Chapter 1315: Provocation and Counterkill
"Yes, Brother Xin."
Ling Tian nodded with a smile, his demeanor respectful, but his expression seemed a bit unnatural.
Brother Xin was imposing, his gaze cold, carrying an extra sense of judgment, mocking the people he brought.
Ling Tian sneered in his heart.
The three Sword Dao Pride cultivators Brother Xin brought included two half-step God King Realm and one at the Ten Layer Divine Esteemed Realm.
Although their strength seemed formidable, Ling Tian believed that even combined, they were no match for Ye Chen.
Due to his low standing in the Sword Pavilion, far inferior to Brother Xin, Ling Tian did not flare up on the spot.
Seeing Ling Tian’s fairly acceptable attitude, Brother Xin couldn’t help but smile meaningfully, saying, "Ling Tian, the next time you go out looking for Sword Dao Pride, you ought to be more mindful..."
Ling Tian: "..."
At that moment, he felt as though a persimmon were stuck in his throat, extremely uncomfortable.
He wanted to flare up on the spot, but when he thought of Brother Xin’s status in the Sword Pavilion, the flames of anger in his heart receded.
Brother Xin’s cultivation base had reached the God King Realm First Layer.
Within the Sword Pavilion, he counted as an elite disciple of the inner sect.
And he himself was only at the Fifth Level of God Honour Realm, just this year promoted from an outer disciple to an inner disciple, far inferior in status to Brother Xin.
No matter how much confidence Ling Tian had in Ye Chen, he couldn’t get angry at this moment.
After all, Brother Xin at the God King Realm was too powerful.
Sword Pavilion disciples can never be categorized simply by their realm.
Even if Brother Xin was only at the God King Realm First Layer, once outside, he could easily cut down cultivators at the God King Realm of the third or fourth layer.
"Haha!"
Ye Yun, who had been silent, shook his head with a smile. Unable to bear seeing Ling Tian so torn, he patted the latter’s shoulder gently and said, "Ling Tian, let’s go!"
"Okay."
Ling Tian responded.
Beside Ling Tian, the young man in white paid no heed to Brother Xin, not even greeting this Sword Pavilion disciple of the God King Realm, which made Brother Xin somewhat angry.
This young monk from elsewhere was truly lacking in discernment.
It seemed he wanted to teach the other party a lesson.
Brother Xin raised an eyebrow and signaled the three young men beside him.
The three caught on instantly.
In a flash, they vanished from their original spot, then blocked Ling Tian and Ye Yun’s path.
"What’s the meaning of this..."
Ling Tian furrowed his brows.
The boldness of the three young men was backed with impunity, evidently instigated by Brother Xin behind the scenes.
At this moment,
A burly half-step God King Level youth crossed his arms, looking at Ye Yun coldly and said, "Such poor cultivation, and you dare enter the Sword Pavilion’s disciple selection? Aren’t you afraid of losing your life?"
Another half-step God King Level youth in black robes laughed heartily, echoing, "Indeed, such as the Fifth Level of God Honor Realm should not embarrass Sword Pavilion!"
"I am also at the Fifth Level of God Honor Realm!"
Ling Tian retorted angrily.
The threesome was unbearably arrogant.
With Brother Xin backing them, they were this brazen and rude.
Fortunately, these three had not yet officially become disciples of the Sword Pavilion; if they eventually did, who knows how arrogant they’d be in the future.
"Brother Ling Tian, you are the rightful successor of the Sword Pavilion, and even at the Fifth Level of God Honor Realm, you rival God King Realm experts!"
The burly youth clasped his hands, smiling in flattery.
Ling Tian was about to speak.
Suddenly, his shoulder sank, pressed down by Ye Yun.
Ye Yun stepped forward two steps, calmly saying, "Where did you three rabble crawl out from?"
Rabble?
Crawl out?
Hearing Ye Yun’s words, the trio became furious, practically spitting fire from their eyes.
Beside them, Brother Xin’s expression also turned grim.
This young monk was utterly arrogant.
Ye Yun laughed loudly, "Haha, calling you rabble is somewhat overestimating you. Let me tell you the truth, your so-called genuine disciple of the Sword Pavilion, Ling Tian, is also my defeated opponent!"
Ling Tian: "..."
What Ye Chen said was true, and he couldn’t refute it.
In a flash.
Brother Xin suddenly appeared before the three young men, looking at Ye Yun, and shouted, "Utter nonsense, at the same realm, how could you be a match for a genuine disciple of the Sword Pavilion?"
"Want to try?"
Ye Yun drew his sword, pointing at Brother Xin, his face holding a taunting smile.
Brother Xin was livid, his anger rising like smoke; had he not held a high status, he would have made a move at that moment.
"It’s been a long time since anyone from the Sword Pavilion has ventured outside; some folks really overestimate themselves..."
Brother Xin smiled coldly, looking at the burly youth, sternly commanding, "Ji Wu, this kid is arrogant, go teach him how to wield a sword!"
"Alright!"
The burly youth named Ji Wu sneered, drawing his sword and slashing towards Ye Yun.
Space trembled, a sword light extremely condensed, like a bolt of lightning descending abruptly.
Ling Tian’s face changed drastically.
He hadn’t expected Ji Wu would make a move just like that.
This was outside the Hanging Island!
"Courting death!"
Seeing Ji Wu attacking, Ye Yun’s brow furrowed, killing intent surfacing in his heart.
Initially, he hadn’t intended to entangle with these ants.
Unexpectedly, these fellows repeatedly provoked him, and now they were making a move.
Ye Yun swung his sword.
With Tyrant’s Twist, the sword attack, coming later but arriving first.
Swish...
A sword light flashed through the void at an unprecedented speed.
Even Brother Xin, with the highest cultivation present, did not react at that moment.
Puff!
The sword split Ji Wu in half, blood spilling all around.
That sword was ruthless, sudden.
Pitiful Ji Wu, his primordial spirit couldn’t escape, and he fell instantly.
"This..."
The other two youths watched Ji Wu’s body split in two, blood splattering down, instantly frightened into trembling, as if they’d fallen into an ice-cold cavern.
Too terrifying.
This guy at the Fifth Level of God Honor Realm killed the half-step God King Realm Sword Dao Pride Ji Wu with one sword!
The two faces turned pale, trembling with fear, hid beside Brother Xin.
"Such a fast sword!"
Brother Xin’s face grew serious, looking at Ye Yun, asking in a deep voice, "Which sect do you hail from?"
"No sects, just a loose cultivator."
Ye Yun replied calmly and softly.
Beside him, Ling Tian watched Ye Yun, stirring waves within his heart.
As an observer.
He witnessed the entire process of Ye Chen’s sword strike.
In Ling Tian’s view, that sword was extremely fast, seemingly reaching an utmost speed.
"Hmph!"
Brother Xin clenched his fist, his gaze like lightning, demanding, "Killing on Hanging Island, what punishment do you deserve?"
"You ask the wrong person, don’t you think?"
Ye Yun pointed his sword at Brother Xin, coldly laughing, "Ji Wu was the one who struck first, and the one who instigated him was you!"
Brother Xin argued, "I told him to strike, but I didn’t tell him to kill!"
"I have something to say!"
Ling Tian stepped forward, stood tall, and with a bright gaze, said melodiously, "Brother Xin, this Ji Wu has a half-step God King Realm cultivation, his strength is already formidable. That sword he just swung, even I found it hard to block. If it were an ordinary cultivator at the Fifth Level of God Honor Realm, they would have fallen by that sword strike!"
At this moment.
Ling Tian finally conquered his inner fear, igniting fury against Brother Xin.
"Ling Tian, this isn’t your place to speak, get lost!"
As if his dignity was challenged, Brother Xin suddenly grew extremely furious, waving a big hand to swipe at Ling Tian.
Ling Tian was hit and could not dodge, being smacked away.
In mid-air, he spat blood on the spot.