On the arena.
Lin Zheyu was speechless at Luo Manghan’s behavior; he wanted to try winning against Luo Manghan without using the Golden Swan Skill, relying solely on the Great Power Vajra Fist and honed combat awareness.
Unexpectedly, that guy conceded directly.
Such cowardly behavior really doesn’t match his nickna of "Manghan".
"Mr. Lin, do you need a break?"
A crisp voice rang out, the routine inquiry for each battle.
The referee was a sweet-looking girl with a ponytail and two adorable dimples when she smiled.
"No need."
"Can I challenge soone by na?" Lin Zheyu asked.
"You can, but the other party must accept."
"Alright."
Lin Zheyu nodded his head and glanced around, looking toward Heng Qiming.
"Mr. Qiming, please grace with a match?" Lin Zheyu said casually.
Heng Qiming was slightly taken aback, but maintained his stern expression.
He tightened his grip on the saber, his montum suddenly surged, and he replied calmly, "Why not!"
"Haha!"
Huang Youwei laughed twice excitedly upon hearing Heng Qiming’s acceptance.
He had just been worried Heng Qiming would evade the battle and prepared to use words to provoke him. To his surprise, Heng Qiming was so straightforward.
"It’s starting, finally starting!"
Deng An looked toward the arena eagerly, curious about who would win between Lin Zheyu and Heng Qiming.
...
"This new True Disciple of Infinite Sect, his ambition is not small, challenging Heng Qiming directly, knowing he’s a genius Martial Artist on the Hidden Dragon List!"
"Very bold, I’ve heard he’s a wild Martial Artist recruited from outside, joined Infinite Sect less than three months ago, likely can’t beat Heng Qiming."
"I think so too."
The audience below started discussing, not many were optimistic about Lin Zheyu.
They acknowledged Lin Zheyu’s talent might be strong, but having joined Infinite Sect such a short ti, without good training previously, how strong could he be?
Probably just around Luo Manghan’s level.
To compare with a master like Heng Qiming on the Hidden Dragon List, it would take years of dedicated cultivation.
Whoosh~
Heng Qiming leapt onto the stage, his figure floated like a feather, landing lightly, demonstrating impressive Lightweight Skill.
The two exchanged fist salute.
"Mr. Qiming, please."
Lin Zheyu smiled and made an inviting gesture.
"My Saber Skill is aggressive and domineering, when I fight passionately, I might not hold back, if Mr. Lin gets hurt, I beg your understanding." Heng Qiming said calmly.
His cultivation of Haoyang Celestial Blade, this Saber Skill is extrely powerful, when fought passionately, he really can’t hold back.
"In martial arts, bumps and injuries are common, Mr. Qiming needn’t worry." Lin Zheyu chuckled.
He slowly got into stance, Qi Blood surged within him, emanating a powerful and domineering aura.
At the sa ti, Turtle Breath True Intent operated, his mind was serene.
Turtle Breath and Tyrannical, two different True Intents, perfectly combined.
Great Power Vajra Fist emphasizes a compassionate mind, possessing Vajra Power, the Visualization Map of the fist’s diagram, helped him combine these two disparate True Intents effectively.
Bang!
Lin Zheyu’s foot exerted force, shooting forward.
The terrifying power erupted, raising his speed to an astonishing level, reaching Heng Qiming in the blink of an eye.
Faced with Lin Zheyu’s fierce attack, Heng Qiming was expressionless.
His right arm holding the saber bulged with veins, muscles intertwined like steel, looking nacing and terrifying.
Whoosh——
The saber glead, the blade cut through space, slashing toward Lin Zheyu like lightning, faster than when Luo Dinglong had swung.
As the long saber chopped, several strong True Intent auras instantly surged from Heng Qiming, controlled and fused into one.
Attached to the blade, like an invisible Saber Intent, it crushed toward Lin Zheyu, targeting his spirit.
Clang!
The fist and blade clashed, producing a loud hum, terrifying air ripples spread from the two as the center, expanding outward.
Feeling the extrely sharp True Intent, like an invisible great blade chopping toward his spirit, Lin Zheyu’s brows furrowed, he prepared himself.
Heng Qiming’s use of True Intent is stronger than any Martial Artist Lin Zheyu has encountered, the invisible True Intent actually condensed into Saber Intent, directly chopping toward his spirit will.
This thod, even he hasn’t mastered.
Lin Zheyu’s exposure to True Intent has been too short, cultivating only ordinary Martial Arts Skills, without even Visualization Maps let alone various True Intent techniques.
Whoosh——
The Saber Intent accompanied the blade, the invisible Saber Intent was faster than the blade speed, almost impossible to avoid, only using True Intent to block.
Lin Zheyu frowned, controlled Tyrannical True Intent and Turtle Breath True Intent, condensed into two defensive layers, took the opponent’s Saber Intent attack directly.
"Hmm?"
"Just this?"
Lin Zheyu’s face showed a surprised expression.
He thought it was an exceptional attack, didn’t expect it would have such a limited effect.
The Saber Intent condensed from multiple True Intents, slashed at his spirit will, like a blade hitting indestructible alloy, didn’t even break the outermost True Intent protective layer.
Lin Zheyu’s spirit will is too tenacious, enduring countless extre training, dozens to hundreds of Source Power enhancents, experiencing torturous trials.
His spirit will had been tempered like steel long ago.
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