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

"Come on, let this battle be your last madness." Ye Lin said in a deep voice, and the sword light in his hand condensed again, as if it would turn into thunder in the next moment and hit the enemy's heart directly.

With both sides' positions clarified, the battle horns sounded once again. This time, it was no longer a one-on-one duel, but a melee that tested teamwork and strategy. Ye Lin and Shen Chong, two equally matched warriors, instantly collided, sword energy and violent energies intertwined, erupting in a dazzling brilliance. Meanwhile, Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu teamed up, using even more agile and versatile movements to maneuver against Gao Ning, attempting to find a breakthrough.

"Shen Chong, your strength is indeed not to be underestimated, but under the rules, madness is nothing more than a shortcut to destruction." Ye Lin said as he cleverly resolved the opponent's violent offensive, while not forgetting to use every confrontation to find Shen Chong's flaws.

Shen Chong sneered: "Rules? They are nothing but shackles used by the weak to restrain the strong. In this world, only strength is truth!"

As the battle raged, Gao Ning's situation took an unexpected turn. Thanks to the tacit cooperation of Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu, Gao Ning's energy barrier began to crack further, and it seemed on the verge of collapse. However, at this critical moment, an unknown force suddenly erupted from within him, forcibly blocking the two's attack.

"See it, Ye Lin, this is the true face of the Four Madmen of Quan Xing!" Gao Ning's eyes flashed with a strange light, which was a determination to prove himself at all costs.

"Hmph, is it madness or stupidity?" Ye Lin responded coldly, but he was also secretly alert in his heart. Such a change was obviously beyond his expectations.

Shen Chong's figure was like a wild beast that had broken free from its reins. Every step he took on the ground left deep footprints. There was only the desire to fight in his eyes, as if the whole world no longer mattered.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, which intertwined with the violent Qi, foreshadowing that an unprecedented fierce battle was about to begin.

"Come on! Let me see how long your so-called 'calmness' can last!" Shen Chong roared, and the Qi waves around him suddenly expanded, like an unstoppable torrent, rushing straight towards Ye Lin.

Facing this violent onslaught, Ye Lin managed a faint smile, as if the storm before him were but a gentle breeze. "Shen Chong, anger will only blind you, preventing you from recognizing your true opponent." With that, he lightly leaped, his figure as lithe as a falling feather, deftly dodging Shen Chong's devastating blow.

"Hmph, you're quite good at talking." Shen Chong sneered, and once again concentrated all his energy, preparing to launch a more fierce attack. But at this moment, Ye Lin's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "But you forgot, fighting is not just a contest of strength."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Lin's sword had already passed through like lightning, the tip of the sword almost brushing the tip of Shen Chong's nose. The sharp sword energy even left a tiny scratch on his face, cold and shocking. Although this blow did not actually hurt anyone, it planted a seed of uneasiness in Shen Chong's heart.

"What?!" Shen Chong turned around suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief. He had never thought that the power he was so proud of would seem so powerless in front of Ye Lin.

"Battles are more about mind and strategy." Ye Lin slowly descended, gently swinging the sword in his hand. Every movement revealed his composure. "Now, let's get serious."

"Ye Lin, I admit that you are more difficult to deal with than I thought." There was a rare heaviness in Shen Chong's voice.

Shen Chong took a deep breath, and the Qi around him surged, gradually converging into a fiery red torrent that enveloped him. Like a god of war bathed in flames, his aura suddenly soared. His eyes became firm, as if he had already made some kind of resolution.

"Ye Lin, show me my real kung fu!" Shen Chong shouted, and shook his hands suddenly. Red Qi surged out like a raging wave. The air shook violently due to the release of this power, and the surrounding grass and trees were bent by the invisible pressure.

Ye Lin remained expressionless, the tip of his sword tapping the ground lightly. A cool, cool sword aura emanated from the blade, forming a stark contrast to the surroundings. A faint smile played at the corner of his mouth, seemingly nonchalant, yet concealing a subtle edge.

"Well done!" Ye Lin flashed, weaving through the red Qi flow like a ghost. Every time his sword flickered, he found a gap in Shen Chong's impenetrable attack, deftly neutralizing it. Between the two, sword light and Qi flow complemented each other, and a wonderful duel unfolded in silence.

On the other side of the battlefield, Gao Ning faced the combined attack of Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu, feeling immense pressure. Zhang Lingyu's Golden Light Mantra enveloped him, shimmering with golden light. Every strike was like a thunderbolt. The power of Yang Wu Lei was not to be underestimated. In a flash of lightning, a brilliant radiance exploded in the air.

"Gao Ning, don't think that your little tricks can do anything to us!" Zhang Lingyu said provocatively, and the light of the golden light spell became more and more dazzling, heading straight for Gao Ning.

Gao Ning snorted coldly, his Qi surging, unleashing his latent strength in the face of adversity. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he forcibly withstood Zhang Lingyu's attack after attack, all the while managing to distract himself from Lu Jin's triple-level inverse attack.

"You two, let's have a good fight today!" Gao Ning's voice echoed on the battlefield. As he moved, there was a faint suppressed fluctuation in the air, as if some unknown power was brewing.

At this moment, the fight between Ye Lin and Shen Chong reached its climax. Shen Chong's attack became increasingly fierce, and the red Qi was like a burning flame, almost consuming everything. Ye Lin, on the other hand, remained constant in the face of change. His swordsmanship became increasingly mysterious, and every strike seemed to contain a myriad of changes.

"Ye Lin, what exactly do you want to prove?" Shen Chong asked the question in his heart while panting.

Ye Lin smiled, sheathing his sword with an elegant posture: "It proves that even in the face of absolute power, wisdom and skill are equally important. And..."

"And what?" Shen Chong pursued closely.

Ye Lin's eyes fixed as he looked towards Gao Ning and the other two who were fiercely fighting in the distance: "Besides, our battle has just begun. The real challenge is still to come."

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The night was deep, and the outline of Longhu Mountain was sharply outlined by the moonlight, revealing an indescribable desolation.

The wind from the mountains and forests was a bit chilly, and it blew through the courtyard, making a whimpering sound.

On such a quiet yet turbulent night, in the backyard of Longhu Mountain, a hunchbacked old man sat quietly in a wheelchair, his eyes gazing at the night sky through his sparse hair. There were too many stories and too many vicissitudes of life hidden in those eyes.