Chapter 1913: Chapter 1912 The Battle Begins
"Hehe, this Alchemy League’s Uncle is actually still so calm, he must not realize how serious the situation is."
"About to die, and still unaware!"
"How many strikes do you think it will take Luo Xing to kill him?"
"..."
The family martial artists present all looked playfully at Lin Dong, discussing aloud.
They didn’t bother to lower their voices and spoke with abandon.
They weren’t worried at all about this Alchemy League’s Uncle hearing them.
At the mont, Lin Dong paid no attention to them, but parted the crowd and walked step by step towards the life-death stage.
This life-death stage was massive, akin to the size of ten football fields.
The structure of the life-death stage was like the ancient Roman Colosseum.
However, the difference was that this life-death stage was surrounded by black energy protective shields.
These energy shields were built by the powerful Master Azan from Southborne using ’Black Witchcraft’.
Just like the formations built by the old Array Masters of the Dragon Country!
With these black energy shields, the energy spilling from martial artists’ duels in the life-death stage wouldn’t harm the innocent.
Instead, the black energy would either block it or absorb it.
At this mont, Luo Xing was not standing on the ground of the stage, but still standing on his sword.
The sword beneath his feet emitted a faint purple sword light, and seeing this, Lin Dong’s eyes slightly brightened.
This was another treasure sword of the famous sword level!
Although it hadn’t entered the ranks and couldn’t compare to the treasure sword auctioned off before, it wasn’t much different.
Now, seeing a famous sword, his eyes emitted light. After he killed Luo Xing, he planned to claim this treasure sword.
Standing on the treasure sword, hovering dozens of ters high in the air above the stage, Luo Xing looked down at Lin Dong.
He spoke with hands behind his back, "Dong Lin, seeing
tread on the sword to fly, has your Tao Heart shattered?"
"I can be rciful; if you kneel and kowtow to
a few tis, I might spare your life!"
What he wanted was face; if today this Alchemy League’s Uncle were to kneel and kowtow to him a few tis, he wouldn’t mind letting him off the hook.
The main reason being he heard a few days ago about the Alchemy League’s Uncle’s alchemy strength, worrying that if he killed him today, the Alchemy Alliance leader would bear a grudge against him, against the Luo family.
So he ca up with this strategy.
But he was obviously mistaken. Hearing these words, Lin Dong sneered coldly, "I’ll give you a chance too; kneel and kowtow to
three tis, and I might spare your life!"
"You’re really seeking death; don’t bla !" Luo Xing’s eyes flashed with ferocity.
Although killing this Alchemy League’s Uncle bore concerns of aftermaths.
But since the words had reached this point, if he didn’t kill the opponent, Luo Xing would have no face left in the martial arts world.
Besides, Luo Xing was already jealous of Lin Dong marrying Qin Yitian, so he couldn’t bother to think much now.
"Dong Lin, do you know what sword I’m stepping on?"
"This is the eighteenth-ranked Autumn Rain Sword on the Southborne famous sword list!"
"This sword was once the saber of our Luo family’s ancestors in the Earth Realm, having killed countless people in a lifeti. Today, dying to it is your honor..."
Hearing his incessant chatter, Lin Dong impatiently said, "If you want to fight, do it quickly. Stop being long-winded, like a woman!"
"Seeking death! Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish!"
"I’ll let you understand the terror of a Grandmaster Swordsman before dying. Within ten strikes, I’ll have your head!"
With that said, he roared and leaped into the air.
As his body rose, the sword beneath his feet suddenly flew up into his hand.
He held the sword with his right hand and struck.
"The first strike of the Autumn Rain Sword Technique: Wave Stacking Sword!"
With this strike, sword Qi transford into waves upon waves, shooting toward Lin Dong.
Seeing this, the martial artists below the stage laughed.
"Place your bets, place your bets. Everyone, bet on how many strikes it will take Young Master Luo Xing to kill this Alchemy League’s Uncle!"
"Two-fold odds for one strike! One-and-a-half-fold for two strikes! Three-fold for three strikes. Two-and-a-half for four strikes! Four-fold for five strikes. No bets for more than six strikes, because it’s impossible..."
"..."
These family martial artists actually placed such a bet before the two people’s duel.
Wang Xiuxin also placed a bet, betting that the Alchemy League’s Uncle would die at Luo Xing’s hands in three strikes.
At this mont on the stage, after Luo Xing executed the first strike, Lin Dong smiled slightly and then his figure flickered.
"Wind Riding Technique!"
With a "Swish!
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