Defiant Sword, Mad God
Chapter 45

Inner Sect Selection Tournament Begins!

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Lin Xuan had heard of many attributes, but never of an attribute-less one.

"Attribute-less spiritual power has one advantage: it can transform into spiritual power of any attribute, and those attributes can even fuse with one another," Wine Lord said.

"If you possessed lightning-attributed spiritual power, your Thunder Movement Swordsmanship could reach perfection."

"Really?" Lin Xuan asked in delighted surprise. "If Thunder Movement Swordsmanship reached perfection, how powerful would it be?"

"It's just that you'll need to absorb a Thunder Source, or cultivate a lightning-attributed technique. Only then can your swordsmanship reach perfection," Wine Lord said.

After the Inner Sect Selection Tournament, I'll look for a lightning-attributed technique or a Thunder Source! Lin Xuan made up his mind.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

And today was the day of the Inner Sect Selection Tournament.

Tens of thousands of outer sect disciples set off toward the testing grounds. Lin Xuan, too, slung the Red Flame Greatsword onto his back and stepped out of his home.

Outside, clusters of clouds drifted across a clear, bright sky.

The enormous plaza held countless disciples, their faces flushed red with excitement.

"I wonder how many people will pass the first round this time?" someone asked with concern.

"I just hope I can get through smoothly..."

"Look, it's Jiang Yulong!" quite a few outer sect disciples cried out. "He's one of the Four Outer Sect Elites!"

Amid the crowd, Jiang Yulong stood coldly and proudly in white robes, surrounded by a group of Divine Might Corps disciples.

"Duan Fei is here too!" Another cry rang out. "Damn, all Four Outer Sect Elites are here today! Even if I can't pass the first round, it'll still have been worth coming!"

In another direction, the handsome youth Duan Fei stood with a smile, surrounded by many female disciples. Their delicate faces and graceful figures set countless male disciples' hearts ablaze.

Duan Fei smiled as he greeted the beauties around him, while casually casting a glance at Jiang Yulong. Jiang Yulong was staring at Duan Fei as well. Their gazes met, sparking a shower of flames in the air.

The two belonged to different factions. Jiang Yulong loathed this pretty boy adored by women, while Duan Fei disliked the youth's gloomy nature. Their relationship was therefore terrible.

"Hmph! When you're defeated, let's see which female disciple will still flock around you!" Jiang Yulong snorted coldly.

"Shen Qian'er, my goddess!"

In the distance, a young girl dressed in green slowly approached. Her ethereal bearing made her seem like an immortal banished to the mortal world. Duan Fei and Jiang Yulong both looked toward the girl in green. Duan Fei smiled and nodded, while Jiang Yulong's expression grew somewhat strange and his gaze darted away.

Shen Qian'er saluted the two of them, then, welcomed by a group of girls, took her place in another area.

At this moment, a group of youths from the South District also approached excitedly.

Lin Xuan wore black robes and carried a dark red greatsword on his back. A faint smile hung on his handsome young face, and he looked exceptionally spirited.

"Brother Xuan, you have to make it to the third round! We'll cheer you on then!" Ding Xiaopang said, waving his arms excitedly.

"Xiaopang, do you even need to say that? Brother Xuan will definitely reach the third round, and he'll definitely make it into the inner sect!" The youths chattered endlessly, and the whole group was filled with laughter.

"Wow! So many beauties!" Ding Xiaopang's slit-like eyes immediately strained to open wider, while drool streamed continuously from his mouth.

"If only I could marry one of them," Ding Xiaopang muttered.

The youths traveling with him also wore lecherous expressions, but upon hearing Ding Xiaopang's words, they all looked at him with contempt.

"Xiaopang, stop dreaming. Go home and sleep hugging your doll!" said Hou Xiaoshou, Lin Xuan's neighbor on the right.

The doll was a stuffed cotton figure. Ding Xiaopang hugged it to sleep every day, and the disciples often teased him about it.

"Hmph, don't get too smug. Once Brother Xuan becomes an inner sect disciple, he'll definitely introduce one to me!" Ding Xiaopang protested.

Lin Xuan smiled. "Don't worry. I'll find you a fairy for a wife then!"

The group of youths walked onto the plaza laughing heartily, but the passersby cast disdainful looks their way.

"Tch! A bunch of country bumpkins who want to enter the inner sect? They're overestimating themselves!"

"They must still be dreaming. The first round will smash those dreams to pieces soon enough!"

Lin Xuan and the others stepped onto the plaza and could not help marveling once more.

The plaza stretched as far as the eye could see, seeming to have no end. Ahead stood a magnificent cluster of palaces, wreathed in rosy clouds like an immortal's heavenly palace.

Here, Lin Xuan spotted Jiang Yulong and Duan Fei. The latter ignored him outright, while Jiang Yulong revealed a cruel smile.

Lin Xuan paid them no mind. All grudges could be settled on the arena; there was no need to waste energy now. He slowly closed his eyes to conserve his strength.

But before long, someone beside him shook him awake.

"Shangguan Liuyun! It's Shangguan Liuyun!"

Ding Xiaopang grabbed Lin Xuan excitedly, looking even more thrilled than if he had seen an unparalleled beauty. Their companions were equally excited, staring unblinkingly at that figure.

"He's one of the Four Outer Sect Elites, and the number one person on the Outer Sect Rankings! They say he's even stronger than some inner sect disciples. Even Jiang Yulong, Duan Fei, and the others have been crushed beneath him until they can't lift their heads!"

Lin Xuan was inwardly astonished. He turned and saw a man approaching from outside the plaza.

The man wore black robes and walked forward step by step with an expressionless face. Unlike the other geniuses, he had neither hordes of supporters behind him nor beauties fluttering around him like bees and butterflies. He was alone.

One man, like an entire sky, pressed down upon everyone until they could not lift their heads!

Once he arrived, every noisy sound vanished. Even Duan Fei, who had worn a smile all along, darkened his face and looked at him with hostility. Jiang Yulong gripped the sword in his hand tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He stood at the center of the plaza, and everyone around him instinctively moved away. No one could withstand his imposing aura. He seemed born to be a king, meant to be looked up to by all.

Only after a long while did anyone dare speak in low voices, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

Just then, clouds and mist churned overhead. In an instant, a fierce gale swept through, making everyone's clothes snap and flutter loudly. The crowd looked up in alarm and discovered that at some unknown moment, a person had appeared atop the clouds.

A middle-aged man in purple robes!

He stood suspended in the clouds, gazing coldly down below like a god high above all else.

"Flying through the air!" Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. He felt an immense pressure slowly radiating from the purple-robed middle-aged man, like an invisible giant hand pressing down on him and making it hard to breathe.

The purple-robed middle-aged man waved his hand, and the clouds filling the sky transformed into a gigantic hand that pressed down upon the empty air.

The next moment, everyone felt the ground shake as if an earthquake had struck, accompanied by rumbling thunder. When everything around them returned to normal, the disciples discovered that beside the palaces, a great mountain had appeared before their eyes as if in a dream.

"This mountain is called Thundercloud Mountain. It has ninety-nine levels and will serve as the first round of this selection tournament. Cross this mountain, and you will be qualified to enter the next round." The purple-robed middle-aged man's voice boomed like a great bell, carrying across the entire plaza.

"Now, the first round begins!"

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