201: Chapter 200 Golden-Patterned Battle Body? Hmph, you call yourself a "humanoid beast"?

Just three breaths after Xia Jin appeared on the Battle Arena, suddenly, a Void Gate appeared in front of him.

"Hm!? Has it arrived?" Xia Jin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze landing on that Void Gate.

The next moment, a long saber slowly emerged from within the gate.

It was an extremely long saber.

The tip appeared first, followed by the blade, the blade, and more of the blade...

"What the hell is this!?" Xia Jin watched the ever-lengthening great saber, the corner of his eye twitching uncontrollably.

It took a full five-meter-long great saber to finally extend completely out of the Void Gate.

Following that, a figure as sturdy as a mountain, gripping the hilt, walked out from the Void Gate.

"Bang!"

Yin Qianji stomped onto the ground of the Battle Arena, and the entire arena seemed to tremble slightly. He was bare-chested with knotted muscles, casually carrying the five-meter-long giant blade on his shoulder as he tilted his head, sizing up Xia Jin opposite him.

When his gaze landed on Xia Jin's long purple-gold hair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth curled into a somewhat sinister smile.

"Hmph, you certainly have some looks."

A flash of jealousy actually crossed Yin Qianji's eyes: "No wonder someone like Ruoliu would take a fancy to a pretty boy like you."

Pretty boy?

Xia Jin's originally calm eyes turned cold upon hearing these three words.

In this world, from birth until now, no one had ever dared to address him with those three words.

Originally, he had only intended to win today's battle easily and give his opponent a lesson, that was all.

But at this moment, Xia Jin's gaze landed on Yin Qianji's arrogant face, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Today, this guy opposite him who looked like a bear would have to shed a layer of skin, even if he didn't die.

"What? I called you a pretty boy, and you don't seem convinced by the look on your face?"

Yin Qianji noticed the change in Xia Jin's eyes and laughed loudly. He casually swung the five-meter-long great saber on his shoulder, carving a powerful Saber Qi through the air that flew past Xia Jin's body at a distance of less than a meter.

"It's good that you aren't convinced! I don't like opponents who give in easily. However, later, when I carve your pretty-boy face down to the bone, I hope you can still look at me with those eyes!"

Yin Qianji grinned, revealing a mouthful of large white teeth.

The next second, the ground beneath his feet exploded, collapsing into a huge deep pit.

His body, like that of a Vicious Beast, instantly vanished from its original spot, whipping up a violent hurricane.

So fast!

Yin Qianji's massive body actually possessed a speed significantly faster than others in the same realm, which was somewhat unexpected for Xia Jin.

Xia Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and his figure shifted slightly to the side.

A pitch-black saber light whistled past his cheek, the sharp saber wind even slicing off a strand of his flowing long hair, which drifted gently to the ground.

"Hahaha! Not bad! You dodged quite quickly! Just now, I almost split you in two."

Yin Qianji's wild laughter came from all directions; his rapid speed suddenly created many of his figures around Xia Jin. The five-meter-long great saber, wielded incessantly with horizontal slashes and vertical chops, filled the entire Battle Arena with saber shadows in an instant.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Saber after saber, the ground of the Battle Arena constantly exploded, sending gravel flying.

However, Xia Jin remained as motionless as a mountain. But upon closer inspection, it wasn't that he wasn't moving, but that he was moving so fast, choosing only the slightest evasive maneuvers amidst the dense saber light, that it looked as if he were standing still.

The opponent's incessantly wielded great saber couldn't harm him in the slightest. Xia Jin observed Yin Qianji's saber technique patterns without any emotional fluctuation.

After a dozen or so moves, he had already grasped most of the opponent's background.

This person was indeed formidable; relying solely on Physical Body strength to reach this level of speed and power, he truly had few rivals among all Heaven-Class Disciples.

But that was all.

"It seems you are just all talk!?" Xia Jin shook his head, appearing somewhat disappointed. "I recall you being called a Vicious Beast in human form by them? How can you not even touch my Physical Body!?"

Xia Jin's mocking words caused Yin Qianji to immediately withdraw his saber and stand still, his wild laughter subsiding and being replaced by a gloomy expression.

"Kid, what's the point of just dodging? If you have guts, go head-to-head with me!?" Yin Qianji let out a low roar.

"Hmph! Head-to-head!? Is your brain burnt out? Why would I play hard when I can just win!?" Xia Jin sneered, pointing at the other's head. "However, I can give you a chance today. Come, I won't dodge this time; let's see what you can do to me."

"You said it! Don't go dodging again later!!"

Yin Qianji's mouth curled slightly upward, a look of successful scheming flashing in his eyes.

He punched his own chest directly, and golden patterns spread rapidly from his chest across his entire body, covering him densely.

At the same time, Yin Qianji's body expanded once again!

His body, already as sturdy as a mountain, grew another size larger; his muscles bulged, veins popped, and his entire being emitted an almost tangible aura of ferocity.

"To be able to force me to use the Golden Pattern Battle Body, you can be proud even in death!"

Yin Qianji took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.

The next second, his figure vanished, leaving behind a golden afterimage.

The saber light flared, illuminating the entire Battle Arena.

This strike was as fast as lightning! As heavy as a collapsing mountain!

Xia Jin's eyes narrowed, his arms crossing to protect his front.

"Clang!"

After a loud bang, Xia Jin was actually forced backward by this strike.

His feet sank into the ground, leaving two deep trenches as he slid back for several dozen zhang, only stopping when he reached the edge of the Battle Arena.

"Hm!? This strike actually has some strength." Xia Jin lowered his arms from above his head and looked down at his wrists.

There, a bloodstain had appeared, and a few beads of blood had even seeped out.

Injured?

Xia Jin looked at that bloodstain, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Having won eighteen consecutive matches against Heaven-Class Disciples, no one had ever been able to injure him; this Yin Qianji being ranked fourth could be considered to have some ability.

He raised his head, his eyes finally becoming a bit more serious.

At this moment, Yin Qianji opposite him frowned.

He looked down at the chip in the long saber in his hand, then looked at Xia Jin standing at the edge of the Battle Arena, a trace of shock flashing across his face.

"This... how is this possible?"

He knew the power of his strike better than anyone.

Under the Golden Pattern Battle Body, his strength and speed had more than tripled; against this strike, even Fan Wujiu, who was ranked third, would choose to avoid its edge.

Yet that newcomer had only suffered some superficial flesh wounds? Not even breaking a bone?

What kind of Physical Body is this!? Calling himself a "Vicious Beast in human form," I'm afraid the other party is more deserving of this title than I am.

"Is this all you've got?"

"Still a Vicious Beast in human form? Hmph!..." Xia Jin slowly lowered his arms, seeming somewhat disappointed. "Forget it, I can't be bothered to play with you anymore."

Following that, a Sun Mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Immediately after, a halo of light emerged behind him, enveloping him within three feet, making him appear as if a deity had descended.

This wasn't over yet. Hum!

A second halo of light followed immediately!

This halo expanded to a radius of three zhang, and upon it, one could faintly see mountains, rivers, sun, and moon revolving, with stars flickering and alternating, as if it contained a miniature world.

But this still hadn't ended. Hum!!

A third halo of light soared into the sky!

That halo shot straight into the sky, instantly expanding to a radius of several dozen zhang, radiating boundless light, so blinding that one could not look directly at it!

Three halos appeared simultaneously! The heavens and earth changed color!

At this moment, the entire Battle Arena was shrouded under the terrifying pressure radiated by Xia Jin.

Xia Jin slowly raised his head.

Those eyes had now turned purely golden.

Golden pupils, as cold as a deity looking down upon the common people, gazed indifferently at Yin Qianji in the distance.

This pressure alone made Yin Qianji uncontrollably take one step back. Two steps. Three steps.

With every step he retreated, he felt his stature shrink by a fraction, and his spine bend a little more.

The five-meter-long giant blade, which was usually as light as a feather in his hands, was now so heavy that he could barely hold onto it.

Yin Qianji's expression darkened completely.