30: Zhan Linjing

Lin Jing said indifferently, "Lin Xu is dead. I don't want to say more about right and wrong. If you want to stop me, then let your strength do the talking!"

Hu Junfeng sighed heavily, "Since that's the case, then Senior Sister Lin Jing, please give me some pointers."

Both of them activated their Qi simultaneously.

Lin Jing was surprisingly also a Ten-Star Martial Master, just a hair's breadth away from the Great Martial Master Realm!

Hu Junfeng didn't dare to be careless. From the start, he used "Light Splitting Shadow Evade." Hundreds of Flying Swords condensed around him, then shot towards Lin Jing.

Lin Jing's response was much more composed than Ning Feng's.

She drew a sword circle, and a fiery red Qi shield appeared around her.

The Flying Swords pierced the Qi shield, producing a series of "puchi" sounds, then vanished.

Hu Junfeng's Flying Swords were all used up, but he still couldn't break through Lin Jing's defense.

Hu Junfeng took a deep breath, preparing to unleash his ultimate move.

Hundreds of Flying Swords condensed into a giant Qi Flying Sword, flying towards Lin Jing.

Lin Jing, on the other hand, held her sword in her right hand, upright in front of her, and slid her left hand up the Blade Edge.

A fiery red Phoenix appeared on her Blade Edge, then fiercely crashed into the Flying Sword.

A huge wave of Qi appeared, and both of them were shaken back repeatedly.

The Disciples close to the arena were directly blown away, crashing heavily onto the ground.

When everyone reacted and looked at the arena, they found that both of them had retreated to the edge of the arena.

For a moment, the scene was in an uproar.

"Holy cow, Senior Sister Lin Jing is actually so strong! She's on par with Senior Brother Hu Junfeng!"

"I originally thought Senior Brother Hu Junfeng was already a Dragon and Phoenix among men, but I didn't expect anyone could stand shoulder to shoulder with him!"

"This isn't fair. Lin Jing entered the sect a year before Hu Junfeng. If they had Cultivated at the same time, Lin Jing would definitely not be Hu Junfeng's opponent."

"There's no absolute fairness in the world. Everyone only looks at the current strength."

Wang Dongxuan was somewhat happy.

"This is great, Hu Junfeng held on! If it's a draw, Hu Junfeng can keep the Saint position!"

Lu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Let's hope so!"

After their ultimate moves canceled each other out, the two began to compare their sword arts.

Both of them injected Qi into their long swords and engaged in close-quarters combat.

Hu Junfeng felt immense pressure.

Although his "Spirit Transformation Sword Art" could consume three-tenths of his opponent's Qi, Lin Jing's Qi was incredibly powerful and continuous.

Fighting like this, it was uncertain when a winner would be decided.

The two exchanged hundreds of moves, still without a clear winner.

Hu Junfeng had already lost confidence in defeating Lin Jing. He only wanted to force a draw or rely on "Spirit Transformation Sword Art" to exhaust Lin Jing's Qi.

But Lin Jing didn't think that way.

She wanted to win, she had to win!

When Hu Junfeng thrust a sword at Lin Jing's abdomen, he originally thought Lin Jing would definitely retract her Blade Edge to block.

Who knew, she directly threw away her long sword and slapped him in the chest.

Lin Jing's abdomen was directly pierced, and a large amount of blood splattered out.

Hu Junfeng, on the other hand, was sent flying by a palm strike and landed on the arena.

He stood firm with a backflip, completely unharmed.

But falling off the arena already counted as a loss.

Hu Junfeng couldn't help but curse, "Damn, that's really f*cking ruthless!"

Lin Jing extended her right hand, grasped the hilt of the spirit transformation sword, and sharply pulled it out.

In an instant, another gush of blood sprayed out, staining half of the arena red.

Lin Jing threw the spirit transformation sword on the ground, tapped a few Acupoints on her body, and the wound on her abdomen stopped bleeding.

Lin Jing's face was incredibly pale, but she still forced a smile, looked at Yi Hong, and said, "Teacher, can you announce the result?"

Both she and Lin Xu were taught by Yi Hong, so calling him "Teacher" was not an exaggeration.

Yi Hong's eyes were a little red, and he sighed heavily.

After a long while, he finally announced loudly, "Lin Jing wins!"

This time, the area below the arena was eerily quiet, with no one speaking or discussing.

Because they were all stunned.

This Lin Jing, to win, she truly didn't care about her life!

If Hu Junfeng's sword had pierced her chest, she would have already died!

Everyone looked at Lin Jing with complex gazes, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Wang Dongxuan also tightly covered her mouth, her face filled with shock.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Lin Jing?"

Yi Hong was just going through the motions.

Lin Jing didn't care about her life to win, and she had already defeated the former Saint, Hu Junfeng.

He didn't believe anyone else would dare to step forward.

Just then, Lu Xingchen softly said, "Senior Sister Dongxuan, can you give me the Chief Disciple position of Little Bamboo Peak?"

Wang Dongxuan was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "You want to challenge Senior Sister Lin Jing?"

Lu Xingchen nodded heavily, "Senior Sister Lin Jing doesn't even care about her own life, so she definitely won't care about the lives of fellow Disciples. If she becomes the Saintess, Lingxiao Sect will surely suffer heavy losses. Therefore, I must stop her!"

"But you've only been in the sect for a few months. How could you possibly be Senior Sister Lin Jing's opponent?"

"Senior Sister Dongxuan, there's no other choice anyway. Will you trust me this once?"

Wang Dongxuan nodded, "Okay, I'll trust you this once."

Just as everyone was silent, Lu Xingchen walked towards the arena and shouted, "Lu Xingchen, Chief Disciple of Little Bamboo Peak, challenges Senior Sister Lin Jing!"

There was a moment of silence below the stage, followed by a huge uproar.

"Holy cow, there's another ruthless person!"

"I know Lu Xingchen. He's a new Disciple who just joined the sect, and he previously defeated Senior Brother Hu Junfeng, who had suppressed his Realm."

"I remember Lu Xingchen was only a Four-Star Martial Master a month ago, right? With such weak strength, does he dare to challenge Senior Sister Lin Jing?"

"The Saint selection competition won't suppress Realms. Is Lu Xingchen looking for death?"

"How did he, a new Disciple, get to be Chief Disciple?"

Having defeated Hu Junfeng, Lin Jing originally thought the situation was settled, but she didn't expect another obstruction to appear.

Her face immediately became incredibly grim.

She looked up at Lu Xingchen, an unfamiliar face she had never heard of before.

Yi Hong was already annoyed with Lu Xingchen, and now that he was causing trouble again, he immediately became furious.

"Lu Xingchen, you're a new Disciple, what kind of trouble are you causing? Get down from there!"

Lu Xingchen smiled indifferently, "Peak Master Yi, no one stipulated that a new Disciple cannot become a Chief Disciple, right?"

Hearing this, Yi Hong was startled.

This kid wasn't here to cause trouble, but genuinely wanted to challenge Lin Jing?

How dare he?

Yi Hong looked at Wang Dongxuan, "Wang Dongxuan, what's going on?"

Wang Dongxuan bit the bullet and said, "I've already passed the Chief Disciple position to Lu Xingchen. He has the qualifications to run for Saint."

Yi Hong roared, "Nonsense! You two are absolutely nonsensical!"

After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "The Saint selection competition will be postponed. After Lin Jing's injuries recover, she will fight Lu Xingchen!"

Lin Jing frowned, then immediately sat cross-legged on the arena to heal her injuries.

Just then, Lu Xingchen slowly walked onto the arena.