Ling Tian's

Ling Tian's
Ling We Vs Ling Jian And The Three Elders


A shouting voice resounded in the battle area of Ling We and the two gatekeepers of the Ling Clan. A young man with the aura of a 5-star Intermediate Platinum Swordsman realm suddenly appeared from within the formation that encompassed the Ling Clan's territory and floated above the air.


The young man's face looked furious as he saw both of his Ling Clan's gatekeepers being injured from being beaten up by an unknown masked man.


"Greetings Young Master!" said the two gatekeepers saluted the young man.


"Yes!" briefly answer the young man while nodding. His eyes continued to stare at Ling We sharply.


"Who are you? Why make a fuss and injure our gate guards?" asked the young man who was none other than Ling Jian. The son of the Patriarch of the Ling Clan, Ling Bo Teng.


"Ohoo-o.. It seems like you are the Young Master of the Ling Clan! Come forward! I also want to see for myself whether the Young Master of the famous Ling Clan is strong or not!" ling We said from behind his mask without responding to a question from Ling Jian.


It suddenly made Ling Jian a little angry and lost his composure for a while, but after that it became calm like water.


"You're even so arrogant at our place! Who the hell are you?" ling Jian said not giving up on asking.


"Hehehe.. Whynot? Is power not number one? If you want your answer, then beat me first!" ling We said as he brandished his sword and hinted Ling Jian to come forward.


Ling Jian's face became less unsightly at once. He was already patient enough with the man who made a mess in his Ling Clan. But his patience did not bear any fruit except the mockery of the masked man in front of him.


Ling Jian directly pulled out his sword from the storage ring. He made the horses strong on his feet and prepared to attack.


"Are you getting angry? Haha.. That's what I want!" ling We said while laughing out loud.


"Basic troublemakers!" ling Jun shouted then darted very quickly towards Ling We.


Swush...


The traankk!


Bhush...


The clash of the two swords followed by the burst of energy from both of them spread out in all directions. Ling Jian retreated ten meters while Ling We remained silent.


"Quite decent for the realm of 5-Star Intermediate Platinum Swordsman!" ling We commented.


"Damn!" said Ling Jian who did not expect that this man before him was stronger than him.


Ling Jian then went back to attacking Ling We with all of his abilities. According to him, the masked man could not be underestimated at all.


Trank! Trank! Trank!


"Come even faster! Your movements are very slow like the snail of an esteemed Young Master!" ling We said on the sidelines of his fight.


Trank! The tring! The tring!


Hearing the comments that were being repeated even while fighting made Ling Jian even hotter. He injected Qi into his white heirloom sword in large quantities then swung it away at Ling We.


"Yeahattt!" shouted Ling Jian.


A traankkk!


Bhuusha...


The powerful slash from Ling Jian was still able to be brushed aside by Ling We casually which made the Young Master of the Ling Clan feel a little frustrated. The attack was his strongest attack. Though the lightning sword technique he mastered had he deployed. But even he was still unable to scratch even the slightest bit of clothing possessed by his fighting opponent.


"Hehehe.. Young Master again!" ling We was happy.


"Amorocch.."


Ling Jian shouted in anger. He instantly made a complicated move from the supreme stance of the lightning sword technique which he had yet to fully master.


"Ohoo-o.. You are so naive, dear Young Master! Using a style that you have not fully mastered is very risky!" ling We said then moved very quickly almost at the speed of light.


Bamm!


Ling We moved giving a tread attack towards Ling Jian's chest. As a result, Ling Jian bounced far away and the technique he was about to use was forced to abort. Yep! Indeed that was the purpose of Ling We attacking Limg Jian like that. He did not want the body of Ling Jian to receive a side evek because it was burdened with a stance that he had yet to perfect.


"Ohuk!" Ling Jian coughed up blood.


"You're still so naive!" the Cerca Ling We.


Swosh... Swoosh...


Swoosh...


The three Elders from the Ling Clan that Ling We was naturally familiar with appeared suddenly near Ling Jian.


"Young Master! Are you okay?" ask one of the elders.


"Damn it! Are you fools! Clearly your Young Master is injured! But you guys still ask? How strange!" ling We replied boldly.


"You!" one of the three elders became extremely furious.


"You what? You must be the Elders of the Ling Clan right? Right here! Go all of you! I wonder how strong you are! If you're weak, don't blame me if you're going to get battered too! Same with those two gatekeepers and the naive Young Master!" ling We said while brandishing his sword.


"Damn that guy! His mouth is so venomous!" said one of the spectators.


"Really! I really don't accept all this!" friend said.


"Yes! The Ling Clan is our ruler! Dare to insult the Ling Clan then it would be tantamount to insulting us!" say the other one.


"Are we going to beat up that goddamn masked man?"


"Later! If the Elders of the Ling Clan can be defeated, then we move!"


"Good! I can't wait to hit that fucking guy and the ruckus maker!"


"Yes! I did too!"


The comments continued to be heard from the spectators watching the fight of the people from the Ling Clan with the masked man. While the three Elders who heard Ling We say their faces immediately flushed in anger.


Bhusssh...


The aura of the Late Platinum Swordsman realm exploded crazily from his third body. Making the atmosphere around it becomes very heavy and unstable air fluctuations.


"Ohoo-o.. The Late Platinum Swordsman? That's delicious! You guys go all in!" ling We said casually.


"You won't survive!" shouted one of the Elders while darting towards Ling We with his sword.


Swooosh...


The trankk!


Bhush...


Trank! The tring! The tring!


The sound of sword clangs and energy explosions were instantly created from that fight. Seeing that one Elder had already attacked, the other two Elders also immediately shot up and entered also in the fight.


The tring! The tring! The tring!


Bamm! Bamm!


Trank! The tring! Trank!


A very fierce fight is back. The masked man or Ling We was in fact still able to keep up with his opponent even though he was being gangred by three Elders at once.


"Curtain! Is it just like this your stiffening? How disappointing!" ling We said in his fight.


Trank! Trank!


The sword technique battle between the four people continued to run for several minutes. The Young Master of the Ling Clan or Ling Jian who had already stabilized the chaos on his body also directly participated in the fight. That means one person is now fighting four people at once.


Swosh's...


The traankk!


Bhush...


"Ahaha.. Just getting interesting! Comeing! Show your abilities! Otherwise, I'll kick your ass and make your face go unrecognized!" exclaim Ling We madly.


Ling We then added a bit of his attacking speed so that made the four of them instantly pushed by him. Everyone was really surprised to see it. One person could even overwhelm four people? How strong was that masked man really? Think of everyone.


Bam!


Bam!


Bam!


Bam!


Ling We managed to pop up his fourth butt until they shot off very fast like rockets and hit the ground quite hard.


"Haha.. Hows it? Favors aren't my super kick taste?" exclaimed Ling We happily.


"Son! How long are you gonna bully your own family, huh?"


Suddenly a majestic voice sounded from within the residence of the Ling Clan which made the previously laughing Ling We instantly stop.


Zheep!


The figure of a middle-aged man with the aura of a 1-star Intermediate Diamond Swordsman realm appeared in front of Ling We and looked at him fixedly.


While Ling We was instantly nervous the moment the figure came. He was confused as to what to do now.


"Open mask! Or I'll beat you up really!" said the figure of that middle-aged man whom he was either the Great Elder of the Ling Clan, Ling Jun or the father of Ling Tian.


"Ehehehe.. Uncle Jun! Please don't punish me! I just played a little bit!" ling We said as he scratched his non-itchy head before then taking off his mask and revealing his face which instantly shocked everyone.