Chapter 11: Facing Four Alone

ousands of years without ever ceasing. In fact, to facilitate even more bloodshed, the most powerful figures from both sides even joined forces to create a dedicated battleground!""Open a battlefield"...Half an incense stick's time quickly passed, and the ten people who persisted from 'Raindrop' stepped forward again.

"The second round is a one-on-one knockout. You ten will come to me first and draw lots to determine the order of matches," Su Baihu announced loudly, outlining the rules for the second round.

But as soon as his words fell.

No need to go through so much trouble.

A slightly defiant voice rose, and Zhao Ling stood up.

"What is Zhao Ling trying to do"

Everyone on the schoolyard, including the nine who had advanced to the second round, all turned to look at Zhao Ling.

"Elder Three, this time the family competition is only to select the strongest young member of the Su family to wield the Sword Order. The ranking of other people is insignificant. So, there's no need to make this second round of combat so complicated," Zhao Ling said.

"Zhao Ling, what exactly are you trying to say" Zhao Baihu asked in a cold voice.

"Very simple, Su Jia Jian Ling, I will surely get it!"

"As for the younger generation of the Su family, none of them are worthy of being my opponent. A one-on-one fight would be too boring. Why not make it simpler If you all want to compete for the Sword Order, come at me together. I'll just remember the URL

"

Zhao Ling's voice was cold and clear, echoing across the schoolyard.

And upon hearing his words, the schoolyard first fell silent, but then a storm of excitement erupted!

"This Zhao Ling, actually wants to fight everyone single-handedly!!"

"Arrogant, too arrogant!"

"Who does he think he is Treating the gifted offspring of the Su family like trash"

All the core descendants of the Su family were enraged.

Even the high-level experts from the Su family, who had reached the Sea Transformation Realm, all wore grim expressions.

Should everyone jump in, and he take it all on himself

This is blatant disrespect, completely disregarding the genius of these young prodigies from the Su family!

Su Baihu frowned, glanced at Su Baichen, and after seeing the latter nod, he directly announced, "Since you requested it, we'll do it your way. This second round of competition will be a ring battle. You will be the champion, and the other nine disciples who entered the second round, whoever wants to compete for the sword order, can join forces to challenge you. If you win against their combined attacks, the Su family's sword order will be yours!"

Zhao Ling's lips curled up instantly, with a hint of coldness.

"Haha, we didn't have any high hopes for that sword order anyway, so we won't compete with Master Zhao Ling. "

The rules were just announced, and four people immediately chose to withdraw.

These four people, all from the Menke faction, naturally couldn't possibly vie with Zhao Ling.

Besides Zhao Ling and those who had left, four figures walked out of the five remaining contenders on stage.

Su Qinghong, Su Yuning, and two other disciples from the Su family who had reached the tenth level of Zhenwu realm.

They had also been called to the front of the stands by two elders, being the four who were highly anticipated.

"Zhao Ling, you are too arrogant!"

Accompanied by a roar, Su Qinghong stood in the middle of the four, his eyes seemed to be spraying endless flames, staring fixedly at Zhao Ling before him. An incomparably violent and powerful aura surged from his body.

This spiritual energy aura has reached the peak of the tenth level of True Martial Realm!

Su Yuning and the other two also simultaneously unleashed powerful spiritual energy auras.

"Su Qinghong" Zhao Ling glanced at Su Qinghong, then smiled disdainfully. "Your cultivation has indeed reached the peak of the tenth realm. Unfortunately, there's only you. If other members of your Su family had your level of cultivation, I might take you somewhat seriously."

"Arrogant!"

Su Qinghong roared, his eyes fixed on Su Yuning and the other two beside him. "The three of you, the glory of our family rests on our shoulders. According to what the second elder instructed before, in this battle, even if we have to give our lives, we must defeat him!"

“One-on-one, maybe none of us are his match. But four against one… all True Martial tenth level, and around the same age. If we can’t even win in a four-against-one fight, then the four of us might as well just end it ourselves.” Su Yuning also said gravely.

"Zhao Ling is too arrogant! Today, we will make him pay for his arrogance!"

The other two disciples of the Su family, who were also at the tenth level of the Heavenly Profound Realm, also frowned.

"Up!"

Four figures moved, and the battle erupted instantly.

Su Qinghong and Su Yuning, each holding a long sword, stood ready. Su Qinghong was the strongest of them, and he immediately rushed forward. With a burst of spiritual energy, he unleashed a powerful, ferocious strike aimed directly at Zhao Ling, intending to engage him in a direct confrontation.

While Su Yuning appeared at Zhao Ling's side, her long sword flashed with a cold light as she struck out, seeming like snowflakes falling. She directly performed the most powerful Zhan Xue Style of the Piao Xue Jian Shu (Falling Snow Sword Technique).

The remaining two Su family disciples also charged towards Zhao Ling from different directions.

Though four assailants attacked at once, Zhao Ling merely smirked coldly. With a single step forward, she clenched her right fist, gathering immense power within it, and slammed it towards Su Qinghong's sword shadow.

"He didn't even draw his sword"

Those watching from the sidelines all gasped in amazement.

It's already a disadvantage to face four opponents alone, but during battle, he didn't even draw his weapon

How utterly disrespectful this is.

Even so... Boom!

A deep, resounding impact echoed through the air. Su Qinghong only felt an immense force slamming against his sword, causing his palm to tremble violently. His sword almost flew from his grasp, and he instinctively staggered backward.

"How is that possible!"

"At the same level of True Martial Tenth Layer Peak, his strength was surprisingly much greater than mine, at least double!"

Su Qinghong was astonished, and after a brutal punch sent him reeling back, Zhao Ling turned around, waved his hand, and with resounding CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! sounds effortlessly shattered the attacks of Su Yuning and his two companions, repelling them all at once.

"Don't hold back any longer, unleash your strongest ultimate move!"

Su Qinghong let out a furious shout, and he charged forward once more. His long sword swung with astonishing power, like an immense mountain barring Zhao Ling's path.

Hun Yuan Jian Jue, a sword technique primarily focused on defense.

Ke Suqinghong, however, was not defending at this moment. Instead, he aimed to directly withstand Zhao Ling's attack, entangle her, and create an opportunity for the other three.

As expected, when Su Qinghong and Zhao Ling were locked in a fierce battle, the other three also unleashed their ultimate moves.

Su Yuning's figure shot up, standing tall and looking down. She directly unleashed her strongest move, 'Phoenix Sword,'

It's like a phoenix reborn. Although it may not be as stunningly beautiful as before, its power is even greater.

For half a month, Su Yuning, standing before the Zhenshugong, reflected under the guidance of Jian Yi. She recognized her shortcomings in swordsmanship and worked to improve them. In these fifteen days, her swordsmanship had progressed tremendously, allowing her to reach the ninth floor of the Zhenshugong.

The other two cultivators at the Tenth Heavenly Layer also unleashed their most powerful techniques.

Possible result...

"Joke!"

Zhao Ling's figure shook, and under the sweeping force of his powerful spiritual energy, he struck out like lightning.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four consecutive impacts echoed, and the four attackers led by Su Yuning, who had charged from the side, were sent flying back at once. Even Su Qinghong, who was facing Zhao head-on, was knocked back by a single punch, leaving all four looking rather disheveled.

"How could it possibly be this strong"

Su Qinghong and Su Yuning all wore expressions of disbelief.

The four of them had already put in their best effort. Su Qinghong bravely charged head-on to create opportunities, while the other three unleashed their ultimate moves from the sidelines, their cooperation reaching an unprecedented level of harmony. However, they were still easily repelled by Zhao Ling. Even now, Zhao Ling hadn't drawn his sword!

"Is this the strongest you four have"

Zhao Linghuan held her hands, staring disdainfully at Su Qinghong and the others. "I thought that with the four of you joining forces, you could at least put up some pressure. But now it seems, you're still pathetically weak. In this case, I have no need to waste time with you all."

Saying that, Zhao Ling raised her hand and slowly drew the sword that had been strapped to her back.

Su Qinghong and the three others looked on, their hearts trembling.

He had never drawn his sword and could easily defeat all four of them. Now, Zhao Ling has drawn his sword!

Wow!

Although they were a certain distance apart, Zhao Ling still swung her sword with a powerful strike. A brilliant blade of light, carrying an astonishingly overwhelming force, appeared directly before Su Qinghong and his three companions.

Su Qinghong and the three others all showed a flicker of alarm on their faces.

"Come on, strike together and block this sword!"

Su Qinghong shouted, and immediately performed the strongest defensive sword technique in the Hun Yuan Sword Technique. The three people beside him, Su Yuning, also cooperated with Su Qinghong to resist this blow with all their might.

However, this brilliant blade seemed unstoppable, almost crushing the four people's moves like a bamboo forest in a hurricane.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Su Qinghong's four-mouth sputtered blood, their bodies all flung back several meters before crashing to the ground.

When they struggled to get up, their faces were pale.

They knew very well that they had lost this battle!

The defeat was utterly crushing, with no room for struggle whatsoever.

The powerhouses and children from the core lineage of the Su family who were watching the battle outside the arena fell silent upon seeing this.

"Not even I could withstand a single blow from him. They are truly just a bunch of useless trash." Zhao Ling's voice, laced with disdain, echoed across the schoolyard. He had already sheathed his battle saber again.

On the schoolyard, when Su Jiaqiang's followers and children heard this, their hearts were filled with shock, anger, humiliation, and unwillingness.

But more, it is despair!

Su Qinghong and the other three, were already the last hope among the younger generation of the Su family. However, despite their combined efforts, they were no match for Zhao Ling's single strike...

This time, the Su family, they of the Su surname, have truly lost. They've lost completely and utterly.

Zhao Ling stood in the center of the schoolyard, her defiant gaze sweeping over the crowd.

From today onwards, the Su Family Sword Order shall be held by me, Zhao Ling!

"From now on, the younger generation of the Su family will honor me!"

“Who dares to disagree!”

Zhao Ling's words, like acupuncture needles, pierced the hearts of the many Su family members present. Each of these powerful figures and disciples from the Su family writhed in pain inside.

Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Wield the Sword Order You, not yet worthy!"

……isions, Su Xin's bloodline power erupted with all his might. His power was completely at the level of a four-step Venerable. Coupled with the physique of an extreme treasure, that tyrannical physique...