Chapter 449
Everyone had no idea if Lin Yun was too lucky or his luck was too bad. He first encountered Twilight, and now, Heartcliff. There was without a question that Heartcliff was a lot stronger than Twilight.
Not only was the Primal Origin Sect one of the four major sects, but they also had a deeper foundation than the Sword Cloud Pavilion. Furthermore, Heartcliff had only revealed the tip of the iceberg so far in the competition. In the previous battle, he obliterated his opponent with ten cauldron’s worth of strength.
When Emperor Qin made the announcement, the plaza was immediately swept by a roar. Everyone had to admit that those who were ranked high were lucky. There was practically no pressure for them to make it into the quarterfinals. Then again, it was without a question that all of them were strong.
Regardless of how Qin Yu defeated Erget with a palm or Trueorigin killing his opponent without three punches, no one could say anything about their strength.
“Heartcliff, that brat has to die,” said Wen Yanbo. The Primal Origin Sect had a deep feud with the Sword Firmament Pavilion, and Lin Yun had long become a thorn in his eye. After all, the core disciples he sent into the Demonlotus Realm to kill Lin Yun were all killed. Furthermore, Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun both lost to Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan, which struck a huge blow to their reputation.
“Don’t worry. I’ll make this sword slave regret coming to the Great Qin Empire,” smiled Heartcliff as he played with the token in his hand.
Zuo Yun hesitated briefly and ultimately mustered his courage, “Elder Wen, Lin Yun is a good person in my opinion. As long as the sect doesn’t go after him, he won’t come after the sect. It’s enough for senior brother to teach him a lesson. There’s no need to kill him, not to mention that the Sword Firmament Pavilion won’t let this matter rest.”
But the moment he spoke out, he received a slap from Wen Yanbo, who raged, “What the hell are you talking about? The sect provided so much resources for you, and you lost to Bai Lixuan? You’re even speaking up for the sword slave now? Shut it!”
Heartcliff sneered, and he reprimanded, “Junior Brother Zuo, you’re still too young. It makes no sense to go easy on an enemy. Quick, apologize to Elder Wen and refrain from speaking such words in the future.”
Zuo Yun’s face turned red, and he apologized. But Wen Yanbo no longer bothered with him as he looked at Lin Yun with hatred burning in his eyes. The various sects might be seated far away, but they were all experts, and they could naturally eavesdrop on the conversation. Hence, many sects turned their attention over at the Primal Origin Sect.
However, everyone knew about the feud between the two sects, so no one spoke a word. At the same time, this had also caused a decent commotion with many people whispering among themselves.
“That old geezer is pretty tough on his own people.” Luo Feng frowned, and he spoke out, “Lin Yun, be careful. Surrender if you’re not able to defeat him.
But when he looked at Lin Yun, he noticed that there was something unusual about Lin Yun’s expression. He could notice a chill on Lin Yun’s face.
“You know Zuo Yun personally?” asked Luo Feng.
“Not really. But we cooperated once outside the sect and hunted some demonic beasts together…” Lin Yun wasn’t willing to speak more with killing intent flickering in his eyes. He might not have a deep relationship with Zuo Yun, but he respected the latter. This had nothing to do with the feud between the two sects.
But Lin Yun was shocked that Zuo Yun would speak out for him. Then again, he would probably be killed by Heartcliffi n Zuo Yun’s eyes, which would be a pity. But he never expected that Wen Yanbo was unhappy that Zuo Yun lost to Bai Lixuan, and gave him a slap when Zuo Yun spoke out for him.
Don’t worry. I won’t die anytime soon. After all, I still had to step on Wen Yanbo’s face and slap his face. When Lin Yun closed his eyes, killing aura was brewing within his heart.
With Emperor Qin making the announcement, the quarterfinals finally began. The first fight was between Qin Yu and Lin Xuan, which Lin Xuan decisively admitted defeat. With that, the first winner emerged.
When Trueorigin faced his opponent, his opponent had also surrendered. As for Aquaselenic, she didn’t even need to draw her sword to defeat her opponent. The fourth battle was between Feng Ye and the Demonic Moon Villa’s Shui Wuhen, in which Feng Ye emerged victorious. When Feng Ye made it into the quarterfinals, this instantly made the Hundred Beast Gate ecstatic.
With more winners emerging, this also meant that the titled figures were starting to appear. In the next three years, their name would sweep through the Great Qin Empire, becoming a limelight.
When Bai Lixuan defeated Zhou Hong, a clear voice echoed out in the plaza, “The eighth battle, the Primal Origin Sect’s Heartcliff VS the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s Lin Yun!”
Lin Yun and Heartcliff both opened their eyes with a cold flicker flashing across their eyes. They both looked at each other, and anyone could sense the sparks from their gaze even before they fought. This instantly made the atmosphere dense.
“It’s coming.”
“The last battle. I wonder who will emerge victorious.”
“Both the Primal Origin Sect’s trump cards, Wu Mohan and Zuo Yun lost to the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s disciples. Didn’t you see Wen Yanbo was so agitated that he even slapped someone earlier?”
“Yeah. Speaking of which, Lin Yun has been a steady fellow and rarely revealed his killing aura. What’s wrong with him now?”
“You noticed it too? And here I thought my eyes were messing with me. Lin Yun’s eyes look terrifying, and I’ve never seen him in this state.” The spectators were discussing among themselves heatedly.
The seven who made it into the quarterfinals also directed their gazes off.
Lin Yun finally stood up from his seat carrying the sword box on his back. He was an underdog who managed to come this far, even killing a titled figure in the competition. The strength and potential he showed in this competition had attracted many people’s attention.
“What a surprise. I never expected that a sword slave like you will have a friendship with that garbage junior brother of mine,” provoked Heartcliff with a grin.
Lin Yun’s face was cold, and he paid no attention to Heartcliff as he slowly went on the stage.
“What arrogance. You’ll die soon,” snorted Heartcliff as he flew towards the stage.
Seeing Heartcliff’s actions, Lin Yun who was walking over to the stage raised his brow and executed the Seven Profound Steps.
One was like a sharp sword that tore through the horizon while the other one was like an ancient beast. This was the last battle to determine the best eight, and the two were the center of everyone’s attention.
When they landed on the stage, they looked at each other with a cold gaze as their aura clashed together. The moment their feet touched the stage, they both launched their attacks at the same time and disappeared in everyone’s view.
“What’s going on?”
“Where are they?” The spectators were baffled. But all of a sudden, explosions rang out from the stage that even caused the entire plaza to tremble.