Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 715: Chapter 713: Sneak Attack!

"Such an overconfident fool," the Blood Blade sneered. His opponent was trying to catch the Blood-Drinking Blade barehanded—his defeat was certain. Behind him, the other Martial Artists of the Demon Sect burst into laughter.

"We’ve won!"

"I told you, the Blood Blade is an invincible existence!"

"These geniuses from the Sacred Institute are all idiots!"

But their laughter soon died in their throats. They realized Lin Xuan hadn’t been reduced to a pile of bones. He had blocked the strike. How was that possible? The Martial Artists of the Demon Sect were all stunned.

"He blocked it! He actually blocked it!"

The new disciples of the Sacred Institute cried out in astonishment. Wei Wei opened her eyes, her face a mask of surprise. Zhang Shaochu also let out a breath of relief; he had been scared to death just moments ago.

The fourth-stage disciples watching from the shadows were equally shocked. Even Mo Fan was left dumbfounded. To be honest, he too had been sweating bullets for Lin Xuan. He never expected Lin Xuan’s strength to so completely defy his expectations. To be able to block such a demonic Blood-Drinking Blade with his bare hands was truly heaven-defying.

"What Blood-Drinking Blade? It’s nothing special," Lin Xuan sneered coldly. "Trying to drain my blood and life force? How ridiculous. Are you even worthy?"

His words made the Blood Blade’s face turn impossibly ugly. He had been viciously slapped in the face again. How infuriating!

"Die!" he roared, swinging the Blood-Drinking Blade once more. An overwhelming torrent of razor-sharp light from the blade swept toward Lin Xuan.

In response, Lin Xuan swung his palm, transforming it into a Cyan Dragon Claw that seemed to blot out the sky as it swooped down. The claw, seemingly capable of tearing apart heaven and earth, collided with the sea of blade-light.

A thunderous roar echoed, and the force of the impact roiled in the chests of the onlookers. The terrifying power erupted into a storm that swept across the battlefield. The Martial Artists from the Demon Sect and the disciples of the Sacred Institute all fell back, watching the battle from a safe distance with fear still lingering in their hearts.

The battle raged on. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of moves. Suddenly, Lin Xuan’s Dragon Claw expanded, enveloping all the incoming blade-light. Then, Lin Xuan’s other hand, also formed into a Dragon Claw, shot toward the Blood Blade’s head. It reached him in an instant as the palm descended.

The Dragon Scales on his palm glinted with a cold light. A chill ran down the Blood Blade’s spine as he sensed a fatal crisis. Not daring to be careless, his body flickered, leaving several afterimages behind as he dodged the attack.

He scrambled away pathetically. Lin Xuan sneered, "Not bad. You managed to dodge that one. But can you dodge the second?"

As he spoke, Lin Xuan’s claw shot out again.

The Blood Blade was so frustrated he could have coughed up blood. He was always the one who effortlessly slaughtered his enemies. When had he ever been so thoroughly suppressed? He was utterly infuriated. But his opponent’s hand was truly like a Dragon Claw, impossibly sharp. He didn’t dare face it head-on. After all, his Physique wasn’t nearly as powerful. He could only dodge again.

But just then, Lin Xuan let out a cold snort and unleashed the Black Dragon Wave.

The sonic attack struck instantly. The Blood Blade had never imagined Lin Xuan was capable of a sonic attack. Caught completely off guard, he was hit dead-on. His head spun, his ears rang, and he nearly lost consciousness.

Lin Xuan seized the opportunity. His Dragon Claw struck down fiercely, instantly connecting with the Blood Blade’s body. The Blood Blade was sent flying as if struck by lightning, spraying a trail of blood across the sky.

The entire field fell into a shocked silence. The previously arrogant Martial Artists of the Demon Sect were all dumbfounded. The Blood Blade had actually been defeated. How could this have happened? Their spirits broke.

On the other side, the new disciples of the Sacred Institute were also gaping, as if trapped in a dream. Had Lin Xuan really defeated a late-stage, three-star Grandmaster? It was unbelievable.

Wei Wei was stunned. Zhang Shaochu was stunned. Even the fourth-stage disciples hidden in the shadows wore expressions of utter shock. They hadn’t believed it when Lin Xuan claimed he could defeat a late-stage, three-star Grandmaster. But he had actually done it. It seemed they had been blind.

"This kid has created another miracle," Mo Fan grinned excitedly.

Beside him, Ning Yu was also amazed. "If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it!"

Zhan Hu gasped. "Even seeing it with my own eyes, I’m not sure I can believe it." He felt like he was dreaming.

Ahead on the battlefield, Lin Xuan retracted his Dragon Claw. "So this is all a late-stage, three-star expert amounts to," he said coldly. With that, he strode toward the fallen Blood Blade, intending to finish him off for good.

The Blood Blade lay on the ground, his body drenched in blood. He was severely injured. He truly hadn’t expected his opponent to also wield sonic attacks. Caught off guard, he had been grievously wounded in an instant. Now, seeing Lin Xuan approach, his expression changed drastically. He didn’t want to die. He was about to order the Demon Sect Martial Artists behind him to join forces and kill this kid.

But at that moment, a voice sounded in his ear. "Blood Blade, don’t have your subordinates make a move yet. Pretend you’re no match for him. Let the kid lower his guard, and I’ll ambush him."

The Blood Blade froze. He recognized the voice. It was Blood Shadow.

Blood Shadow was his equal in strength, also a Grandmaster at the late stage of three stars. However, they had different specializations. He excelled in Sword Technique, whereas Blood Shadow excelled in Body Technique. His movements were as elusive as a phantom, leaving no trace. He hadn’t expected Blood Shadow to be here as well. If Blood Shadow’s ambush succeeded, he could definitely kill this kid. Even if it didn’t kill him, it would at least severely injure him.

At this thought, he gave a slight, imperceptible nod. He then put on a terrified expression, crying out, "What are you doing? Stop! Stay back!"

The new disciples of the Sacred Institute saw this and burst out laughing.

"Oh, look at the Blood Blade’s expression! It’s killing me!"

"So, even the Demon Sect feels fear!"

"Hmph! Death would be too good for these fiends from the Demon Sect."

"Lin Xuan, take him out!"

The new disciples cheered excitedly. A cold smile also touched Lin Xuan’s lips; he naturally had no intention of letting his opponent go.

But just then, the Big Black Dog’s voice sounded in his mind. "Kid, be careful. There’s another late-stage, three-star Grandmaster nearby. He looks like he’s about to ambush you."

Lin Xuan froze. Looking again at the Blood Blade’s terrified expression, he immediately understood. The guy was putting on an act, trying to get him to lower his guard for an ambush. How despicable and shameless.

However, with the number one Divine Beast, the Big Black Dog, by his side, he could see through any deception.

Lin Xuan decided to play along with the act and draw out the hidden expert from the Demon Sect. Pretending he knew nothing, he continued walking toward the Blood Blade.

"Big Black Dog, tell me that hidden expert’s position," he transmitted secretly.

"He’s hiding ten meters behind you."

"He’s making his move."

"He’s coming at you."

"Kid, dodge!" the Big Black Dog’s voice rang out in rapid succession in his mind.

By now, Lin Xuan had reached the Blood Blade. He raised his palm, preparing to strike the man dead. At that exact moment, the void behind him quivered, and a blood-red shadow materialized. The shadow flicked its wrist, and the dagger in its hand stabbed viciously toward Lin Xuan.

The Blood Blade’s terrified expression vanished, replaced by a sinister grin. "Hahaha, go to hell, kid!"

The faces of the Sacred Institute’s disciples changed drastically.

"What’s going on? Where did that person come from?"

"Damn it, is it an assassin?"

"An ambush!"

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Lin Xuan, look out!"

"Trying to dodge? It’s too late!" the Blood Blade sneered.

Blood Shadow excelled at Body Techniques. Even he couldn’t evade Blood Shadow, let alone someone being ambushed. The only way to survive was if the target knew about Blood Shadow’s presence beforehand, giving them a chance to dodge in advance. But that was impossible. Blood Shadow’s Body Technique was terrifyingly effective. Once he was hidden, not even a four-star Grandmaster could sense him, let alone this kid.

There was absolutely no way his opponent could know Blood Shadow was there. Therefore, his death was certain.