Chapter 2762: Chapter 2737: Sparring!
Lin Bai sat beside Lin Ye, slowly restoring his spiritual power while observing the sword cultivators who were viewing the scenery on the deck.
"Frostfire?"
Lin Bai looked at the flag on the Spirit Boat, which bore an extremely ancient language, with two words written on it. Even Lin Bai found the text extraordinarily unfamiliar.
Because this text is considered very ancient in the Barbaric Ancient Continent’s history, typically used only in ancient times. Yet, Lin Bai was surprised to see such ancient writing on this Spirit Boat.
Lin Bai then looked at the warriors on the Spirit Boat and noticed that most of them were warriors above the Fifth Layer of the Death Reversal Realm, including both youths and middle-aged individuals.
They stood together, chatting and laughing, looking quite familiar with each other.
"These people must all come from the same place."
Lin Bai speculated secretly in his heart.
Then, Lin Bai ceased to pay attention to these warriors, closed his eyes, and focused entirely on restoring his spiritual power.
The Spirit Boat flew above the cloud tops for a day, heading straight for Sky Sword City.
When Lin Bai opened his eyes again, his spiritual power had already recovered to its peak state.
Upon opening his eyes, he saw that the North State had already entered night.
There were still several young men standing on the deck of the Spirit Boat, chatting leisurely between themselves.
Their voices were loud, so Lin Bai could clearly hear their conversation!
"I heard many strong ones will come for the Sky Sword City Competition this time!"
"Wasn’t there always a lot of strong ones at the Sky Sword City Competition? Mainly due to the North State warriors being quite exclusionary."
"Yes, every time at the Sky Sword City Competition, we Southern Continent martial artists suffer significant losses, mostly being besieged by the North State warriors!"
"There’s nothing we can do. The Western Continent is a Buddhist holy land, and the warriors living there mostly convert to Buddhism."
"And the East Continent is a martial art paradise; the East Continent Academy is flourishing now, holding East Continent ultimate techniques. East Continent sword cultivators naturally don’t need to go to the Sword God Family for cultivation!"
"Only we Southern Continent and Northern Continent martial artists fight fiercely to join the Sword God Family!"
"It can’t be helped, although the Southern Continent also has the Poison God Clan, they don’t take disciples. The Ten Thousand Tribes of the Southern Continent are constantly engulfed in bloody battles, suffering terribly. Too many tribes need the Sword God Family’s sword!"
"..."
These few warriors stood together, exchanging words quietly.
Lin Bai also heard, realizing that every year’s Sky Sword City Competition mainly involves warriors from the North State and Southern Continent, with very few from the East and West Continents!
But it’s not that there are none, as some warriors from the West and East Continents do go to Sky Sword City!
Just very few, far less than the warriors from the Southern and Northern Continents!
Lin Bai leaned against the railing, listening to these warriors’ discussions.
At this moment, one of the warriors abruptly turned his head, noticing that Lin Bai wasn’t cultivating but was listening to their conversation, instantly feeling displeased.
"Doesn’t the gentleman know that eavesdropping on others’ conversation is very impolite?" Those warriors turned back, looking at Lin Bai and Lin Ye.
Upon hearing the commotion, Lin Ye also opened his eyes and looked toward those young men.
Lin Bai laughed and said, "Since you don’t want to be overheard, you could lower your voices. Otherwise, no matter how much I don’t want to listen, your voices are so loud that I can hear you."
On hearing this, those young men shouted in anger, "Despicable! Clearly, you’re the one who actively eavesdropped and blamed us for speaking loudly, simply unreasonable!"
Their eyes flashing fiercely, they glared at Lin Bai and Lin Ye.
Lin Bai helplessly waved his hand, choosing not to pay attention to them.
Those warriors saw Lin Bai’s indifferent attitude, with one of them saying with a laugh, "Well, we’ve been bored stuck on this Spirit Boat the whole time since leaving the South Continent."
"I heard that you two also intend to join the Sky Sword City Competition. Since we’ll eventually compete in Sky Sword City, why not have a spar now for some fun?"
Those warriors spoke eagerly.
Initially, Lin Bai didn’t want to engage with them, but after thinking briefly, he figured: "I’ve never seen Southern Continent martial artists in action, a sparring match might be interesting."
Immediately, Lin Bai smiled and said, "Alright!"
Those warriors sneered, "Hmph, we weren’t speaking to you! You’re merely a Death Reversal Realm Seventh Layer warrior. How could you qualify to spar with us? We were talking to him!"
Those warriors pointed to Lin Ye.
Lin Bai smiled wryly and shook his head, turning to Lin Ye and saying, "Lin Ye, they want to spar with you, what do you think?"
Lin Ye seemed to comprehend Lin Bai’s words, his face turned serious as he rose from behind Lin Bai, his over three-meter tall figure stood up, resembling a heavy mountain.
Waves of murderous aura emanated from Lin Ye’s body.
"Since you want to spar with him, I’ll let him play with you. But do be careful, my brother’s head isn’t quite right, and his actions might leave you severely harmed."
"If he loses control, then don’t blame me."
Lin Bai said with a faint smile.
Those warriors sneered, "Hmph, if he can harm us, it’s his skill, and we naturally won’t complain!"
"Let me first face you!"
One young man immediately stepped forward facing Lin Ye, drawing a sharp sword from his storage bag, looking at Lin Ye coldly with an aura of sword intention flashing continuously.
"His sword intention cultivation is indeed commendable," Lin Bai said with a light laugh.
Then, Lin Ye moved forward, standing before the young martial artist.
The young martial artist then made a move, his ice-white sword aura was particularly dazzling in the darkness, directly approaching Lin Ye’s throat with a fierce and vicious thrust.
But Lin Ye wasn’t easy prey; while not highly intelligent, he had amassed ample battle experience through years of fighting in the Fighting Arena.
Without any hesitation, Lin Ye stepped forward, dodging this man’s thrust, then roared angrily, grabbed the man’s wrist, then forcefully flung him into the air and slammed him onto the ground.
With a loud bang.
The entire Spirit Boat shook with an earth-shattering tremor.
The tremor awakened many warriors in cultivation, who quickly exited their rooms and gathered on the deck to observe.
Elder Liang and the white-robed woman also arrived on the deck, watching the unfolding scene.
Within moments, nearly a hundred warriors gathered around the deck.
Watching Lin Ye and that young man’s sparring match!
Lin Ye held that young man’s wrist firmly, repeatedly slamming him onto the ground, but he didn’t let go. After one slam, he picked up the young man again and slammed him fiercely.
Just like that, several rounds unfolded, with the young man in Lin Ye’s grip rendered utterly incapable of counteracting as Lin Ye lifted him repeatedly, slamming him viciously onto the deck.
After several rounds, the young man was reduced to a bloody mess!
