Shouted Luo Chen furiously. He raised his left hand and a gigantic golden hand condensed in the air and moved towards Xuan Yuan Mu's head. A powerful Buddhist Qi filled the air. It was different from deadly energy, but it was also very mysterious.
Lin Feng was just a bystander, but he was also a participant. He was probably going to compete against Luo Chen for the position of Holy Son. Every time Luo Chen attacked, Lin Feng could understand him better.
That gigantic golden hand looked like the arm of a gigantic Buddha. That hand contained a monstrous Qi. It looked ordinary but Lin Feng could sense that it contained an incredible amount of energy. Lin Feng had never sensed such a thing before.
The palm print covered the top of Xuanyuan Mu's head. It was like a mountain, but also like a boulder weighing tens of thousands of tons. It was very powerful. However, it was impossible for Xuanyuan Mu to fail. After all, Xuanyuan Mu's master was the Imperial Book. If the disciple of the Imperial Book only had these skills, it would be disappointing.
Xuanyuan Mu raised his hands to the sky and shouted in a low voice. Everyone felt a strong aura of earth spreading from Xuanyuan Mu's feet. This feeling of heaviness grew stronger and stronger. Xuanyuan Mu's whole body gradually spread a dark yellow dazzling light, and the image of a mountain condensed on his palms.
"Mount Tai Descends!" Xuanyuan Mu roared angrily. The mountains on his palms shot into the sky and instantly collided with Luo Chen's large hand. A loud sound spread throughout the entire Divine Sect, and the terrifying collision caused the air within dozens of miles to be blown away, turning it into a void.
The two of them destroyed everything within a radius of tens of li, but the two of them were fine. Luo Chen took a step forward and pointed at the sky. A golden beam of light shot out and disappeared, appearing before Xuanyuan Mu's chest and piercing through it without hesitation.
Before Xuan Yuanmu could react, or before he had a chance to make a move, the golden light penetrated his chest and shot out from his back.
Everybody looked nervous. That golden light didn't contain any dangerous Qi, it didn't contain any deadly Qi either. It was only special, it was extremely fast.
Xuan Yuan Mu was originally nervous, but after the light pierced through him, he didn't feel any pain. It was like nothing had happened. Xuan Yuan Mu didn't want to waste time. He raised his left hand and a weapon appeared in his hand. It was a walking stick.
Xuan Yuan Mu took a step forward and charged towards Luo Chen with his walking stick. He had to win this match.
"Three!"
What surprised everyone was that Luo Chen calmly stood in the center of the stage and extended three fingers.
Xuan Yuan Mu looked confused, not knowing what Luo Chen was doing. He ignored him and attacked seriously.
"Two!"
When Luo Chen changed his fingers into two, many people could already see it, including Lin Feng. Xuan Yuan Mu's pure energy was being drained away, it was as if someone had opened a hole in his body and all his energy was being drained away.
"One." Luo Chen counted to one with a faint smile on his face. He only had one finger left. Xuan Yuan Mu lost his balance and fell heavily onto the platform. The walking stick in his hand fell off the platform.
Xuan Yuan Mu's face was pale, and he clutched his chest, feeling the Origin Power disappearing from his body. He wanted to circulate it, but his meridians were in unbearable pain, as if he had been poisoned. But how many poisons could harm a deity?
"You've lost." Luo Chen glanced at Xuan Yuan Mu and smiled faintly. There was a hint of mockery and ridicule in his tone, as if everything was under his control.
Xuan Yuan Mu didn't want to admit defeat, but when he tried to circulate his strength, he felt as if his meridians had been broken. The pain was unbearable.
The Great Imperial Book was standing on the stage, looking indifferently at the scene. When Luo Chen had released his golden light, he had already known that his disciple had lost, but he hadn't thought that Luo Chen had hidden his strength so well. Luo Chen had been pretending to be low-key before. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have let him enter the finals.
Xuan Yuan Mu had lost and Luo Chen had won. That unknown, ordinary disciple had become a dark horse. Everybody was astonished.
"Luo Chen won, he will compete against Lin Feng." Fan Tian Gang looked at the Great Imperial Book calmly, as if he had already predicted everything.
Everybody was astonished by Luo Chen. Everybody had thought that Xuan Yuan Mu and Lin Feng would compete against each other, but that wasn't the case.
Fire Dance was sitting on a chair and looking at Lin Feng anxiously. She wanted to stand up and go to him, but there were so many people watching, so she didn't want Lin Feng to get into trouble.
The patriarch of the Purple Sword Sect and Xue Sha were looking at Luo Chen in a solemn way. They had the impression that he wasn't simple, maybe he had some secret he didn't want people to know.
Saint Yin of the Silver Holy Temple looked indifferent. He occasionally glanced at the fighting stage, but most of the time, he closed his eyes and meditated. Nothing here had anything to do with him.
Jin Shengjun from the Spirit Realm Temple looked at the battle platform curiously. His eyes were filled with an indescribable meaning. No one knew what he was going to do.
"Alright, everybody, quiet down."
Finally, Fan Tiangang finally spoke after the brief discussion drowned out the height of the platform. Everyone unconsciously shut their mouths when the Heavenly Dipper Sage spoke, and they all looked towards Fan Tiangang.
Fan Tian Gang looked solemn and respectful. He looked at Saint Sheng Hui and said, "Saint Sheng Hui, you will be in charge of their battles. This concerns the honor of the Saints."
"Alright, I will. Don't worry." Saint Sheng Hui nodded indifferently and smiled. It was the first time he had smiled in front of the crowd.
Sheng Hui glanced at the three Holy Sons beside him and finally walked off the high platform slowly, leaping onto the dueling ring.
Sheng Hui glanced at Lin Feng and then at Luo Chen. In the end, he said in a deep voice, "You two first compete against each other. I have an ancient cauldron here, whoever can destroy it with one punch will win the first round."
As Sheng Hui spoke, he swung his long robe and a golden light flashed. A huge cauldron appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
This was a large cauldron that was ten meters tall. It was completely made of copper and weighed more than a dozen tons. A person who could shatter it with a single punch would definitely have strong Origin Energy to be able to withstand the power of a single punch.
"Who's first? You two?" Sheng Hui looked at Lin Feng and Luo Chen indifferently.
Luo Chen glanced at Lin Feng, cupped his fists and said: "Teacher Lin Feng, please allow me to go first."
"You go." said Lin Feng. He nodded at Luo Chen and didn't say anything else. Luo Chen looked like an ordinary disciple again. He looked like a completely different person compared to when he had fought against Xuan Yuan Mu. What kind of person was he?
Luo Chen nodded at Lin Feng and slowly walked towards the cauldron. He opened his fist and put it on his chest. Everybody could sense that Luo Chen's pure strength was condensing in his hand.
In the next second, Luo Chen's palm struck the cauldron. Everyone heard a loud sound as the cauldron was sent flying a hundred meters away. There were many cracks on the cauldron, but it didn't shatter. Many people were disappointed.
"Such a gigantic cauldron, it's not easy to destroy it with one punch."
"Indeed, not bad at all."
Many people were talking about Luo Chen. Luo Chen looked calm and indifferent. He was waiting for Lin Feng.
"There's another cauldron here. Lin Feng, it's your turn."
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