87: Chapter 87 The Eternal Jewel Sutra

"Spirit Platform Realm, Seventh Stage, Zhao You, please enlighten me."

Half a quarter of an hour later, a man appeared on the Martial Arts Arena.

"Senior Brother Zhao You, didn't he go out on a mission?"

"Just because he went on a mission doesn't mean he can't come back."

"With Junior Brother Zhao's ability, he might be able to defeat him."

"That's right, Junior Brother Zhao is one of the few who has mastered that Cultivation Technique."

"This is going to be interesting."

The Yongzhen Sect and Yuanxu Mountain were both top-tier Sects, and their ranks were filled with countless Geniuses.

Sang Ziling, who had been defeated by Lin Ming, was considered formidable among the practitioners of the Yongzhen Sect's Spirit Platform Realm. Having comprehended Triple Sword Intent, her strength had reached a new level.

However, even so, she could not be considered the strongest; she was merely among the top.

There were naturally many Disciples stronger than Sang Ziling.

Take, for example, the person currently on the stage: Zhao You.

Although he was at the Seventh Stage of the Spirit Platform Realm, his combat power was not inferior to an ordinary practitioner at the Peak of the Spirit Platform Realm. The number of Spirit Platform Realm Peak practitioners and Yao Beasts that had died at his hands could already be counted in the double digits, which was a testament to his strength.

"My apologies, but I want this spot for the Thunder Origin Pool." Zhao You said.

Among the Cultivation Techniques he practiced, there was a part that required the assistance of the Thunder Origin Pool. Therefore, he needed this spot.

Although the opponent was a Disciple of the Nirvana Ancestor, he was, after all, still a practitioner of the Spirit Platform Realm.

He was certainly confident in his ability to defeat Lin Ming; otherwise, he would not have stepped onto the stage.

"Let your strength do the talking." Lin Ming smiled.

If he wanted the spot, it was simple: let his strength do the talking.

Zhao You stepped forward.

The next second, the ground beneath Lin Ming's feet suddenly turned into a swamp, causing his legs to sink into it.

Immediately after, the swamp turned back into hard ground, locking Lin Ming firmly in place.

Stone pillars rose from the ground, sealing off the area around Lin Ming and trapping him within.

With one sword strike, these stone pillars were severed one by one.

As for his legs, which were stuck in the ground, Lin Ming struggled slightly and broke free without much effort.

At this moment, the entire Martial Arts Arena began to shake, and a stone Dragon made of rock and earth rose from the ground. Zhao You stood atop the stone Dragon, controlling it to attack Lin Ming.

"This person is practicing the 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture'." Elder Mu Shan glanced at Zhao You on the field, then turned her gaze to Wei Bing.

The 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture', one of the Legacy Cultivation Techniques of the Yongzhen Sect.

"That's right, Junior Brother Zhao is practicing the 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture'." Wei Bing nodded.

And the Cultivation Technique that Wei Bing practiced was also the 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture'.

Hearing this, Elder Mu Shan nodded slightly.

If it was the 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture', then this kid Lin Ming might be in a bit of trouble.

But there was no guarantee that Lin Ming didn't have other hidden cards that he hadn't used yet.

Ever since she witnessed Lin Ming's Triple Sword Intent, she felt that this kid was not that simple, especially since he was the Disciple of that old woman.

Heaven knows what that old woman had taught Lin Ming.

Especially some of that old woman's signature techniques; she had assumed that Lin Ming wouldn't be able to learn them given his aptitude.

After all, some of that old woman's things were not something ordinary people could learn.

Even so-called Geniuses and Prodigies might not be able to learn them; after all, that old woman was a freak, a total freak.

But after seeing Lin Ming's previous battle, she felt a bit uncertain.

If this kid really inherited a few of that old woman's abilities, then it was hard to say.

The stone Dragon charged.

Targeting Lin Ming, this stone Dragon rampaged, and under Zhao You's control, stone pillars rose from the ground, constantly restricting Lin Ming's movements.

"Interesting." Lin Ming looked at the stone Dragon and smiled.

Sword shadows multiplied.

Dozens of Sword Qi were slashed down, colliding with the stone Dragon, and within seconds, it shattered the stone Dragon.

Seeing this, Zhao You leaped directly into the air, borrowing the power of the wind to stay there briefly.

With a wave of his large hand, the rubble on the ground exploded instantly, the resulting explosion covering the entire Martial Arts Arena.

"Junior Brother Zhao is really not holding anything back."

"Nonsense, there's no need to hold back; the opponent's strength is not weak."

"With Elder Mu Shan present, at most he'll just get injured; there won't be any life-threatening danger."

With an Elder presiding, there would certainly be no life-threatening danger; at most, he would just suffer some injuries.

In sparring between practitioners, it was normal to get injured.

The smoke and dust dissipated. Lin Ming stood on the Martial Arts Arena. The previous explosion had not caused any damage to Lin Ming; let alone damage, it hadn't even touched Lin Ming's clothes.

"Now it's my turn." Lin Ming looked at Zhao You in the air and said.

With a leap, Lin Ming jumped up, and the sword in his hand slashed toward Zhao You.

Zhao You immediately cast a spell.

Strong winds surged, forming a storm that engulfed them both.

This storm constantly buffeted Lin Ming, while simultaneously blocking his path to attack.

Sword Intent erupted, shattering all the storms hindering him.

However, Zhao You's attack had only just truly begun.

Fire, scorching flames appeared from his hands, moving with the wind. The flames merged into the storm, spreading instantly within it, fusing with the storm to form a Fire Storm.

For a moment, the sky above the Martial Arts Arena, the space above them, was covered by the Fire Storm, and the two were exposed to the Fire Storm.

Zhao You controlled this Fire Storm to strangle Lin Ming.

"Good fellow, Junior Brother Zhao has made significant progress in the 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture'."

"I'm afraid so."

Several practitioners of the Spirit Treasury Realm looked at the Fire Storm above, their faces showing a solemn expression.

This was no ordinary Fire Storm, but an attack unleashed from the 'Senluo Yongzhen Scripture'.

Even they, as practitioners of the Spirit Treasury Realm, felt a hint of threat.

If this continued, perhaps Zhao You would really be able to defeat a Spirit Treasury Realm practitioner while still in the Spirit Platform Realm.

Currently in their Yongzhen Sect, the number of practitioners who could defeat a Spirit Treasury Realm practitioner while in the Spirit Platform Realm was few and far between—only a handful.

And Zhao You would likely become one of them in the future, becoming a Prodigy of their Yongzhen Sect.

For a moment, everyone's gaze fell upon Lin Ming, who was in the Fire Storm.

How would he respond to this move?

The scorching flames, bolstered by the storm, constantly bombarded Lin Ming.

Although this thing was powerful, unfortunately, it posed no threat to Lin Ming, let alone causing any harm to him.

"It's about time." Lin Ming said.

He had played enough; it was time to end this duel.

Thinking of this, Lin Ming raised the sword in his hand.

Sword shadows appeared, directly tearing a hole in the Fire Storm, pointing straight at Zhao You.