The anger in Cao Potian’s heart was about to erupt like a volcano.
He had not been in as difficult a position as this in the last three years.
He had never lost so badly before.
“Name your price.”
He looked at Lin Beichen and said, “What would you want if I asked you to give me back my sword?”
Cao Potian really liked the Heaven-Slashing Sword.
It was at a high grade and looked good, plus it had the spirit enlightening of Fan Zu’ang, who was a master at forging swords. It was highly integrated with Cao Potian, as if it was tailor-made for him. How could he be willing to hand it over?
However, Lin Beichen’s answer was still the same. “Sword.”
Cao Potian almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
“It doesn’t make sense.”
He glanced at his master.
Now, Bai Haiqin couldn’t wait to tear Lin Beichen into pieces.
“Son, be easy on him,” he said quietly.
Lin Beichen stared at him. “Son? Do you deserve to call me son?”
He embarrassed Mr. Ding time and time again. Not only had Bai robbed Mr. Ding of his disciple, but he also kept pushing him out. If Lin Beichen suddenly became stubborn and uncaring, he would not compromise with such a kind person.
“Hehe.” Bai Haiqin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sword cut on his face twisted, so that he looked a little terrifying. He said indifferently, “The young should not be too arrogant. Otherwise, one day, you won’t know how you’ll die if you don’t take care of yourself.”
Since he was one of the three famous swordsmen in Baiyun City, his words were terrifying.
Before Lin Beichen could make a sarcastic remark, the silent Ding Sanshi finally spoke.
“Let’s go back.”
He looked at Bai Haiqin and said, “Go back to your Baiyun City. Don’t come to Cloudy Dream City again.”
Although he had deemphasized his words, for some unknown reason, they contained a strange pressure that made the crowds’ heartstrings suddenly tighten.
“Hahahaha.”
Bai Haiqin paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Ding Lei, are you qualified to say these words to me?”
Ding Sanshi looked at the scarred face and calmly said, “As long as I want, I’m qualified.”
A look of jealousy and hatred flashed across Bai Haiqin’s eyes. “You’re already a good-for-nothing. How dare you put on airs here. Ding Lei, the most important part of tonight’s sword test has not yet begun. Hahaha, it’s the night of the 15th day of this month. With the full moon hanging over the sky in Ling Manor, it’s time to connect the swords with the Truths. Since you came as expected, you’d better be prepared to be defeated and humiliated by me again.”
Ding Sanshi lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.
Bai Haiqin caught this sight and sneered. “Can you still wield that sword?”
Ding Sanshi still did not answer.
Lin Beichen interrupted the confrontation between the two big shots.
He reached out his hand to Cao Potian and said, “Sword.”
“You f*cker…”
Cao Potian was really about to vomit blood.
Gritting his teeth, he handed the Heaven-Slashing Sword over and said, “I advise you not to sell it. Protect it well, because I will win it back very soon. I…”
Before his voice died away—
“Ka-cha!”
A crisp, pleasant cracking sound rang out.
Lin Beichen had taken the Heaven-Slashing Sword and smashed it on the ground. Then, he stepped on it and skillfully broke it.
“You… ”
Cao Potian was stunned.
“How do you feel? Do you feel good?”
Lin Beichen stared into Cao Potian’s eyes and said with a smile, “I’m really happy that you’re so mad.”
“I’ll kill you…”
Cao Potian was completely out of anger.
However, Ding Sanshi was merely looking at him. Then, the genius of swordsmanship from Baiyun City seemed to have been watered by a basin of ice water, and his anger immediately subsided. Cao Potian was firmly pressed to the spot, as if an ax was pressing him down.
“Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated.”
Lin Beichen, of course, would not let go of this opportunity of showing off. He said, “Since I have the heart of a villain, I should probably get ready to be humiliated.”
“I’ll pay you back.”
Cao Potian was furious to the extreme and suddenly grinned.
“Whatever.”
Lin Beichen shrugged his shoulders.
Then, he turned to look at the Old Sea Man and said, “Sir, can you announce the final outcome?”
The old man looked at Lin Beichen, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. “Alright. The two from the Baiyun City, please go back to your seats. Your battles haven’t started yet. I’ll finish this part of the competition first.”
The crowd saw something flash in front of them.
Bai Haiqin and Ding Sanshi both returned to their seats at the same time, moving like ghosts.
“I announce that Lin Beichen is the final winner.”
The Old Sea Man directly ignored Cao Potian, and he came to Lin Beichen with a big smile on his face. He handed the dark green ring to him and said, “Young man, congratulations! I have seen infinite possibilities for you. Your hidden Water Swordplay killing move, Against the Cold Water, also amazed me.”
“Sir, you flatter me.”
Lin Beichen immediately changed his expression and said obediently, “Although I’m peerlessly talented, handsome, heroic, smart, and adorable, I’m lucky enough to be able to practice the sword techniques that you created to perform the killing move.”
A string of shameless flattery made Lin Beichen seem like a harmless little rabbit.
He could vaguely sense that this old man with green hair had a rather uncommon background.
After all, not everyone could casually take out a storage tool as a reward. Also, not everyone dared to speak rudely to Bai Haiqin, one of the three famous swordsmen of the Baiyun City.
“Hahahaha…”
The Old Sea Man laughed out loud, looking extremely relieved.
The more he looked at Lin Beichen, the more he found him pleasing.
“Kid, I’m not afraid to tell you the truth. I’m from Dongliu, which is one of the Three Divine Islands of the ocean. Are you willing to become my direct disciple?” the old man asked. “If you became my disciple, in the future, you might even have a chance to obtain the bloodline of the Dongliu God Realm. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
“Huh?
“He’s headhunting Mr. Ding’s disciple right in front of him.”
Lin Beichen was very surprised.
Judging from the instantly dilated pupils of the young men and women on the scene, as well as the exclamations of the elders, he could make a vague judgement that the status of the Three Divine Islands in the North Sea might not be low, and the so-called bloodline of the Eastern Glazed God Realm was also extremely attractive.
As long as he nodded at this time, a big cake would hit him hard on the head.
“Hahahaha.”
Bai Haiqin suddenly burst into laughter.
He glanced at Ding Sanshi, as if he suddenly cared about Lin Beichen. He laughed loudly and said, “Lin Beichen, you may not know what the Three Divine Islands in the North Ocean means. Let me put it in this way. Dongliu Island is one of the Three Divine Islands. It has a history of thousands of years, and it has a profound foundation. It is not inferior to the three holy swordsmanship places in the empire. If you nod, you’ll stand aloof from the laws of the empire from now on.”
Old Sea Man also nodded, and he said, “That’s right. Dongliu Island is a divine island of Martial Arts on the vast ocean. It has existed for three thousand years, and it has a longer history than the North Sea Empire. Son, don’t miss this opportunity.”
Lin Beichen looked at Ding Sanshi.
The latter looked calm. He smiled and said calmly, “Just follow your heart.”
After that, he added, “Lin Beichen, I’m just your teacher, not your master. So you don’t have to struggle. Just make the most favorable choice for yourself.”
Three years ago, he had once said this sentence to Cao Potian.
After pretending to struggle with himself, the golden-haired youngster resolutely decided to leave.
That scene had once made him feel painful.
Today, he had said the same thing to another young man.
Compared with Cao Potian, who he had painstakingly trained for three years, the young man in front of him had little connection with him. They had started to be truly familiar with each other less than a month ago.
So when he made the choice to leave, Ding Sanshi was not disappointed at all.
On the contrary, he felt lucky for this young man.
If he became a disciple on Dongliu Island, he would be able to completely solve the crisis that he was facing, and even the crisis of the whole Lin family.
Everyone knew what he must do.