The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2668 - 2643: Why Seek Death!

Observing Lin Bai’s single, decisive sword strike, Tang De addressed Tang Long, stating, "Lin Bai’s sword alone proves his worth as a Senior Guest Official. Brother Tang Long, is there truly a need to continue this match?"

Tang Long offered a slight nod, on the verge of calling a halt to the martial arts competition himself.

Yet, before he could utter a word, Tang Yang interjected, inquiring of Mo Qian, "What is going on here?"

Upon hearing Tang Yang’s tone, tinged with displeasure, Mo Qian quickly responded with a smile, "Rest assured, Young Master Tang Yang, that was merely a moment of carelessness on my part. This time, my legs will undoubtedly be broken!"

As he spoke, Mo Qian rose once more, unleashing a ferocious aura, akin to a slumbering beast rousing itself.

Lin Bai’s brow furrowed as he regarded Mo Qian and Tang Yang, a flicker of displeasure crossing his face. Had that single sword strike not sufficiently demonstrated his capabilities?

Lin Bai was confident that anyone with a modicum of sense present could discern that he, a cultivator at the Seventh Layer of the Death Reversal Realm, had managed to strike down an opponent at the Ninth Level. Such a feat, he believed, was more than enough to warrant the title of Senior Guest Official.

Mo Qian’s gaze turned cold as he addressed Lin Bai, remarking, "Kid, I am determined to break your legs today. My future prospects hinge upon crushing you!"

"Prepare to meet your end!"

Mo Qian glared at Lin Bai through clenched teeth, taking a forceful step forward. A gust of wind swept through the arena, and the overwhelming power of the Ninth Level of the Death Reversal Realm erupted without restraint.

His five fingers contorted into a claw, he lunged towards Lin Bai.

The terrifying force behind this attack was far from that of a mere sparring match; it felt like a desperate battle for survival!

Lin Bai met the onslaught with a swift sword swing, parrying Mo Qian’s strike.

A resounding boom echoed through the air.

Lin Bai was violently repelled by Mo Qian’s assault, his chest struck by a tremendous force that sent him spitting blood. His expression turned grim, and his body staggered back a hundred meters!

At this juncture, Lin Bai lifted his head, his voice cold as he declared, "You intend to kill me?"

Mo Qian, having driven Lin Bai back, was consumed by killing intent and retorted with a sneer, "Heh, if you don't perish today, how can I gain favor in the eyes of Young Master Tang Yang, and how can I advance smoothly?"

"Therefore, you must die today!"

"Unlucky for you! In your next life, do not cross my path again."

Mo Qian grinned mockingly, and with that, launched another attack towards Lin Bai.

Lin Bai pushed himself up from the ground, his demeanor exceptionally composed. He now fully comprehended Mo Qian’s intentions; this was no longer a simple spar, Mo Qian was resolved to end his life!

Grasping the Demonic Sword, Lin Bai watched Mo Qian with a frigid gaze.

He noted the chilling smile gracing Mo Qian’s lips.

"Die!"

Mo Qian surged forward, positioning himself directly before Lin Bai, a devastating punch aimed squarely at Lin Bai’s head!

Meanwhile, Tang Yang, observing from the periphery of the Martial Arts Arena, sported a look of delight. He envisioned Lin Bai’s head exploding like a ripe melon under the impact of that blow.

However, Lin Bai remained impassive, his cold gaze fixed on Mo Qian.

"Why court death!" Lin Bai scoffed, raising the Demonic Sword on high, an overwhelming Sword Aura erupting from it!

In the infinitesimal moment before Mo Qian’s fist connected, a formidable Sword Qi was unleashed with savage force. Simultaneously, a dominating Sword Aura surged, engulfing the entire Martial Arts Arena!

"Zhanlong Drawing Sword Skill!"

A furious sword strike, accompanied by an overwhelming Sword Aura, descended.

Splatter—

Under the onslaught of this single sword, Mo Qian was sent hurtling backward, blood spraying from his form as he landed near the edge of the Martial Arts Arena.

The tide of the battle had turned in an instant!

What had been Mo Qian’s unstoppable, fatal punch was now countered by Lin Bai’s furious sword, which had left Mo Qian severely wounded instead!

"Cough, cough..." Mo Qian, collapsing at the arena’s edge, landed directly before Tang Yang. The blood expelled from his mouth even spattered onto the fruit Tang Yang was holding!

Tang Yang’s face contorted in horror as he stared at Mo Qian lying before him, his expression one of panic. "Mo Qian, get up quickly and break his legs for me!"

Mo Qian lay prone on the ground, his body trembling, a mixture of shock and disbelief washing over him. Lin Bai’s sword strike had instilled in him an unprecedented sense of dread!

Coupled with the humiliation, Mo Qian gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet, roaring at Lin Bai, "A mere ant from the Seventh Layer of the Death Reversal Realm dares to wound me. I shall kill you!"

With that declaration, Mo Qian prepared to charge at Lin Bai once more.

But at this precise moment, Lin Bai, his expression frigid, stepped out from the boundaries of the Martial Arts Competition Arena.

Mo Qian, who had been consumed by rage moments before, found his last vestiges of fighting spirit extinguished by Lin Bai’s gaze as he met the young man’s emotionless eyes.

Those eyes held an icy, detached indifference!

Mo Qian had an inkling that surrender was his only option, lest Lin Bai charge over and end his life then and there!

Precisely as Lin Bai advanced, Mo Qian plunged to his knees, choked by sobs. "Please spare my life! I know I was wrong, truly, I know my mistakes..."

"Don't kill me!"

Mo Qian wailed.

Tang Long's voice boomed, "Lin Bai, cease your attack!"

Swish—

Lin Bai’s momentum halted mere inches from Mo Qian. Had it not been for Tang Long’s timely intervention, the Demonic Sword would have already severed Mo Qian's throat!

Relief washed over Tang Long’s features as Lin Bai refrained from killing Mo Qian.

Lin Bai’s gaze shifted to Tang Yang, who stood behind Mo Qian. With a frosty tone, he inquired, "Young Master Tang Yang, it appears your subordinate is insufficient. How about you step forward and spar a few rounds with me?"

Terrified, Tang Yang stared at Lin Bai. He had never anticipated Lin Bai’s strength to be so profound as to vanquish Mo Qian!

Yet, Tang Yang quickly donned his usual arrogant facade of a delinquent scion. "Heh, who do you fancy yourself to be? Worthy of exchanging blows with me?"

"Never mind. Given that you managed to defeat Mo Qian, I shall extend a gesture. Come serve under me as my Guardian, and I guarantee your meteoric rise within the Tang Family. What say you?"

Tang Yang regarded Lin Bai with undisguised arrogance, his words dripping with haughtiness.

Mo Qian overheard this and was utterly dumbfounded. Was this not precisely the outcome he had always yearned for?

To become Tang Yang’s Guardian and achieve rapid advancement within the esteemed Tang Family!

Lin Bai let out a chilling laugh, sheathing his Sharp Sword. "Although Lin Mou is here as a Guest Official for the Tang Family, I am not here to act as anyone's hound! If Young Master Tang Yang requires a Guardian, seek out other curs!"

With his statement delivered, Lin Bai pocketed the Demonic Sword and prepared to depart the Martial Arts Arena.

Tang Yang's voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "Lin Bai, do not be ungrateful. Do you comprehend the lengths many Guest Officials would go to serve as my Guardian? I offer you an opportunity, yet you cast it aside with such disdain!"

Lin Bai retorted coolly, "Many may desire to be your Guardian, but I certainly do not!"

Having spoken, Lin Bai approached Tang Long and sought confirmation, "Protector Tang Long, have I successfully passed the assessment?"

Tang Long snapped back to the present, a smile gracing his lips. "Indeed, you have passed with flying colors!"

Turning his attention to Tang Yang, Tang Long sternly admonished, "Young Master Tang Yang, cease this unreasonable conduct, or I shall report this matter to the Elder Pavilion, and another year of confinement shall befall you!"

The prospect of a year's confinement seemed to sober the furious Tang Yang. Gritting his teeth, he cast a final, resentful look at Lin Bai before sweeping his sleeve in dismissal. "Let us depart!"

With that, Tang Yang and his entourage of sycophants exited the Martial Arts Arena.

Before they left, the lackeys cast venomous glances at Lin Bai, sneering, "How dare you refuse Young Master Tang Yang? You truly know not what is good for you. Just wait, your comeuppance is inevitable!"

"Heh, having offended Young Master Tang Yang, do you still believe you can survive within the Tang Family? Utterly clueless about the perils of life and death!"

"Just await your demise!"

The group of lackeys hurled these chilling pronouncements at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai responded with a cold chuckle, completely unfazed by their threats!

Despite the numerous unforeseen obstacles encountered during today's Guest Official assessment, Lin Bai had ultimately secured his position as a Guest Official of the Tang Family, bringing him one step closer to obtaining the coveted "Black Water Divine Thunder Skill"!