One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

"Ye Lin, you are indeed amazing. But I, Yuan Tao, am not someone who will give up easily!" Yuan Tao struggled to stand firm, and the power in his body began to run wildly, preparing for the final counterattack.

Ye Lin sheathed his sword, his eyes gentle yet firm. "Senior Yuan, the winner has been decided. Why don't we call it a day and work together to achieve something greater in the martial arts world?"

Upon hearing this, Handan hurriedly asked, "Master! Is this really necessary?"

Yuan Tao looked at Han Dan, then at Ye Lin, his heart churning, and finally he sighed: "Forget it, today I, Yuan Tao, have failed."

Gao Ning, the Thunder Smoke Cannon, stepped out of the bushes with a hint of contempt on his lips, "Yuan Tao, you can't even deal with a junior, where is your former prestige?" There was obvious sarcasm in his words, and his eyes swept over Ye Lin, Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu provocatively.

Upon hearing the voice, Yuan Tao's face darkened. He turned around and glared at Gao Ning, saying sternly: "Gao Ning, stop talking nonsense here! If it weren't for my old injury, I wouldn't give up so easily. Today's matter has nothing to do with you. Take your arrogance and leave quickly!" After saying that, he pulled up the silly boy who was standing aside in a daze. His clothes fluttered, and he was about to leave in a flash, leaving behind a lonely and arrogant back.

Handan turned around, glanced at Ye Lin with unwilling eyes, and whispered to Yuan Tao: "Master, are you really leaving like this?"

Yuan Tao continued walking, but his voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness. "Fool, the road of martial arts is long, and victory and defeat are commonplace. I will repay you a hundredfold for today's humiliation someday. Let's go."

Just as Master Yuan Tao and his disciple were about to disappear from everyone's sight, Lei Yanpao Gao Ning suddenly burst into laughter with a bit of arrogance in his laughter, "Want to leave? Not that easy!" Before he finished speaking, he quickly formed seals with his hands, and the air around his body surged, and a strong sense of oppression instantly spread.

Seeing this, Ye Lin frowned slightly and was about to step forward, but Lu Jin gently held his shoulder and said, "Gao Ning must have some ulterior motive in doing this. Let us deal with him." Lu Jin's eyes were deep, as if he had seen through everything.

Zhang Lingyu sighed lightly and shook his head, "When will the fight end? Gao Ning has a peculiar temperament and it is not advisable to get entangled with him." As he spoke, he slowly stepped into the arena, his clothes rustling and a faint fairy air surrounding him.

"Oh? Ye Lin doesn't dare to accept the attack, but instead lets a little Taoist priest come out to take the blame?" Gao Ning sneered, flicked his finger, and a cannon wrapped in lightning appeared out of thin air, pointing directly at Zhang Lingyu, "Then let me see what the little Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain is capable of!"

Zhang Lingyu's expression remained calm. He clasped his hands together and chanted a mantra. A shield of azure light appeared, steadily blocking the cannonball imbued with the power of lightning. "Those who cultivate the Dao should value harmony. Gao Ning, don't make the same mistake again." His voice was soft, but every word was clear and rang through everyone's ears.

At this time, Ye Lin chuckled, walked to Lu Jin, and whispered, "It seems that this thunder smoke cannon does not intend to leave us idle. Why not take this opportunity to hone our skills." Lu Jin nodded slightly, a gleam in his eyes.

Just as the confrontation between Zhang Lingyu and Gao Ning was escalating, Ye Lin and Lu Jin walked out side by side, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Ye Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Gao Ning, his tone full of unquestionable majesty: "Gao Ning, if you insist on having your own way, don't blame us for being rude."

"Hmph, that's exactly what I want!" Gao Ning sneered, his aura suddenly increasing. A fierce battle seemed inevitable.

As layers of twisting mist swirled around Gao Ning, the air around him seemed to freeze, and an indescribable pressure quietly spread. The mist seemed to contain a mysterious power that could manipulate people's minds, and the spectators frowned unconsciously, feeling irritated.

"This guy is actually trying to use emotional manipulation against us." Ye Lin's eyes were sharp, closely following Gao Ning's every move, and he was quickly formulating a countermeasure. Lu Jin stood calmly beside Ye Lin, slowly forming seals with his hands, ready to provide support at any time. "We need to find his weakness and not let him lead us by the nose."

Zhang Lingyu frowned, and his eyes, which were shining with golden light, revealed determination. "I will calm everyone down, and you find an opportunity to fight back." After saying that, he closed his eyes and concentrated. A warm and firm power emanated from his body, gradually weakening Gao Ning's disturbing aura.

"Okay, let's do it." Ye Lin agreed in a low voice, then drew his sword from its sheath. With a flash of cold light, he pointed it directly at Gao Ning. "Gao Ning, don't think you're the only one who can play tricks on people. Today, I'll let you see how the true sword intent can cut through illusions!"

Gao Ning's sneer widened upon seeing this. A dark ball of energy appeared in his hand and he flung it towards Ye Lin and the others. "Naive! In this fog, I have a firm grasp on your emotions!"

Just when the energy ball was about to hit the three people, Ye Lin shook his body and lightly tapped the tip of his sword, cleverly deflecting the direction of the energy ball and crashing it into the mountain wall on one side, causing it to explode with a loud bang and flying rocks.

"Your tricks are nothing compared to absolute strength." Ye Lin said in a cold tone, pressing forward step by step, his sword flashing like a dragon, aiming straight at Gao Ning's vital points.

Lu Jin saw the opportunity and flicked his fingers. A series of talismans flew out and precisely wrapped around Gao Ning's limbs, restricting his movements. "Gao Ning, admit defeat. Your emotional manipulation has no effect on us."

Gao Ning's face turned ashen, but he still didn't give up. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Really? Then you better be careful, my true strength is more than this..."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Ning's internal energy surged, and the talisman that had been restraining him instantly vanished. An even stronger wave of emotion swept out like a tsunami, and the surrounding environment became distorted.

Ye Lin and Lu Jin exchanged a glance, each seeing determination in the other's eyes. "The three of us working together will definitely help us overcome this predicament!" Lu Jin said solemnly, shifting his spells in his hands, ready to unleash his most powerful skills.

"Then it's settled!" Zhang Lingyu opened his eyes, and a golden light shone brightly, as if a small sun had risen, bringing them endless courage and strength. "Gao Ning, accept our counterattack!"

Just as the three were about to launch their final offensive, Gao Ning's figure suddenly became blurred. He smiled strangely, "The game has just begun..."

"What?" Ye Lin was shocked. He saw Gao Ning's figure turned into thousands of light and shadows, spreading everywhere, like an illusion reflected by countless mirrors, making it difficult to know where to start.

"Haha..." Countless Gao Ning's laughter intertwined together, making people's scalp tingle.

"This guy is stalling for time..." Lu Jin's face was solemn. They must find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise, when Gao Ning fully grasps the situation, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Ye Lin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The clamor of the surroundings seemed to be instantly cut off, and he sank into the abyss of his soul. It was a world of silence and darkness, where only the subtle sense of connection between his true self and the outside world was fluctuating.

His consciousness was like an invisible net, slowly spreading out, trying to capture that elusive ray of inspiration.