Chapter 29: He Won
“If you’re scared, just boldly admit it. Senior Brother Lin is very open-minded.”
They were in a dilemma; going up wasn’t right, and not going up wasn’t right either. They cast their gazes on Yun Jinzhou, who turned to look at Pei Yanshu.
Pei Yanshu, being watched by his junior brothers, smiled and said, “Junior Brother Lin, we are all fellow disciples. If we can’t spar today, we can compete another day; there’s no need to be so impatient.”
When he spoke, he was smiling the entire time, but the smile was very fake, especially when directing it at Lin Qingyue.
He was a Senior Brother. Since he had spoken, ordinary people would naturally give him face. But who was Lin Qingyue? He existed as a villain; how could he let them off?
The youth looked perplexed, his clear eyes looking over with slight surprise. It was just a pity that the words coming out of his mouth weren’t very pleasant.
“Another day? Are Senior Brothers admitting they can’t win and planning to go back and practice well before coming again?” He tilted his head, a trace of malice flashing in his eyes. “Tsk, not coming up to fight is also fine. Junior Brother counts this as one against two. Since Senior Brothers don’t dare to come up, just admit you lost. Junior Brother isn’t an unreasonable person.”
In short, either admit defeat or come up and get beaten.
The two were so cowardly they didn’t know how to speak. Hearing this, they looked at each other. Forget it, go up. It was one against two; they didn’t believe they couldn’t win.
“We’ll compete.”
The smile on Lin Qingyue’s face widened. No one could escape.
Pei Yanshu reminded, “Junior Brother Lin, I heard your injuries just healed. One against two—let’s forget it. If the two Junior Brothers get serious and hurt you, it won’t be good. But holding back while competing with you is disrespectful to you and makes it very difficult for them.”
The meaning of his words couldn’t be more obvious. Lin Qingyue had just been released by Guizang Peak. If he got injured now, they couldn’t account for it. If he forced fellow disciples to compete like this, even if he won, it would be because everyone let him win.
Was it relying on his own strength or others’ forbearance? Who could say clearly?
Most sword cultivators didn’t use their brains much. Once he said this, others started to suspect as well.
Yu Qianqian was dissatisfied. What did this Senior Brother Pei mean? Speaking like this was just inviting misunderstanding.
“Heh!” Lin Qingyue scoffed in his heart. He spoke to him, “Senior Brother Pei is about the same age as my Eldest Senior Brother. My Eldest Senior Brother is now in the Deity Transformation stage, while you are still in the Nascent Soul stage. As for the strength of us newly entered disciples… in the match just now, whether those two didn’t dare to fight back or not, anyone could see. Sure enough, there’s a reason for everything.”
These words were originally just a casual sarcastic retort to Pei Yanshu. Unexpectedly, annoyance flashed in Pei’s eyes. It seemed it really stung.
Lin Qingyue didn’t care about that. With a proud expression, he looked at the two opposite him.
“Two Senior Brothers, absolutely do not hold back. Give it your all. Otherwise, when I go back, Eldest Senior Brother will say my victory was unfair, that I bullied the four of you alone.”
“Right, give it your all. Otherwise, it’s disrespectful to Junior Brother Lin.”
“Two Senior Brothers, Junior Brother Lin isn’t a narrow-minded person. No need to go easy on him specifically.”
“Junior Brother Lin, we believe in your strength.”
Disciples below shouted. Lin Qingyue flashed a smile at them. He tilted his head and said to the two in front of him, “Two Senior Brothers, this Junior Brother won’t show mercy.”
So it was best to be serious; otherwise, it would be miserable.
They didn’t seem to understand his meaning. Looking at each other, they lifted their swords and advanced. Lin Qingyue ignored this, lifting his sword and going up to meet them. Yu Qianqian wanted to shout and cheer for him, but turning around, her voice stopped, and she instantly became as quiet as a quail.
Lin Qingyue exchanged dozens of moves with them using the sword in his hand, channeling spiritual energy and aiming his sword specifically at their limbs. Every time they felt they could win, they would feel the power of Lin Qingyue’s sword increase, making it strenuous to cope.
Watching hope rise in their eyes only to be extinguished by him, then feeling hope again, only to be beaten by him until they doubted life… seeing the timing was about right, Lin Qingyue didn’t hesitate to sweep his sword horizontally, sending them off the Sword Fighting Platform.
Lin Qingyue defeated four people in succession by himself, finally winning against two Senior Brothers of the same cultivation level in a one-on-two battle.
“One against two, and he actually won!!!”
“Junior Brother Lin is really amazing.”
“I thought Junior Brother Yun was the most amazing. I didn’t expect Junior Brother Lin, who usually doesn’t show off, to have such strength when he really fights.”
“That wasn’t going easy at all, right? Look at how much the two Senior Brothers struggled.”
“If they were really letting Junior Brother Lin win, their acting couldn’t be that good.”
“No wonder the Lord of Guizang Peak was willing to accept him as a disciple back then.”
“You have to realize, Junior Brother Lin has spent less time in the Lecture Hall than everyone else.”
They had all forgotten that Lin Qingyue had a Heavenly Spirit Root. It wasn’t strange at all for someone with such talent to be accepted as a disciple by a Peak Lord.
While the Wanjian Sect disciples below the stage were talking, they saw Ye Jingxian and finally understood why Lin Qingyue was so amazing. It must be because he personally instructed him.
With such an Eldest Senior Brother guiding him, being this amazing wasn’t surprising.
“Eldest Senior Brother.”
“Eldest Senior Brother.”
Ye Jingxian nodded slightly, his sharp eyes staring only at Lin Qingyue.
The competition ended, and the excitement began to disperse. Noticing his gaze, others left one after another. Yu Qianqian ran up and slapped him on the back. “Senior Brother Lin, you really are amazing.”
Lin Qingyue saw Ye Jingxian behind her. He looked at her. When did his Eldest Senior Brother arrive? How did he not know? How long had the other party been here, and how much had he seen?
With a mind full of questions, Lin Qingyue looked at the newcomer. “Eldest Senior Brother.”
Why did your esteemed self come without making a sound? He complained in his heart but called out obediently on the surface.
Ye Jingxian, who took all his expressions and movements into his eyes, only nodded slightly. He didn’t say anything else, simply stating, “Let’s go back.”
He bid farewell to Yu Qianqian with a polite smile and kept pace with Ye Jingxian. Passing the Sword Dao Peak group and Yun Jinzhou, he gave a light humph, then walked straight past.
Watching their retreating figures, Yun Jinzhou knew that Lin Qingyue would be a formidable opponent in the future, no longer so easy to deal with.
On the way back to the peak, Ye Jingxian had his usual cold face, yet Lin Qingyue just felt that he seemed angry. He glanced at the person beside him out of the corner of his eye from time to time, completely clueless as to why he was angry.
It couldn’t be that a grown man like him had some “special time of the month,” right?
Muttering in his heart, he suddenly met Ye Jingxian’s ink-black eyes. Lin Qingyue was puzzled.
“Lin Qingyue.”
He spoke with an indifferent voice, yet there was a trace of anger in his tone. Lin Qingyue was baffled. “Eldest Senior Brother.”
Called my name but won’t speak. Lin Qingyue was speechless inside. If you have something to say, say it. What’s with just staring at me without speaking?
