It appeared! That unparalleled starlight!
When the crowd saw this, they all cried out in alarm. They turned to Lin Xuan, wondering if he could possibly withstand it.
The mbers of Wangyue Pavilion grew tense. Soone even shouted, "Lin Xuan, dodge! Don’t try to block it head-on!"
The people from Star Pavilion sneered. "It’s too late to dodge now. Just watch. He’s bound to lose."
The mbers of the Purple Mist Pavilion gasped. "Why isn’t he dodging?" They saw Lin Xuan standing his ground, showing no intention of dodging whatsoever.
The people of the Heavenly Sun Pavilion snorted coldly. "Idiot. Does he really intend to block it head-on?"
Lin Xuan indeed did not dodge. He watched the incoming starlight, extended his palm, and slapped forward. The Dragon Vein within him stirred, and Dragon Power began to erge.
Lin Xuan struck with his palm.
Eight Desolates Palm.
This palm strike was unstoppable, sweeping across the eight desolates.
BOOM!
The next mont, the Eight Desolates Palm collided with the starlight, unleashing a thunderous roar. The brilliant starlight was actually blocked.
What? How was that possible? When everyone saw this, they were dumbfounded. They never expected that such terrifying starlight could be blocked. This Lin Xuan was simply too powerful!
Even the elders took a sharp breath. This kid’s physique is simply heaven-defying. To withstand the Seven Star Gourd barehanded is truly incredible.
But that wasn’t all. Lin Xuan’s left hand also shot out, striking forward with another Eight Desolates Palm. This palm swept across heaven and earth, and the entire arena seed to shake violently. The sight made countless people’s skin crawl; they felt a mortal danger from this attack.
The hairs on Wu Ming’s entire body stood on end. He too felt a fatal crisis looming, but he did not flee. Instead, he roared furiously, pouring every last bit of his remaining Spiritual Power into the gourd.
"Kill!"
The gourd blazed with light as another beam of starlight shot out. With a thunderous boom, the two attacks collided, and Lin Xuan’s palm was stopped.
When Wu Ming saw this, he was overjoyed. Excellent! Now it’s my turn to counterattack!
Lin Xuan, on the other hand, was surprised. This gourd is indeed extraordinary, he thought. But so what?
The next mont, he struck out with both palms, sweeping across the world and blasting the starlight away. He then reached out and snatched the Seven Star Gourd. Lin Xuan gripped it firmly, and with a wave of his arm, he wrenched the gourd from Wu Ming’s control.
"No! Give it back to !" Wu Ming roared.
He unleashed the Thunderous Palm and charged forward. Using the Seven Star Gourd repeatedly had taken a massive toll on him. He had exhausted too much power to use it again, but he absolutely could not lose the gourd. He had to get it back.
"Get lost!" Lin Xuan barked, striking out with his palm.
The two palms collided. Wu Ming was instantly sent flying. He coughed up mouthfuls of blood, falling like a kite with a severed string.
How is this possible?
The spectating disciples were dumbfounded by this scene. They never imagined that without the Seven Star Gourd, Wu Ming couldn’t even withstand a single one of Lin Xuan’s moves. He was blown away in an instant. It was too unbelievable.
Is Lin Xuan’s strength really that great? Has he already surpassed the average one-star Martial General? It seems he might have really defeated Sun Hao before after all.
It was heaven-defying. Truly heaven-defying!
Wu Ming crashed onto the arena floor, spitting up blood. He felt as if his body was about to split apart, and the pain nearly made him pass out.
Have I lost? How did it co to this? Even after breaking through to beco a one-star Martial General, am I still so weak? He was broken, unable to accept the reality of his defeat.
The people from Star Pavilion were stunned.
The Heavenly Sun Pavilion was shocked.
The mbers of Purple Mist Pavilion were dumbfounded. Now they understood why Feng Qingxue had conceded. Even if she had fought, she would have been no match for him. Lin Xuan was too strong, completely on a level above them.
"Wind Fairy, I misunderstood you. I apologize."
"Yes, Wind Fairy. We’re sorry, we misjudged you."
At this mont, they all began to apologize.
Elder Qiushui was also filled with emotion. It seed her disciple hadn’t betrayed them after all; she had been the one to misunderstand.
"It’s nothing. I don’t bla you," Feng Qingxue said, shaking her head. "Lin Xuan’s strength is simply heaven-defying. It’s only normal that you didn’t believe it.
"To be honest, I didn’t believe it at first either."
「On Wangyue Pavilion’s side.」
Everyone grew excited.
He won!
Lin Xuan won!
Lin Xuan really won!
"Hahaha, this is wonderful!"
They cheered with excitent. Truth be told, they hadn’t held out much hope before. After all, Wangyue Pavilion had been at the bottom of the rankings for many years. But against all expectations, Lin Xuan had actually won!
Even the elders were sighing with emotion. The rise of their Wangyue Pavilion was actually dependent on a Heaven-Forsaken! It was truly unbelievable.
Elder Feng’s eyes were as wide as saucers, his mouth agape as if he could swallow an egg. He had misjudged. He had completely and utterly misjudged.
The Dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy had a wry smile on his face. Lin Xuan’s talent was imnse, but it was a pity he couldn’t break through to the Martial General realm. The heavens were truly playing a cruel joke on their Heavenly Dao Academy.
"Alas, what a twist of fate!" he sighed helplessly. Lin Xuan was perfect in every way, except that he could never beco a Martial General.
"Impossible! How could you have blocked the Seven Star Gourd?" Wu Ming roared madly, unable to accept it. With the power of the Seven Star Gourd, only a two-star Martial General should have been able to withstand it. How could that kid possibly block it? How can you fight across so many realms? You’re just a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist! How can you possess such power?
"A Ninth-Grade Martial Artist?" Lin Xuan sneered. "Who told you I was a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist?"
"If you’re not a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist, then what are you? A Martial General? Are you dreaming?" Wu Ming refused to believe it.
The others didn’t believe it either.
Lin Xuan said coldly, "Then open your eyes and see for yourself what my true cultivation level is."
Lin Xuan took a step forward, and the power within him erupted. A tyrannical aura swept out. This ti, he no longer hid his strength. The Spiritual Power around his body churned into a storm, sweeping across the arena. The force of the blast sent the crowd stumbling backward. The disciples retreated several steps before managing to steady themselves, their faces masks of astonishnt.
What terrifying power!
The elders were also incredibly shocked.
Elder Zhou exclaid, "Heavens, how is this possible!"
Elder Zhao was stunned. "This... this aura is...?"
The refereeing elder’s eyes widened. Am I sensing this correctly?
Elder Feng leaped to his feet. "A one-star Martial General! That’s the aura of a one-star Martial General! You... you broke through and beca a one-star Martial General?"
"How is that possible? But aren’t you a Heaven-Forsaken? How could you break through?"
He was going insane. At that mont, he felt like he was losing his mind.
Hearing this, the entire crowd erupted in an uproar. What? Lin Xuan was also a one-star Martial General! He had actually broken through? They were completely and utterly shocked!
The Dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy shot to his feet. His figure flickered, instantly traversing the space to appear in front of Lin Xuan. He pressed his palm on Lin Xuan’s shoulder and began to sense his condition carefully.
Lin Xuan was startled, but the big black dog’s voice echoed in his mind. "Don’t be afraid. He can’t detect the Dragon Vein inside you."
Hearing this, Lin Xuan relaxed.
All eyes were fixed on the arena, focused on the Dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy. A mont later, the Dean retracted his palm, his voice filled with disbelief as he exclaid, "You... you really broke through and beca a Martial General?"
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