Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 206, Lin Qing

Three days later, at the center of the Lin residence, a group of martial artists dressed in Lin Family attire stood solemnly with a slight heaviness in their expressions.

This was the gathering place mentioned by Lin Qingxuan. Chu Ming stood at the back, next to Lin Yue’Er, who looked around curiously.

Chu Ming’s eyes moved slightly, taking in all the martial artists around. These martial artists were evidently the elite of the Lin Family. Even the weakest were at the True Dao Sixth Layer, and the strongest was naturally Lin Qingxuan, who was at the peak of the True Dao, with one foot already stepping into the threshold of the Guiyuan Realm.

Among these martial artists, the two young men at the front stood out, both exuding an extraordinary aura that unveiled their True Dao Third Layer prowess, their inner strength pure and refined.

"The young man in the red robe is our Lin family’s second genius, Lin Qing. He practices swordsmanship and is quite conceited, claiming to be the best swordsman in the Lin Family, but he is far behind compared to you, Master Chu."

Standing next to Chu Ming, Lin Yue’Er glanced at Lin Qing and murmured softly. At that moment, Lin Qing happened to turn his head, catching Lin Yue’Er conversing with Chu Ming, a trace of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Lin Yue’Er was young and beautiful, and as Lin Qingxuan’s daughter, she had no shortage of suitors in the Lin Family. Lin Qing was the most obvious among them, and seeing Lin Yue’Er chatting intimately with Chu Ming, how could he not be angry?

As for Chu Ming, Lin Qing had only heard of him from a few Lin Family disciples. As Chu Ming had never shown his strength, Lin Qing was unsure how powerful he truly was but didn’t believe Chu Ming was stronger than him. freёnovelkiss.com

"The young man in the blue robe is the direct disciple of the Lin Family’s Patriarch, named Lin Wuying. He practices a palm technique and is only slightly weaker than Lin Qing."

Lin Yue’Er turned her gaze to the other young man. Following her gaze, Chu Ming squinted his eyes slightly and said faintly, "Lin Wuying is not weaker than Lin Qing."

Chu Ming’s soul power was incredibly strong. Based on his estimation, even the Lin Family’s Patriarch couldn’t compare to him in terms of soul power. So, with one glance, Chu Ming had already determined that Lin Wuying’s strength surpassed Lin Qing’s.

"How is that possible?!"

Lin Yue’Er whispered. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe Chu Ming; she just felt a great shock. Only once had she performed the Snow Rain Swordsmanship, and Chu Ming had pinpointed all its flaws. Chu Ming’s words brought her a massive shock.

In the Lin Family, her sister always held the top genius position, followed closely by Lin Qing and Lin Wuying. However, Lin Qing was always slightly stronger than Lin Wuying, as if it were a law.

"Isn’t Lin Qing the direct disciple of your Patriarch?"

Chu Ming was quite surprised. In theory, Lin Qing, being the Lin Family’s second genius, should have been the first choice for the Patriarch’s disciple, followed by Lin Wuying.

"Lin Qing is an Inner Sect Disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect and isn’t allowed to be apprenticed to anyone else!"

Lin Yue’Er explained.

Chu Ming nodded slightly. The Seven Star Sword Sect was a super force in the Black Rock Empire, even surpassing the entire empire. The Black Rock Empire’s sole Realm of Transcendence expert was the Patriarch of the Seven Star Sword Sect. Thus, it made sense for the Lin Family’s Patriarch not to take Lin Qing as a disciple.

Seeing that the guards and elders were almost all present, Lin Qingxuan stood in the small pavilion in the garden and said loudly.

"Today is the day of the duel with the Hu Family. Whether you three win or lose, you must display our Lin Family’s dominance. Winning would be great, but even if we lose, we must take a piece of the Hu Family with us."

Lin Qingxuan’s words echoed through the garden, clearly addressed to the three martial artists participating in the duel, including Chu Ming.

"Patriarch, I think some are not Lin Family disciples and thus ineligible for the duel!"

As soon as Lin Qingxuan finished speaking, a bright young voice rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the garden. Everyone was stunned and followed the voice to see Lin Qing in his red robe standing quietly, his eyes fixed on Chu Ming, filled with mockery.

Lin Qingxuan frowned, his eyes turning slightly dark, but he didn’t stop them. In fact, he also wanted to test Chu Ming.

"I think you are also unqualified for the duel!"

Chu Ming said calmly. At this moment, the guards and elders quickly retreated, creating a large open space around the two, who stood facing each other, their auras rising.

"I am the second genius of the Lin Family, and you say I am unqualified?"

Lin Qing’s eyes were icy, a cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Your strength may not measure up, but your arrogance is substantial!"

Chu Ming said calmly. He understood that Lin Qingxuan likely intended to test him, and Lin Qing was just a probe.

"You say my strength is lacking? Do you dare to duel with me?"

Lin Qing pressed forward step by step, his imposing manner like a mountain enveloping Chu Ming.

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Seeing Chu Ming remain silent, Lin Qing was more convinced that Chu Ming was all show and no substance.

"After all this time cultivating, my body is getting rusty. If that’s the case, let’s loosen up a bit!"

Chu Ming didn’t refuse. If he didn’t show some skills now, Lin Qingxuan would probably remain uncertain about him.

"Be careful!" Lin Yue’Er said out of concern, standing beside Chu Ming. This scene magnified in Lin Qing’s eyes, deepening his jealousy.

"No worries!"

Defeating Lin Qing was an extremely easy task for him.

The surrounding martial artists again spread outward, their faces showing a look of watching a good show.

In the garden, Lin Qing and Chu Ming stood thirty meters apart.

"Ten moves. I only need ten moves to defeat you!"

Lin Qing was full of confidence, a confidence born from countless victories.

"If I were you, I wouldn’t say something like that." Chu Ming said faintly.

"Enough talk, take this!"

As soon as his words fell, Lin Qing drew his sword, thrusting it toward Chu Ming. The sword moved faster than a normal person could react, as if it weren’t a treasure sword but a wisp of starlight shooting towards Chu Ming.

Seven-Star Swordsmanship, Third Move—Seven-Star Moon Sweep!

Facing Lin Qing’s strike, Chu Ming remained calm. When his treasure sword left its sheath, it pointed at the starlight’s tip, as if time stopped between his drawing and striking. Though not as domineering as Lin Qing’s Seven-Star Swordsmanship, it was more direct and chilling.

The sound of metal clashing echoed as Lin Qing’s treasure sword dimmed and trembled violently before flying out, Lin Qing spitting blood as he was sent flying, looking utterly miserable.

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