Su Yuqing completely lost his mind at the sight.
Qin Ning’s actions were not just a blatant disregard for him, but a profound humiliation.
How dare a mere brat from the fourth stage of the Commerce Gate realm humiliate him like this?
“Damn it!”
Su Yuqing roared, “You think you can kill me with a wooden sword? Dream on!”
“Who says a wooden sword can’t kill people!”
Qin Ning, holding the wooden sword, was as calm as if taking a leisurely stroll.
The two figures clashed, but everyone suddenly realized that Qin Ning, using only a wooden sword, was calmly fending off Su Yuqing’s ordinary longsword.
This was truly unbelievable!
Even the infatuated girls who had been cheering earlier fell silent.
“So arrogant and ignorant! Let me show you my true power!”
Su Yuqing let out a cry, and suddenly, the longsword in his hand radiated a spiritual energy, an invisible sword qi soaring into the sky.
“This is… Sword Intent Seed!”
Someone in the crowd gasped in astonishment.
“Sword Intent Seed? Young Master Su Yuqing has already comprehended Sword Intent Seed?”
“This is too incredible… He’s only eighteen, and he’s already comprehended Sword Intent Seed.”
“Sixth stage of the Scenery Gate realm, and he’s comprehended Sword Intent Seed! Su Yuqing is truly the Su family’s most outstanding genius!”
Hearing the exclamations of awe around him, Su Yuqing felt immensely smug.
He loved this feeling: making others gasp in surprise, pursue him, admire him, and look up to him.
When his younger sister, Su Ningshi, was here, she was the Su family’s foremost genius. But now that she had left, he, Su Yuqing, was the number one genius of the Su family, unmatched even in Lingyun City!
The Sword Intent Seed was the necessary path to comprehending true Sword Intent. If he could grasp the profound meaning of the Sword Intent Seed, he wouldn’t be far from fully understanding Sword Intent itself!
Qin Ning’s demonstrated strength today had surprised him, but the stronger Qin Ning was, the more powerful Su Yuqing would appear by unleashing his Sword Intent Seed and killing him!
“Just a Sword Intent Seed, is that all?”
Qin Ning shook his head, looking at the infatuated girls with a strange expression, his tone still even and unhurried.
“Clear Wind Sword Guidance Art!”
Su Yuqing drew his sword, combining it with his Sword Intent Seed, and suddenly lunged forward. Sword qi swirled around him, the sword wind howled, as he attacked Qin Ning.
Seeing this, Qin Ning raised the wooden sword in his hand.
At that moment, the wooden sword in his hand trembled slightly.
He was the son of the Supreme God Emperor, a Nine-Fate Son of Heaven, who had lived through nine lives and nine worlds. In each of these nine lives, he had been a renowned figure, forging legends.
During his fourth life, he had been revered as the mighty “Azure Cloud Sword Emperor.”
Although he was starting anew now, all the insights and understandings from those years remained vivid in his heart.
In his memories, he had once created a sword technique called the Leaf-Cutting Sword, a powerful killing move that remained potent even when he reached the Sword Emperor level.
Despite the passage of several lifetimes, he could never forget this technique.
He had comprehended the Leaf-Cutting Sword technique by chance, while watching his disciple practice in a forest during his early days.
Cutting a falling leaf in half with a sword was not difficult for a diligent swordsman; it was a basic skill.
However, to continuously strike and cut countless falling leaves into various shapes before they hit the ground was already quite challenging.
And to achieve that level of precision with just a single sword strike was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
That year, Qin Ning had meditated arduously under a hundred-year-old tree before finally mastering this sword art, which he then named the Tu Die Sword.
Ultimately, it was refined, synthesized, and blended into a perfect move, imperceptible and instinctive.
Though it was only one move, it was the strongest, benefiting him for life.
At this moment, seeing Chu Yuqing attacking to kill, Qin Ning fiercely swung the wooden sword in his hand.
“Tu Die Sword!”
This sword strike had no special technique, nor any unusual variations, but Chu Yuqing couldn't escape or evade it.
The most important thing was that as soon as Qin Ning unleashed this strike, the longsword in his hand seemed to disobey his control; even the very seed of his sword intent panicked.
Then, he launched a sword qi attack, and in a flash, his moves became chaotic, changing techniques, but the trajectory of his attack did not advance but retreated, charging towards himself.
In the eyes of outsiders, this scene was like... Chu Yuqing was attacking himself?
Yes, that's exactly it!
But at this moment, Chu Yuqing was suffering unspeakably.
The full power of the sword was turned back, forcing him to use his own body to block this sword qi.
But, he suddenly saw Qin Ning, saw Qin Ning's face and smile.
At this moment, he could do nothing.
He could only watch as Qin Ning approached him, that wooden sword, with a *thud*, pierced his heart!
This move seemed incredibly simple, but it made him unable to dodge or block.
Why was that?
Gradually, Chu Yuqing felt his consciousness fading, his mind grew hazy, and his eyes felt heavy.
The gazes and voices around him, he gradually could no longer perceive.
“Yuqing!”
The Chu family patriarch, Chu Shanhe, at this moment, his hands also trembled.
He could comfort Shen Chengfeng, but when this matter fell upon himself, he couldn't comfort himself.
He had originally thought victory was certain, but unexpectedly, his son had died.
Moreover, he was even killed by Qin Ning using... a wooden sword!
At this moment, the infatuated crowd from earlier, along with the surrounding people, were so astonished they couldn't utter a word.
A wooden sword... could actually kill someone!
“Well done, Brother Ning!”
At this moment, Qin Xinxin joyfully jumped around, his body, weighing over a hundred *jin*, causing the main gate of the Qin family to tremble.
The two brothers, Qin Changsheng and Qin Yuanshan, exchanged glances, utterly stunned.
“Is this really my son, Qin Ning?” Qin Changsheng said in a daze.
“Big Brother, what are you saying!” Qin Yuanshan said with a laugh. “Ning’er’s Spirit Gate was crippled, but not only did he not fall, on the contrary... misfortune turned into a blessing, and he’s become even more formidable!”
At this very moment, everyone was astonished.
“Chu Shanhe!”
Qin Ning looked at Chu Shanhe, his face indifferent, and said, “Originally, I could have called you 'Father-in-law', but now, that's no longer possible. Chu Yuqing is dead. This wooden sword, consider it my funeral gift!”
“Compared to giving Shen Wan a coffin, this wooden sword, though merely a piece of spiritual incense wood, is for Big Brother Yuqing who liked swords, so I think he'll be very satisfied!”
“You...”
Chu Shanhe looked at Qin Ning, no longer seeing him as a mere youth.
A youth so caustic, every word like a pearl, twisting into people's hearts like this?
“Patriarch Chu!”
At this moment, Ling Shicheng stepped out.
Just like how Chu Shanhe had comforted Shen Chengfeng earlier, Ling Shicheng also offered reassurance, saying, "We underestimated this brat, but now that things have come to this, for this third match, let a descendant of the Ling family make their move!"
"Clan Head Ling, you mean..."
"Exactly!"
Ling Shicheng turned around, looking at a young man behind him.
The young man strode forward, his physique powerful, broad-shouldered and muscular, his expression cold, and an imposing aura subtly yet palpably emanating from his body, pressuring those around him.