Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

Chapter 364: Asking for the sword does not involve life or death, nor success or failure!

Ximen Chuxue has already risked everything and has made up his mind to fail.

Only at this point did Lin Heng reveal a hint of a smile.

The sword force of mountains and rivers gushed out like a river falling from the sky, slanting down and gushing out. The monstrous sword force swooped down and rushed across.

However, Ximen Chuxue's sword was still able to break free from it, and with one sword, it broke the attack of the Mountain and River Sword Force and continued to move forward.

However, when the sword was one inch away from Lin Heng, Lin Heng used the Mountain and River Sword to lift up the blade of the Black Sheath Sword. With a force, the Black Sheath Sword flew into the air.

Ximen Chuxue reacted immediately, leaped forward using his lightness skills, and caught the black sheathed sword with one hand.

However, the moment he landed, the tip of the Mountain and River Sword was already against his face, only less than a finger's length away.

Ximen Chuxue was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but smile and put away the sword.

"The sect master's Mountain and River Sword Style is indeed unstoppable. It changes in a myriad of ways and is unpredictable. I have tried my best, but I still cannot adapt to this change."

"I lost, I lost. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I didn't take the sword!"

Seeing Ximen Chuxue admit it so frankly, Lin Henggang put away the Mountain and River Sword at once.

"Who said you didn't take the sword? In fact, you have already broken the sword's power to protect the mountains and rivers. The reason why you still lost to me is because of the most simple sword move, just a casual swing, which is actually not very clever."

After Lin Heng said this, he came to the conclusion directly.

"Since Ximen Chuixue has accepted the sword, my promise is still valid. I will give you the sword manual and sword style I promised you, and I will give you all the sword manuals and sword styles."

After hearing what Lin Heng said, Ximen Chuxue's eyes showed some doubt. He couldn't help but be a little surprised, and even felt that Lin Heng explained it this way just to comfort him.

Seeing his puzzled look, Lin Heng couldn't help but shook his head.

"I threw the sword hastily, so you were naturally hasty in receiving it. The only martial arts in the world that cannot be defeated is speed. It is because I am fast that these changes occurred."

"And if you had not faced the challenge head-on just now, but had chosen to retreat, then I would have seen your weakness, and that would have been my best chance."

"If you are my mortal enemy, the moment you retreat, your end will be yours."

Ximen Chuxue recalled the moment when he just fought the enemy, and suddenly he realized what was going on.

He was still wondering why Lin Heng suddenly launched this sword without accumulating any sword energy or making any preparations.

But it could be considered an accident, because he didn't care about winning or losing in this battle, so he could fight with all his strength calmly, and he could also let go of all his worries and rush forward without any intention of retreating.

This sword of mine not only broke this sword style, but more importantly, it broke through a previous weakness.

Perhaps this weakness has never been discovered by anyone when I was fighting, because there has never been such a top master fighting against me and it has reached such a critical moment.

After figuring this out, Ximen Chuxue put down the sword in his hand and bowed to Lin Hengyi.

"I understand what the Sect Master said."

The other people from the Sword Sect, however, looked as if they understood everything. Those who are involved are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things clearly. Naturally, they understood the situation of the battle faster than Ximen Chuxue.

But they were all shocked in their hearts. Lin Heng's sword was too fast and his pressure was too heavy. Even if they were watching from the side, they felt a kind of suffocating pressure.

It was as if he was facing a life-and-death moment, a fatal sword, and at that time, he was still able to try his best to meet that sword, which really showed great courage.

And they asked themselves, if it were them, they would probably really not be able to help but retreat subconsciously.

Therefore, everyone in the Sword Sect still recognized Ximen Chuxue's success.

Although he had fought a battle, Lin Heng did not look tired at all. Instead, he looked more energetic and stretched out his hand and hooked it forward.

"Who else? Why not just go ahead?"

Although there was no provocation in Lin Heng's words, everyone was less concerned now and just treated it as an ordinary competition.

Not to mention life or death, or success or failure, although there are many opportunities to fight with masters, the chance to fight with Lin Heng is one less and one less.

Bu Jingyun was just about to go on the field, but before he could take a step forward, the Wushuang flying sword flew out directly from the Wushuang sword box.

Nowadays, Wushuang has cooperated very well with the Wushuang Sword Box. He is also familiar with these twelve flying swords. The power of the Wushuang Sword Box is enough for him to bring out its full potential.

Even the Ming Dynasty Suzaku, Wushuang, has become familiar with the sword's meaning.

So much time has passed, Wushuang wanted to test how far he has come, and now is a perfect opportunity.

What could be more exciting than fighting with the peerless swordsman of the time?

Lin Heng reached forward and grabbed Wushuang's flying sword, glancing sideways.

"If it's just this extent, then it can't hurt me?"

"You can use only one flying sword to deal with those teenagers of your age who are not as good as you, but to deal with me, you might as well summon all twelve flying swords."

Although Lin Heng's words sounded a bit arrogant, Wushuang also knew that if it were Lin Heng, he would not be able to win even if he took out all twelve flying swords and used up all his trump cards.

So Wushuang nodded directly, and with a wave of his hand, he opened all the Wushuang sword boxes, and all twelve flying swords rushed out in an instant.

I saw twelve flying swords arranged neatly. Wushuang raised his hand and slashed forward fiercely. The light and shadow of the twelve swords instantly rushed towards Lin Heng.

This is not all. After Wushuang had used up all his flying swords, he immediately pulled out the Ming Suzaku from Wushuang's sword box.

The cries of birds shook the universe. The Ming Dynasty's Vermillion Bird was like a phoenix reborn from the flames. It broke free from the endless flames and suddenly rushed into the sky. As soon as the powerful sword energy rushed out, it was unstoppable for a moment.

Wushuang jumped up and held the Ming Dynasty Suzaku in his hand. The cinnabar mole on his forehead became brighter, as if it was dripping with blood, and seemed to be glowing with fire.

"This sword is my own creation. I named it unrivaled in the world. Please try it, Sword Immortal!"

As Wushuang finished speaking, the Wushuang sword box vibrated violently, and twelve flying swords surrounded the Daming Suzaku, like stars surrounding the moon, nourishing the sword intent of Daming Suzaku more and more powerful.