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Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 950 Wang Jin
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Qing Xiaotong looked at Yun Lintian and asked. "Did you comprehend the Heaven Piercing Sword Art entirely?"

Yun Lintian was slightly surprised by the question but still replied truthfully. "Yes."

"Show me." Qing Xiaoting's flashed with a hint of surprise.

Yun Lintian found a bamboo stick nearby and began to display the sword dance he learned from the shadowy figure.

His movements were gentle like a spring breeze and stable as a mountain. There was no sword intent or profound meaning, but everyone could feel a sense of mystery within it. It was as though they were staring at abstract art—it was there, but difficult to understand the concept.

Soon, Yun Lintian stopped and fell into deep thought. This time, his understanding of this mysterious sword art grew stronger. It wasn't all about power but rather control. As long as he mastered it, any sword in his hand would become a part of his body. He could move it freely, just like moving his limbs.

"You have indeed comprehended its stances entirely." Qing Xiaoting said softly. "However, your movements are full of flaws. It comes from your weak foundation… It would be best if you stayed here for the time being. I will personally guide you."

Yun Lintian naturally had no objection, but he was curious. "Why would you help me?"

Qing Xiaoting replied flatly. "You are the first person who can comprehend the Heaven Piercing Sword Art."

"I am the first person? What about you? You seem to know it very well." Yun Lintian was puzzled.

Qing Xiaoting shook her head. "I'm not counted."

Yun Lintian was even more confused by this answer from her. What did she mean by that?

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"Come. Attack me." Qing Xiaoting didn't waste time further.

Although he was confused, Yun Lintian still complied in the end. He raised the bamboo stick up and charged at her directly.

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While Yun Lintian was practicing under Qing Xiaoting's guidance, the assessment reached the final stage.

At this moment, all the forty-six arenas were full of battles between the participants.

"Go!" Yuan Long shot forward and slashed down at his opponent. His sword shot out with an incredible speed.

His towering momentum burst forth with the low, reverberating hum of his sword.

Woosh!

Reflecting bright light stirred up a brilliant sword intent, which shot ahead, piercing through the space like a sudden crack of thunder.

His opponent was a burly young man with a massive greatsword. He uttered a loud battle cry and slammed his greatsword forward, welcoming Yuan Long.

Boom!

The greatsword in the burly young man shattered into pieces instantly under Yuan Long's brilliant sword intent. However, the young man didn't falter in the slightest. He suddenly took a step forward and punched Yuan Long's face. His movement was extremely swift, to the point Yuan Long couldn't react in time.

Bang!

Yuan Long was sent flying and landed outside of the arena. Obviously, he loses the match according to the rule.

"I won!" The burly young man jumped up excitedly. Sacrificing his greatsword to win the match was worth it.

A middle-aged man who acted as a judge shook his head slightly when he saw this scene. As a sword practitioner, how could he abandon his sword?

"Zhu Liang won." Even though he didn't think this burly young man was qualified to be a sword practitioner, he had to announce it in the end. A rule was a rule, after all.

"Are you alright, Brother Yuan?" Jia Rong helped Yuan Long up and asked concernedly.

Yuan Long, whose face was swollen, shook his head bitterly. "I have long known it. We would end up like this."

Jia Rong sighed softly. Although they were core disciples of their sect, they were too weak for such an event.

"It's okay. Didn't Young Master Jian tells us to not worry about it?" She comforted.

Yuan Long sighed and walked back to the resting area with Jia Rong. Their sect's mission ended up a failure, and there was nothing they could do.

"Hmph! He's lucky." From a distance, Xie Jianyu looked at Yuan Long in dissatisfaction. He planned to take revenge on him but didn't expect Yuan Long to get eliminated this fast.

Sitting on the side, Xie Yue giggled. "It should be you who are lucky instead. Once Lin Yun finds out what you do to them, I'm afraid he will come after you."

Xie Jianyu's face stiffened slightly, and he reluctantly said. "He shouldn't, right? I simply follow the rules."

Xie Yue laughed and changed the topic. "Look at that Wang guy. I didn't expect the Wang Clan to send their ace over to participate in this event."

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Xie Jianyu followed her gaze and saw a handsome young man standing tall in the arena. This person exuded a proud and arrogant aura, seemingly looking down at the world. He was a top-talented individual from the Azure Ancient City's Wang Clan, Wang Jin.

A frown appeared on Xie Jianyu's face as he said. "Why would he come here?"

"You don't know?" Xie Yue curled her lips. "It was said their second and third young masters got killed on the Northern Continent after offending a top figure there. Their plan of obtaining the Heavenly Sword Summit's quota through the Sky Throne Profound Academy failed miserably because of this. So, this is the only way for them to get a quota."

Xie Jianyu was shocked. "That person wasn't afraid of the Wang Clan's revenge at all?"

"Silly brother." Xie Yue shook her head helplessly. Her brother was beyond help now.

At this moment, Wang Jin looked at his opponent with his hands behind his back and said. "You are not my opponent."

Standing opposite him was a tall young man. His strength was obviously inferior to Wang Jin, but he wanted to try it. After all, who would want to give up easily after coming this far?

He hesitated slightly and said. "I want to try."

Wang Jin took a deep look at his opponent and said. "Come."

The tall young man took a deep breath and rushed toward Wang Jin. His long sword carried a blazing flame as he swung forward.

Wang Jin was calm. He merely stuck his hand out like a sword and sliced it down.

Puff!

Instantly, the tall young man's arm was mercilessly cut, followed by a painful scream.

This scene immediately stunned all the participants nearby… So cruel?