Rumble!
Before he finished his sentence, hundreds of millions of dazzling golden lights shot into the sky from the depths of the ancient battleground.
It was as if the sun had just risen and a Golden Immortal had descended. Auspicious Qi descended and dyed the entire area golden.
Wu Tian Wang and Yue He stepped out from the depths of the golden light, stepping on golden rainbows.
Wu Tian Wang was wearing a golden armor and holding a Spiritual Sword. His eyes were bright and full of battle intent. He looked many times more handsome and valiant than he had been the day before.
Yue He was wearing a white robe and had a tranquil temperament.
Because she cultivated the Clear Moon Incantation, a faint halo appeared behind her. It was like a bright moon, making her look like a fairy from the moon palace.
Wu Tian Wang and Yue He were like a brilliant sun and a bright moon. One was active and the other was quiet, one was hard and the other was soft. Their temperaments and cultivation techniques complemented each other perfectly. They were a perfect match.
"You want to defeat me?"
"You think you can?"
Lin Buzheng grinned at Wu Tian Wang lazily. Although he did not say it explicitly, the contempt and disdain in his words were obvious.
"No!"
"Wu Tian Wang and the Saintess won't fight in the next battle. We will defeat you!"
"Bastard of the Chongsheng Sect, you'll definitely lose this time!"
A loud boom was heard!
As soon as Lin Buzheng finished speaking, several figures appeared from the depths of the ancient battleground.
These disciples of the Chongsheng Sect consisted of both men and women of different heights and temperaments. However, their auras were all extremely powerful.
Some of them were holding sabers made of Venerable-level Spiritual Gold. Some of them had golden light in their eyes, and some of them were emitting strange energy waves. It was obvious that they had a mysterious bloodline …
The twelve of them walked toward Lin Buzheng at a seemingly casual pace. However, all of their steps were synchronized, and their auras were merged into one.
The feeling it gave Lin Buzheng was not that of a few martial artists walking towards him, but a thick and boundless mountain range, a majestic and terrifying tsunami, rushing towards him head-on!
"Fellow Daoists of the Divine Might Sect are extremely talented in the Martial Dao, and their strength is unfathomable. They have cultivated to the peak in many areas of the Martial Dao, and they are truly the role models for us disciples to follow."
"But in the next battle, Brother Lin will have to fight alone against the strongest twelve people in the Hundred Battles Trial, who are only below me and Yue He. I wonder what are your chances of winning?"
Heavenly King Wu was clad in armor and stood on rainbow light. He looked down at Lin Buzheng like an Immortal King with an interested smile on his face.
Just as Heavenly King Wu had said, in the upcoming battle, Lin Buzheng would not be facing one, two, or three opponents … but a total of twelve opponents!
Furthermore, these twelve people were not ordinary disciples of the Chongsheng Sect. Instead, they had been chosen by Heavenly King Wu to fight and kill their way through the Hundred Battles Trial.
In terms of strength, not to mention all the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect who had participated in the Hundred Battles Trial, they were the undisputed strongest even among the younger generation of the Chongsheng Sect.
One could imagine how much pressure Lin Buzheng would be under in this battle, and how slim his chances of winning would be.
"What's wrong? You can't beat me in a one-on-one fight, so you want to gang up on me?"
Lin Buzheng said calmly. His gaze swept across the twelve geniuses of the Chongsheng Sect, then shifted away nonchalantly. His posture was incomparably lazy, as if he did not care about these twelve people at all.
However, when Lin Buzheng's words fell into the ears of the spectating Chongsheng Sect disciples, their cheeks heated up. They lowered their heads in embarrassment, not daring to look into Lin Buzheng's eyes.
Ever since Lin Buzheng arrived at the Chongsheng Sect, he had been through many battles. Each time, he had defeated the genius disciples of the Chongsheng Sect.
Now that the twelve geniuses of the Chongsheng Sect had teamed up to fight Lin Buzheng, it meant that their individual strength was no longer enough to defeat Lin Buzheng. They needed to team up to win.
Therefore, even if the twelve of them defeated Lin Buzheng and won the Hundred Battles Trial, they would only regain some face for the Sect. It would not prove anything.
"Senior Brother of the Divine Might Sect, your actions in the Chongsheng Sect are completely based on your own whims. You have injured many of our fellow disciples, which has already aroused public anger. It is perfectly normal for the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect to team up against you."
"Senior Brother, don't forget that everyone is currently participating in the Hundred Battles Trial. According to the rules of the trial, participants are allowed to use any method to deal with other participants. Teaming up against an opponent is naturally one of the methods allowed in the trial."
However, in the next moment, Yue He spoke with a clear and melodious voice. Her words were filled with reason, causing the spectating disciples of the Chongsheng Sect to feel a little better.
"Lin Buzheng, you can fight to your heart's content."
"If you lose, the heights you have reached in this trial will come to an end. Only by winning will you have the right to fight with me and witness what true terror is!"
At the same time, Heavenly King Wu's voice rang out once again.
His eyes were like an eagle's as he stared at Lin Buzheng. A terrifying murderous intent soared into the sky, as if he would lose control of his battle intent and attack Lin Buzheng at any time.
"Oh?"
"Based on what you're saying, you're going to let your twelve fellow disciples test my strength and exhaust my strength before you fight me?"
"Impressive, impressive! This is the first time I've heard someone describe shamelessness in such a refreshing way. "
Lin Buzheng ignored Heavenly King Wu's fierce gaze. Instead, he clapped his hands in admiration and mocked Heavenly King Wu.
"Senior Brother of the Divine Might Sect, that's where you're wrong."
"Although the twelve Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters are strong, they are still no match for a Heavenly King."
"The reason the Heavenly King allowed the twelve Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters to fight first was to give them a chance to prove themselves and bring glory to the Sect."
"Otherwise, if the Heavenly King attacked the Senior Brothers and Junior Sisters first, you would definitely lose no matter how strong you are!"
However, at this moment, Yue He spoke at the right time. In a few words, she refuted all of Lin Buzheng's doubts about Heavenly King Wu's strength, and even raised the latter's strength to an unimaginable height.
"Gasp, Heavenly King Wu is actually so strong!"
The disciples of the Chongsheng Sect all gasped when they heard this.
Originally, they all had the same thought when they heard Lin Buzheng's words.
They thought that Heavenly King Wu wanted to use the twelve people to find out Lin Buzheng's cultivation technique and Martial Path Mystique, so that he could increase his chances of winning if he personally fought.
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