218: Chapter 218 The Performance in Progress

The third round of the competition.

Nie Wen went first as usual. This time, his opponent was a Disciple from a prominent family at the Lingtai Ninth Heaven. He didn't choose to concede, wanting instead to test himself against Nie Wen.

He wanted to see just how big the gap between himself and Nie Wen really was.

A quarter-hour later, that man was held in Nie Wen's grip, his entire body drained of strength.

"I... con..."

Before the word "cede" could leave his mouth, Nie Wen snapped the man's neck.

"Holy crap, this Nie Wen is ruthless. He even killed someone from the Lu Family."

"Nonsense. It's not like you don't know the Shangji Sect's style. The Lu Family is indeed powerful, but compared to the Shangji Sect, they're far behind."

"That's true. After all, the Shangji Sect is a top-tier Sect."

Many were surprised that Nie Wen had directly killed a Lu Family Disciple. After all, the Lu Family was no small power; they had three Other Shore Realm experts backing them. Rumor had it that one of them might have reached the Other Shore Ninth Heaven and could potentially strike for the Nirvana Realm.

This Lu Family was not something the four families of Yanyun City could compare to.

That Lu Family Disciple had even announced his identity before the fight, hoping that if he wasn't Nie Wen's match, Nie Wen might spare his life out of respect for his family.

The Lu Family and the Shangji Sect even had some dealings in certain areas.

But he hadn't expected Nie Wen to give the Lu Family behind him no Face at all, killing him outright.

The other Disciples of the Shangji Sect weren't surprised by this scene. If it had been any other Disciple from their Sect, they might have shown mercy.

But Nie Wen wouldn't.

Let alone a Disciple of the Lu Family, even if this Disciple were from a top-tier power, Nie Wen would dare to kill them. In his eyes, there was no difference.

The Lu Family Disciple only had himself to blame for not conceding and losing his life.

"This Nie Wen has a very heavy murderous intent."

Xu Chuan said in a low voice as he watched Nie Wen walk off the stage.

"Yeah."

Gong Hui nodded.

This Nie Wen indeed had a very heavy murderous intent.

"Junior Brother Lin, if you Face him, be careful."

Xu Chuan said solemnly.

Regardless, based on the strength Lin Ming had shown so far, facing Nie Wen was indeed a bit uncertain.

He also suspected whether Lin Ming was intentionally hiding his strength, but since he hadn't seen Lin Ming's other battles before, he couldn't judge and could only offer a reminder.

"I will, Senior Brother."

Lin Ming nodded.

"Junior Brother should be fine."

Gong Hui, on the other hand, had great faith in Lin Ming's strength.

After all, he had seen a large portion of Lin Ming's battles within the Sect, especially the fight between Lin Ming and Lin You, which he had watched in its entirety.

He also knew some of Lin Ming's methods.

Lin Ming had yet to use any of those methods.

The next day.

It was Lin Ming's turn to take the stage. This time, Lin Ming encountered a Disciple from the Shangji Sect.

Besides Nie Wen, the Shangji Sect had three other Disciples in the Spirit Platform Realm participating. Two of them had already successfully advanced to the fourth round, and the remaining one was Lin Ming's opponent.

"Let me see your strength."

Zhuang Song looked at Lin Ming with a look of wariness.

He hadn't expected to run into Nie Wen, but instead ran into this guy.

He didn't let his guard down against Lin Ming at all. Although Lin Ming had won both of his matches with difficulty, he had still won.

Furthermore, Lin You from their Shangji Sect had indeed lost to Lin Ming. He had heard about the scene of that day's battle from his fellow Disciples.

It was precisely because he had heard about it that he faced Lin Ming so seriously.

How should I play it this time?

Lin Ming fell into thought.

His strategy certainly hadn't changed. Every battle before the betting closed had to be a hard-fought struggle—a struggle he needed to carefully plan. He had to win with great difficulty after a tough fight to fit his current persona.

This was only the third match; he couldn't afford any slips.

While he was thinking, Zhuang Song moved.

His speed suddenly increased, and with a lift of his hand, a scorching aura erupted.

"This person should be practicing the Yang Chapter of the Wuji Yin-Yang Sutra."

Xu Chuan said.

The Shangji Sect claimed to be the Legacy of the Wuji Pavilion, so their Cultivation Techniques naturally originated from the Wuji Pavilion. However, the Shangji Sect only inherited one technique from the Wuji Pavilion, and that was the Wuji Yin-Yang Sutra.

The difficulty of practicing this Wuji Yin-Yang Sutra was extremely high and varied from person to person. Not everyone could practice the complete Wuji Yin-Yang Sutra, so it was divided into the Yin and Yang chapters.

This was also why the Shangji Sect had been pursuing the Legacy of the Wuji Pavilion.

However, there was another rumor that the Wuji Pavilion's Wuji Yin-Yang Sutra was incomplete and missing a portion, which was why the Shangji Sect searched everywhere for the Legacy.

On one hand, they wanted to complete the Wuji Yin-Yang Sutra; on the other, they were looking for other techniques of the Wuji Pavilion.

For example, the Liangyi Creation Sutra in the hands of Yuanxu Mountain had always been one of the targets the Shangji Sect pursued.

But after the incident of poaching Disciples, Yuanxu Mountain had stopped paying any attention to the Shangji Sect regarding this technique.

Also, because Yuanxu Mountain was a top-tier Sect, the Shangji Sect wouldn't openly cause trouble for them.

If it were a weaker power, they probably wouldn't see the next day's sun.

The Shangji Sect's conduct had always been so domineering and arrogant.

This made the Shangji Sect the Sect with the worst public reputation among the top-tier powers, but also the Sect that the most people wanted to join.

"Boom..."

A trace of blood seeped from the corner of Lin Ming's mouth, and his Face gradually turned pale, as if he had suffered significant injuries.

And Zhuang Song in front of him wasn't doing any better.

Under Lin Ming's offensive, he was also covered in wounds.

To outsiders, the two were locked in an inseparable fight. In fact, under Lin Ming's performance, the two were indeed locked in an inseparable fight.

Even Zhuang Song felt that his strength wasn't much different from Lin Ming's.

It actually gave him a strange sense of confidence.

However, Lin Ming didn't intend to let Zhuang Song's confidence continue.

Their exchange should be about over. After tangling for so long, it was time for him to win with difficulty.

Thinking of this, Lin Ming quickly disengaged from the fight and temporarily pulled back from Zhuang Song.

Rapid.

Lin Ming's breathing gradually became rapid, and a strong wave of Origin Qi radiated from his body.

A technique to boost strength for a short time.

This was Zhuang Song's first thought. The moment this thought appeared, Zhuang Song rushed toward Lin Ming.

He also wanted to win.

His thoughts were destined to be in vain.

Just as he was about to reach Lin Ming, Lin Ming made his move.

It was only meaningful at such a critical moment.

One strike.

A sudden blow landed.

Facing this move, Zhuang Song was initially able to resist a bit.

But he couldn't hold on for more than a few seconds before being knocked down.