be able to enter under the Sword Sect.

  Two messengers of Jianzong were a robust, dark-faced middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a beautiful young woman.

  The former sat silently at the end, while the latter laughed and talked with the clan head Qin Zhu Shang and the elders of the clan, looking very familiar.

  The head of the Qin family, Qin Zhu Shang, is already eighty years old this year, but relying on his innate peak realm strength, he looks like a man in his forties or fifties.

  A long mustache and thick eyebrows, not angry but naturally majestic, the opening and closing of a pair of eyes with a hint of divine light flashing between them, the upright body like a pine tree revealing an invisible aura of majesty that can be felt even from a great distance.

  It is said that Qin Zhu Shang entered the Xiantian realm at the age of 22 and spent seven years studying swordsmanship in the Tiancheng Sword Sect, cultivating the Vermilion Bird Sword. At that time, he made a stunning debut at the Longyun Jianlun Conference.

  Later returned to the Qin family, at the age of fifty became the head of the Qin family, and at that time he reached the peak power of Xiantian.

  However, for the next thirty years, he was unable to break through the Hua Gang. Many people said that this was because he had put most of his heart and soul into tribal affairs.

  Qin Yun had heard a lot of rumors about this tribal leader, but it was his first time seeing him in person.

  So many big shots were present, but Sun Aunt seemed to be not intimidated at all, and took Qin Yun directly to the front of Qin Zhu Shang.

  Seeing Sun Shangxiang, Qin Zhu's eyebrows furrowed slightly before relaxing again: "Sister Sun, how did you come here?"

  Younger sister (used to address a younger female fellow student or colleague)

  Sun Auntie turned out to be Qin Zhu Shang's junior fellow apprentice, Qin Yun had suspected that Sun Auntie's identity was not ordinary, but he absolutely did not expect it to be so extraordinary!

  Qin Zhu Shang turned his head again and introduced to the two Jianzong envoys: "This is my junior sister Sun Wan, whom I studied with under our teacher's guidance back in the day."

  The two messengers looked at each other and stood up together, bowing to say: "Greetings, Senior Sister!"

  The tone of the two was not very respectful, nor did they report their own names, because they represented the Tiancheng Sword Sect, while Sun Shangshu was just a former disciple of the Sword Sect.

  "Both of you, junior masters, have worked hard!"

  After the polite exchange, Sun Auntie said to Qin Zhu Shang: "Elder brother, this time I came with a young junior apprentice to meet people. He has an introduction letter from our ancestor and wants to join the Qingyunzi faction of the Sword Sect!"

  After finishing speaking, she gave Qin Yun a wink.

  Qin Yun immediately stepped forward and paid his respects: "Junior Qin Yun, greetings to the clan leader and the two envoys!"

  Qin Zhu's eyes narrowed and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face: "Qin Yun, hmm, I've heard of your name. My ancestor seemed to think highly of you, unfortunately..."

  "He let out a soft sigh: 'Has Grandfather's letter of introduction arrived?'"

  This letter of recommendation can be said to be Qin Yun's only hope for entering the Tian Cheng Sword Sect, and since the old ancestor passed away, he has been carrying it with him all the time, so he immediately took it out from his bosom and presented it with both hands.

  Qin Zhu Shang took over the letter of introduction and glanced at it, but didn't open it: "No problem, it's written by Old Ancestor himself."

  "Qin Yun, you have gained the old ancestor's favor, from now on you must work even harder, remember that after entering the Sword Sect, you cannot do anything that would bring shame to our Qin family name!"

  He handed the letter of introduction back to Qin Yun: "You get up!"

  "Qin Yun carefully remembered the teachings of the clan elder!" Qin Yun was overjoyed in his heart.

  He didn't expect things to go so smoothly, with Qin Zhu's personal witness and permission, so he joined the Tiancheng Sword Sect at least in his family there won't be any obstacles.

  But there was one person who was furious.

  That man was none other than Qin Xiao Yue sitting not far from Qin Zhu Shang.

  Qin Xiao Yue really didn't expect that Qin Yun would still have this one trick left, and only brought it out at this time.

  With the old ancestor's letter of recommendation in hand, Qin Yun could have directly joined the Sword Sect without participating in the sect's grand competition, rendering all his previous arrangements useless.

  Thinking of the price he paid for buying off two martial arts school disciples, Qin Xiao's heart was bleeding.

  He glared at Qin Yun with extreme venom, as if he wanted to draw his long sword and chop him into minced meat on the spot!