Novel Bin
The Vengeful Cultivator
Xue Ying's eyes flashed with anger as he realized too late that he had underestimated Lin Xin. With a swift, ruthless thrust, Lin Xin plunged the blade through Xue Ying's chest, the tip emerging from his back in a spray of blood and gore.
The two combatants stood frozen, their swords locked in a death grip. For a long moment, they stood there, their eyes locked in a fierce stare.
Then, simultaneously, they collapsed to the ground, their bodies sliding apart as their swords slipped from their grasp.
The temple was silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the two combatants. Lin Xin's vision began to clear, his consciousness slowly returning to him.
He looked up to see Xue Ying lying beside him, his eyes fixed on Lin Xin with a mixture of anger and admiration.
"You're a worthy opponent," Xue Ying said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But you should not have defied the gods."
Lin Xin's eyes flashed with anger, his determination burning hotter than ever. "I will defy the gods," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "I will claim the power of the ancient temple, no matter the cost."
Xue Ying's eyes narrowed, his expression unchanging. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice dripping with malice.
The Price of Defiance
Lin Xin's vision faded to black as Xue Ying's sword continued to pierce his chest. He could feel his life force ebbing away, his consciousness slipping into the abyss of death.
But even as he teetered on the edge of death, Lin Xin's anger and determination refused to fade. With a fierce cry, he reached out and grasped Xue Ying's sword arm, his grip like a vice.
Xue Ying's eyes widened in surprise as Lin Xin's hand closed around his arm. He tried to shake him off, but Lin Xin's grip was unyielding.
Xue Ying's eyes flashed with anger as he realized too late that he had underestimated Lin Xin. With a swift, ruthless thrust, Lin Xin plunged the blade through Xue Ying's chest, the tip emerging from his back in a spray of blood and gore.
The two combatants stood frozen, their swords locked in a death grip. For a long moment, they stood there, their eyes locked in a fierce stare.
Then, simultaneously, they collapsed to the ground, their bodies sliding apart as their swords slipped from their grasp.
The temple was silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the two combatants. Lin Xin's vision began to clear, his consciousness slowly returning to him.
He looked up to see Xue Ying lying beside him, his eyes fixed on Lin Xin with a mixture of anger and admiration.
"You're a worthy opponent," Xue Ying said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But you should not have defied the gods."
Lin Xin's eyes flashed with anger, his determination burning hotter than ever. "I will defy the gods," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "I will claim the power of the ancient temple, no matter the cost."
Xue Ying's eyes narrowed, his expression unchanging. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice dripping with malice.
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