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Chapter 613

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Heavenly King Wu and Yue He were the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of Heavenly Brilliance Palace and Earth Suppression Palace respectively. Their cultivation was profound, and their strength was unparalleled in their respective sects. Coupled with their marriage, their influence in the Chongsheng Sect was terrifyingly great.

If there were no accidents, if they could defeat Lin Buzheng, the spots to enter the Rhino Spiritist Small World would definitely belong to them.

However, Heavenly King Wu had announced that he and Yue He would give up on competing for the spots and give them to their fellow disciples.

In the eyes of the hundreds of thousands of Chongsheng Sect disciples present, such an action was naturally extremely generous, and it deeply moved them.

However, although Heavenly King Wu seemed to be generous in giving up the spots without paying any price, the Chongsheng Sect disciples who obtained the spots would definitely be extremely grateful to him and become his staunch supporters.

On top of that, Heavenly King Wu had paid out of his own pocket to double the rewards for the top ten disciples in the Trial of a Hundred Battles. Without a doubt, the genius disciples of the Chongsheng Sect who had benefited from it would also draw closer to him.

Finally, after the various deeds had spread throughout the Chongsheng Sect, most of the Chongsheng Sect disciples would also have a good impression of Heavenly King Wu.

In short, Heavenly King Wu had used a cultivation spot that was useless to him, in addition to the cultivation resources that were insignificant to him, to win the support of his peers in the Sect and the favor of most of his fellow disciples.

It had to be said that Heavenly King Wu's method of winning people's hearts was indeed brilliant.

However, of course, this was only when Heavenly King Wu had not been angered by Lin Buzheng.

Heavenly King Wu was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Chongsheng Sect. His strength was profound, and his wisdom was unparalleled. His words were absolute in the Sect, and he enjoyed great prestige. However, once he fought with Lin Buzheng, he would lose his reason in anger. It was as if Lin Buzheng was his natural nemesis.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, the old man waved his large sleeve, and countless rays of white flowing light immediately rushed out from his sleeve. They streaked across the sky in dazzling trajectories, like swallows returning to their nest, and flew into the hands of the hundred disciples participating in the Trial of a Hundred Battles.

"This is the Spirit Talisman for the Trial of a Hundred Battles?"

A spirit talisman also fell from Lin Buzheng's hand. It was a white spiritual object the size of half a palm. It was unknown what material it was made of. It seemed to be made of stone and wood, and it emitted a faint white luster that was as warm as jade.

Lin Buzheng looked at the talismans in the hands of the others and found that they were no different from the talismans he had.

As the old man had said, the disciples participating in the Hundred Battle Trials had to have at least one talisman with them at all times during the trial. If they didn't have a talisman with them, they would fail the trial.

In other words, if a disciple that participated in the test had their talismans snatched away by another disciple, then the test would immediately end in failure. There was no possibility of seizing another's talisman and continuing to participate in the test.

The hundred trial disciples each held a hundred Spiritual Talismans. If they entered the Hundred Battle Small World peacefully, and no one made a move, the hundred of them would undoubtedly remain until the end.

However, among these one hundred trial disciples, there were bound to be grudges between them. After the trial began, once they found each other, they would inevitably fight fiercely.

In addition, the strength of these one hundred trial disciples varied. The weak only sought to protect themselves, while the strong would clear the place at the first moment. They would never allow the weak to remain until the end.

Therefore, it was only theoretically possible for one hundred trial disciples to persist until the end. It was impossible in reality.

In fact, every Hundred Battle Trials of the Chongsheng Sect were extremely fierce and cruel. Often, less than an hour after the trial began, more than half of the trial disciples had been defeated and left.

Of course, this kind of trial undoubtedly had the possibility of powerful warriors being defeated by geniuses with even more terrifying strength because of bad luck.

However, this was something that could not be helped. Any test method had loopholes and unfairness. Moreover, luck itself was actually a part of one's strength.

"Let's try and see if I can break this talisman!"

Lin Buzheng's interest was aroused. He pressed the talisman on the tip of his finger and pressed his thumb on both sides of the talisman. He exerted a little force, trying to break it.

"Humph, what an ignorant fool!"

"The Spiritual Talisman of the Hundred Battle Trials is refined from a thousand-year-old Fairy Spiritual Bamboo. Its hardness is equal to that of a Supreme Celestial Device. You want to break it with your strength? You're overestimating yourself!"

A disciple of the Chongsheng Sect, who was also holding a talisman, saw this and sneered disdainfully.

Fairy Spiritual Bamboo was a Supreme Spiritual Grass with a hard texture. After a thousand-year-old Fairy Spiritual Bamboo was refined, its hardness was comparable to that of a Supreme Celestial Device. Even an expert at the Peak of the Spirit Path couldn't destroy it with all his strength.

Lin Buzheng, a warrior at the Third Lv of the Spirit Path, wanted to break it with his bare hands. In this disciple's opinion, it was no different from a fool's dream.

Crack!

However, before the disciple's voice died away, with a crisp sound, the Spiritual Talisman in Lin Buzheng's hand broke into two pieces.

"It's broken just like that? It's not strong enough! "

Lin Buzheng muttered. He held the two pieces of the Spiritual Talisman in his hand and connected them together. He wanted to put them back together, but found that it was impossible to do so.

As for the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect, they were dumbfounded by this scene. They were so shocked that their jaws almost hit the ground.

After all, this was a Spiritual Talisman refined from a thousand-year-old Fairy Spiritual Bamboo. Its hardness was comparable to that of a Supreme Celestial Device. Even a warrior at the Peak of the Spirit Path couldn't break it with his bare hands.

But now, Lin Buzheng had broken the Spiritual Talisman into two pieces with brute force. Such a terrifying strength had obviously far surpassed that of a mighty figure at the Peak of the Spirit Path. It was even comparable to an Earthly Venerable!

"I'll give you another Spiritual Talisman."

"If you break it again, you'll be disqualified from participating in the Hundred Battle Trials!"

The old man's cultivation was powerful. His Divine Sense covered the entire cliff, and he knew everything that was happening in this area.

Seeing that Lin Buzheng had broken the Spiritual Talisman, his eyelids suddenly twitched. He waved his sleeve, and a white light suddenly rushed out from his sleeve. In the blink of an eye, it fell steadily into Lin Buzheng's hand. It was a brand new Spiritual Talisman.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Seeing this, Lin Buzheng was overjoyed. He bowed respectfully to the old man and carefully put away the new Spiritual Talisman. He was afraid that he would accidentally break it again and lose the qualification to participate in the Hundred Battle Trials.

"Hundred Battle Small World, open!"

The next moment, the old man walked to the front of the cliff with a serious face. He stretched out his right hand and placed it on the ancient surface of the cliff. Majestic Genuine Core of Martial Path was spat out, and the rock veins on the cliff were injected and lit up one by one.

Finally, there was a loud bang!

On the surface of the cliff, tens of thousands of mysterious and profound rock veins were completely lit up, releasing a towering aura and a sacred and dazzling white brilliance.

The hard and thick stone wall quickly faded and turned into an incomparably huge door, releasing an ancient and desolate aura, standing in front of everyone.

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