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84: Chapter 84 Sweep

"Bang..."

At the center of the Martial Arts Arena, Su Lianxue and Du Ziheng collided with a punch.

Both of them took a step back.

"Not bad."

Su Lianxue said.

Someone capable of reaching the tenth level of Body Tempering is truly no simple character.

"Tiger's Roar!"

Like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, he charged at Su Lianxue to kill.

The Qi and blood within his body gradually surfaced onto his skin, transforming into a weapon that slammed toward Su Lianxue.

Seeing this, a hint of coldness appeared in Su Lianxue's beautiful eyes.

She brought down a palm.

Similarly, blood Qi manifested on her palm.

The two clashed head-on again, locked in a fierce struggle.

However, after a few rounds of collision, Du Ziheng fell into a disadvantage, being suppressed and beaten by Su Lianxue.

What is going on?

The more Du Ziheng fought, the more alarmed he became.

It was as if he had been completely seen through by his opponent; every strike hit his weak points, and at times, he had absolutely no room to fight back.

Could it be that she has already figured him out?

No.

He must win this match.

The spot for the Thunder Origin Pool must be his.

Even if she is the Disciple of the Nirvana Ancestor, so what?

They are currently in the same Realm; he does not believe he will lose to her.

"Tiger Cannon!"

Like a vicious tiger, he roared and locked onto Su Lianxue.

"Bang..."

But his attack felt as if it hit cotton; it was neutralized by Su Lianxue one by one.

An inexplicable sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Before this sense of powerlessness could fade, Du Ziheng was knocked back by Su Lianxue.

This time, it was Su Lianxue's turn.

Su Lianxue naturally would not give him any chance; in her view, this battle was over.

One palm.

Just one palm.

A single palm strike landed on Du Ziheng's body, directly scattering the Qi and blood on him.

Regarding this, Du Ziheng was caught off guard.

Before he could react, Su Lianxue kicked him off the Martial Arts Arena.

The entire sequence of movements was smooth and fluid.

"No power to fight back."

Wei Bing looked at the result, not surprised in the slightest.

This match seemed evenly matched, but from beginning to end, it was under Su Lianxue's control; Du Ziheng had been completely seen through.

Although the two were in the same Realm, their combat levels were not in the same league.

The gap was too large.

Is this the Disciple of Master Yun Hua?

"Next."

Su Lianxue still looked calm.

To be honest, defeating Du Ziheng did not consume much of Su Lianxue's energy, and she could continue.

Du Ziheng looked at Su Lianxue on the stage, a look of confusion on his face, and silently turned to leave the Martial Arts Arena.

Du Ziheng's defeat completely left no practitioners at the Body Tempering Realm present daring to challenge her.

They now knew that going up there would only be asking for humiliation, so why go up and embarrass themselves?

"What? No one coming up?"

Seeing no one come up, Elder Mu Shan's smile widened.

"As Disciples of our Yongzhen Sect, none of you should be too arrogant. You must know that there is always someone better, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

Elder Mu Shan then said to them in a preachy tone.

However, she was also a bit surprised by Su Lianxue's victory in this battle.

In a clash between those who have tempered their bodies ten times, she could not guarantee who would definitely win; either side had the possibility of winning.

If Su Lianxue had lost, she would not have the qualification to enter the Thunder Origin Pool.

Elder Mu Shan would definitely keep her word.

But Su Lianxue's victory in this match was overwhelming; Du Ziheng never had any hope of winning from start to finish.

This was something Elder Mu Shan had not expected.

But this result was also good; it was the perfect opportunity to knock some sense into the Disciples and make them curb their arrogance.

"This spot belongs to you."

Seeing that no one was still coming up, Elder Mu Shan said to Su Lianxue.

"Thank you."

Su Lianxue stepped off the stage and returned to Lin Ming's side.

The next match was Lin Ming's turn.

"The second match, the eldest Disciple of Peak Master Zichen."

Elder Mu Shan looked at Lin Ming with a smile that wasn't quite a smile and said.

This look instantly made Lin Ming feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.

The other party clearly did not intend to let him off and was forcing him to go on stage.

Based on his understanding of Elder Mu Shan, she was nine times out of ten wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

After all, Elder Mu Shan had been fighting with his Revered Master for so many years, and basically, his Revered Master had always held the upper hand. Elder Mu Shan had been thwarted for so many years, and now his Revered Master had even achieved a Breakthrough to the Nirvana Realm.

She probably wanted to use him as a target to make an example of or to tease him.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell upon Lin Ming.

What kind of strength would the eldest Disciple of Peak Master Zichen have?

Spirit Treasury Realm?

Or the Bitter Sea Realm?

The Disciple of that person must certainly not be weak.

After all, Su Lianxue's battle record was there, which made everyone feel quite curious about Lin Ming.

But at the same time, some were itching to test Lin Ming's strength.

But Lin Ming did not want to.

He really did not want to go on stage.

But Elder Mu Shan had already pushed him to this point; it seemed he had no choice but to go up.

If he didn't go up, it wouldn't just be losing face for himself.

Losing face for himself, Lin Ming didn't really care.

It would also make his Revered Master lose face.

If he really didn't go up, and Elder Mu Shan said something in front of his Revered Master, then perhaps there wouldn't need to be any three-year agreement; he would be directly expelled from Zichen Peak.

This was not something Lin Ming wanted to see.

Therefore, Lin Ming still went up on stage.

"Spirit Platform Fourth Heaven, please advise."

Better to fight first.

He just couldn't let Elder Mu Shan find an opportunity to whisper in his Revered Master's ear; otherwise, the one who would suffer would definitely be him.

Spirit Platform Realm?

This actually surprised everyone present.

They did not expect Lin Ming's strength to be at the Spirit Platform Realm; after all, as the eldest Disciple of the Nirvana Ancestor, they subconsciously placed Lin Ming's strength at the Spirit Treasury Realm and above.

They just didn't think about the Spirit Platform Realm or below.

Spirit Platform Fourth Heaven.

Many people immediately developed the intention to challenge Lin Ming.

Still the same thought as before: win and it's a huge profit, lose and it's no loss.

In case one of them really won against Lin Ming, they would become famous.

And why shouldn't that person be themselves?

At this moment, a burly man rushed onto the Martial Arts Arena first.

"Li Yongshan, Spirit Platform Fourth Heaven, please advise."

Li Yongshan said.

He was the one who held such a thought.

What if he won?

Lin Ming held a long sword, facing Li Yongshan.

"Wind!"

Li Yongshan gave a light shout.

A gust of strong wind struck.

Moving with the wind, Li Yongshan quickly approached Lin Ming within the wind.

This gust of strong wind swept toward Lin Ming.

With one sword strike, he cut it.

Lin Ming used one sword strike to sever the incoming strong wind.

And Li Yongshan arrived at Lin Ming's side in the blink of an eye.

That pair of powerful large hands immediately reached out to grab Lin Ming.

Lin Ming turned around, slashed down with the sword in his hand, and forced Li Yongshan back.

"Fire!"

Origin Qi gathered, and a flame gathered in front of Li Yongshan.

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