"Brat, Sister Xinyue and Brother Tianhe are a match made in heaven."
"If you know what's good for you, get lost from Sister Xinyue."
"Otherwise, any one of us three brothers will be able to cripple you and feed you to the dogs!"
At the same time, Lin Luan and Lin Zheng also spoke to Lin Buzheng coldly.
The threat in their words was obvious.
"The three of you are blocking my way."
"Piss off!"
Lin Buzheng was expressionless as he berated. His aura was not weak at all.
Last night, Lin Buzheng's cultivation had broken through to the seventh-layer Qi Path, and he had also mastered the Tremor Godly Art. His strength had greatly increased, thus he was not afraid of Lin Tianhe and the others.
However, Lin Buzheng was slightly troubled by the matter.
Because, even Lin Buzheng himself did not understand why Lin Xinyue's attitude towards him was so friendly.
As a result, he had attracted the hostility of Lin Tianhe and the others.
"Look, something's happening over there!"
"Senior Brother Tianhe is looking for trouble with the disciples of the other clans. Let's go take a look!"
"I wonder which disciple dares to offend Senior Brother Tianhe. He's dead meat!"
Meanwhile, the disciples of the other clans noticed the commotion.
They quickly gathered around the four of them.
"Brat, you're so full of yourself even when you're about to die."
"It looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson!"
Lin Tianhe glanced at Lin Buzheng disdainfully, "I heard that you've mastered the Bovine Fist to the Unrestrained Realm, and have mastered the Bovine Godly Art. You're not afraid of the bloodline of the clans."
"Do you dare to have a duel with me?"
"Let's see if your Bovine Godly Art or my Willow God bloodline is stronger."
Lin Tianhe's cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth-layer Qi Path.
If he were to fight with Lin Buzheng in front of everyone, even if he won, it would be an unfair victory.
As such, Lin Tianhe had come up with such a plan, which was to compete with Lin Buzheng in terms of Divine Abilities.
He wanted to defeat Lin Buzheng in the field he was most proud of.
In this way, not only would he be able to teach Lin Buzheng a lesson, but he would also not have the reputation of bullying the weak. He would also be able to indirectly show off in front of Lin Xinyue. It could be said to be killing three birds with one stone.
"Hiss, did you hear that?"
"Senior Brother Tianhe is challenging Lin Buzheng with his Divine Ability!"
"Lin Buzheng thinks that he can be so arrogant just because he has cultivated the Barbaric Bull Fist Art to the Realm of Freedom. This is going to be a great show!"
When the surrounding disciples saw this scene, they immediately began to discuss fervently.
Lin Tianhe was the first rank genius disciple of the clan.
The bloodline of the Willow God had nine Divine Abilities, and he had mastered five of them.
He was quite accomplished in the field of bloodline Divine Abilities.
Even if he didn't use Martial Skills and only used his bloodline Divine Abilities, he would be able to defeat many experts of the ninth-layer Qi Path.
On the other hand, Lin Buzheng's bloodline of the Willow God was extremely thin, and he hadn't awakened any of the nine Divine Abilities.
He had only cultivated the clan's foundational fist art, the Barbaric Bull Fist Art, to the Realm of Freedom and barely mastered one Martial Path Divine Ability.
No matter how one looked at it, Lin Buzheng would definitely lose in this battle of Divine Abilities.
It was even possible that Lin Buzheng wouldn't dare to accept Lin Tianhe's Divine Ability Divine Ability Challenge.
"Okay."
"I accept your challenge!"
In the next second, Lin Buzheng nodded at Lin Tianhe, accepting the latter's challenge without hesitation.
It turned out that Lin Buzheng had just learned the Tremor Divine Ability the night before, and he still needed some time to master it. He also didn't have any combat experience.
Now that he was fighting with Lin Tianhe, Lin Buzheng would be able to gain a better understanding of the Tremor Divine Ability in actual combat, and he would be able to control it more skillfully.
Since Lin Tianhe was willing to be Lin Buzheng's human target, Lin Buzheng had no reason to refuse.
"Haha!"
"Lin Buzheng, how dare you accept my challenge, you're dead!"
"I'll beat you into a dead dog!"
Hearing this, Lin Tianhe's face first revealed an embarrassed expression, then he laughed maniacally. He looked at Lin Buzheng with a hint of complacency, as if his plot had succeeded.
"Did you guys hear that? Lin Buzheng accepted Lin Tianhe's challenge!"
"The Raging Bull Fist Technique is only a middle-grade yellow-class skill. Even if he cultivates a Martial Art, its power will be extremely limited. It can't be compared to the nine Divine Abilities of the clan bloodline!"
"Lin Buzheng is definitely going to lose this Divine Ability battle!"
"Otherwise."
"Although Lin Buzheng wasn't tested for his clan bloodline in the entrance test, his Martial Art talent is exceptionally outstanding. He even cultivated the Raging Bull Fist Technique to the Unrestrained Realm."
"From this, it can be deduced that Lin Buzheng might have mastered other Martial Arts Divine Abilities."
"It's still unknown who will win and who will lose in this competition of techniques!"
In an instant, the spectating disciples started a heated discussion about the outcome of the battle.
Some of the disciples thought that Lin Buzheng had extremely high Martial Art talent and might be a dark horse that could defeat Lin Tianhe.
On the other hand, the disciples thought that Lin Tianhe would win.
They thought that Lin Tianhe, as the number one genius disciple in the clan, had a strong Willow God bloodline in his body, and had awakened a few of the nine Divine Abilities.
There was no doubt that he would crush Lin Buzheng in the battle.
In an instant, the two groups of disciples started a heated discussion, with no one being able to convince the other.
"Let's bet, let's bet!"
"Instead of arguing about the outcome of the competition of techniques, why don't we settle it in a gamble?"
"Winner takes all, loser is out!"
In the next moment, there were even some clever disciples who placed bets on the outcome of this spar of divine abilities.
"Why does this voice sound so familiar?"
Lin Buzheng mumbled in his heart. He subconsciously looked toward the voice and was instantly speechless.
At this moment, the person who had set up the bet in the crowd was none other than Fatty Lin.
On his chubby face was a sinister smile that Lin Buzheng was extremely familiar with.
"I'll bet thirty taels of gold that Senior Brother Tianhe will beat Lin Buzheng into a dead dog in the Divine Ability battle!"
"I'll bet fifty taels of gold that Senior Brother Tianhe will win!"
… …
At that instant, the bet set up by Fatty Lin was completely surrounded by people. Many disciples of the clans had come to place their bets.
However, most of them placed their bets on Lin Tianhe. Almost none of them placed their bets on Lin Buzheng.
"HAHA!"
"Aren't you betting on Lin Buzheng? Why don't you dare to bet?"
"It seems like you're not as confident as you claimed!"
In the crowd, a skinny and tall young man threw a hundred taels of gold at Fatty Lin, then turned around and taunted a burly man beside him who supported Lin Buzheng.
"Who said so?"
"I'll bet a hundred taels of gold that Lin Buzheng will win!"
The burly man's face reddened upon hearing this. Without hesitation, he took out a hundred taels of gold and threw it to Fatty Lin's side.
However, the expression on his face was as if he had given up. It was obvious that he thought his one hundred taels of gold was for naught.
"Is there any suspense in this battle? How can there be an idiot betting on Lin Buzheng? What a joke! "
"I'll bet two thousand taels of gold on Senior Brother Tianhe!"
"I'll also bet two thousand taels of gold on Senior Brother Tianhe!"
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