65: Crushing again

Whoosh—

The strong wind rushed at Lin Yan's face as he ran at high speed, blowing his black hair into a messy flutter.

When he leaped onto the fourth arena, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his bright eyes.

With a "boom," light flickered through his meridians, and his Aura surged out violently.

What?!

Ying Chao, bearing the brunt of it, had his pupils shrink slightly.

Rank four, level nine!!

Before he had time to think, Lin Yan had already stepped on the edge of the arena and leaped straight toward him.

The youth clenched his fist, his body fully stretched out; the air rippled under his punch as if it were being torn apart.

Ying Chao gritted his teeth and swung his spear, thrusting forward with a fierce Aura.

Ding—!

The tip of the spear collided with the fist, unexpectedly producing a crisp, metallic sound.

"You..."

Ying Chao's expression changed drastically.

A massive force instantly surged through his body from the long spear in his hand.

Bang—!

Lin Yan landed on the arena.

Ying Chao spat out blood and flew backward.

"He... he he he..."

Everyone watching gaped.

"Rank four, level nine, holy shit!"

"He was holding back yesterday!!"

"At rank four level six, he had the invincible combat power of rank five level three, then rank four level nine...?!"

In the Martial Pavilion, Ping Cang grabbed the armrest in front of him, his eyes trembling slightly.

Not good!

The expressions of several high-level officials from Magic Martial behind him shifted repeatedly.

It's over!

None of this affected Lin Yan, who was already charging forward again.

Bang—!

He stomped on the ground, his body leaping up again like an arrow leaving a bowstring.

Arena number two.

Riiiip—!

A loud explosive sound.

Shangguan Wu clenched his fists, and his shirt was instantly shattered, revealing a body of sturdy muscles.

"Lin Yan!!"

He roared, his voice echoing throughout the entire venue.

A pair of giant hammers glinting with cold light instantly appeared in his hands, swinging violently forward.

"Haha, good timing!!"

Lin Yan, mid-air, burst into laughter.

The heavenly emperor halberd instantly appeared in his hand.

Mount Tai Press, Downward Cleave!

Boom—!

A deafening sound of collision rang out.

Everyone's eyes trembled.

Shangguan Wu knelt on one knee, his sturdy muscles covered in shocking bloodstains.

"Cough... puff...!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

"You... won..."

The words fell like a murmur.

His hands, which were supporting him on the ground with the hammers, could no longer hold up, and his body collapsed heavily onto the arena.

"Wuwu..."

Sobbing sounds rose from the spectator circle.

"Senior Shangguan Wu has also been defeated..."

"Too strong! He's really too strong!"

"Senior Shangguan Wu, with a rank five level four cultivation, was beaten into a coma with just one strike of the halberd!"

"Senior Mu Baiyi..."

"Wuwu..., I don't dare to look!"

"This beast is simply unstoppable!"

"Our martial ranking list competition has completely become his personal exhibition match!"

Carrying the heavenly emperor halberd on his shoulder, Lin Yan walked step by step toward the edge of the arena, looking at the white silhouette on the opposite stage.

From beginning to end, his eyes were incredibly calm, like a pool of still water.

As if in response to his actions.

Clang—!

The crisp sound of a sword being drawn rang out, and a dazzling sword light shone from Mu Baiyi's hand.

Her bright eyes were as brilliant as stars as she quietly watched the Youth in Black opposite her.

Lin Yan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He suddenly stepped out and swung his halberd violently.

The fierce wind howled.

The sharp blade of the halberd glinted with cold light, echoing the youth's lightning-fast charge.

On the other side.

Mu Baiyi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly; the long sword in her hand was like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, carrying fierce Sword Qi as it slashed forward.

Cold lights intersected.

Sword and halberd collided.

Accompanied by a piercing sound of metal clashing.

"Hmph..."

Mu Baiyi groaned; her delicate body trembled slightly as she took several steps back.

Her face turned slightly pale.

But she didn't stop at all, immediately rushing forward a few steps and thrusting her sword.

Instantly.

Countless sword shadows suddenly appeared, and a powerful Aura flashed.

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

An earth extreme Low Grade Peak Martial Skill, huh?

His pupils flickered as he stepped forward and thrust his halberd.

In an instant.

The heavenly emperor halberd passed through the dense sword shadows without hindrance and struck the sword directly.

Ding—!

A crisp sound.

Mu Baiyi's expression changed.

How is this possible?!

He could actually find the flaw in the Light-Shadow Sword directly!!

There was no time to think; the brute force that had just pushed her back came from her sword again and quickly spread throughout her body.

Deng... deng deng deng... the continuous sound of footsteps hitting the ground rang out.

Mu Baiyi was once again blasted back several steps.

"Ugh.."

She immediately suppressed the sweet, metallic taste rising in her throat and looked up sharply at the motionless figure in front of her.

How to fight?

Her Martial Skill was seen through directly, and she was no match in terms of strength.

As if knowing what she was thinking.

The faint smile remained on Lin Yan's face.

"Rank five level five cultivation, bordering on the invincible combat power of rank five level six."

"As expected of the number one on Magic Martial's martial ranking list."

"But, it's still a little bit short."

A flash of anger crossed Mu Baiyi's face.

"You...!"

At this time, hearts were already breaking in the spectator circle and the distant Martial Pavilion.

She's not his match.

They could already tell from the brief exchange just now.

"It's over! Completely over!"

"Even Senior Mu Baiyi is no match for this beast!!"

Ping Cang, tightly gripping the armrest in front of him, had an incredibly ugly expression.

Rank four level nine cultivation, rank five level six invincible combat power.

This is this kid's full state!

He couldn't help but want to swear.

"You bastard!"

"Why isn't he in the Diwu University area?!"

"Go wreak havoc on Imperial Martial!"

"If that doesn't work, School or School would be fine too!"

"Why does it have to be in the East!"

"Get down by yourself."

Lin Yan raised the heavenly emperor halberd in his hand.

It was just a ranking battle for a spot in the Spirit Pool, but the pairs of red eyes and the pig-slaughtering howls in the distance made him feel like he really was some ultimate arch-villain.

That's what he thought.

But everyone who heard those words didn't think so.

"Fuck!"

The spectator circle broke into ghost-like wailing and wolf-like howling again.

"It's one thing for this beast to win, but he even has to taunt!"

"Senior Mu Baiyi, such a great School beauty, is being humiliated like this!"

"I fucking can't take it anymore!"

"Sigh."

"Brother, you'd better endure it."

"I'm afraid you'd be kicked all the way to the Martial Pavilion before you even got halfway."

Mu Baiyi's chest heaved violently, her high breasts trembling up and down with her breathing.

Her cold and elegant face was now incredibly flushed, as if it were about to bleed, and her eyes were filled with rage.

As the daughter of the Heavenly Extreme Mu Family in Magic City and someone who had always been the best among her peers, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

And he even told her to get down herself!

"Lin Yan!!"

A roar.

Mu Baiyi was like an enraged lion, charging forward like lightning.

Facing her disorganized swordsmanship, Lin Yan raised an eyebrow.

What's the situation? The change before and after is too great.

The thought flashed by.

Ding—!

He easily knocked away the incoming sword with one strike of his halberd.

Mu Baiyi stumbled and was about to turn around and swing her sword again.

Bang—!

A massive force struck her chest.

"Puff!"

Blood sprayed out, and her legs slid across the ground uncontrollably.

Before she could react.

The sound of feet stomping on the ground exploded.

Lin Yan stepped forward a few paces.

Lunge, Heart-Piercing Elbow.

Bang—!

Mu Baiyi's chest suffered another heavy blow, and she was instantly sent flying out of the arena.