Chapter 167: Chapter 119: Hidden Agents Lurking, Enemies Face Off

"What a ruthless boy."

It took Gao Yue quite a while to suppress the overwhelming and violent killing intent in his heart.

Among his disciples, the one he valued the most, Tong Biao could be said to be the foremost.

This disciple may not be impressive in appearance, and his nature is fierce and violent, but for Gao Yue, this is not a big flaw.

After all, Tong Biao has always been extremely respectful and reliant on the master who brought him down from the mountain.

Loyal, ruthless, and single-minded, isn’t this the best kind of ally.

The most important thing is Tong Biao’s talent in swordsmanship.

How good is his talent?

He is famous for mastering the Seven-Star Sword, the most difficult and precise swordsmanship in Jianghu, having reached Great Success... In this sword technique, not only is he much stronger than the eldest disciple Li Yangguang, he may even be comparable to his own master.

The difference is only in cultivation.

Gao Yue even suspects that soon, Tong Biao might cultivate this powerful sword technique to Perfection, turning something rotten into something magical, completely surpassing the level of his own sword techniques.

Besides the Seven-Star Sword, Tong Biao has acquired another Celestial Inquiry Sword through special means, only practicing according to the secret manual without any teacher guidance, relying on his own enlightenment to break through.

This sword technique is also one of the top ten sword techniques in the world, very hard to cultivate, yet he managed to reach Great Success in a short time.

Once the sword is drawn, the two top-level sword techniques converge and integrate, and in the same realm and the same level of cultivation, it’s hard for someone to withstand three moves from him.

Such an outstanding disciple who could inherit the mantle, protect the way, and raise the fame of the Seven Stars Sword lineage, just got defeated so easily.

How could he not feel heartache? 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Changkong Martial Arts Hall’s newly recruited ’Ninth Disciple’, when striking was both quick and heavy, with sword techniques so powerful that even Gao Yue couldn’t understand them, they faintly surpassed Tong Biao.

A heavy sword is nothing.

The sword of the Primordial Golden Body lineage is like that, immensely powerful, with supreme physique.

But, it’s never heard that the swordsmanship of this lineage could be so fast, unable to parry or evade even when the sword moves are seen.

No matter how the strategy is calculated or the attack is dissected, facing that heavy and fast sword techniques will seem incredibly clumsy and ridiculous.

’Could it be, this is a piece pushed forward by the Primordial Mountain, specifically targeting my Seven Stars lineage, wanting to sever the roots of the Seven-Star Sword?’

One thought and Gao Yue forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

Feeling much calmer, thinking he still has other tricks up his sleeve, there’s no rush to personally kill this boy.

According to the plan, just let him live a little longer.

"This match is just a personal vendetta, does not affect the bet between sides...

My disciple’s skills are inferior, there’s nothing more to say. Junior Brother Han, regarding the next third match between swords, which disciple do you plan to send out?"

Saying this, he gave a hint, and from the group of Changkong Martial Arts Hall disciples, a disciple with a sluggish presence stepped out.

This person had an indifferent expression, his age was hard to guess, he could be twenty-something or forty-something, the aura slightly old, but looking at his face and hands, there were no wrinkles.

Walking to the martial arts arena, this person spoke, his voice slightly odd and hoarse, "My name is Hidden Sword, ranked eighteenth among direct disciples."

"Are you kidding, so old? Who recognizes the eighteenth disciple of Changkong Martial Arts Hall?"

"No one recognizes him, one makes a first move, one makes a fifteenth, the scene is getting more and more interesting.

Changkong Martial Arts Hall and Primordial Martial Arts Hall, to win, are willing to resort to every possible means.

Earlier Primordial Martial Arts Hall sent out a Ninth Disciple, that’s acceptable, after all, he’s a young man.

Here, an eighteenth disciple pops up... Looking at him, if it’s not disguise, I’d chop off my head.

People say to observe the person and the Qi, judging by the aura, I would believe this Hidden Sword is older than Gao Yue."

The surrounding audience witnesses once again resumed their jovial mood.

Right now some spectators, started joking around.

"Actually, you can’t blame Changkong Martial Arts Hall for using all kinds of tricks.

Openly, they truly can’t beat them...

That youth named Chen, bearing the title of Ninth Disciple, is way too ruthless.

Although he looks gentle and handsome, when he strikes, he’s like a fierce tiger or a flood dragon, once he strikes, it’s genuinely lethal.

If I were Hall Master Gao, sending out disciples at this point, being targeted by that Ninth Disciple, wouldn’t that imply dead, what’s the point of the match?"

"Yes, has anyone figured out what kind of sword technique Chen Ping is using?

To say it’s Primordial Swordsmanship, that’s simply treating us like we’re blind.

Primordial Swordsmanship focuses on ancient simplicity and heaviness, winning with force and momentum, how could it be so fast?

The techniques he used, Set Yin and Yang, Separating Yin and Yang, are just tricks to fool children."

"That’s unknowable, perhaps he studied another top-level sword technique or maybe reached the level of Returning to the Essence, directly questioning the fundamentals.

Therefore, no matter what sword move he performs, he can apply its intricacy while hiding its origin.

Fast swords are quite numerous in the world, specific circumstances are indistinguishable."

"Overall, Changkong Martial Arts Hall still has the upper hand in this bet.

Now they’ve played this [middle-aged disciple] trump card, their chances of winning have greatly increased.

One draw, one victory in the first two rounds, personal vendetta loss not counted in the bet.

Looking at it, Primordial Martial Arts Hall will lose the Primordial Golden Body Technique."

"Look, they’re sending out someone."

As Gao Yue’s eighteenth disciple Hidden Sword took the stage, discussions erupted among the crowd, and the disciples of Primordial Martial Arts Hall could hardly hold back.

Before Chen Ping could speak, a tall and handsome young man took two strides, reaching Han Xiaoru’s side, smiled and said, "Senior Sister, let me enter this match, to win some dignity back for you."