Lin Xuan stood in the middle of the field and said with a smile, "I've defeated Luo Yang. Is it time for me to challenge someone?"
Seeing that everyone was silent, Lin Xuan continued, "I want to challenge you."
He pointed at Duan Wu Qing.
"What?" Everyone screamed again as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
"This guy is crazy. He dares to challenge Duan Wu Qing!"
"It's possible. I think he must have been blinded by the victory just now."
"Unfortunately, if he really dares to challenge Duan Wu Qing, he will end up in a miserable state!"
Who was Duan Wu Qing? He was a core disciple of the Duan Family. Someone like Luo Yang could not compare to him.
It was rumored that although Duan Wu Qing was only at the peak of the Harmonious Spirit Realm, he had defeated the older generation of Spirit Transformation Realm experts.
Although it was just a rumor, it showed how powerful and mysterious he was.
In the past tea garden gatherings, those who challenged Duan Wu Qing were usually at the peak of the Harmonious Spirit Realm.
However, even those who were at the same level as him were defeated by him in one move.
Therefore, in everyone's eyes, Lin Xuan was courting death by challenging Duan Wu Qing.
"Who do you think you are to challenge our Young Master Wu Qing?" Tian Lang shouted again.
This time, not only him, all the disciples of the Duan Family stared fiercely at Lin Xuan.
These people formed a terrifying pressure that pressed down on Lin Xuan.
However, Lin Xuan was not afraid at all. The pressure did not affect him at all.
He said calmly, "I remember the rules of the tea garden gathering. The winner can challenge anyone he wants, and the challenged person can accept or not."
"I didn't break the rules, did I?"
"Then why can't I challenge you?"
At the end, his voice was like a sharp sword that cut through the void.
Lin Xuan wanted to challenge Duan Wu Qing. This action shocked everyone in the tea garden.
"If you want to challenge Young Master Wu Qing, you have to go through me first!"
A figure flew out and rushed toward Lin Xuan with lightning speed.
The spiritual energy in the air fluctuated, and countless cold lights pierced through the void.
Lin Xuan used his soul to sense the danger. He stepped forward and disappeared from the spot.
Chi Chi!
Countless rays of cold light tore apart the space where he was originally standing, and a cold aura spread out.
"It's Han Yan Ke. I've heard that his Cold Mist Sword Art is extremely sharp. It's hard to find a match for him in the Harmonious Spirit realm."
"I didn't expect this person to be Lord Wu Qing's supporter."
"If he makes a move, I'm afraid that kid will be in danger."
"That's right. Han Yan Ke is exceptionally powerful. Luo Yang can't compare to him."
"Kid, if you can't even beat me, then don't even think about challenging Young Master Wu Qing," Han Yan Guest shouted coldly with his sword in hand.
"Really? Then you'll lose for me! "
Lin Xuan's hand slid to his jade belt, and a black scabbard suddenly appeared in his hand.
The Absolute Star Sword was quickly unsheathed, and a violent Sword Qi surged.
"Three Thousand Thunderstorms."
The sword light flashed with thunder and lightning, shooting into the sky. The tea garden was surrounded by thunderous sword qi, emitting a violent aura.
"Cold Mist Sword Art!"
Han Yan Guest quickly swung his long sword. The sword light was abnormally cold, and the whole space seemed to be frozen. The bone-piercing coldness pierced straight into people's souls.
Boom!
The void shook. The Three Thousand Thunderbolts Sword Art was too violent, and it dispersed the Cold Mist Sword Art in an instant.
The thunderbolts in the sky condensed into a dazzling sword light, slashing toward Han Yan Ke.
Han Yan Ke was shocked. He blocked the attack with his sword, forming a solid sword light in front of him.
Ka Ka Ka!
The sword light was like a thunderbolt, shattering Han Yan Ke's sword light and sending him flying.
"What? Han Yan Ke was defeated? And he was defeated in one move?"
The crowd went crazy. The young man in front of them had given them too much shock!
"Am I qualified?" Lin Xuan withdrew his Absolute Star Sword. His eyes were like a sword light, piercing toward Lord Wu Qing.
"No, I'll take you on!" Another figure flew out.
This person was two meters tall, and his muscles were filled with explosive strength. He carried the aura of a dragon and a tiger as he walked.
"Could he be the disciple of the Mighty Titan Sect, Wang Dali?"
"That's right, it's him! Rumor has it that his strength is so great that he can pull out a mountain. He once smashed a peak Harmonious Spirit warrior into meat paste with a single palm. "
"I didn't expect him to come on stage!"
The crowd was excited, and they all looked at the stage.
Looking at the tall young man in front of him, Lin Xuan felt a sense of pressure.
"Kid, come on. You can only challenge Lord Wu Qing if you defeat me!" Wang Dali shouted, and his body emitted a dazzling light.
A hazy golden light covered his body, as if he was made of gold. He looked extraordinarily powerful.
He took a step forward, and the ground under his feet cracked open. The glaring cracks quickly slashed toward Lin Xuan.
The ground cracked as if it was being torn apart by someone.
Lin Xuan's body soared into the sky, defying the heavens.
"Seven Steps of the Dragon!"
Under his feet, a hazy green light appeared, like the purple claw of a giant dragon.
Lin Xuan took a step forward, and he stepped toward Wang Dali.
Wang Dali shouted angrily and punched out.
Too arrogant. Someone dared to step on him in the sky. He couldn't stand it.
The fist carried a golden light, and it shattered the void.
Lin Xuan was like a willow leaf swaying in the wind, constantly swaying.
However, he, who had comprehended the concept of wind, didn't care about it at all.
He stepped on the golden fist, and a deep dragon roar sounded in the sky.
The void surged as if it was about to split open, forming a huge wave that spread out in all directions.
Lin Xuan's body soared into the sky and flew upward.
Wang Dali didn't move, but his face was unusually serious.
"Was he sent flying?" Everyone exclaimed. It was still not enough.
"Yes, no one can compete with Wang Dali in terms of strength!"
"But that kid didn't get hurt. That's rare."
Everyone discussed, shaking their heads and sighing.
However, they soon realized that they were wrong.
Lin Xuan's rising body suddenly stopped, and then he came down with an even more violent aura.
He stepped out again, and an illusory dragon claw appeared under his feet. With a heart-palpitating power, it grabbed toward Wang Dali.
"Get lost!" Wang Dali's body emitted a golden light, and he waved his fist toward the sky again.
The two of them exchanged blows, and every collision caused the entire tea garden to tremble.
"Too terrifying. Who is this kid? How can he compete with Wang Dali in terms of strength?"
"This is already the sixth move. Does he not have a limit?"
"One move to decide the winner!" Wang Dali was furious. No one had ever been able to compete with him in terms of strength for so long.
"Strength to Uproot Mountains and Rivers!" He shook his arms seven times and blasted toward the sky.
Endless golden light rushed to the sky, dyeing the sky golden.
This power was enough to threaten a Spirit Transformation Realm warrior.
"Seventh Step!"
Lin Xuan stepped out for the last time, and an illusory Azure Dragon appeared under his feet. It roared ferociously and rushed downward.
The golden light in the sky was torn apart, and the Azure Dragon's roar instantly hit Wang Dali's fist.
The sky was messed up, and the ground caved in. Wang Dali's hands were trembling, and he kept retreating.
Every time he took a step back, the ground would crack.
This scene was too terrifying. Wang Dali, who had always been the strongest in the Harmonious Spirit Realm, was forced to retreat.
Everyone stared blankly at Lin Xuan, who was floating down, and couldn't stop swallowing their saliva.
"No one has ever been able to beat me in terms of strength. You are very strong. I admit defeat!" Wang Dali shook his head and sighed as he felt his arm go numb.
Lin Xuan nodded, and then looked at Duan Wuqing.
"This time, am I qualified?" His sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the tea garden.
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