Su Yun's Choice

As the referee announced, Chu Feng and Lin Yan stepped onto the stage one after another.

Lin Yan was dressed in a dark purple fitted outfit, with a silver silk sash tied around her waist, accentuating her graceful figure.

As she moved with light steps, the golden hair ornaments in her hair jingled, and her eyes flickered, causing many young Martial Artists in the audience to unconsciously hold their breath.

"Young Master Chu, please go easy on me~"

Lin Yan's rosy lips parted slightly, her voice intoxicatingly charming.

However, the twin sabers in her hands glinted with a cold, sharp light, clearly the opening stance of the Lin Family's secret Butterfly Dance Saber Technique.

Chu Feng expressionlessly drew the long saber from his back. The cloth wrapped around the blade shattered inch by inch, revealing a sharp edge glowing with a greenish light.

Three Thunderclap Forms: Thunder Moves the Nine Heavens!

Without any pleasantries, Chu Feng unleashed a killing move right from the start.

As the long saber slashed down, it was accompanied by a genuine thunderous roar, and the saber light tore through the air like lightning.

Lin Yan hastily raised her twin sabers. Amidst the clang of metal against metal, she retreated seven steps, her tiger's mouth already split open.

Lin Yan's charming eyes flashed with anger, surprised that her opponent was so unchivalrous.

She let out a delicate cry, and her twin sabers transformed into a sky full of butterfly shadows: Hundred Butterflies Piercing Flowers!

The audience erupted in gasps.

The saber light truly resembled a hundred colorful butterflies fluttering about, beautiful yet hiding deadly intent.

Chu Feng, however, let out a cold snort and thrust his long saber straight towards the center: Thunderclap Breaks the Dawn!

This saber strike was unpretentious, yet astonishingly fast.

Lin Yan's butterfly shadow net was pierced through, and the saber tip pointed directly at her throat.

She hurriedly dodged to the side, a lock of her dark hair already severed.

"I surrender!"

Seeing Chu Feng's third strike about to fall, Lin Yan quickly cried out.

Her pretty face turned pale, the charming composure from before completely gone.

Chu Feng heard her and sheathed his saber, walking off the stage without looking back, leaving the audience in a state of murmuring.

As the referee announced, two figures, one red and one blue, gracefully ascended the stage.

Su Mei was wearing a water-blue silk dress, with only a white magnolia hairpin adorning her hair, exuding an elegant and refined aura.

As she held her sword and bowed, cheers immediately erupted from the audience.

"Mei'er, please."

Su Yun was dressed in a crimson fitted outfit, his brows and eyes as sharp as if carved by a knife.

Even before his sword was drawn, waves of heat surged around him.

"Clan Brother, please go easy on me."

Su Mei smiled sweetly.

The long sword in her hand, however, rippled with water-like patterns: Gentle Water Sword: Green Waves Ripple!

Her sword intent flowed like a babbling spring, appearing gentle yet with hidden currents.

Su Yun dared not be careless, and his Blazing Flames Sword was fiercely drawn: Blazing Flames Burn the Heavens!

The red and blue sword qi collided in mid-air, creating a hazy mist.

Through the mist, one could see Su Mei's sword techniques shifting from a gentle stream to a crashing wave.

Su Yun's swordplay was expansive and powerful, each strike accompanied by scorching waves of heat.

As their figures intertwined, they painted a wondrous scene of water and fire mingling on the stage.

"So beautiful!" a spectator exclaimed dazedly.

This match didn't feel like a life-or-death struggle, but rather like a meticulously choreographed sword dance.

Yet, discerning eyes could see that every time the seemingly gentle blue sword energy touched the crimson sword qi, it sparked dazzling spiritual power.

After thirty exchanges, Su Mei suddenly retracted her sword and leaped back.

A fine sheen of sweat beaded on her forehead, but her breathing remained steady: "I surrender."

Su Yun sheathed his sword, revealing a rare hint of a smile: "Mei'er's Wave Chasing Saber Technique has also improved significantly."

With this, the final four were all decided.

"Next match, Su Yun versus Lin Tian!"

As the referee announced, the entire Training Ground instantly erupted.

Discussions buzzed through the audience; everyone remembered the humiliation Lin Tian inflicted on Su Yan yesterday, and even more so, Su Yu's powerful counterattack against Lin Mo.

This confrontation today was already filled with tension before it even began.

Su Yun slowly rose, his crimson outfit billowing as if moved by the wind.

He turned to look at Su Yu, his gaze firm: "I will do my best to force out his trump card."

Su Yu nodded slightly.

Although he didn't know Su Yun well, he completely understood the other's choice at this moment.

The path of martial arts was, after all, a rebellion against heaven.

If one hesitated before a powerful enemy, how could they hope to reach the pinnacle of martial arts?

"Brave, but foolish."

Lin Tian stood with his hands behind his back, a mocking sneer on his lips.

"Do you think you're much stronger than Su Yan?"

Su Yun didn't reply, merely drawing his Blazing Flames Sword slowly. The moment the sword left its sheath, waves of scorching heat swept across the entire arena, distorting even the air.

"Fire Crow Soaring Through the Sky!"

As the sword's edge cut through the air, three crows formed from flames flapped their wings and flew out.

In Su Yun's hands, this opening stance was several times more powerful than that of ordinary disciples.

"Spirit Snake Emerges from Cave!"

Lin Tian's swordplay took a sharp turn. His green sword qi, like a viper's tongue, instantly pierced through the fire crows.

With undiminished momentum, he forced Su Yun back several steps.

"Blazing Flames Burn the Heavens!"

Su Yun stabilized himself, his sword intent suddenly changing.

Scorching sword qi erupted like a volcano, pressing down on Lin Tian from all directions.

"Spirit Snake Wags its Tail!"

Lin Tian flicked his wrist, his sword's edge tracing a strange arc.

His green sword qi, like a giant python's tail, not only shattered the blazing flames but also left a bloody gash on Su Yun's chest.

Ten moves, twenty moves...

Su Yun's wounds grew more numerous, his crimson training attire soaked with blood.

But his eyes remained resolute. Every time he was repelled, he immediately drew his sword and pressed forward again.

"Truly stubborn."

Lin Tian finally lost his patience, his sword intent suddenly becoming three points sharper.

"Since you're seeking death, I'll grant it to you!"

Su Yun was sent flying again, crashing heavily at the edge of the arena.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes grew clearer.

Just as everyone thought the match was over, the situation took an unexpected turn!

Crimson flames suddenly erupted around Su Yun. The aura continuously solidified, finally exploding with a powerful flame sword intent.

"Blazing Flames Sword Style—Perfected Realm!"

"What?"

Lin Tian's pupils contracted, a look of solemnity appearing on his face for the first time.

In the stands, Su Tianheng abruptly stood up.

"Su Yun actually broke through the Blazing Flames Sword Style to the Perfected Realm at the brink of death!"

"This Human-grade Mid-tier Martial Skill, he actually reached this level in a year."

"Elder San has a good son..."

Su Tianheng muttered to himself, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

Although he disagreed with Elder San's political views, he had to admit that Su Yun's talent and perseverance were truly admirable.

On the arena, Su Yun slowly stood up.

The Blazing Flames Sword Intent merged with him. With every step he took, scorched footprints were left on the bluestone ground.

"Let's go again!" His voice was hoarse, yet it resonated powerfully.

A mocking arc formed on Lin Tian's lips, his aura suddenly solidifying.

A green snake shadow rose from behind him. As its tongue flickered, it exuded a chilling aura that made one's heart palpitate.

"Spirit Snake Sword Intent? He's actually comprehended Sword Intent too!"

Su Mei exclaimed in shock.

Su Yu's gaze narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "The gap in cultivation is too large. It's already not easy for Su Yun to force out his Perfected Sword Intent."

On the arena, the two great sword intents confronted each other from a distance.

The scorching and chilling auras tore at each other, and explosions continuously erupted in the air.

The instant the two Sword Intents collided, the entire arena trembled.

Within the intertwined red and green light, Su Yun could vaguely be seen gritting his teeth, veins bulging on the arm holding his sword.

Although Lin Tian's expression was solemn, a confident smirk still played on his lips.

"Break for me!"

Lin Tian suddenly roared, and his Spirit Snake Sword Intent strengthened by a third.

The Blazing Flames Sword Style, already on the verge of collapse, could no longer hold on and shattered inch by inch.

Su Yun flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily outside the arena.

He struggled to stand, only to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The victor is Lin Tian!" the referee announced loudly.

In the stands, Lu Yue stroked his beard and sighed, "Both these individuals have excellent talent and strength. In time, they will surely achieve great things."

Lin Zhentian's face showed even greater pride upon hearing this.

But as his gaze swept over the Su Family's seating area, a shadow flickered in his eyes—the younger generation of the Su Family had actually produced such geniuses, one after another...

Su Yu sprinted down from the platform and helped up the nearly lifeless Su Yun.

Su Yun turned to Su Yu, a blood-stained smile pulling at his lips, "Next... it's up to you."

Su Yu nodded solemnly, his gaze growing cold.