Chapter 82: I Will Win

Sword Dynasty

Volume 1: Great Rebel

Chapter 82: I Will Win

Mo Chen subconsciously turned his head towards Ding Ning. Zhang Yi moved slightly and blocked his view.

Zhang Yi warmly looked at him and then at the Snow Dandelion Sword. “Your sword is very good, but your cultivation is far below mine. You can’t possibly be faster than me. Unless you defeat me, your only opponent will be me.” he said politely.

Mo Chen’s eyebrows raised. He glanced at first at Su Qin, then at Ding Ning, and nodded. “What you said is correct.”

 

After hearing Ding Ning’s extremely insincere, painfully sweet words, Su Qin was silent for a moment. Then a mocking laugh rang out. “You want to hold me back from helping others … are you confident you can hold me back?”

Ding Ning shook his head. “I don’t want to hold you back, I want to win against you,” he said slowly with a smile.

Su Qin looked at him disdainfully. “The long night has passed, the sun is already shining brightly. Stop dreaming.”

“At the gate of the White Goat Cave, you didn't believe I could pass the entrance tests to the White Goat Cave. You thought it was impossible, but I proved otherwise. I passed the entrance exam, and I was even faster than you.” Ding Ning's smile faded. He looked at Su Qin calmly and said, “Before this, you also thought I couldn't win against He Zhaoxi, but I also won against him; and I also won against the opponents you directed at me. You never understood where my confidence came from, but right now, I do have the confidence to win against you.”

Su Qin stared at him, his gaze gradually turning cold.

Ding Ning stared back calmly and continued unfazed. “Although I’ve been in White Goat Cave for the shortest time, the White Goat Cave has given me many surprises. Sect Master Xue, Younger Sect Uncle Li Daoji and Eldest Sect Brother Zhang Yi are all delightful people. Just as you hated me from the start, I also hated you from the start. You always give off the impression of someone who would step on others to climb higher. Even the other disciples who respect and admire you are merely stepping stones to you that you can crush at any time. I don’t want someone like you to remain in the White Goat Cave. So this time, after I defeat you, you’d better get out of my sight immediately. Otherwise, I’ll find another way to deal with you.”

A smile appeared on the corner of Su Qin’s lips. A palpable murderous intent flashed in his eyes. “Are you threatening me?”

“Elder Sect Brother Su Qin, I’ve already said what I wanted to say, so you don’t need to waste words.” Ding Ning smiled. He crossed his sword across his chest and said, “This is the last time I’ll call you Elder Sect Brother.”

Su Qin’s expression did not change much, but the murderous look in his eyes grew even fiercer, like a burning fire.

 

“What's the meaning of this?”

The observation platform was silent. Everyone was in disbelief.

Xie Changsheng's fists clenched as Zhang Yi walked towards Mo Chen and Nangong Caishu, blocking Liu Yangguang. Seeing Ding Ning raise his sword at Su Qin, he could no longer control his emotions. He walked up to Gu Xichun and spoke to him with his head bowed, as if admitting his mistake. “Gu Xichun, how about you talk more about how Ding Ning will be defeated?”

“Even now, you're not giving up? Do you think that if I say a few words, Ding Ning can really win against Su Qin?” Gu Xichun looked at him disdainfully and said, “Since you're so childish, then I'll follow your wishes. Ding Ning will win against Su Qin if the sun rises from the west.”

“Xie Changsheng, there must be something wrong with your head!” Xu Heshan pulled Xie Changsheng angrily. “Even if your childish methods really will bring good fortune to Ding Ning, what does Ding Ning have to do with you that you have to humiliate yourself in public to satisfy yourself?”

“How can it have nothing to do with me!” Hearing Xu Heshan's rebuke, Xie Changsheng gave a low roar of anger, as if out of shame or anger. “Do you understand my sister or do I? Do you think my sister was jokingwith what she said? Since my sister is serious, then he is my future brother-in-law!”

Xie Rou did not pay attention to Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan’s argument. All her attention was focused on Ding Ning and Su Qin.

“Can you really win against Su Qin?” She repeated this over and over in her mind.

Xue Wangxu’s eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He glanced at Li Daoji not far away and then at the calm Ding Ning. He said to himself, “If you can win, I will beg for your life.”

 

Su Qin did not say another word.

Everyone knew he was going to attack, and indeed he charged forward, extending his left hand.

The blade of his Perilla Sword was soft, usually wrapped around his left arm. Now, as he extended his left hand, the sword hilt fell into his palm. A streak of purple light swirled around his wrist and instantly captured the long sword.

With a metallic clang, he swung his sword through the air in front of him.

This sword strike seemed ordinary and so far from Ding Ning's body that it could not possibly hit him. But as he swung his sword, a crescent-shaped purple sword light leaped from the sword and immediately appeared in front of Ding Ning's throat.

Ding Ning’s remnant sword appeared before this sword light, the inky green sword instantly emitting several small white flowers.

The crescent-shaped purple sword light and the small white flowers shattered upon impact. The inky green remnant sword could not avoid moving backwards, and pressed a fine blood mark on Ding Ning’s throat.

“Still not enough.” Ding Ning's gaze remained calm and fearless. He smiled, revealing his white teeth.

“Then try this.” Su Qin said, frigidly.

The purple longsword in his left hand, which had been twirling in the cold autumn wind, suddenly straightened like a ruler. In an instant, he stomped his right foot hard on the ground. Vital energy flowed into his left arm and then into the seal inscription on the purple blade.

A loud explosion rang out.

His body soared into the air. The purple longsword in his hand was surrounded by swirling purple clouds, stabbing towards Ding Ning's body in a brutal and direct manner.

The people on the observation platform held their breath.

At that moment, all the spectating disciples saw Su Qin's sword transform into a spear; a spear on the battlefield that charged forward with pure speed and power!

Ding Ning’s pupils contracted violently.

His body leaped slightly, and the sword in his hand first moved upwards and then immediately pressed down hard. With precision, the front half of his sword pressed against the tip of Su Qin's sword.

An irresistible force flowed into Ding Ning's body through the remnant sword.

Ding Ning first stopped in midair, then fell back down, flying at high speed and slamming heavily into the vine forest behind him. The remaining yellow leaves on the withered vines all fell and floated in the air.

Su Qin's eyes slowly narrowed. His face showed no trace of pride.

Ding Ning had already stood among the flying yellow leaves and raised the inky green remnant sword. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand. He showed his white teeth to Su Qin again and said, “This attack is still not enough.”

 

Nangong Caishu stood opposite Liu Yangguang. Facing this elder sect brother who was half a head taller than her, her gaze fixed on Ding Ning, who had just fallen into the vine forest. She took a deep breath and then exhaled loudly. She let out a deafening shout.

She attacked in a pure straight line with her Fish Scaly Metal Sword. At the same time, the shorter Green Vine Sword in her left arm stabbed straight out, emitting a layer of power.

Liu Yangguang held his breath as he retreated, swinging his longsword, the Light Facing Sword, with his entire body to form a barrier of sword light in front of him.

A loud explosion rang out.

His retreating figure accelerated. He could not steady himself within five steps. His palms began to bleed, and his face turned pale. He looked at the bloodstains forming on Nangong Caishu's waist.

He breathed rapidly and said in a trembling voice, “You're seriously injured, why are you still using such a fierce sword moves… You won't last long like this.”

Nangong Caishu looked at him and said indifferently, “I don't need to hold on for long. This is the final battle, so I just need to defeat you before I fall.”

So far, only Liu Yangguang's voice had been trembling. But when he met her gaze, his bloody hands involuntarily began to tremble as well.

“It doesn't matter if you can withstand my first two blows. The key is whether you can withstand my third blow.”

 

Seeing Ding Ning's challenging smile, Su Qin was not angry at all. “If you can't withstand my third blow, your arm will probably be permanently crippled,” he said softly.

Su Qin's tone carried a cold, malicious intent. If this were anyone else, they would have felt terrifying, but Ding Ning's gaze was calm.

He shook his head and said quietly, “If that's the case, then perhaps your arm will be the one crippled.”

Su Qin was expressionless. No matter what, he would complete the task he had decided to complete.

He took a deep breath and expelled all the negative emotions he was feeling. Then, he channeled all the remaining vital energy in his body into his purple longsword.

A hissing scream!

The seal inscriptions on the purple longsword shone brightly, as if they were about to split. The blade glowed as if it were about to drip water, and its edge widened slightly and became thinner.

However, this sword, as the power was channeled in, did not straighten. Instead, the entire sword curved slightly like a willow leaf.

 

Notes:

This novel is not my work... I just translated it from a Chinese web novel written by Wu Zui

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