330: Chapter 340 I'll Make You Suffer a Little Loss! The Arrogant Young Lady's Impotent Fury!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!"

Linglong stared blankly at the black sword held at her throat, feeling her face burning as if she had been slapped hard.

She had just boasted, saying, "The person who defeats you is named Linglong."

And the result?

It only took one move!

No, to be precise, she couldn't even take one move from the opponent before she was defeated!

Defeated thoroughly, without any power to fight back!

Within the same Realm, Linglong had always boasted of being an invincible existence.

Even when facing the Divine Sons and Divine Daughters of those hidden Sects, she could play them in the palm of her hand.

But just now...

"Why won't my sword listen to me?! Why can't I even display five percent of the power of my Sword Intent and sword techniques?!"

Linglong bit her red lips tightly, unable to understand it at all.

She did not know that the person standing in front of her was the Eternal Sword Physique.

This Physique was born with absolute superior suppression over all swords in the world!

Using a sword in front of Su Jin was simply showing off in front of an expert.

Linglong looked up, staring at the white-clothed youth in front of her like a monster.

What kind of pervert is this man?!

"What are you spacing out for? If you don't give it to me, I'll take it myself."

Su Jin's expression remained normal. Seeing that Linglong hadn't reacted for a long time, he directly put away the black sword, reached out his large hand, and reached into Linglong's bosom, his movements rough and justified.

"Stop!! I'll give it to you! Take your dirty hands away!"

Linglong's pretty face flushed red in fear, and she hurriedly jumped away like a startled rabbit, hating Su Jin to the bone in her heart.

He looked like a cold, otherworldly immortal, but who would have thought he was so shameless to the bone!

Linglong gritted her teeth and pulled the white jade token from her bosom, throwing it forcefully at Su Jin.

Afterwards, she didn't look at Su Jin again, turned around, and left. Before leaving, she didn't forget to leave a harsh threat:

"Blockhead! You just wait for me! Next time we meet, I will definitely make you look good!!"

After speaking, Linglong turned around angrily, preparing to use her movement technique to leave.

However.

"Pa—!"

An extremely crisp slapping sound rang out abruptly in the empty meteorite cluster.

The back of the black sword made contact with Linglong...

Her brain went blank at this moment.

"When you are out and about, if you encounter someone you cannot defeat, you must be low-key."

Su Jin put away the scabbard with a serious face, his tone as flat as if he were lecturing his own disobedient younger sister, "If you still boast after losing, you will suffer a loss."

He pointed at Linglong: "Look, haven't you suffered a loss now?"

Su Jin spoke righteously.

After all, when he was a child, he practiced with his elder brother Su Dao at home, and whenever he lost but still dared to be stubborn, he would be hit like this.

He felt that this was a normal kind of elder-style care.

However, Linglong, who finally reacted, had a face so red it could drip water! Even her crystal-clear earlobes were completely red!

"You... you stinky hooligan! Lecher!! Bastard!! I want to kill you!!!"

Linglong's clear, spring-like eyes were instantly filled with mist from shame and anger. Having grown up, when had anyone ever dared to treat her so lightly?!

In a fit of rage, Linglong directly took out a golden sword talisman flowing with terrifying pressure from her storage ring and tore it apart without hesitation!

"Boom—!!!"

The next moment, Linglong's cultivation base surged!

An invisible Sword Qi of the Golden Immortal Realm madly escaped from her body, shattering countless surrounding meteorites!

"Go to hell!!!"

Accompanied by Linglong's delicate shout, a terrifying Sword Qi that seemed to split the world in two, carrying the power to destroy everything, slashed fiercely at Su Jin!

However, facing this furious attack, Su Jin just shook his head slightly.

"Look at you, getting impatient again."

Su Jin watched the Sword Qi approach, his tone still flat, "With such a restless state of mind, resorting to external objects at every turn, you... cannot become a qualified Sword Cultivator this way."

After speaking, Su Jin waved his hand, and the ink wash painting scroll at his feet instantly wrapped around him.

Afterwards, he stepped forward casually, and his whole person merged into the scroll, disappearing into thin air without a trace.

Only a cold voice was left echoing in the Void Realm:

"Next time we meet, I will wait for you to make me look good."

"Shua—!"

The terrifying Sword Qi flashed past the place where Su Jin disappeared, directly cutting a mountain peak behind into two halves.

Linglong, who had missed, was so angry that she tore off the silver mask on her face.

Under the mask, a peerless, city-toppling face was revealed.

Even though she was currently screaming in anger, her chest heaving violently, it could not hide that world-toppling, stunning feeling.

"You dead blockhead!! Stinky hooligan!!! Rotten blockhead!!! Wait until I see you next time, I will definitely chop you into pieces and use you as firewood!!!"

Linglong pointed at the Void Realm, cursing without any image.

Just when she was jumping in anger.

"Hum—"

Not long after, a violent tremor suddenly appeared in the space around Linglong.

A huge projection exuding the pressure of the Saint Realm slowly solidified beside Linglong.

"Young Miss..."

The Saint projection looked at the panting Linglong, its tone respectful but revealing undeniable seriousness, "The Family Head knows you snuck out and is very Life Qi. You had better hurry back to the Family with me; your marriage contract with the Sword Emperor's son is almost due."

Linglong bit her cherry-red lips, her chest heaving violently.

Obviously, her anger towards Su Jin had not dissipated, but rather became more irritable because of the appearance of this projection.

"It's all that rotten blockhead's fault!!!"

Linglong became more angry the more she thought about it.

If she hadn't been angered to the point of losing her mind by Su Jin, she would never have impulsively used the sword talisman, and naturally would not have exposed her whereabouts and been discovered by the elders in the Family!

"I'm not going back! I want to go to the Linchuan Realm and participate in the Sword Trial!" Linglong shouted in protest with red-rimmed eyes.

The Saint projection heard this and was silent for a long time, seemingly communicating via Divine Thought with some existence across endless galaxies.

A moment later, the projection spoke again: "Fine, the Family Head has agreed."

"But... there is one condition."

Linglong looked impatient, rolled her eyes, and said: "Always with the conditions! Speak! What condition?"

"You need to go to the trial together with Young Lord Yifeng." The Saint projection said slowly.

"With that playboy?!"

When Linglong heard the two words 'Yifeng', it was as uncomfortable as if she had eaten a dead fly, and she blurted out: "Then I would rather choose that rotten blockhead from just now!!!"

As soon as the words fell, she froze herself.

Wait!

"No! Why did I mention that rotten blockhead!?"

Linglong covered her face in annoyance, feeling like she was going crazy with anger: "Both of them... are bastards!!!"

"Boom—!"

Linglong, having nowhere to vent her anger, slashed a sword directly at a towering, sword-shaped mountain peak in the distance.

When the Sword Qi dissipated.

That huge mountain peak had been cut in half, and could no longer reach the clouds.