"He lost!"
"After Yue Shanzhong and Thunderous Battle Ye, Wang Zimu also lost!"
"Wang Zimu's Three Thousand Years in a Dream is fused with his Sword Intent Divine Power. Once he uses it, his body will be hidden in the moonlight. Even a Half-Step Spirit Path Martial Artist will be confused. It's unbelievable that Lin Buzheng was able to discover his real body!"
"Looks like Lin Buzheng's rise in the Tea Flower Festival is destined to be unstoppable!"
For a moment, the crowd was in a heated discussion.
They were once again shocked by the powerful combat strength that Lin Buzheng had displayed.
"Not only is this kid terrifyingly strong, but he has also mastered an extraordinarily powerful Tremor Divine Art. Even if he can't see through Wang Zimu's true body, he can still force Wang Zimu's true body out with the Tremor Divine Art and defeat him."
"That's not all. This boy's movement technique is also very good. He's agile and swift, like a white deer crossing a stream. If he had used this movement technique in the previous fights, Yue Shanzhong and Thunderous Battle Ye would have lost even faster!"
The elders of the five major forces, who were the referees, were full of praises for Lin Yunsong. Lin Yunsong's wrinkled face even bloomed into a smile.
Lin Buzheng listened to the discussions of the people below the stage and smiled faintly without saying a word.
Although Wang Zimu's Three Thousand Years in a Dream was extremely profound and could summon a bright moon in the sky to hide his body, in essence, it was still within the scope of an illusion.
He had to use the five senses of hearing, sight, smell, taste, and touch to affect the opponent's mind and make them fall into the illusion that he had meticulously set up.
However, Lin Buzheng's five senses were not only extremely powerful, far surpassing Wang Zimu's, but he also gave birth to the Divine Sense that only Spirit Path Almighties could possess.
The Power of Divine Sense was an extension of a martial artist's Soul Force. It was also the sublimation and condensation of the five senses. It allowed one to directly observe the principles of heaven and earth and understand the essence of all things.
In front of the Power of Divine Sense, any illusion that targeted the five senses of a martial artist would be useless.
In Lin Buzheng's eyes, the layers of illusions that Wang Zimu had set up were as comical as children's toys.
If Lin Buzheng hadn't wanted to experience the profoundness of the Wang Clan's swordplay, he would have punched Wang Zimu off the stage the moment he set up the illusion.
As time ticked by, the clamor in the crowd gradually died down. Everyone's gazes were directed towards the bottom of the stage, at a tall man in white.
This person was none other than the Chen Clan's strongest martial artist participating in the Tea Flower Party, Chen Qing.
As Yue Shanzhong, Thunderous Battle Ye, and Wang Zimu lost to Lin Buzheng one after another, Chen Qing was the only one who had the chance to win against Lin Buzheng during the tea party.
If even Chen Qing was not a match for Lin Buzheng, then there was no doubt that Lin Buzheng would be the strongest prodigy in Evergreen County!
However, Chen Qing had lost more than he won against Thunderous Battle Ye, Yue Shanzhong, and the others in the past. From this, it could be inferred that Chen Qing was not a match for Lin Buzheng.
"Brother Lin is so strong."
"I hope that Brother Lin will go easy on me in the next battle."
In the next moment, Chen Qing leaped onto the arena, and then he cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Buzheng. Obviously, Chen Qing himself was clearly aware that it was utterly impossible for him to be a match for Lin Buzheng.
However, as the eldest senior of the Chen Clan, even if Chen Qing knew that he was not a match for Lin Buzheng, he still had to go up and compete with Lin Buzheng. This way, he would not lose face for the Chen Clan.
"Brother Chen, you flatter me."
"The competition in the Tea Flower Party is just a spar. Naturally, we should not overdo it."
Lin Buzheng also cupped his hands in greeting to Chen Qing.
At the beginning of the Tea Flower Party, the disciples of the three great forces led by Yue Shanzhong, Thunderous Battle Ye, and Wang Zimu had deliberately made things difficult for the disciples of the Lin family. Only the disciples of the Chen family had stayed out of it.
Since that was the case, in the next battle, Lin Buzheng would naturally have a sense of propriety. He would not overdo it and would not embarrass Chen Qing.
"Then I will show my incompetence."
"Watch my palm!"
In the next moment, Chen Qing took a deep breath and then used all his strength to hit Lin Buzheng with his palm.
There was a loud boom.
The Martial Qi in Chen Qing's body surged out with this palm and turned into a mighty river that roared and surged toward Lin Buzheng.
Whoosh!
At the same time, water vapor, mixed with a thin mist, quietly rose from every corner of the arena, blurring Lin Buzheng's vision, making him feel as if he was at the foot of a thousand-foot waterfall.
The Chen family's cultivation technique was called the Jade Water Technique, and its full name was Jade Water Flowing East.
Legend had it that in ancient times, the ancestor of the Chen family had created it when he watched an immortal river flow into the mysterious Ultimate Ruins.
The cultivation technique was mysterious. Once it was used, it would often bring with it an endless amount of water vapor. It looked illusory and weak, but in reality, its power was incomparably terrifying. Often, a single move could determine the outcome of the battle and determine life and death!
Rumble!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Qing's seemingly light but incomparably powerful palm had already landed on Lin Buzheng's chest. The rolling water vapor, as if it had materialized, turned into an invisible cage, imprisoning Lin Buzheng within.
Right now, if Lin Buzheng was any other ninth level qi path martial artist, they would definitely die under Chen Qing's palm!
Unfortunately, Lin Buzheng was not an ordinary ninth level qi path martial artist.
Without a second thought, he formed a claw with his fingers and clawed at Chen Qing's palm!
There was a loud bang!
It was like a sudden clap of thunder!
Lin Buzheng's claw seemed to have been hastily struck out, but in reality, its power was incomparably terrifying.
Endless blue qi, like lightning, circled and coiled around Lin Buzheng's fingers, emitting an incomparably terrifying aura. The claw technique was even more mysterious, as if it contained endless mysteries of the martial path.
Screech!
At this moment, in the eyes of the audience, Lin Buzheng seemed to have turned into a giant eagle as tall as the sky. He extended his claw, piercing through the clouds and mist, and clawed at Chen Qing, who was as tiny as an ant.
Under the claw, not only Chen Qing, but the entire world seemed to be destroyed!
There was a loud bang!
All sorts of illusions were shattered.
Lin Buzheng's claw easily nullified Chen Qing's attack.
Not only that, the claw also left five claw marks that were a few feet deep and hundreds of feet long on the ground of the ring!
"Gasp, what a powerful claw!"
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? When Lin Buzheng attacked, he seemed to have turned into a giant eagle that could cover the sky. His claw seemed to be able to destroy the entire world. That's terrifying! "
The disciples at the scene broke into a heated discussion when they saw this. They were all shocked.
They had thought that the terrifying strength that Lin Buzheng had displayed in the previous battles was already the best among the geniuses of the same generation. They did not expect the claw technique to be even more terrifying.
Below the ring, Yue Shanzhong, Thunderous Battle Ye, and the others were shocked when they saw the power of Lin Buzheng's claw.
Only then did they realize that Lin Buzheng had not used his full strength in the previous battles.
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