Martial Hero Rebirth

"I'm not mistaken, right? Senior Brother Lin Yi won?"

"You're not mistaken, its Senior Brother's Lin Yi victory! A decisive victory!"

"What a startling turn of events, it was such a powerful sword strike, yet Senior Brother Lin Yi not only deflected it, but also countered it and won!"

"Senior Brother Lin Yi's sword was too fast, I didn't even see it. How did he win?"

"Winning is good enough, as to how he did it, does it matter?"

"That's true, but…. Senior Brother Lin Yi is too formidable, far exceeding my expectations!"

"Hey now, we all seem to have underestimated Senior Brother Lin Yi's prowess, he is even stronger than we can imagine!"

"As expected of the strongest of our top hundred junior disciples, with talent comes acknowledgement, Senior Brother Lin Yi has made a statement for all of us, with this, no longer will the senior disciples dare make light of us!"

"This statement is better reserved for when Senior Brother Lin Yi defeats the rest of them."

"Heheh, right now I'm quite looking forward to the battles between Senior Brother Lin Yi and the remaining nine senior disciples, Senior Brother Lin Yi is simply unfazed by them taking turns against him, rather it's that group of senior disciples who should be anxious, it might be them who end up being strung up and beaten by Senior Brother Lin Yi , ha ha! "

All the junior disciples were fired up, each feeling their emotions rising, voicing their own mind.

Lin Yi strength astonished them all, witnessing his formidable prowess; they began to look jeeringly at the rest of the nine senior disciples, rejoicing at their imminent misfortune.

"Powerful, simply too powerful, as expected of Senior Brother Lin Yi!" Jiang Xiaoyu started waving his fists, filled with inexplicable excitement, his blood boiling.

"Senior Brother Lin Yi is really outrageously powerful! I should have known he was this formidable…" Yu Hai staring at Lin Yi's figure, murmured.

Standing aside with a deadpan expression, as though nothing concerned him was Han Bai, but at this moment his eyes were opened wide, so wide that his eyeballs almost fell out, with a look of shock, emotions in turmoil: "How could he be so strong? Strong enough to the point of being unreasonable, to the point of being ridiculous, strong enough to make one despair! "

……

"I … lost? How can this be?!"

Looking at the long sword resting on his shoulder, the chilling glare emanating off its blade made his heart tremble, the senior disciple's eyes widened, his face awash with disbelief.

"I actually lost! In such an undeniable and sudden manner…."

The senior disciple's heart almost collapsed!

Not even in his wildest dreams could he imagine, a junior disciple actually defeating him, even more so, it was insta-kill!

Right at the moment when he was most proud, most confident, he was decisively defeated!

His mind filled with visions of the prior scene, Lin Yi's sword was like a sentient snake, coiling around him, seemingly to be carrying some kind of magic, coaxing him into following along.

A long silence ensued.

The senior disciple spiritlessly cupped his hands towards Lin Yi, face filled with anguish: "I admit defeat!"

He turned to leave, his silhouette lonely, desolate…

"I lost; the rest is up to you!" The first senior disciple told the nine others as he entered the crowd, his countenance anguished, lonesome.

"Did you see it clearly? How did this Lin Yi defeat you? How is he so powerful? That move of yours borders on the realm of transcendence, just a tiny bit more, and it would have entered transcendence!"

The remaining nine senior disciples eagerly questioned, bearing an air of anxiety.

They could not help but feel anxious and impatient. At any moment now it would be their turn to take the stage, but they couldn't even estimate their opponent's strength.

Lin Yi's power far exceeded the estimations of any intel that had on him.

Could this merely be a junior disciple who has reached the realm of perfection?

"Apologies, I was befuddled, I thought I could finish him with one move, I did not expect, that in fact it was I who was defeated by him in one move, such a disparity …"

The senior disciple shook his head, seemingly reluctant to mention any further, the form of Lin Yi in the moment of defeating him, became a shadow that loomed over his heart, he couldn't figure out how he was defeated no matter how he tried.

The remaining nine senior disciples were all silent, none pursued with further inquiry.

Each wore a grave countenance, in their minds floated the previous scene of battle.

Furiously raking their brains, trying to figure out a flaw in Lin Yi's Sword Art.

Even if a flaw could not be found, they had to find out how Lin Yi won.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard they tried to recall, the specifics were still vague.

At the time, all of them were thinking that Lin Yi's defeat was set in stone, minds relaxed, they naturally paid little attention to what Lin Yi was doing.

Yet now when it was crucial, it was as though none of them had been present to witness anything.

They contemplated to the point that their heads almost exploded, yet they could not see through the tricks behind Lin Yi's Sword Art.

"Enough thinking, I'll not believe it, there is no way Junior Brother Lin could be so powerful, we still have nine people, one will go after the other, we'll exhaust him to  the point of death!" An senior disciple furiously shook his head, bellowed in anger, with fists gripped tight; he marched into the open space where the crowd stayed out of.

To the stage, to battle.

"Better widen those eyes and watch carefully, find out what's so enigmatic about this Junior brother Lin!"

The remaining eight senior disciples, raised their spirits, opened their eyes wide and motionlessly watched the stage.

As if awaiting a terrible enemy, they strained themselves to the point of discomfort.

Compared to their previous cold arrogance, that high and mighty appearance, formed quite the contrast.

Witnessing such a large disparity, the junior disciples smiled knowingly.

None of the junior disciples wanted to miss out on watching the senior disciples sully themselves.

The more foolish the senior disciples appear, the more the junior disciples could vent their pent up anger, feeling increasingly refreshed!

……

"Allow me to test you!"

Once the senior disciple stepped out, he became fully on guard, countenance solemn.

"Please!"

Lin Yi smiled faintly, his white clothes fluttered, his mind tranquil, and his manner extraordinary.

Compared to the senior disciples, he was more like their senior.

"Watch this!"

The senior disciple went straight to business, unsheathed his sword, and went straight to unleashing his strongest killer move!

As the senior disciple was making his move, Lin Yi reacted quicker.

Quick as a goshawk, he drew his sword and leapt at the senior disciple.

With a flash of his sword.

Clang!

The sparks of collision flashed.

Lin Yi sword was faster, one stroke followed another.

Like a raging thunder storm, like falling thunderbolts.

It was so quick that it left one breathless.

Clang clang clang!

The sounds of swords clashing rang continuously.

Clack!

The senior disciple was overpowered, he could not defend in time, his sword was knocked flying to the ground.

The three foot green sword instantly arrived within three inches from his neck.

"I admit defeat!" the senior disciple smiled bitterly while cupping his hands, picked up his fallen sword, and turned to leave.

Another victory!

Lin Yi withdrew his sword into its sheath, appearing indifferent, without a shred of amazement, he was incredibly swift in defeating that senior disciple.

Only he himself could be certain of how much strength he used.

A decisive triumph over the senior disciple, for the most part, it was because he used his very own Limitless Skill.

This was from the game's God Sealing Limitless Skill!

Falling Sword Style.

As the name suggests, this particular Limitless Skill was created to specifically disarm an opponent's sword.

It is a Technique, as well as a Martial Insight.

However, it was not a Power Art.

This move, though practicing it did not raise his attribute points, but it can improve his battle strength.

When it came to facing an equal opponent, innumerable such opponents have been beaten by this Limitless Skill.

If one employed the use of Internal Power.

Falling Sword Style could even cleave apart the opponent's sword.

A drastic increase in power.

Of course, this Limitless Skill was very strong, but compared to the destroyer of all arms of war, the Pinnacle Sword Art Solitary Nine Swords, it still has a ways to go.

Solitary Nine Swords, ever since it became a Sword Art System, encompassed numerous Skill Styles.

And Lin Yi's self-made Limitless Skill, Falling Sword Style belonged to Sword Styles, it comprised a grand total of one Sword Skill only.

In the game, he had always wanted to learn Solitary Nine Swords, but the opportunities were limited, and he never got to learn a Solitary Nine Swords Sword Art.

Nonetheless when it came to Solitary Nine Swords, the principles contained within its Martial Insight could not be praised highly enough.

That's why he created the Falling Sword Style, to cleave apart all swords.

Able to seal even gods in one move.

With his transversal into the game world, Along with his incidental chance to become a disciple of Huashan, presented him with an opportunity to obtain Solitary Nine Swords.

Lin Yi would be sure to not waste such an opportunity.

He had long since thought of experiencing this illustrious Pinnacle Sword Art.

……

The second senior disciples who entered the stage, was once again defeated by Lin Yi decisively.

The cries of astonishment intensified.

The eyes of all the junior disciples blazed with ardour as they gazed at Lin Yi, their blood boiling, what they would give to be in Lin Yi's shoes, to be such a powerful person.

As for the senior disciples, they became even more taciturn, their countenance grave to the extreme.

"Did you see it? What Sword Art did he use?" The senior disciples eagerly questioned.

"No, I too was befuddled, just like that my sword was knocked out of my hand. I couldn't even see through as to what Sword Art he used to pull that off. But one thing is certain, that was not a HuaShan Sword Art!"

"Huashan Sword Arts are not that strong, furthermore there have never been any such Sword Art that is able to disarm the opponent's sword!" The second senior disciple shook his head, immersed in the previous battle, unable to extricate himself.

"A Sword Style that disarms the opponent's sword?" The remaining eight senior disciples stared at each other, every one of them feeling how complicated this has become, uncertain what to make of it.

"In the underground martial world, what other Sword Art, could disarm your opponent's sword?" Asked an senior disciple.

"None, never have I heard of such a Sword Art in the underground martial world?" The senior disciples individually shook their heads.

"No, our Huashan does have such a Sword Art!" Suddenly another senior disciple with an expression of deep contemplation, said while shaking his head.

"Uh? Our Huashan actually had such a miraculous Sword Art, how have we not known this?" The many senior disciples struck with alarmed disbelief, eyes sparkling while staring at the senior disciple who shook his head.

"Have you lot forgotten, our Huashan is in possession of two Grand Pinnacle God Arts?"

"Violet Dawn God Art, Solitary Nine Swords!" All the senior disciple's eyes lit up, blurted.

"It's precisely Solitary Nine Swords, according to legend; Solitary Nine Swords destroyed all worldly arms of war, extremely overbearing, incomparably profound. Those who are able to practice it, are able to cross the underground martial world unimpeded! Six hundred years ago, Huashan Founder Linghu, relied on this very Sword Art, invincible in the underground martial world! " the senior disciple's face was awash with yearning.

The listening senior disciples all had shimmering eyes and watering mouths.

Then after, all of them shook their heads.

What a joke, how could a junior disciple of the lower courtyard possible be in possession of the grade Solitary Nine Swords Pinnacle Sword Art?

Lower courtyard disciples aside, even if it were a legacy disciple, it would still be impossible!

Only the faction leader could be allowed to practice such a Pinnacle Sword Art.

Another would be, the long since vacant position of head disciple.

"I did not specifically say, that Junior Brother Lin Yi learned Solitary Nine Swords, all I'm saying is that his sword move is very similar to Solitary Nine Swords, as for its raw power, naturally it lacks against Solitary Nine Swords by ten thousand miles!"

Seeing the others shake their heads in mocking amusement, the senior disciple got anxious and hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, since it is not Solitary Nine Swords, then it was probably because his Sword Art was a little bizarre, why should we fear the likes of a junior disciple? Continue taking turns against him, find the flaw in his bizarre Sword Art, once it is found, defeat him!" the senior disciples clarified their line of thinking, seemingly to have seen through a trace of the enigma behind Lin Yi's Sword Art, flew into a renewed fit of confidence, ferociously cried.