The Legend of the Young Swordsman: A Prequel - A Phantom Melody Embarks on a Journey Through the Mar

Hearing this, Helian Yun chuckled awkwardly, thinking that Wen Hujiu was just joking. Wen Hujiu responded with a smile, neither confirming nor denying whether it was a joke or not.

This made Helian Yun Shen very embarrassed, and he awkwardly turned his head away from the warm wine pot. He turned his attention to the stage, where the Taoist elder from before was now taking the stage.

The Taoist priest who had just been slapped and called a lecher by a female disciple went up on stage, looked at his opponents, and made a hand seal.

He used sword control techniques to draw the longsword he carried on his back.

Seeing this, the others did not hesitate and attacked Wang Yihang. Combining sword control techniques with Taoist arts, the swordsmanship that Wang Yihang was displaying at this moment was no longer just swordsmanship.

"Such exquisite Taoist arts and swordsmanship, this person must be no ordinary disciple in Qingcheng Mountain."

"I think so too."

Just as Helian Yun Shen and Wen Hu Jiu had barely exchanged a few words, Wang Yi Xing on the stage had already ended the battle with his powerful strength and swordsmanship.

Almost all the people on the stage were eliminated by Wang Yihang at the same time, a clean and decisive battle. This made the other sects and families lose face, as their own members had been humiliated.

"I am Wang Yixing, the chief disciple of Lü Suzhen, the head of Qingcheng Mountain!"

The simple registration number was enough to make these families and sects put away their expressions, and even if they couldn't hold back, they could only endure it.

"I didn't expect the sword-testing tournament to end so quickly. Time really flies!"

Helian Yun Shen saw that no one was going to go on stage to challenge Wang Yihang anymore, and he could tell that the sword-testing tournament was now over.

Lei Mengsha drank the wine in his cup and joked.

"Yun Shen, if you had gone up on stage, this sword-testing tournament might have ended right at the beginning, instead of going on until now."

"Brother Lei, please stop teasing me like that."

Helian Yun Shen felt helpless listening to Lei Meng Sha's teasing.

Just after giving Lei Mengsha a helpless reply, he heard a voice from the stage that was related to him.

"Young Master Huanyin, I am unworthy to challenge you. Would you be so kind as to grant me this opportunity?"

Hearing this, Helian Yun Shen looked up at the stage. Wang Yixing had already left the stage with his sword; the person standing on the stage now was no longer Wang Yixing.

"Who is this person?"

“Song Yan Hui of Wushuang City can also be considered a prodigy. He is very strong, of course, if we don’t compare him to you. Moreover, Wushuang City is founded on martial arts, and almost everyone who comes from here is a martial arts fanatic who likes to challenge the strong.”

Seeing that Helian Yunshen didn't recognize him, Lei Mengsha explained to him. After listening to Lei Mengsha's explanation, he understood what was going on.

Looking at Song Yan Hui on the stage, he put down his wine glass and stood up. Lei Meng Sha, seeing He Lian Yun Shen's action, reminded him.

"Don't kill him!"

"Brother Lei, I can handle this level."

He nodded in response, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and, as light as a swallow, turned and landed on the stage.

When Song Yan saw that Helian Yun Shen had accepted his challenge, he drew his long sword without any sign of relaxation or slackness, and Helian Yun Shen showed no disrespect towards him either.

To have cultivated to this level at the age of fourteen or fifteen is already quite remarkable and deserves to be treated well.

"Young Master Huanyin, I apologize for my offense."

"bring it on!"

One hand is behind the back, while the other hand is extended in a hooking motion.

Upon seeing this, Song Yanhui brandished his longsword and unleashed his strongest technique, Swallow Fall Backwards!

To others, Song Yan Hui's move was incredibly powerful, deserving the title of a legendary technique. But to Helian Yun Shen, the so-called "Swallow Returns" was as simple as an old woman turning around.

very slow!

With a few quick movements, he easily clamped the longsword in Song Yan Hui's hand between two fingers, rendering the so-called longsword immobile. Song Yan Hui was astonished; his ultimate technique had been so easily broken?

Moreover, Young Master Huanyin showed absolutely no sign of nervousness.

"A very good move. There are very few opponents of the same level who can block it, but it's not enough to impress me."

And your abilities are also insufficient.

He spoke to Song Yan Hui with a completely expressionless, calm voice. Then, he channeled his inner energy from two fingers, which traveled along the longsword towards Song Yan Hui's body.

puff!

Song Yan felt as if her body had been hit by a violent blow, as if her meridians and internal organs had been struck.

Releasing her longsword, Song Yan returned to her knees.

Blood flowed from her mouth onto the stage. At this moment, Song Yan Hui couldn't believe that someone who was only a few years older than her could be so powerful!

Without even using any moves, he was easily defeated.

It wasn't just the incredibly powerful Song Yan Hui who was shocked; everyone in the audience was stunned. Everyone looked at Song Yan Hui while simultaneously feeling their own power.

At the same time, he wondered if he could withstand even one move from Young Master Huanyin.

"Work hard in your training, and you'll reach my level of strength eventually. Your talent is quite good."

Before stepping down from the stage, Helian Yunshen gave Song Yan a special word of encouragement.

Song Yan Hui had recovered from the damage Helian Yun Shen had just caused him. He stood up, looked at Helian Yun Shen as he stepped down from the stage, and made a decision in his heart.

Once I'm strong enough, I must challenge him again!

With such determination and goals, Song Yan walked directly off the stage. The moment the stage became empty, Wei Changfeng, the master of Mingjian Villa, saw that there was no one on the stage anymore.

They also noticed that these people were definitely not there for the sword on the stage, but rather for the sword they had just forged.

Want it to be easy to get?

It's not that easy!

“I know very well why everyone has come. Since that’s the case, I will not hesitate to take out the Heavenly Palace Sword, which I forged not long ago, as the final sword of the Sword Testing Tournament.”

However, not long ago, the Phantom Prince stood on the stage for the last time, and whoever could defeat the Phantom Prince would get the sword.

"Of course, if Young Master Huanyin likes it, then this sword will be given to him."

No sooner had these words been spoken than everyone present couldn't help but curse, "Old fox!" What he did was truly ruthless!

Everyone has witnessed Helian Yun Shen's strength, and Song Yan Hui is no weakling either; she defeated him without even using a single move.

Who among those present could possibly be a match for Young Master Huanyin?

"I don't practice swordsmanship, so this sword is useless to me. Whoever can last until the end and challenge me will get this sword."

Looking up at Wei Changfeng, who was trying to shift the blame, Helian Yunshen was determined not to let his plan succeed. He declared that no matter what, the Famous Sword Manor should leave this sword to him.