novelraw Chapter 646 644: A Different Swordsmanship
Chapter 646 644: A Different Swordsmanship
The Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship displayed by these three people in front of him was no match for the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship used by Tang Qingqing.
Mo Lin was initially worried about being defeated.
At the moment he saw the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship of these three people, that tension suddenly disappeared.
Facing the joint attack of Li Liang and his two companions, Mo Lin remained composed, wielding his sword to block.
Li Liang and the other two simultaneously performed the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.
It seemed these three did not know the complete Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.
But they did know a few moves.
Li Liang raised his right hand to perform a sword move: "Exorcism and Godslaying."
At the same time, the other two also performed this move.
This move was the one they were most familiar with and was also the strongest.
The three of them simultaneously unleashed their trump card.
Although this move was the same as Mo Lin's, it seemed a bit off to him.
He couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
It just felt like something was missing.
Three terrifying sword lights descended upon Mo Lin.
Mo Lin slowly raised his right hand to execute the same move, "Exorcism and Godslaying."
As the Cyan Cloud Sword in Mo Lin's hand swung out,
Mo Lin's sword light was as dazzling as a meteor, the Sword Qi enveloped, directly blocking the moves of Li Liang and his companions.
Even though it was the same Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship, Mo Lin's sword move was evidently more powerful.
Everyone was employing the same move, but it was apparent that Mo Lin was stronger.
Tang Qingqing, seeing this scene, was momentarily stunned.
Her tense expression began to relax, and her tightly clasped hands slowly released.
She realized that Mo Lin's Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship was very formidable.
Tang Qingqing didn't think too much; she just thought maybe Mo Lin had a better foundation, so his Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship was more formidable.
Li Liang and his companions simultaneously stepped back; exchanging glances, a look of unwillingness flitted across their eyes.
Then the three attacked again.
This time, rather than aggressively attacking, they surrounded Mo Lin, employing cooperative swordsmanship.
The three of them moved in unison, attacking Mo Lin.
Mo Lin defended against the trio's attack.
Quickly, Mo Lin discerned Li Liang and his companions' intention.
They intended to exhaust Mo Lin's strength.
Once his stamina was depleted, they would then make their deadly move.
Mo Lin was no fool; there was no way he'd let them drain his energy like that.
Mo Lin spread his arms, standing his ground.
Seeing Mo Lin not resist, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Li Liang's mouth. In his eyes, Mo Lin had already given up on resisting.
After all, they were top talents among the eleventh-generation disciples, each with considerable strength.
At the moment Li Liang got close to Mo Lin, the expression on his face vanished.
Simultaneously, the other two were also frozen in place.
An ominous power encircled them.
Centered around Mo Lin, within a meter, a terrifying Sword Qi Domain formed.
Anything that touched this domain would be instantly annihilated by the Sword Qi.
Li Liang didn't remain still out of choice, but out of fear. He realized that any slight movement could result in severe injury or death.
The same applied to the other two.
This was the second move of the Jingming Exorcism Sword, the Sword Domain.
The Jingming Exorcism Sword has three sword techniques, three manipulations.
Each move is extremely powerful.
This Sword Domain is particularly adept at slaughter.
Mo Lin had realized this move earlier when he was in Hongzhou, just never had the opportunity to use it.
Now was the perfect chance.
The Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship that Mo Lin possessed was different from that of Tang Qingqing and others.
So many did not recognize this move.
The surrounding onlookers were somewhat perplexed.
They didn't understand why Li Liang and his companions weren't making a move.
From their perspective, this was the best moment to attack Mo Lin.
"That's enough," said the outskirts, worried Mo Lin might injure Li Liang, urged, "Don't harbor the intent to kill, you've won."
His discerning eyes could tell that Mo Lin's move could easily end the lives of Li Liang and the others.
Mo Lin then withdrew.
He was aware of the delicate balance.
Moreover, it was just a spar; Mo Lin was no murderer.
"Did he win?" The onlooking disciples were amazed, mouths agape.
They all sported expressions of disbelief.
Did he really win just like that?
You couldn't blame them for being so astonished.
After all, this group was so weak, they couldn't notice the subtlety.
"He did win," Tang Qingqing instinctively shouted.
In that moment, she couldn't hide her inner excitement.
She had been particularly worried about Mo Lin losing.
However, the move that Mo Lin just used, she couldn't quite identify it.
But no matter, just assume Mo Lin used Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.
If anyone asked, just say it was a swordsmanship inherited from Celestial Monarch Xu, slightly different from Jingming Daoism's Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Qingqing had thought of these responses.
"May I ask, what sword move did you just perform?" The outskirts asked Mo Lin.
Speak of the devil, just after Tang Qingqing formed a response, she heard the inquiry from the outskirts.
Before Mo Lin could speak, Tang Qingqing interjected, "This is the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.
It's the inherited swordsmanship of our ancestor, different from our Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship."
As Tang Qingqing spoke, she gave Mo Lin a look, signaling him not to say more.
She feared that Mo Lin might say too much and give himself away.
Naturally, Mo Lin didn't elaborate.
"Is he truly the inheritor of the ancestor?" The outskirts mumbled to himself.
He harbored doubts about Mo Lin's identity.
It was known that recently, three others had claimed to be inheritors of Celestial Monarch Xu.
These people could also perform Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.
Compared to the others, Mo Lin's Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship seemed noticeably less practiced.
"Alright, prepare yourself to participate in the Celestial Gate trial," the outskirts told Tang Qingqing lightly.
"Okay." Tang Qingqing nodded and then led Mo Lin away.
"No matter who asks, always say that the swordsmanship you perform is the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship."
Tang Qingqing sternly reminded Mo Lin.
"Understood." Mo Lin nodded.
What he performed was indeed Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship, albeit different from what Tang Qingqing and others possessed.
"Tomorrow, I'll take you to challenge the Celestial Gate."
Tang Qingqing didn't want to delay.
In her view, the sooner the better.
The longer the delay, the higher the risk of Mo Lin being exposed.
She didn't want to see such a thing happen.
"Sure,"
For Mo Lin, it didn't matter.
The next day.
Mo Lin followed behind Tang Qingqing, heading to challenge the Celestial Gate.
Along the way, Mo Lin imagined many scenarios.
Challenging the Celestial Gate, was it a trial of sparring?
Or did he need to defeat someone?
Soon after, Tang Qingqing led Mo Lin to a statue.
This statue was over two meters tall, with some black marks on it, indicating it had existed for a long time.
It depicted a man dressed as a scholar.
This man was the founder of Jingming Daoism, Celestial Monarch Xu.
"In a moment, an Array will activate, you need to stay here for twenty-four hours.
Only when you've lasted for twenty-four hours will you pass the trial."
Tang Qingqing advised Mo Lin, "This Celestial Gate is also an opportunity for you.
The founder will hone your Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship; how much you can learn depends on your talent."
Tang Qingqing whispered into Mo Lin's ear, "I heard that the disciple who inherited from the ancestor stayed here for three whole days.
If I'm not mistaken, that person really is the ancestor's disciple.
Even if you have to hold on, you must last for twenty-four hours.
As long as you don't die, no matter how seriously you're injured, I'll heal you.
I'm begging you, you must last for twenty-four hours.
If you manage, I'll become the third Daoist Master.
As for my senior brother, another role may be given to him.
If you can't last for twenty-four hours, then it's certain you're impersonating the inheritor of the ancestor's teachings.
That would be very troublesome.
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