Lin Che Fights Four Dou Emperors Alone

"Green Lotus Sword Song, rise!"

A crisp sword cry suddenly rang out across the horizon.

A silver-white weapon shot into the pillar of light like a dragon plunging into the sea. In an instant, Old Ghost Chuyun's prized Dou Technique completely collapsed.

Beneath the azure sky, a man in white robes tilted his head back and took several deep gulps of strong liquor. Clear wine trickled from the corners of his mouth and into his collar.

Old Ghost Chuyun staggered half a step back, his vicious eyes fixed fiercely on Lin Che. "Who are you? How dare you ruin my plans?!"

"A sparring match should end at the right moment. As one of the Chu Yun Empire's strongest experts, you resorted to such despicable methods. Heh, it seems to me that everyone in the Chu Yun Empire is this ill-bred."

"You're courting death!"

Old Ghost Chuyun roared like a madman. Insulting him was one thing, but insulting his empire and its people meant he had to tear this man apart.

Just as Old Ghost Chuyun was about to attack, Chu Yun Que stopped him.

Lin Che landed steadily on the ground and raised his right hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Yun Yun's lips.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine... just slightly injured." A grateful, gentle smile appeared on Yun Yun's beautiful face as she smiled softly at Lin Che.

"Leave the rest to me."

Yun Yun nodded and cautioned him, "There's something strange about that old man. During our fight, I felt as though my Dou Qi was being suppressed. I couldn't circulate it at all. Otherwise... I wouldn't have lost so easily."

Lin Che sheathed his longsword and turned his gaze back to Old Ghost Chuyun. He lifted his wine gourd, took a drink, and said indifferently, "If you wish to fight to the death, I'll accompany you."

Chu Yun Que narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who are you? This is a contest between us and the Jia Ma Empire's ten strongest experts. You intervened without any regard for etiquette. Do you take my Chu Yun Empire for easy prey?"

Jia Xing Tian cut in with a laugh. "This is the Drunken Sword Immortal, Lin Che, one of the Jia Ma Empire's experts. Brother Yun Que, would you say his intervention breaks the rules?"

The rules stated that either side could join the sparring match midway through, so Lin Che's actions did not violate them.

Chu Yun Que clenched his teeth upon hearing this. He then glanced at the remaining Dou Emperors and moved his fingers slightly. They understood at once and strode forward.

Then he said in a chilling voice, "Since you call yourself the Drunken Sword Immortal, I wonder whether you can withstand the attacks of four great Dou Emperor experts from our empire?"

The entire crowd erupted into an uproar.

Four Dou Emperor experts joining forces to attack one Dou Emperor? The Chu Yun Empire truly was sinister and deceitful to come up with something like this. It was enough to make people curse at them.

Jia Xing Tian's expression darkened. The Jia Ma Empire only had Yun Yun and himself among its Dou Emperor experts. Now that the other side had sent out four Dou Emperors, they clearly intended to imitate what had happened to Ice Emperor Hai Bodong back then.

In those days, Ice Emperor Hai Bodong had fought two Dou Emperors from the Chu Yun Empire alone, stunning the entire audience with his skill!

Now Lin Che had to face four Dou Emperor experts. Under such pressure, few people would likely succeed.

Jia Xing Tian knitted his brows. He understood that the Chu Yun Empire intended to use this opportunity to wear down the Jia Ma Empire's Dou Emperor experts, so he immediately transmitted his voice to Lin Che. "Brother Lin Che... if you can't manage it, we should admit defeat."

Lin Che shrugged and said before everyone, "Come at me together."

As soon as Lin Che's words fell, an uproar swept through the entire imperial capital of the Jia Ma Empire.

Arrogant!

Far too arrogant!

Facing four Dou Emperors above five stars alone—unless he was a nine-star Dou Emperor, he would surely die sooner or later.

Even Jia Xing Tian could not help worrying. Yet since it was Lin Che's request, he could only wait for the right moment.

If Lin Che's life fell in danger, he would intervene immediately to prevent needless losses for the empire.

As the sparring match began, Lin Che, dressed in white, produced a jar of wine as though looking down upon all heroes and drank deeply before everyone.

Only after finishing the entire jar did Lin Che awaken from his state of contemplation. It was as if a sleeping beast had been summoned, making everyone's expressions turn grave.

Surging Dou Qi rolled forth endlessly like a raging river. Dark clouds blanketed the once-azure sky.

Bronze lightning writhed through the heavens like dragons and serpents, flashing wildly. Every flash was accompanied by deafening thunder.

"The storms of the martial world stain white robes; black clouds stretch ten thousand miles, and the sky is nowhere to be seen!"

Lin Che gripped his sword with one hand. As his right foot stepped forward, his figure vanished from the spot like a ghostly shadow.

"Not good!"

Old Ghost Chuyun's expression changed dramatically. He had not even regarded Yun Yun's earlier movements as a threat, yet Lin Che's actions made his heart tremble.

He suddenly roared, "There's something strange about this man. Everyone, be careful!"

A black shadow flickered as the silver-white longsword shot forth like a dragon plunging into the sea.

"With the longsword drawn, how dare vermin like you not retreat?"

Buzz!

A sword cry rang out.

In that instant, supreme Sword Intent burst forth.

Lin Che made no fierce movements throughout, yet the emerald radiance around him shot straight into the sky. The sword in his hand merely swept lightly before him.

Like a pool of emerald water, its sharpness was fully revealed.

"So long as the green lotus bears a hero's will, never say there is no Sword Immortal in this mortal world."

"Green Lotus Sword Song, rise!"

Buzz!

Another piercing explosion rang out.

The clear night sky seemed to freeze at that moment. Then, beneath their horrified gazes, a hundred-zhang rift suddenly tore through the void.

"How is this possible?"

Chu Yun Que, the guardian of the Chu Yun Empire, abruptly rose to his feet. His pupils contracted as he shouted, "Take defensive positions immediately! This man's strength is already infinitely close to the Dou Zong realm!"

With Chu Yun Que's warning, the Chu Yun Empire's Dou Emperors were struck by profound shock as well. A Dou Zong not yet twenty years old—did such a person truly exist in this world?

One of the Dou Emperors suddenly felt a searing pain behind him. The moment he turned around, sharp Sword Qi came straight for his neck.

The Dou Emperor's pupils widened in terror. He immediately raised his weapon to block his neck, but all he heard was a crisp clang.

This time, his body did not merely stagger backward. He was blasted away like a cannonball.

At this sight, the previously noisy square fell completely silent.

Shock!

The entire audience was shocked!

What had just happened?

One sword strike—just one sword strike!

Was this man not far too powerful?

That was a Five-star Dou Emperor!

When Lin Che's figure appeared again, he was already in midair.

Looking at the Dou Emperor he had defeated, he furrowed his brows and muttered, "Looks like I didn't drink enough. Otherwise, that strike would have at least taken his head."

"Bring me another jar."

"Quick, stop him! Don't let him keep drinking! This man draws his power from wine—the more he drinks, the stronger he becomes!"