"Do you think I need any evidence to prove it?"
Upon hearing Ling Chen’s words, everyone understood. Ling Chen didn’t care about evidence. Whether there was any or not, he was going to make an example of him today. More precisely, Ling Chen wanted to use the Heavenly chanism Pavilion as a way to establish his might. Everyone feared the Heavenly chanism Pavilion and dared not offend them. Since that was the case, Ling Chen wanted to show everyone that the Dragon Tiger Hall was not afraid of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion.
Facing Ling Chen’s storm-like attacks, Wang Hao constantly shifted positions to dodge Ling Chen’s steel fists. Since the battle at Yangxin Pavilion, almost half a year had passed. At that ti, Wang Hao was already an Earthly List expert, while Ling Chen was rely a Dragon List expert. However, with his versatile tactics, Ling Chen successfully defeated Wang Hao and claid victory.
Ever since that battle, Wang Hao hasn’t been reconciled. He felt it was his own mistake, and judged purely on personal strength, Ling Chen was far from his opponent.
Now, half a year later, as the two faced off again, Wang Hao found Ling Chen’s strength had improved rapidly, not much inferior to his own.
After dodging several waves of attacks from Ling Chen, Wang Hao’s expression darkened, and he coldly shouted, "Ling Chen, I’ve been lenient everywhere, don’t bla for being impolite if you continue to press like this."
"Why all the nonsense? Back at Yangxin Pavilion, you lost to and haven’t been convinced since. I’m giving you a chance today to see what you’re capable of." With those words, Ling Chen showed no signs of holding back, his attacks continuously and crazily pounced on Wang Hao.
Under Ling Chen’s fierce attack, Wang Hao retreated step by step, soon reaching the edge of the stage. In a sudden lunge, Ling Chen planted his feet on the ground, leveraged forward, his speed rapidly accelerating as he lashed a whip kick at Wang Hao’s neck.
As the violent wind struck, Wang Hao unhesitatingly tapped his hands lightly on the stage edge, his body bounced upward, landing steadily back onto the stage, avoiding Ling Chen’s deadly strike. Seeing Wang Hao retreat onto the stage, Ling Chen said nothing and imdiately pursued.
In a mont, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Ling Chen and Wang Hao. They were eager to see who was more outstanding between the Heavenly chanism Pavilion’s top disciple and Ling Chen. More interestingly, one was Su He’s apprentice, the other guided by Su He, both were considered disciples of the world’s top martial arts master. Setting everything else aside, this match was very intriguing.
As for Su He, he kept his eyes closed from beginning to end, sitting quietly as if the happenings around him were none of his concern.
On stage, Wang Hao took off his coat and threw it aside. Having lost to Ling Chen last ti, he couldn’t afford to lose again this ti. Not only did he want to win, he also aid to defeat Ling Chen thoroughly, to let everyone present know that the Heavenly chanism Pavilion was the true Martial Arts overlord.
"Ling Chen, since you’re courting death, I’ll fulfill your wish today."
Suddenly, Wang Hao tapped his foot, and his body instantly transford into a fleeting shadow, disappearing from Ling Chen’s sight. Seeing the opponent’s move, Ling Chen’s eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
Nine Yang Qiankun Step!
Unexpectedly, Su He had passed the Nine Yang Qiankun Step to Wang Hao. If it was before, Ling Chen could use the Nine Yang Qiankun Step to maneuver around Wang Hao and gain the upper hand. At present, having lost his only advantage coupled with slightly inferior strength to Wang Hao, defeating Wang Hao was undoubtedly a challenging task.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen cleared his mind, maintaining calm, his ears capturing the surrounding sounds. Since his eyes couldn’t detect Wang Hao’s position, he had to rely on his ears to discern the opponent’s location.
A surge of wind approached, as Ling Chen, waiting silently in place, swiftly rotated and punched out straight at Wang Hao’s body. However, before his fist could make contact, Ling Chen saw just a blur as Wang Hao disappeared once again.
Seeing this situation, Ling Chen couldn’t help but furrow his brows. This wouldn’t do, standing stationary like this was too passive, placing him at a disadvantage. Moreover, he had no thod to counter the Nine Yang Qiankun Step.
As thoughts raced through his mind, Wang Hao’s attack approached once more. This ti, Ling Chen didn’t calculate Wang Hao’s location nor defend. As shadows flitted, Ling Chen perford the Nine Yang Qiankun Step instantly. Seeing Ling Chen vanish before him, Wang Hao dared not be careless, watching the surroundings vigilantly. anwhile, the Nine Yang Qiankun Step danced beneath their feet, both transforming into fleeting shadows, swiftly moving across the stage.
Observing the changes on stage, the audience below felt as if their eyes were dazzled, unable to clearly discern Ling Chen’s and Wang Hao’s positions, only seeing two figures shifting left and right, indistinguishable from one another. Among the crowd, perhaps only Tong Zhentian and Su He could grasp all the changes on stage.
"Elder Tong, do you think Ling Cheng has a good chance of winning?" Qiu Yong asked.
"Hard to say," Tong Zhentian replied solemnly. "Speaking purely of strength, Wang Hao is definitely much more formidable than Ling Chen. Also, more importantly, Ling Chen’s skills were taught by Su He, aning his advantages are completely nullified in front of Wang Hao."
Upon hearing these words, Qiu Yong’s face darkened, worriedly saying, "Doesn’t that an Ling Cheng is in danger?"
"Don’t rush to a conclusion. Ling Chen isn’t a reckless person, surely he has so confidence to have acted this way. Let’s wait and see, he might surprise us."
As they spoke, Ling Chen and Wang Hao had been continuously moving on stage for over a minute. The Nine Yang Qiankun Step was indeed formidable, but the consumption was equally imnse. In comparison, Wang Hao could endure much longer than Ling Chen. After all, Wang Hao’s strength was considerably superior to Ling Chen’s.
Another half-minute passed, and finally, Ling Chen’s body began to gradually manifest. Prolonged use of the Nine Yang Qiankun Step rapidly depleted his energy. At this mont, he didn’t have much strength left to maintain it. Nonetheless, Wang Hao continued moving at high speed, with Ling Chen as his center, constantly shifting positions. Suddenly, a fleeting shadow flashed, and Wang Hao appeared behind Ling Chen.
Before Ling Chen could react, Wang Hao’s palms had already struck Ling Chen’s back, sending him flying away.
Smack!
A mouthful of fresh blood spat out, Ling Chen propped himself up on the floor with his hands, standing up again. Taking two deep breaths, Ling Chen spat out a mouthful of bloodied saliva, his pale face showing a hint of determination.
In the crowd, Nanrong Wanqing and Tang Shiyun held hands, watching Ling Chen without blinking, worry evident in their beautiful eyes.
"Xiaozhu, Ling Chen won’t be in trouble, will he?" Liu Xiyao was sowhat concerned. Originally thinking it was rely a straightforward ceremony, she hadn’t expected so many events, now even life was on the line.
Zhu Xiaozhu, somber in expression, said, "I’ve heard of Wang Hao; he’s incredibly formidable; Ling Chen might be in danger."
"What should we do then?" Tang Shiyun asked anxiously, "Should we... should we call the police?"
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