Chapter 467: You’re Not Qualified at All!_1

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

The sound of metal clashing was incessant.

No matter how fast Jack’s swordplay was, he still couldn’t get the better of Yin Tian by even a hair!

All his moves were seen through and effortlessly neutralized by Yin Tian!

In less than a minute, a layer of sweat had already appeared on Jack’s forehead.

He was known as Swift Sword Jack precisely because his sword was too fast, dazzling his opponents and defeating them before they could react.

Because it was both aggressive and spectacular, the name Jack resonated across the world.

But today, his swift sword had lost its usual sharpness; facing Yin Tian, he couldn’t land a single hit on him!

Yin Tian stood in place, his feet not even moving an inch, and what’s more, he fought with a hand behind his back. Yet, even so, Jack was unable to pose any threat to him!

"Impossible! This can’t be happening!"

Swift Sword Jack roared repeatedly.

His eyes were bloodshot, his sense of pride made it intolerable for him to fail to score even a point against Yin Tian!

"Why bother?"

Yin Tian spoke indifferently, facing the attack from Swift Sword Jack that was like a ferocious storm, and thrust out his sword.

This thrust was extremely clever, not only avoiding all the trajectories of Jack’s thrusts but also getting the better of him, lightly tapping on Swift Sword Jack’s wrist.

Clang!

The slender sword in Swift Sword Jack’s hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the spot of crimson on his wrist, Swift Sword Jack fell silent.

He was well aware that, without wearing any protective gear, Yin Tian’s thrust could have severed his hand if he had applied full force!

The only reason he was still standing there was because Yin Tian had shown mercy!

"I... I’ve lost..."

Swift Sword Jack hung his head.

Here he was, the world fencing champion, perched on a pedestal, yet defeated by an unknown opponent!

The massive gap between expectation and reality left Swift Sword Jack speechless.

"Actually, you’re pretty good; you just happened to encounter me."

Yin Tian offered words of consolation, but somehow, they didn’t sound quite right.

"Shut up!"

Another person shouted out, "Jack only lost because he drank before coming here, which made his hand unsteady. Otherwise, how could he possibly have been beaten by you?"

"And who might you be?"

Yin Tian countered.

The person was about to speak but was met with snickers from those nearby. Realizing the situation, he challenged, "Do you dare to compete with me?"

"In what?"

"Darts!"

The man declared arrogantly.

The onlookers instinctively turned their attention to the speaker.

"No wonder he’s so brazen, turns out he’s the twenty-meter darts champion!"

"It’s him!"

"Joseph Jo! The man hailed as ’Hawkeye’!"

Seeing that the crowd recognized him, a smug smile appeared on Joseph Jo’s face. "Do you dare?"

"What’s the point of darts?"

Yin Tian slowly replied, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a silver needle.

Upon seeing the silver needle in Yin Tian’s hand, as fine as a cow’s hair, Joseph Jo burst into laughter, "I’ve heard that Huaxia acupuncture is quite magical. Are you admitting defeat and offering to give me acupuncture to beg for my forgiveness?"

Yin Tian just flashed a grin at Joseph Jo and flicked his wrist.

Whoosh!

The silver needle let out a faint hiss and disappeared, thrown by Yin Tian to some unknown place.

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

Joseph Jo was confused, not understanding what Yin Tian was doing.

Yin Tian didn’t say a word, only raised his hand, pointing at a pillar a good distance away.

Curious, someone hurried over to the pillar to take a closer look.

After a while, the person staggered backward in disbelief, his eyes vacant as he howled, "Impossible! How could this be?!"

Seeing the person’s reaction, others immediately rushed over, eager to see what had shocked him so.

Soon, the area around that pillar was crowded with people, and even Joseph Jo made his way there.

"What happened?"

"There’s nothing here?"

"What exactly did you see?"

The spectators babbled among themselves, utterly baffled by the situation.

The man pointed tremblingly at a spot on the pillar, "Look there... "

Everyone promptly followed where he pointed.

There, exactly where the man was pointing, a silver needle was firmly embedded in the pillar.

But what truly shocked everyone was that the silver needle had also pierced and killed a mosquito in the process!

At that moment, everyone was at a loss for words.

The spot where Yin Tian stood was a full thirty meters from the pillar!

And consider that what Yin Tian had thrown was a silver needle, light and likely to be affected by the slightest breeze; its sticking into the pillar was no small feat in itself.

But let’s not forget, Yin Tian had also hit a mosquito!

Seeing a mosquito from thirty meters away and using a silver needle to precisely pin it down was unheard of.

At such a distance, even with a high-powered sniper scope, it would be impossible!

Indeed, Yin Tian had no need to compete in darts with Joseph Jo...

For Joseph Jo was simply not in the same league!