The sword, whether horizontal or vertical, can injure people, and a strike or thrust can pierce armor. It is beautifully called ’the king of a hundred weapons’.

Throughout history, there have been countless renowned swordsmen.

Those who create their own sword techniques and establish their own styles—aren’t they the masters of swordsmanship? 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Lin Tian, who doesn’t even know a sword move, just spins wildly with brute force, yet claims to create his own sword move?

The elder almost laughed his teeth off; the boasting was outrageous, why not just reach for the stars?

"Old man, be careful!"

Lin Tian kindly reminded him, suddenly feeling that he was truly a model for respecting the elderly and cherishing the young. But this old man in front didn’t understand courtesy at all!

Lin Tian loosened his grip.

The Hidden Dragon Sword flew out. Yes, it flew out—not thrown by Lin Tian—because after several spins, the inertia secretly accumulated in this fifty-pound Hidden Dragon Sword made it fly out on its own.

Lin Tian wondered if it was his illusion, but he actually heard a clear roar, like a dragon’s.

The entire sword body of the Hidden Dragon Sword spun rapidly, taking away all the aura around Lin Tian and the whirlwind that had already formed!

The sword body carried the whirlwind, emitting a shimmering white light, dazzling like stars. It was like a mountain collapsing, like the earth splitting, tearing the air apart, plowing a path in the snow, and the snow mixed with soil being overturned.

It resembled a giant dragon facing the wind, dragging a long and thick tail.

Watching the black Hidden Dragon Sword emit a comet-like white tail, the elder’s eyes and mouth opened wide, in disbelief.

He even doubted whether his hearing was failing, having just heard a dragon’s roar!

This sword’s origins are mysterious, even the elder doesn’t know its historical background. He only knows it’s a sword with Spiritual Qi, named ’Hidden Dragon’, because a giant dragon is coiled inside.

The elder, throughout these decades, tried countless times, never hearing a dragon’s roar.

How could it emanate from this kid’s hands!

The elder couldn’t believe it and felt a twinge of pain. It was like raising a white-eyed wolf for decades, and now it’s turning against him!

Can you blame him for being hurt?

Painful as it was, the elder knew all he could do now was to stay clear of the sharp edge.

Only now did he truly begin to take it seriously.

The last time at Luoyan Dock with the Xu Family, the elder also spun the Hidden Dragon Sword three times before throwing it towards Lin Tian.

And while Lin Tian’s approach was similar, the elder knew the gap was vast.

The greatest difference lay in the number of spins: the elder spun three times, Lin Tian spun more than ten; the force increase had transformed from quantitative to qualitative.

The elder questioned himself, knowing that even if he could spin the Hidden Dragon Sword ten times, he’d be exhausted because each additional spin doubles the sword’s inertia, making it very hard to control, possibly making him fly out with the sword!

"Hmph~"

The elder let out a muffled grunt, quickly dug his feet into the ground, and rolled several times sideways.

The black sword body carried the dazzling sword Qi, and if he didn’t dodge far enough, he’d be wounded!

Screech~

Finally, the Hidden Dragon Sword flew past the elder, three meters from his side, accompanied by a clear dragon’s roar.

The sound pierced the elder’s ears, feeling so sharp!

Even though there was some distance, the elder still felt the Sword Qi had scraped his cotton jacket, exposing clusters of cotton, making him look like an old man in rags, cold and hungry.

"How’s that, old man, impressive, right, my self-created swordsmanship?"

The elder’s face turned dark as dead water. "What nonsense! If this swordsmanship is what you created, I’d believe the devil!"

Lin Tian smiled faintly, not arguing.

This swordsmanship indeed wasn’t his creation; it was an ancient sword skill. It doesn’t rely on brute force, but skillful force. ’Skill’ means using ankle, waist, and wrist power, coordinating with the speed and angle of swinging the sword.

Proper use of skillful force can achieve the desired effect.

If the details aren’t executed well, it can at best waste all your energy and Spiritual Qi, at worst snap your tendons!

Such swordsmanship would surely have been labeled ’demonic skill’ in the past, forbidden to practice. But Lin Tian trusts his ability to skillfully use the force; after all, his anticipation isn’t something average people can match.

"Hmph!" The elder grunted heavily, saying, "No need to be proud, the Hidden Dragon Sword is no longer in your hands. What else do you have to contend with me?"

Lin Tian chuckled, shook his head, "Do you want to turn around and have a look?"

"Bah, you think I’ll fall for that? Turn around and let you sneak attack?" The elder replied scornfully.

Lin Tian shrugged, said indifferently, "Suit yourself."

The elder opened his mouth to taunt further, suddenly hearing another dragon-like roar from behind, very loud to the ears.

Upon hearing it, the elder’s eyes widened in disbelief.

His immediate reaction was to drop down! Lying like a frog on the ground with limbs sprawled, shielding his head desperately with his hands.

He also wanted to dodge sideways like before, but it was too late; the safest action now was lying flat!

The elder couldn’t comprehend how a cast sword could fly back, especially after such a delay. It was unprecedented!

Whoosh!

Carrying white sword lights like stars, the Hidden Dragon Sword flew straight across, a meter above the elder.

Sword Qi violently swept over the elder, the cold wind carrying blades shredded the clothes and pants behind, revealing his bronze back.

If the elder hadn’t used Inner Strength to shield his skin, it would be bleeding heavily.

His hands protected the back of his head; the hair on his head wasn’t spared, shaved bald!

"Hiss~"

Drawing a breath, the elder shivered uncontrollably.

In the dead of winter, without clothes on his back, the wind and snow stuck directly onto his skin, that ’bone-chilling’ sensation almost froze him into an ice pop.

Regret stirred in his heart; had he listened to Lin Tian and turned around, he wouldn’t be in such a sorry state!

Seeing the Hidden Dragon Sword flying towards him, Lin Tian tapped his toes repeatedly, shifting laterally five meters; he didn’t want to end up like the elder.

Clink~

The Hidden Dragon Sword halted, inserting itself two meters ahead of where Lin Tian stood.

The wind ceased, and the Sword Qi vanished, the entire sword buried underground, leaving only the hilt visible.