Chapter 83: Daoist Temple's Rivalry!

  Muyang Road Outer Affairs Hall, Martial Arts Arena.

  The martial arts arena of Waiji Hall is much smaller than that of the General Hall, and it's usually where the disciples of the hall come to practice their sword skills and spar with each other. There aren't many people here normally.

  But today, the seats on the platform were fully occupied, and even the aisles were packed with outer sect disciples, everyone staring intently at the duel unfolding in the center of the arena.

  Such a scene will only appear once a year, which is the annual Dao Tang Jian Feng.

  The Daotang Zhengfeng was first competed by each hall to select the most outstanding disciples, and then held a grand competition in the main hall. Those who performed well would win family rewards and even have the opportunity to be recommended to enter the side door or even the main door!

  Wudang, Waidang, Xingdang, Danyao Hall, Zhuding Hall are all eligible to participate.

  For most of the young disciples, the competition in the Daoist temple and the great comparison of the clan are related to their future prospects and fate. Although they do not expect to be recommended for admission to the sect, they also want to make a name for themselves in their own family's ancestral hall.

  For this, many young people have prepared for a whole year, just to make a stunning debut at this moment!

  In the martial arts arena, two figures, one in white and one in green, darted back and forth, their swords flashing in the air. The sound of whooshing and clashing echoed through the space, as the battle reached its most intense moment.

  Clang!

  Among the cheering voices of the young masters on the viewing platform, two figures suddenly separated. The young master in green clothes looked as pale as death, his hand holding a long sword trembling slightly, and his eyes were scattered and disordered.

  Everyone could see clearly that his left shoulder was torn open with a wound, and fresh blood kept gushing out, dyeing his shirt red. The injury was not light.

  And his opponent, a white-shirted youth, was majestic and proud, with a silver sword slanting towards the sky, full of momentum!

  Qin Lingcheng wins!

  The bailiff of the Outer Temple shouted loudly from beside the field.

  With the same voice he had shouted three times, Qin Cheng, a white-shirted young man, had won three consecutive games.

  The stands erupted in cheers and applause, the white-shirted youth sheathed his sword with a smile, while his opponent retreated in defeat.

  "Qin Lingcheng, are you going to continue fighting?" asked the arbitrator.

  According to the rules of the arena, the winner can stay on stage for consecutive battles, and consecutive victories can earn extra combat merit rewards.

  The number of war merits determines who can participate in the clan's grand competition.

  Qin Ling City held his sword horizontally in front of him, his left hand lightly stroking the blade, but his gaze fell on one side of the viewing platform.

  "Qin Yun, dare you fight me?" he asked in a low voice.

  Named challenge!

  The whole scene suddenly fell into a commotion, with many people's eyes fixed on Qin Yun.

  According to the rules, after one party wins a victory, they can decide their next opponent by drawing lots or directly challenge a specific participant in the hall.

  Of course, the person invited to fight can also refuse and will not be despised for it.

  So few people will name and challenge because being rejected is even more embarrassing.

  Qin Yun's sword-like eyebrows suddenly rose as he had always been an onlooker.

  This time, he participated in the Dao Tang competition as an inner disciple of the sect, and the strength of the inner disciples of the outer sect was undoubtedly a big step higher than that of the new disciples.

  Although the children of Wai Shi Tang often have to complete various tasks and are not like the children of Wu Tang who can practice martial arts every day, going out for training can also improve their strength and accumulate experience through continuous battles.

  So in terms of boundary strength, the children of Wai Shi Tang may be slightly inferior to those of Wu Tang, but in terms of combat experience, they can steadily surpass the children of Wu Tang.

  Qin Lingcheng is indeed the most outstanding among the disciples of the Outer Hall, he has been in the Inner Hall for three years and has repeatedly made great contributions, he is a hot candidate to participate in this clan's grand competition, eligible to compete for one of the ten Sword Sect quotas.

  He is a legitimate son, a member of the Qin family's seven houses. Even without the prestige and fame of Qin Xiaoyue or Qin Wenbing, he can still look down on collateral descendants like Qin Yun.

  "Good!"

  Qin Yun stood up calmly and unhurriedly, and the people beside him immediately made way for him.

  Since he chose to participate in the Dao Tang Zhēng Fēng, he naturally wouldn't refuse any challenge from his peers. It's quite interesting that Qin Ling Cheng specifically invited him to a duel.

  Watching Qin Yun step down and stand in front of him, Qin Lingcheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a few points of complacency.

  He flipped his right hand and drew a sword flower, saying loudly: "Qin Yun, I'm glad to have a sword fight with you, but if it's just a competition to see who wins or loses, that doesn't mean much."

  "So what do you want to do?"

  "Add a bit of color to it!" Qin Lingcheng obviously had been prepared: "I know you have the Nine Yang Xuan Gong secret manual written by your ancestor, this technique must be familiar to you already, why not take it out and give everyone an opportunity!"

  "You lost, hand over this secret manual to the General Library!"

  "Good!"

  Many people on the platform cheered loudly.

  Qin Yun gained the favor of Lao Zu and obtained the secret book of Xuan Gong, which was known to everyone in Moyang Dao. Who knows how many disciples envied and were jealous? Qin Ling Cheng's proposal undoubtedly expressed the thoughts in those people's minds.

  A faint, imperceptible glint of cold light flashed in Qin Yun's eyes.

  This Qin Lingcheng is absolutely sinister, to know that even if the old ancestor has passed away, with his identity as an ordinary legitimate son, if there is no one behind the scenes instructing and supporting him, he would never dare to make such a rude request.

  But things have come to this point, and Qin Yun can't help but agree. Otherwise, he won't be the only one losing face!

  "What if you lose then?"

  "If I lose..." Qin Lingcheng smiled proudly: "I'll owe you 3,000 merit points and a bottle of top-grade Cultivation Elixir!"

  Three thousand merits and superior quality Prenatal Qidan!

  Strictly speaking, the value of these two is absolutely incomparable to the mysterious and ancient manual written by their ancestors. However, Qin Lingcheng did not intend to take possession of the manual for himself; in fact, it was also forbidden by the family rules.

  So it's just a matter of Qin Yun handing over the secret recipe, and this gamble can also be considered reasonable.

  In the eyes of onlookers, Qin Lingcheng was undoubtedly broad-minded and awe-inspiring.

  "You guys say, who will win this competition?"

  "I see that Qin Yun's strength is not weak at all. Although he is one realm lower than Qin Lingcheng, after learning the Nine Yang Mystical Technique, it's really hard to predict who will win or lose!"

  "You don't know this, but the Nine Yang Xuan Gong is a mysterious level technique. Qin Yun is just an collateral disciple, how can he have so many merits to ask for guidance from his master? This secret book in his hands is also a waste!"

  "Qin Yun is nothing, I believe in Qin Lingcheng, he will definitely win!"

  The young masters on the viewing platform were discussing and arguing, but most of them were actually supporting Qin Lingcheng.

  If it's a competition of popularity and relationships in the Foreign Affairs Hall, Qin Yun would absolutely lose miserably.

  At this time, the umpire explained the rules of the trial to both of them and then retreated to the sidelines.

  The duel between the two sides has officially begun.

  The entire audience was silent as if all had held their breath.

  Qin Lingcheng raised his arm and made a starting gesture with his hand, his eyes fixed intently on Qin Yun not far away, his heart burning with intense passion!

  Just as Qin Yun had guessed, the reason why Qin Lingcheng named and challenged him after his consecutive victories was entirely because someone was instructing him from behind, rather than any deep-seated grudge between him and Qin Yun that needed to be resolved.

  That person promised that as long as he could defeat Qin Yun in the duel, even if it killed him, he would reserve a spot for him to be recommended into the Tian Cheng Sword Sect!

  This temptation was something Qin Lingcheng couldn't resist.

  Although he is a legitimate son, the seventh house has always been weak in the clan, and he is also a concubine rather than a legitimate child. Originally, there was no hope of getting involved with the name of the Sword Sect.

  But now, with opportunity within reach, Qin Lingcheng absolutely would not permit himself to fail!

  Qin Yun must die!

  Clang!

  Thirty steps away, Qin Yun drew out his Qinghuang Long Sword.

  He saw the glint in his opponent's eyes, sinister, greedy and with an irrepressible murderous intent.

  But this did not affect Qin Yun's state of mind. In the instant that his long sword was unsheathed, he seemed to have returned to the Small Dry Universe once again.

  Thousands of wolves came from all directions, more ferocious and violent than any wolf pack he had ever encountered, and he could only rely on the sword in his hand to kill his way out and break through the encirclement!

  Slaughter! Endless slaughter!

  Qin Yun's eyes suddenly covered with a layer of blood, a sign of gathering all his strength to condense the Nine Yang True Energy, but accompanied by endless cold and fierce killing intent, like a ferocious beast devouring blood!

  Qin Lingcheng's gaze coincidentally met the inhuman-looking eyes, and his heart involuntarily rose with a chill, subconsciously feeling a few points of fear.

  At this moment, Qin Yun's body suddenly moved.

  It seemed he had just taken a step forward, his tall and straight body shortened by one foot as if he had bent down.

  But in the next instant, Qin Yun and his long sword turned into a dazzling sword light, whizzing straight at his opponent, with the sound of rolling thunder spreading to all directions!

  "Ah!"

  The stands around the martial arts arena were filled with cries of surprise.

  It was no surprise that Qin Yun launched a preemptive attack, but his attack was so swift and fierce, the sword energy he brought out was so sharp and violent, which far exceeded everyone's expectations.

  This sudden change between movement and stillness is shocking!

  Those young masters on the viewing platform hadn't even had time to blink, when Qin Yun's sword aura suddenly appeared just seven or eight steps in front of Qin Lingcheng!

  Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

  Before even getting close, the sword's blade burst open like a thunderbolt.

  Thousands of sword energies shot out simultaneously, tearing through the air to form a dense sword net that completely enveloped Qin Ling City.

  He has cut off all his retreats!

  Until his vision was occupied by the sword energy and blade shadow that flew over, Qin Lingcheng only woke up like a dream.

  He thought he had overestimated Qin Yun, He thought he had more than 70% chance of taking down Qin Yun, He thought defeating Qin Yun was just a matter of time, He thought...

  All confidence was shattered in an instant by this sword!

  Qin Lingcheng's mind suddenly went blank, and under the drive of instinct, he wielded his sword with all his might to parry and block!

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The fierce collision between the two emitted a dense, explosive sound like rain hitting banana leaves, and Qin Lingcheng's figure disappeared in the dazzling sword light.

  Everyone's eyes widened in shock and they gazed intently at this stunning scene!