Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 635: Sword Three, I Can Do It Too!

Watching the unparalleled sword strike approach, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. "Sword Two, is it?" he said calmly. "I know that one, too."

The next moment, he struck, unleashing his own sword strike. It was also Sword Two. The two torrents of Sword Qi collided in mid-air, forming a terrifying storm that swept in all directions. Once again, the two figures were locked in a stalemate.

He blocked it! He actually blocked it again!

When the crowd witnessed this, they cried out in shock once more. It was too unbelievable.

"Lin Xuan actually blocked Sword Two! That’s simply heaven-defying!"

"Didn’t you all notice? The Swordsmanship he’s using is identical to Chu Zhongtian’s. He also used Sword Two!"

"What? That guy knows Sword Two as well?"

At this moment, the world was in an uproar. Everyone was stunned. Chu Yue’s smile vanished completely. The Star Pavilion Master felt as if he’d been slapped hard across the face. Master Song looked as though he had seen a ghost. Even the Celestial King’s pupils shrank.

He blocked it again. Damn it, just how many trump cards does this kid have? Where are his limits?

The Emperor and the Head of the Heavenly Dao Institute both gasped. This outcome had completely exceeded their expectations.

He blocked it again? The Wangyue Pavilion Master felt as if he were dreaming. The members of the Lin Family were so excited they were on the verge of tears.

The Cyan Dragon Manor Master laughed heartily. "As expected of our Young Master! He truly is strong."

Ye Qingwu smiled like a blossoming flower; she had known all along this would be the result.

On the battlefield, Lin Xuan stated calmly, "I told you. I know Sword Two as well."

How can this be? His opponent, Chu Zhongtian, was on the verge of a mental collapse. He wasn’t bluffing. He really knows Sword Two! This kid, just like me, is a Child of Destiny. He also obtained Sword One and Sword Two! Damn it! This is infuriating!

He was a Grandmaster, while his opponent was just a minor Three-Star Grandmaster. The gap between them should have been a chasm as wide as heaven and earth. And yet, what was the result? In the contest of fist techniques, he had been suppressed. In the clash of Swordsmanship, they had fought to a draw.

How can it be like this? He couldn’t accept it.

"A draw?" Lin Xuan sneered. "Who said anything about a draw? I don’t just know Sword Two. I also know Sword Three."

After speaking, Lin Xuan thrust his sword forward once more.

Chu Zhongtian initially didn’t believe him. But as he sensed the incoming strike, his pupils constricted, and the hair on his body stood on end. He sensed a lethal crisis. He didn’t dare to face it head-on and retreated swiftly, narrowly evading the sword in a desperate scramble.

Lin Xuan’s figure flickered as he gave chase, relentlessly attacking with Sword Three. An overwhelming tide of Sword Qi rained down, crashing toward Chu Zhongtian.

Chu Zhongtian dodged left and right, not daring to block the attacks directly.

The spectators who saw this stared with wide eyes, completely stupefied.

"Heavens!"

"What’s going on?"

"Wasn’t it a draw?"

"Why is Chu Zhongtian fleeing?"

"Is Chu Zhongtian being suppressed?"

"Is Chu Zhongtian about to lose?"

The crowd was going mad.

"This is impossible!" Chu Yue nearly collapsed.

The Star Pavilion Master couldn’t accept it either. A draw was already beyond their expectations; a defeat was something they could scarcely imagine.

Is this kid really that strong? Master Song was almost scared witless.

The people from the Celestial King’s Mansion were also filled with terror. The Celestial King’s expression turned grim.

If this kid wins, he’ll become the most dazzling genius in the Great Xia Country. The Emperor will protect him at all costs, and I’ll never get another chance to make a move. Moreover, if Lin Xuan wins, he can join a Holy Land. In the future, he’ll stand above me. The very thought filled him with despair.

"Hahahaha!" The people from Wangyue Pavilion, however, laughed with exhilaration. "Lin Xuan is going to win!"

The Lin Family members cheered, "The Young Master is invincible!"

The rest of the crowd was in an uproar.

"What’s happening? How is Chu Zhongtian losing?"

"What kind of Swordsmanship is Lin Xuan using now?"

"It isn’t Sword One, and it isn’t Sword Two. What is it?"

The Celestial Sword Sect Leader’s eyes were wide as saucers. "Sword Three!" he exclaimed. "That’s Sword Three! Heavens, he’s even mastered Sword Three!"

"What? Sword Three!"

Hearing this, the entire arena fell into a stunned silence. Everyone was dumbfounded.

Chu Zhongtian had only obtained Sword One and Sword Two, right? But Lin Xuan had obtained Sword Three. This was simply incredible.

Could it be that what Lin Xuan said was true? Did he really obtain the complete Dragon Illumination Swordsmanship? What astounding luck! This guy must be the true Child of Destiny.

At this moment, the crowd was beside itself with excitement.

This young man is simply unbelievable! the Head of the Heavenly Dao Institute marveled.

The Emperor, too, clenched his fists in excitement. Lin Xuan’s talent is top-tier, and so is his luck. His future is limitless. Perhaps our Great Xia Country truly has a chance to produce another peerless powerhouse. This is wonderful, truly wonderful!

However, Chu Zhongtian is also a top-tier genius. Becoming a Martial Emperor in the future will be no problem for him. I can’t let him die here. It seems I’ll have to step in and save him.

Thinking of this, the Emperor was filled with a sense of irony. Before this duel, I never thought Lin Xuan could win. I even thought it was foolish of him to participate. My only goal was to save his life, no matter what. But now, the situation has completely reversed. The one on the defensive is Chu Zhongtian. The one I need to save... is Chu Zhongtian. How incredible.

「On the battlefield」

Lin Xuan shadowed his opponent like a ghost, relentlessly attacking and hunting Chu Zhongtian down. "Let’s see where you can run," he said coldly.

Chu Zhongtian was seething with rage. He, a top prodigy and a young Grandmaster, was being hunted and forced to flee in panic—and in front of a massive crowd. It was a complete and utter humiliation. Hearing Lin Xuan’s taunt, he finally roared in fury, "Who said I was running away?"

He bellowed, spun around, and slashed with his sword. He unleashed Sword One and Sword Two, sending them slashing toward Lin Xuan.

Instantly, they clashed with Lin Xuan’s Sword Three.

Another earth-shattering boom resounded as Sword Qi swept across the arena. Sword One and Sword Two were shattered, and Chu Zhongtian was sent flying once again. He landed hard in the distance, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd erupted.

Chu Zhongtian was sent flying again! It was truly unbelievable.

Chu Yue was now weeping uncontrollably. The Star Pavilion Master looked on in despair. Those who had mocked Lin Xuan earlier were now too frightened to speak. Lin Xuan was far stronger than any of them had ever anticipated.

Lin Xuan, however, stood like a Sword Immortal, looking down upon Chu Zhongtian from above. "You have lost," he stated coldly.

He prepared to seize the Dragon Dao Power from Chu Zhongtian’s body.

I didn’t expect this fight to be so easy. This Chu Zhongtian is nothing special, about as strong as Fang Cangsong before his Demonization. I could defeat a demonized Fang Cangsong, so dealing with this Chu Zhongtian is even easier. This battle is over.

Chu Zhongtian staggered to his feet. His face was pale, his expression savage. He stared death at Lin Xuan and growled through gritted teeth, "Who says I’ve lost?"

Lin Xuan scoffed. "You’re no match for me. Your fist techniques are inferior, and so is your Swordsmanship. What, you still want to fight? Do you have any other trump cards?"

"One of me might not be enough, but what about another one?" Chu Zhongtian roared. "I refuse to believe that two of me can’t deal with you!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Two people? Was Chu Zhongtian going to get a helper? What kind of joke was this? This was the Battle of Two Dragons, a one-on-one duel. How could he call for help?

"How shameless!" the Wangyue Pavilion Master roared instantly.

The Lin Family members also bellowed, "How can he do that? Don’t let him call for a helper!"

The rest of the crowd was in an uproar.

Even the Head of the Heavenly Dao Institute and the Emperor frowned. "Chu Zhongtian," the Emperor reminded him, "this is a one-on-one duel. You cannot call for a helper."

"Who said I was getting a helper?" Chu Zhongtian sneered.

He’s not calling for a helper? Then what does he mean by ’two’? the Emperor wondered, confused. The Head of the Heavenly Dao Institute also frowned.

A cold smirk played on Chu Zhongtian’s lips. "I won’t ask for help from others. But what if I help myself? What if there are two Chu Zhongtians?"

What does he mean? What does he mean by two Chu Zhongtians? The Emperor was completely baffled. The Head of the Heavenly Dao Institute was just as shocked.

The other spectators were simply dumbfounded.

"What the hell, has Chu Zhongtian lost his mind?"

"How could there be two Chu Zhongtians?"

"I think the defeat broke him. He’s gone mad."

The people from Wangyue Pavilion mocked him, and the Lin Family sneered. They all thought Chu Zhongtian had lost his senses.

"Brother, please don’t scare me!" Chu Yue cried out, on the verge of collapse.

"Zhongtian, calm down," the Star Pavilion Master urged.

Master Song sighed. Alas, this Chu Zhongtian is all show and no substance.

Even the Celestial King shook his head. It seemed this defeat was too great a blow, driving Chu Zhongtian insane. The battle was over.

"Mad? Hmph," Chu Zhongtian sneered. "I am not mad. Now, I will show you my true power."

With that, his hands flew into a series of seals. "Threefold Return to Origin!"

A mysterious aura emerged from his body. This aura rapidly condensed beside him, forming a human figure. This figure was his exact duplicate—another Chu Zhongtian. Not only did they look identical, but they possessed the same aura—the aura of a Grandmaster.

"What is that? A clone?"

"No, that’s impossible. A clone can’t have the exact same aura as the main body."

The surrounding crowd was completely bewildered. The Celestial King was stunned. The Head of the Heavenly Dao Institute was stunned. The Emperor was stunned.

They were all Kings, so they naturally knew clones could be formed. But a clone’s strength was always weaker than the original body; it could never be exactly the same. However, the figure Chu Zhongtian had created was a perfect replica of the original. They couldn’t even tell which was the main body anymore. It was as if both were the original.

What kind of technique is this? How did he do it? Even the Kings were left speechless.

The Star Pavilion Master, however, burst into excited laughter. "Two Chu Zhongtians! So that’s what he meant!"

Chu Yue also grew excited. "I knew it! My brother wouldn’t lose! He had an even more powerful trump card!"

Master Song was in utter shock. "Damn, Chu Zhongtian had a move like this up his sleeve? It seems this fight isn’t over yet!"

No matter how strong Lin Xuan was, he couldn’t possibly withstand two Grandmasters. It looked like Lin Xuan was about to lose.

The two Chu Zhongtians stared at Lin Xuan and spoke in unison, their voices cold. "Kid, what does it matter how strong you are? So what if you can fight opponents eight realms above you? You might be good in a one-on-one duel, but can you face two Grandmasters at once? Unless you’re a true Dragon Warrior, you can’t possibly block our combined attack. And you are definitely not a Dragon Warrior. Therefore, you cannot win. You are destined to lose!"