The movement technique that Dong Ying was so proud of was completely grasped by Lin Xuan's Purple Spirit Eyes.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Dong Ying's attacks were as fast as lightning, and after each attack, he would disappear.
The disciples below the stage watched nervously. At this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly attacked. He stomped his right foot on the ground, and the force caused the entire stage to tremble.
Kacha! Countless cracks spread out like a python's web, quickly spreading in all directions. A violent energy wave surged like a tide.
With Lin Xuan as the center, a translucent airwave swept out in all directions.
Poof!
Dong Ying's body stiffened, and he was shaken out of his original form. His eyes were filled with horror.
"Your speed is useless against me!" Lin Xuan's voice was cold.
"Useless?" Dong Ying sneered. That's because you haven't seen my true strength. Now, I'll show you.
The purple light on his body was like a flame, and it was dazzling.
"Ghost Lion Chain Shot!"
On his legs, purple flames rolled and formed into a lion's head. It roared ferociously and let out a clanging sound.
Swoosh!
Dong Ying's body disappeared.
In the next moment, he was in front of Lin Xuan. Both of his legs kicked continuously, and every attack caused the air to explode.
It was as if countless lions were pouncing. Their roars shook the sky, and the sky was filled with purple shadows that drowned Lin Xuan. An invisible pressure filled the air, and it was impenetrable.
This was a very shocking scene. Those purple lions were comparable to small mountains. Just their roars were enough to make the blood of the surrounding disciples boil.
Since Junior Brother Dong had used the Ghost Lion Chain Shot, there was no suspense in this battle. Zhao Zhicheng said indifferently, "Even I wouldn't dare to take this move head on. That Lin Xuan actually didn't dodge. He's courting death!"
After hearing this, the surrounding disciples were excited. Zhao Zhicheng was ranked fifth, and he was also a Body Refining Martial Artist. Since he had spoken, Lin Xuan would definitely die!
"Go Senior Brother Dong!" The group of disciples cheered.
At the same time, Lin Xuan's expression didn't change at all in the face of such a powerful move. Under the observation of Purple Spirit Eyes, he could clearly see Dong Ying's position through the layers of purple shadows.
Lin Xuan's feet suddenly shook, and a golden light flashed. Lin Xuan's body rose from the ground like a sharp sword, quickly piercing through everything.
His five claws formed into the shape of a dragon, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Dong Ying's right leg.
"So fast!" Zhao Zhicheng's expression changed drastically. Even Tang Yi, Xiang Chen, and the others narrowed their eyes as they stared at Lin Xuan.
"What?" Dong Ying was even more shocked. He was known for his speed, but he actually couldn't dodge.
"Get lost!" Dong Ying was furious. Purple light blossomed from his body and engulfed him. Powerful spiritual energy surged towards Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan was not afraid. His physical body had been cultivated and was already very strong. Even if he encountered a martial artist who specialized in body refinement, he would not be afraid.
His body fell like a meteor, and he raised Dong Ying high in the air before smashing her to the ground.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the center of the arena was penetrated. A large pit several feet deep appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Debris flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
The spectating disciples all sucked in a breath of cold air. Fan Chong, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but tremble as cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His fear of Lin Xuan deepened once again.
"Ah —"
"I'm going to kill you!" In the deep pit, Dong Ying screamed at the top of his lungs.
This blow injured him quite badly. Some parts of his protective shield were broken, his face was covered in dust, and his hair was disheveled. He looked battered and exhausted.
However, no matter how angry he was, he could not break free from Lin Xuan's control. That pair of big hands was like an iron clamp, firmly locking his right leg.
"You, you're a martial artist who cultivates body refinement!" Dong Ying was shocked. He was known for his speed, but he was not good at fighting in a standing position. Especially when facing a martial artist who cultivates body refinement, he needed to stay far away.
Lin Xuan did not answer him. Instead, he jumped up again and brought Dong Ying up into the air.
"No, you can't do this!" Dong Ying screamed.
Bang!
With another loud bang, Dong Ying's body smashed another big pit. However, this was not the end. Lin Xuan moved again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The entire arena was about to collapse. The surrounding disciples stared blankly at this scene.
Zhao Zhicheng's face was extremely gloomy. He wanted nothing more than to go up and send Lin Xuan flying. Dong Ying was not only a core disciple, but also a fellow disciple of Elder Xue.
Lin Xuan's actions were undoubtedly a provocation to him and Elder Xue. How could he tolerate this?
On the side, Tang Yi looked at Lin Xuan and asked in a low voice, "What do you think?"
Beside him, Xiang Chen's eyes flashed. "It seems that he's a martial artist who cultivates body refinement like Zhao Zhicheng. However, he has comprehended sword essence. It's really hard to see through him."
"Maybe he hasn't shown his true strength. He's just playing around." Tang Yi's voice became more serious.
Xiang Chen did not speak. Instead, he looked at Lin Xuan again.
In the arena, Dong Ying was dizzy from the impact. His body was about to fall apart. The purple spiritual power became dim as if it would disappear at any time.
"Okay! You win! "Zhao Zhicheng gritted his teeth and said.
He could see that Dong Ying was about to die. He could not even circulate his spiritual power. If this continued, he would definitely die.
Whoosh! Lin Xuan swung his arm and threw Dong Ying out. Then, he looked at Zhao Zhicheng.
"You're the next one!"
Everyone held their breaths and watched nervously. They were afraid that they would miss something.
"As you wish!" Zhao Zhicheng sneered. He jumped up and landed on the arena, leaving two deep footprints on the ground.
"I'll show you what body refinement is!"
Zhao Zhicheng growled. His body turned into a shadow and rushed out. In a few steps, he was in front of Lin Xuan.
Bang!
He threw a punch. The air trembled. Even the arena under his feet trembled as if it would collapse at any time. His arm was like a dragon. It was ferocious and powerful. It could kill everything.
Lin Xuan did not dodge. He waved his fist and met the attack. He wanted to test how strong his body had become.
Boom!
The two fists collided. It was as if lightning had struck down. A wave-like aura exploded and blew everything around them away.
The two figures stood firmly like two boulders. Neither of them retreated.
"He can fight Zhao Zhicheng head-on!"
"Isn't he a sword cultivator? Why is his body so abnormal?"
Cries of surprise rang out one after another. Almost everyone knew that Lin Xuan had comprehended sword intent, but no one had expected that he would not use his sword, but directly use his physical body to fight.
"That's terrifying!"
"Is he still human?"
Zhao Zhicheng's eyes were full of disbelief. It was no wonder. A person's energy was limited. They could only focus on one direction. Zhao Zhicheng focused on body refinement.
As far as he knew, sword cultivators were even more focused. They were not like Lin Xuan. He did not comprehend sword essence. Instead, he focused on body refinement. What was he doing?
"Impossible. He must have used all his strength to block my attack!" Thinking of this, Zhao Zhicheng regained his composure. The aura on his body suddenly became stronger.
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