His sword struck home, leaving even Chen Lin stunned.
Judging by their earlier exchange, Wang Shouyi had at least the strength of the peak Void Realm. Combined with his powerful Sword Will, he could rival a weaker True Realm cultivator. Otherwise, he could never have sent Chen Lin's Azure Moon Saber flying with a single strike.
Yet such a powerful sword cultivator had actually been skewered through the heart by his Wooden Sword. It was utterly unexpected.
"Thank you for the match!"
Chen Lin pulled his sword free, stepped back, and cupped his fist in salute.
For a powerful cultivator, a pierced chest or abdomen was hardly a serious injury. Never mind losing their life-it would not even hinder their movements.
He did not want to be attacked by the whole group, so he refrained from pressing his advantage.
Following the rules was the safer course.
But to Chen Lin's surprise, the moment he withdrew his Wooden Sword, Wang Shouyi swayed and collapsed limply to the ground.
He had breathed his last!
Chen Lin's expression shifted slightly.
He immediately focused his attention and went on guard, ready for the other four to erupt.
But the situation he had anticipated did not occur.
A thick-browed man among the four stepped forward, held his palm over Wang Shouyi's brow to check him, then lifted him into his arms.
He turned toward Chen Lin and bowed respectfully.
Then he left in silence with the other three.
Chen Lin stood quietly where he was, waiting until their figures had vanished completely before sheathing his Wooden Sword.
He frowned in thought.
It seemed that to leave the sea, he had to pass this trial, and he had to do so in the manner of a sword cultivator. Otherwise, he would be attacked by the whole