90: Chapter 90 Final

"Dammit, I've been begging and praying every day not to run into Su Lin. I thought I'd escaped, but I still ended up facing him!"

Yang Shunli cursed under his breath, stomping his feet in frustration.

Although he had both wins and losses in the arena matches over the past few days, he was lucky enough not to have encountered Su Lin until now.

He had watched all of Su Lin's matches; every opponent ended up severely injured, without exception.

This guy was truly ruthless, striking with lethal intent. Seeing him drinking a cup of milk tea every day, one would think he was a harmless fellow.

Who could have imagined? I heard that in yesterday's first melee, he didn't just seriously injure nine people and send them to the ICU.

Su Lin also unleashed some kind of earth-shattering killer move that destroyed more than half of the arena. Is he even human?

It took the combined efforts of over a hundred architects working around the clock to repair the arena in the shortest time possible. Moreover, because of Su Lin, the architects increased the arena's durability several times over.

They were afraid Su Lin would casually destroy the arena again, smashing it to pieces.

"Can I even fight someone who can blow up the entire arena?"

Yang Shunli felt that the heavens were definitely playing a joke on him.

He was now very worried that Su Lin would give him 'special attention' because of those few words he had said in the drink shop before.

"I told him last time that I was just joking. I hope Su Lin understood."

"He can hit me, but please, just don't strike too hard."

Yang Shunli wasn't the only one thinking this; the other contestants were also considering how to deal with this daunting task.

While everyone was lost in thought, shouts suddenly erupted from the audience. That terrifying figure walked onto the stage from the opposite side.

"He's here!"

Su Lin looked relaxed, coming up with another cup of milk tea. Everyone avoided eye contact with him.

Many eyes were fixed on the black longsword on his back.

Almost everyone had seen yesterday's match; Su Lin had used that longsword to perform an earth-shattering sword technique.

"He probably won't need to draw his sword to beat us."

"As long as we don't gang up on Su Lin, he shouldn't be the first to make a move."

While everyone comforted themselves and prepared for battle, the referee announced loudly.

"Let the match begin!"

Clang!

Almost at the same time, everyone heard the soul-stirring sound of a sword being drawn. They had already been focusing most of their attention on Su Lin.

The moment they heard the sword being drawn, a sense of life-and-death crisis surfaced in their hearts.

They couldn't see Su Lin clearly at all. The moment he drew his sword, their vision was instantly blurred by a deep blue sword light.

A massive pressure bore down from above. Everyone's hair stood on end, and with uncanny synchronization, they all looked up.

They saw a majestic blue Great Wall, incredibly heavy, appearing in the sky above them, crashing down toward them.

"Holy crap!!"

The moment the blue Great Wall pressed down, Yang Shunli immediately dropped the long saber in his hand and raised his hands above his head.

"I surrender!!"

Yang Shunli shouted with all his might.

It wasn't just him; all nine of them shouted simultaneously.

At this moment, they were like comrades who had cooperated for years with perfect chemistry.

They all threw away their weapons, raised their hands high, and shouted their surrender.

The blue Great Wall, which was barely a fraction of an inch from their heads, vanished instantly.

The sound of a sword being sheathed echoed. When everyone came to their senses, they saw Su Lin's silhouette turning to leave.

"Su Lin, winner!"

The nine of them clutched their chests, letting out long sighs of relief.

Just now, they felt that death was only a hair's breadth away; it was definitely not an illusion.

The audience below the stage was even more stunned.

"What? It's over already!?"

"It just started and it's already over? These nine people surrendered way too fast!"

"Wow! That Great Wall of Sword Qi appeared again! It's such a pity; if they hadn't surrendered, I could have watched that wall for a bit longer."

Everyone shook their heads in disappointment.

No one expected that even with nine people standing together, there would still be a world of difference between them and Su Lin. From the start until now, the match hadn't even lasted ten seconds before all nine of them raised their hands and gave up.

"Su Lin is terrifyingly powerful; his presence is just too overwhelming!"

"Is there anyone left who can stop Su Lin?"

"Su Lin is already set for the finals. No one can stop him at all. Even nine against one couldn't hold him back."

"Only Jiang Hao, the number one genius of Tianhai City, might be able to defeat him."

...

Just as everyone expected, Su Lin crushed his way through the remaining matches. Furthermore, Su Lin's subsequent matches were all melees; even so, Su Lin proceeded with the same crushing ease.

Aside from the first three matches which were one-on-one, the following eleven matches were all melees—the only such instance in this martial arts tournament.

Even the audience felt this was a deliberate arrangement intended to stop Su Lin with melees, but Su Lin's strength was too formidable. Even in melees, he could still achieve instant kills throughout.

Su Lin won all fourteen matches and entered the finals, just as everyone had anticipated.

Everyone began to look forward to the finals, and their anticipation reached its peak at this moment.

Su Lin's opponent was, without a doubt, the current top genius of Tianhai City, Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao had also won all fourteen matches to fight his way into the finals!

On this day, the weather was clear and cloudless as the finals of the martial arts tournament officially began.

The entire Tianhai City was deserted as everyone was watching this match.

Even the area outside the Martial Arts Arena was a sea of people. Even those who couldn't get inside to see the live action took out their phones and opened the official livestream.

Inside the Martial Arts Arena, even before the match began, it was already bustling with excitement, with everyone discussing the upcoming final.

"Su Lin versus Jiang Hao—this is truly a battle of the ages. Even if there are more martial arts tournaments in the future, I'm afraid they won't be nearly as exciting as today's!"

"Su Lin has been instakilling everyone. Do you think he can instakill Jiang Hao?"

"How is that possible? Do you think Jiang Hao is some small fry too? That's the number one genius of Tianhai City. It's said he reached the Ninth Stage of Pulse-Opening Realm long ago, and by now, he's at the middle stage or even at perfection!"

"Ninth Stage of Pulse-Opening Realm!? A high school senior can cultivate to the Ninth Stage of Pulse-Opening Realm!? This kid is truly terrifying, on par with Su Lin."

"Not only that, Jiang Hao is the young master of the Jiang Family and the future head of the family. The Jiang Family's heritage is equally formidable. It's said that Jiang Hao has many amazing martial techniques and cultivation methods hidden away that he didn't even use in the previous matches!!"

As the discussions continued, the hype for the duel between the two climbed even higher.

Massive numbers of people even began placing bets, guessing who would emerge victorious in the finals.

Because of the sheer number of people betting, the authorities were even moved to intervene and regulate the betting for this final.

Whether betting on Su Lin or Jiang Hao, the number of people on both sides was staggering, but the recently popular Su Lin was slightly more favored, with a few more bets placed on him than on Jiang Hao.

Just then, the arena referee raised his hand and shouted.

"Gaokao Martial Arts Tournament, Finals!"

"Su Lin vs. Jiang Hao!"

"Contestants, please take the stage and prepare!"