The Next Match
Zhen Ruo, a Fourth Tribulation Stage Immortal cultivator known for her "Iron Rain" technique, unleashed forty-eight strikes in a cascading wave.
Lin Mu parried every blow and tapped her shoulder with the flat of his blade.
"You treat your sword like a wall. Try using it as a bridge."
And Next
Bao Lei, who fused fire with visual distortion from the heat, launched a massive crescent slash.
Lin Mu shattered the wave with one upward cut.
"Good power. But your focus breaks when you fear losing. Trust the edge, not the flame."
And More!
Huang Jin, a quiet disciple with a sword made from beast bones, tried to overwhelm with strength.
Lin Mu sidestepped once.
"Your strength is enough to split mountains. But your feet are trapped by your doubts."
Within hours, Lin Mu had faced twenty disciples.
He never raised his voice, never rushed, and never flinched.
His borrowed sword remained unchanged—but in his hands, it moved like a divine thread weaving fate.
