"Because you're the War God?"
Xing Tian, who was referred to as the War God of the ancient Celestial Court, faltered slightly before murmuring to himself.
"That's right!" An Lin replied with a serious expression, but he added in his heart, I'm the man who owns the War God System.
"Hahahaha …" Xing Tian suddenly chortled with glee as boundless battle intent erupted from his body again. "Only by remaining undefeated can one be called a War God, but you're going to be defeated by me!"
He made an ancient seal with his hands, and the dark abyss on the ground suddenly surged to form a shadow vortex.
"Abyssal Gravity!"
Boom! An extremely terrifying gravitational force erupted from the darkness on the ground.
An Lin felt as if his entire body was about to be sucked into the darkness as his muscles and bones creaked and creaked under the immense force.
The gravitational force emanating from the abyss was extremely terrifying, but An Lin was still standing.
Xing Tian gripped his hand, and a crimson ax imbued with boundless killing intent materialized before flying toward An Lin.
An Lin drew lightning from his fingertips, and a bolt of Golden Void Lightning imbued with the power to destroy space crashed toward Xing Tian's head.
In the blink of an eye, Xing Tian's crimson ax pierced through space and struck the bolt of golden lightning, instantly shattering it before crashing down upon An Lin!
An Lin made no attempt to evade. In reality, he was unable to evade Xing Tian's attack in the face of the terrifying abyssal gravity.
The crimson ax fell upon An Lin's chest, and An Lin made no attempt to parry it. Instead, he relied on his thick skin to unleash a fist upon Xing Tian's handsome face.
Boom! An Lin was knocked flying by the crimson ax, and Xing Tian was also knocked back a few steps by An Lin's fist. A fist imprint appeared on his face, and blood seeped from the corner of his lips.
An Lin stood up again, panting heavily, but his eyes were extremely bright, and his battle intent was still as high as ever.
Xing Tian's lips twitched, and he pounced toward An Lin again as his crimson ax fell with an enraged roar.
An Lin also transformed into a man of few words, and he swung his fist toward Xing Tian's handsome face with golden light revolving around it.
Rumble! An Lin was knocked flying by the crimson ax again, and his body crashed into the wall of the Immortal Spirit Tower like a cannonball, causing the spell formation to tremor violently. Xing Tian was also knocked dizzy by the punch and fell to the ground.
"Why are you still slapping my face?!" Xing Tian was both shocked and enraged as he rubbed his pretty face that was about to swell up.
An Lin looked at him speechlessly. "It's none of your business where I hit you!"
"F * ck!" Xing Tian cursed as he swung his crimson axe toward An Lin.
In fact, after the two of them had gone through two earth-shattering battles, they had already run out of energy, so they could no longer unleash those earth-shattering spells.
Xing Tian might have more energy left, but An Lin's skin was thick!
Just like that, the two of them began to fight hand-to-hand again. The battle scene was extremely tragic.
An Lin was like a cockroach that couldn't be killed. No matter how fierce the attack was, he could stand up again.
Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, thousands of students were watching with rapt attention and passion. Some of them had even unconsciously clenched their fists as they stared at the indestructible figure on the screen with scorching reverence and reverence on their faces.
Even a lazy bum like Tang Ximen's blood was boiling with excitement.
Bai Zhong was also watching intently. An Lin's battle had truly struck a chord in his heart.
That powerful physique, that unyielding battle intent … He had thought that An Lin was biting off more than he could chew, but thinking back now, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Just as everyone's attention was focused on the battle between the two War Gods, on the eighty-fourth level, Su Qianyun, who had already passed the trial, stood rooted to the spot with a blank expression.
She pouted as she murmured to herself, "Huh? How am I supposed to get out of here? Where's that grandpa? What should I do now? "
She looked around at the empty space around her, but there was nothing she could do.
Her power had been restricted, so she was unable to break through the Immortal Spirit Tower's protective barrier and could only remain trapped within.
Su Qianyun heaved a forlorn sigh as she continued to stare blankly into space while grumbling to herself.
"Atchoo!" Bai Zhong suddenly sneezed.
Hmm? Is someone thinking about me?
He thought to himself with a perplexed expression before shaking that thought aside as he continued to watch the battle unfold on the ninety-eighth level with excitement and anticipation.
The battle between An Lin and Xing Tian had already progressed to the climax of melee combat.
In order to conserve his energy, Xing Tian had even withdrawn his abyssal domain and crimson axe as he swung his fists toward An Lin. This was a slap to the face!
As for what vendetta he had against An Lin …
Everyone could see that Xing Tian's face was now swollen and swollen like a pig's head.
Thump thump thump … bang bang bang … clatter clatter clatter … puff puff puff …
An Lin launched a fist toward Xing Tian's eye, while Xing Tian launched a fist toward An Lin's face.
Both of them stumbled back a few steps in a daze.
Xing Tian felt like his vision was a little blurry, and he pointed at An Lin with an enraged expression. "Aren't you going to slap my face? Why are you attacking my eye now?!"
An Lin shook his slightly dizzy head and replied with an apologetic expression, "You hit me in the eye? Sorry, I didn't notice … "
After saying that, he clenched his fist again and put on a punching posture. "Again!"
Again? Xing Tian was a little flustered for some reason upon hearing this.
He looked at An Lin with a serious expression, and he could sense the boundless battle intent emanating from An Lin's body. This was indeed the potential that a War God should possess. At this point, Xing Tian had no choice but to admit that An Lin really was a formidable foe!
He turned to look at An Lin's handsome face again. It had been bashed so many times, but it still wasn't swollen …
This wasn't fair! Why was An Lin still unscathed even though his face had been disfigured?!
Xing Tian pointed at An Lin and asked in a cold voice, "What kind of constitution do you have? Could it be that you've received the inheritance of the Xuan Wu, or that you possess the bloodline of the Xuan Wu or the Xuan Wu?! "
His words echoed the question in everyone's mind.
An Lin's chest constricted upon hearing this, and he raised his head with a serious expression. "I have the body of the War God!"
Xing Tian's lips twitched. "Are you trying to fool me again? Is your obsession with the War God that strong? "
An Lin replied with a resigned expression, "I'm not lying to you!"
No one believed the truth these days.
"Alright, let's decide the final victor now!" Xing Tian didn't waste any more words as he began to circulate all of his power.
He knew that he couldn't drag this out any longer. An Lin's body was far more powerful than he had anticipated, and a battle of attrition was clearly not going to work. He had to use his most powerful attack to end this battle as quickly as possible!
Crimson energy enshrouded his hands as an inky-black spear appeared in his hands.
Boundless abyssal aura erupted forth in a frenzy as the spear that was imbued with all of Xing Tian's power appeared.
An Lin's heart jolted as an extremely powerful sense of impending doom swept through his entire body.
"Abyssal Spear!" Xing Tian stepped forward, and his body was as fast as lightning as the Abyssal Spear in his hands shot forth like a bolt of black lightning before instantly striking An Lin's chest.
An Lin's fist was enshrouded with a golden light as he launched another punch toward Xing Tian's face.
Crack …
The black spear struck An Lin's chest, upon which an extremely sharp screeching sound erupted, as if it were trying to puncture his entire heart. At the same time, An Lin's golden fist also landed on Xing Tian's swollen face.
Boom!
Boundless abyssal power of darkness once again filled the entire space.
All of the students outside the Immortal Spirit Tower were greeted by the sight of a black screen.
When the image appeared again, it was a scene of both of them lying on the ground.
Who had won?
Thousands of students' eyes widened, and they were so nervous that they forgot to breathe.
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