“Since Miss Yuan is so determined, then there’s nothing we can do.” Jiang Hao said calmly, displaying a leader’s demeanor. “Send a group of people to hold Miss Yuan back, and the rest of you focus on taking down Zhang Yun!”
Although some of the outstanding outer disciples were somewhat resentful of Jiang Hao's commanding demeanor, this was clearly not the time to dwell on that.
As soon as the sound faded, powerful auras erupted from each of the disciples, who all assumed battle stances.
In an instant, the entire training ground was filled with smoke, and the atmosphere became tense and on the verge of war.
"Fellow disciples, we must teach Zhang Yun a painful lesson today, and preferably get rid of that useless shell of his!"
"Zhang Yun actually dared to come and participate in the inner sect assessment, now he knows he was wrong, doesn't he?"
In the training ground, many outer disciples denounced Zhang Yun, feeling a sense of excitement and relief.
They really wanted to see Zhang Yun severely injured, or even crippled.
"Zhang Yun, you take this."
Without wasting words, Yuan Lingshu swished her jade-like hand across the storage bracelet on her wrist, and a bronze sword instantly appeared in her palm, causing everyone's eyes to gleam with envy.
Storage artifacts are self-contained spaces that can hold hundreds of items. Even the lowest-grade storage artifacts are priceless and extremely rare.
This demonstrates the astonishing wealth and resources of the Yuan family, and also reflects their absolute regard for Yuan Lingshu, this exceptionally talented young woman.
"A bronze sword?"
Zhang Yun took the bronze sword, which Yuan Lingshu casually tossed to him, and was slightly taken aback. He then smiled and said, "I'm not very good at using swords."
"Stop talking nonsense." Yuan Lingshu said coldly, not giving Zhang Yun any face at all, which made Zhang Yun shrug helplessly.
"Let's use a sword then. Among the martial arts I exchanged with Sister Hanlu, there was a mid-level Yellow Rank sword technique. Today is a good day to try it out."
Zhang Yun carefully sensed the surroundings and discovered that someone had indeed learned that sword technique. A faint smile immediately appeared on his lips.
Having an inner world makes learning things really convenient.
"Hehe, Mr. Lin, that little fellow you've taken a liking to seems to be in quite a bit of trouble."
Luo Chen smiled slightly and said that even with Yuan Lingshu's help, and with some people being drawn away, Zhang Yun was still alone. Facing the siege of martial artists of the same or even higher realms, his only fate was a crushing defeat.
Old Lin smiled without saying a word, remaining calm and composed.
He never doubted Zhang Yun's true strength.
"superior!"
Led by Jiang Hao, a large group of outer disciples quickly surrounded Zhang Yun, their eyes fierce, and they unleashed a variety of dazzling signature martial arts techniques.
Although they didn't take Zhang Yun's strength seriously, and despite being outnumbered, the group was unwilling to let Zhang Yun gain the upper hand.
In an instant, all sorts of dazzling martial arts techniques, like a raging storm, rushed towards the lone Zhang Yun, causing many disciples in the audience to sneer.
Under such relentless bombardment, Zhang Yun would likely have no chance to retaliate, like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.
But Zhang Yun remained calm and composed, his figure straight and strong.
"Minor Thousand Swords Technique!"
With a sharp shout, Zhang Yun drew his sword in an instant, his figure spinning 360 degrees in a flash, following the bronze sword in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
A sword light flashed, forming a circle, like a pool of autumn water, or like a ferocious sea beast emerging from the waves, its jaws wide open, tearing at Jiang Hao and the others from all directions.
All sorts of powerful martial arts techniques shattered and vanished in an instant.
The terrifying sword light tore through the air, slicing through the void, and arrived in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, blood splattered everywhere on the stage. Except for Yuan Lingshu, all the contestants were mercilessly sent flying by that cold sword light, and each of them suffered injuries of varying degrees.
This naturally includes Jiang Hao, who is known as the invincible one among the outer sect disciples, and Lin Fan, who has been biding his time for many years!
Yuan Lingshu stood there stunned for a moment!
The battle was over before she even made a move?
Suddenly, the entire training ground fell into an eerie silence. Astonishment filled everyone's faces as they stared blankly at the figure in white robes on the stage, seemingly forgetting even to breathe.
On the platform, Luo Chen, Wang Fugui, the peak masters of each peak, and the high-ranking members of each faction couldn't help but stand up, their faces filled with shock.
"The sword energy is so sharp and domineering, this boy is not only a martial arts genius, but also an unparalleled genius in swordsmanship!"
Luo Chen was filled with shock and emotion: "Elder Lin, it seems you were right, I was blind."
What else could he say?
Are you trying to deny it?
However, Luo Chen was also secretly excited. Zhang Yun's current dazzling brilliance was also great news for Yunwu Sect.
"I never expected this little guy to be so much more capable than I imagined." Shangguan Hanlu beamed with joy, her smile more captivating than Bao Si's, exuding charm.
"Holy crap, a sword strike?"
"How is this possible?"
A series of deep gasps of shock rang out, and everyone still felt their minds were completely blank.
This sudden scene deeply shocked their fragile hearts, making them feel as if they were in a dream.