"How could this be?" Dumbfounded gazes and surprised voices became the only scenery on the field.
Tens of thousands of clansmen of the Feng Clan watched the changes in the clan ranking competition with their mouths wide open, unable to close for a long time.
It wasn't that they weren't calm, but the situation had changed too much.
Feng Li, who was known for his powerful blade techniques, had his blade shattered and was forced to retreat.
Just a moment ago, Feng Jinpeng had been pretending to be a golden-winged roc in the sky. Now, he was like a dead bird in someone's hand. He no longer had the strength to resist.
Two great geniuses of the clan had been defeated by Feng Lin.
Could it really be possible for him to sweep away the other top ten contestants by himself?
This was no longer possible!
It was inevitable!
Once Feng Lin rose up, it would be like he soared up into the sky in a single bound. He left behind an indomitable sense of tyranny and could be said to be invincible.
Feng Jinpeng's face was filled with grievance as he was being held in such a humiliating manner, as if he was being held up by a child.
As the eldest grandson of the clan leader, he grew up surrounded by flattery. His talent was also outstanding, so how could he face such humiliation?
Wings of the Golden Roc!
He spread open his arms like a great roc spreading its wings, ruthlessly smashing out toward Feng Lin's chest. The wind blades were like blades, transforming into the shape of feathers and shooting over like rain.
Bang, bang, bang!
In an instant, over ten palm strikes landed on Feng Lin's chest, but it was like they had slammed onto an iron plate. Loud banging sounds rang out, but Feng Lin wasn't injured in the slightest.
Feng Lin lowered his head and smiled.
This palm technique was not bad, but it was a pity that it was useless.
Seeing that Feng Jinpeng wasn't being honest, Feng Lin twisted his hand.
Feng Jinpeng cried out miserably. His wrist released a kacha sound, already dislocated, powerlessly hanging down. He couldn't move his hands or feet anymore.
"Are you finally obedient?" Feng Lin smiled. He walked to the side of the arena and casually tossed him down.
Feng Jinpeng let out a miserable cry and was eliminated just like that.
Feng Lin's seemingly casual action caused the others to be stunned.
Feng Lin and Feng Jinpeng were undoubtedly the two strongest among them, and they had the chance to become the top geniuses in the clan's ranking competition. But now, both of them had been defeated by Feng Lin, and their hopes of becoming the champion had completely vanished.
Even these two people couldn't win, let alone them!
Boundless fear rose in their hearts as they stared at the terrifying figure standing there like a god or a devil.
Feng Lin only gave them one feeling. Invincible!
We can't win!
Their hearts wavered, and their hands involuntarily slowed down.
The torrent of energy blasted out unceasingly, slamming into Feng Lin's chest, causing sparks to appear.
Feng Lin's clothes were torn apart, revealing his lean and streamlined muscles. His skin had a faint jade-like color and was covered in fine veins, as though it was forged from jade.
He actually withstood the impact of the energy and approached.
Diamond Dragon Claw.
Feng Lin's fingers were like hooks, slashing out streams of sharp claw force that had the power to break rocks and shatter metal.
Those people couldn't dodge in time, and their clothes were torn, leaving behind obvious bloodstains.
The Vajra Subduing Devil Fist was an elementary low-level martial art. To be able to display such power, it was already not the slightest bit inferior to the original version.
After all, the Vajra Gene was only a high-grade primeval gene. Its strengthening effect on the body was far inferior to the Stone Monkey Gene.
The claw energy tore through the air. Claw shadows filled the sky and tore the air apart.
Feng Lin was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, not putting up any defenses at all. A single defense could break through all techniques, causing all the moves of these people to be rendered useless.
On the contrary, the bodies of these people were extremely weak. They basically couldn't withstand a single claw force from Feng Lin. Their bodies were covered in claw wounds and were drenched in blood.
There were no excessive tricks, it was a complete suppression of strength.
"We can't continue like this!" The remaining six participants exchanged mutual glances as their countenances turned ashen.
If so many of them joined forces and were swept away by a single person, it would truly be too embarrassing.
Even if they obtained a very high ranking, it would be meaningless.
Others would only remember that they were just an insignificant number among those who had been defeated by Feng Lin.
They became interstellar cultivators at such a young age and were all geniuses of their clans. Who would be willing to become a stepping stone for others?
Although the six of them didn't discuss, they instantly came to an agreement and acted together!
Genetic energy gushed forth from their hands, not holding back at all.
Water, fire, earth, metal, wind, thunder … All sorts of energies intersected in the air.
Their faces flushed red as they used all their strength to forcefully compress these energies together, eventually forming a dark sphere.
Zi zi zi!
Streaks of black electricity shot out from it, terrifying and bizarre.
The atmosphere in the air turned strange as the temperature rose rapidly.
Feng Lin's expression was solemn. He could feel a great threat from this dark energy sphere.
After all, these people weren't weaklings. When they joined forces, their methods were extraordinary and posed a great threat to Feng Lin.
This was good as well!
Only by defeating them head-on would they be convinced and have nothing to say.
Feng Lin also unleashed his strongest attack. His hands rapidly formed seals, and his fingers formed a sword as he pointed out. A sharp sword intent permeated the air, like a formless force that wanted to slash everything in front of him into two.
Immortal Slaying Sword Imprint!
It seemed like an ordinary stab, but the muscles on his fingers trembled rapidly, triggering a sharp force. The finger sword pierced out like a flying immortal from the heavens, capable of slaying immortals and destroying gods.
BOOM!
The dark energy sphere blasted over.
Chi!
Feng Lin's entire person transformed into a divine sword. His body soared through the air and pierced out. Sharp sword qi burst forth from his sword fingers as all the strength in his body condensed into a single point. He was like an ancient sword immortal, riding a sword from a thousand miles away to take the head of his opponent.
"What martial art is this?" On the high platform, the devilish man stood up and stared at this scene. For the first time, his lazy expression became extremely heavy.
At this moment, the dark energy sphere collided with the sword imprint and instantly exploded, forming violent energy shockwaves that spread out in all directions.
Everyone's silhouettes were engulfed by the shockwaves and could no longer be seen clearly.
The people of the Feng Clan couldn't help but stand up, their gazes locked onto the movements in the arena.
The final battle would be decided with this one strike!
Who would win and who would lose would be revealed!
In the end …
Who would win?!
Chi!
A sharp sound pierced through the air.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the middle of the dark energy sphere and it was instantly split into two.
A figure shot out from it. His clothes were charred and tattered, but his exposed skin was still as smooth as jade. There were no injuries at all.
Who else could it be other than Feng Lin?
Feng Lin's gaze swept over and his sword fingers slashed out, leaving behind a graceful arc. It was sharp and graceful, like the horns of an antelope. It was extremely wondrous.
For a time, the only thing left in everyone's eyes was the arc of the sword move.
Chi!
The sword qi swept out, sweeping everything in its path.
The six people couldn't dodge in time and were all struck, falling miserably.
Herculean Vajra Palm!
Feng Lin's fingers turned into palms and continuously struck out in the air.
A majestic force blasted out through the air.
The Mountain Hitting Bull Force.
The six people seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. Their bodies were flung out like sandbags and fell heavily onto the ground.
The entire place fell silent.
For a time, only Feng Lin was left standing on the vast arena. He looked around at everyone and exuded an invincible aura.
Feng Lin lowered his eyes, taking in the fear, terror, and astonishment in those people's eyes.
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