47: Semi-finals! Lin Yuan vs. Zhang Lingyu!

In the stands, Xu Si slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

“Normally, the longer an Outsider cultivates, the stronger he becomes, but there are exceptions to everything.”

“Let’s not talk about anything else, just The Ten Elders. Wang Ai and Lü Ci, as two of The Ten Elders, experienced the Jiashen Rebellion. In terms of seniority and cultivation time, they are both highly ranked in the Outsider World, right?”

“But what was the result? Lü Ci was beaten so badly that night that he still hasn’t removed his bandages. If Old Celestial Master hadn’t stopped Wang Ai, he would probably be dead by now.”

“Do you think Zhang Lingyu can achieve that?”

“Sometimes, talent just doesn’t make sense. In the face of absolute talent, time and cultivation resources can be quickly caught up to.”

Zhang Chulan scratched the back of his head, looking a bit troubled.

“Hey, if I can’t beat Martial Uncle Lin Yuan, what are my chances of beating Zhang Lingyu?”

Xu Si smiled wryly and extinguished his cigarette butt.

“Chulan, before you fight Real Person Lingyu, go to the restroom and empty your body.”

Zhang Chulan asked, somewhat confused, “Empty my body? Will that make me win? Or will it make me light as a swallow?”

Feng Baobao chewed on potato chips and shook her head.

“Xu Si means he’s afraid Zhang Lingyu will beat the shit out of you.”

Zhang Chulan said, somewhat indignantly, “Hey, hey, hey! I’ve been trained by my Martial Uncle for the past month, and my strength has greatly increased! I’m not the same person I was before!”

Feng Baobao blinked.

“Can your Golden Light Spell surpass his?”

“Uh… not really…”

“Can your lightning techniques surpass his?”

“Almost…”

“Then that’s it. You’re weak and sneaky, while he’s handsome and strong, so how can you possibly win?”

“And most importantly, you’re so lewd, and you’re still a ‘little Chulan’.”

“Stop!! Bao’er Jie, don’t say any more! Don’t be so cruel, okay?”

Zhang Chulan was suffering tens of thousands of critical hits at this moment; Feng Baobao’s words completely broke his defense.

On the other side of the high platform, Old Celestial Master, Tian Jinzhong, Lu Jin, Feng Zhenghao, and others had all gathered together.

As soon as they met, Lu Jin immediately asked:

“Old Celestial Master, how is Wang Ai? He’s not dead, is he?”

Old Celestial Master shook his head expressionlessly.

“He’s fine, still has a breath. The treatment was relatively timely, protecting his heart meridian. Later, people from the Wang family also came and took him away.”

“However… even if his life was saved, he probably won’t be able to walk in the future. His limbs are completely crippled and cannot be recovered.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhenghao felt a chill in his heart. This Lin Yuan was indeed ruthless; in the blink of an eye, he could cripple one of The Ten Elders. Such a supernatural method probably surpassed the Eight Wonders, but… the more heaven-defying such methods are, the stronger the side effects should be. Why didn’t they appear on Lin Yuan?

As he was pondering, Lu Jin turned to look at Old Celestial Master.

“Hey, Old Celestial Master, today’s battle is between your two good disciples. Who do you think will win?”

Old Celestial Master said with a chuckle, “Lingyu needs to cultivate hard for at least another ten years if he wants to contend with the current Lin Yuan, and his current state of mind is also problematic…”

Tian Jinzhong looked at Old Celestial Master with some worry.

“Senior Brother, regarding his state of mind, is Lingyu still unwilling to speak?”

“Alas… Junior Brother, Lin Yuan has already pushed the duck to Lingyu’s mouth. This kid, he just needs to open his mouth to eat it.”

Tian Jinzhong patted Old Celestial Master’s shoulder and comforted him, “Lingyu is a good child. He just needs slow guidance, and he will come out of it.”

Old Celestial Master, however, looked at Lin Yuan with some concern.

“To be honest, Lingyu’s state of mind has become much more stable, but this kid Lin Yuan, no one among the younger generation can control him now. I’m worried that if this continues, he will become arrogant, and being too impetuous is not a good thing.”

Lu Jin directly spat to the side.

“Bah! Zhang Zhiwei! If Tian Jinzhong had said that, I wouldn’t say anything, but how dare you say such a thing?”

“When you were young, you were extremely sharp, looking down on everyone. Your surname is Zhang, the Zhang of ‘zhang kuang’ (arrogant)!”

“Hahahahaha!!!” Tian Jinzhong, standing to the side, couldn’t help but laugh.

“Back then, when you were young, you thought you were number one, and the heavens were number two. You could even anger your master half to death. Truly, like master, like disciple. Sometimes, you should complain less about Lin Yuan and look at yourself first.”

Old Celestial Master’s face immediately darkened.

“Oh! Jinzhong! Now that you can walk, you’re getting carried away, aren’t you? It was my disciple who got you walking, you ungrateful fellow, how dare you mock me!”

As the several people were joking with each other, Lin Yuan and Zhang Lingyu had also officially taken their positions.

The previously quiet venue instantly erupted.

“Real Person Lingyu is out!! He’s so handsome!”

“Bullshit! Real Person Lin Yuan is clearly the most handsome, the most masculine, okay?”

“Hehehe, I really want to join Tianshi Mansion, that way I can see them both every day.”

… The two ignored the cheers of the crowd and slowly entered the arena simultaneously.

“Senior Brother!”

“Junior Brother!”

The two simultaneously clasped their fists in greeting; one with black hair, one with white hair; one with a feminine appearance, one with a masculine appearance, like a Tai Chi symbol, truly distinct.

“Junior Brother Lin Yuan! I finally waited for this day! To have an opportunity to openly challenge you! For this opportunity, I immersed myself in cultivation! All for this day!”

Zhang Lingyu looked at Lin Yuan with a very serious tone.

“Senior Brother, rest assured! This time I will not freeze time. I will have a fair and square duel with you.”

As soon as his voice fell, the sky, which had been clear moments ago, suddenly changed dramatically.

Rong Shan, as the referee, looked at the two and admonished them: “Be mindful of your attacks! You are all fellow disciples, let’s not have any unpleasant incidents!”

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother!”

The two answered in unison.

“Good! Semifinals! Lin Yuan versus Zhang Lingyu! Begin!!!”

… Upon hearing Rong Shan’s voice, the two simultaneously channeled their Qi to form shapes.

Several massive golden fists and several white fists simultaneously began to clash.

Unrivaled power, erupting in bursts of sonic booms.

Boom boom boom!!!!

Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!!

Muda! Muda! Muda! Muda!!

… The terrifying airwaves made all the spectators squint their eyes, their hair wildly flailing in the wind.

After a minute of continuous clashing, Zhang Lingyu was forced back dozens of steps by Lin Yuan before finally stabilizing his figure.

Pfft!!

Zhang Lingyu felt a dull ache in his chest and spat out a mouthful of clotted blood.

The previous clash had caused his blood and Qi to churn throughout his body, and the shockwaves had made his internal organs ache.

Lin Yuan stood in place, not a speck of dust on him.

“Heh heh, Senior Brother, I didn’t expect your shapeshifting to become so proficient. How much time has passed, and its power has increased to such an extent.”

Zhang Lingyu said with a bitter smile, “Even if I cultivated day and night, my Golden Light Shapeshifting is still not as good as yours! Let’s decide it with lightning techniques!”

“Good! Come on!”

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