Xue Huaqing shouted angrily, and a light yellow spirit power burst out from his body, covering his entire body in an instant. The surrounding air waves spread out.
In his palm, a ball of yellow spirit power spun at high speed, forming a sharp wind blade, extremely overbearing.
"Thousand Blade Palm!"
Xue Huaqing pushed his palms towards Lin Xuan, and the sharp wind from his palms was like thousands of blades, making a deep sound.
Peng!
Lin Xuan was as steady as Mount Tai, and his right fist suddenly punched out. This punch used all the muscles in his body, and the power was concentrated on his fist according to the Thunderclap Sword Art.
The two figures collided, and a terrifying energy wave swept out in all directions. The audience in the front stage was blown back by this gale.
On the stage, Lin Xuan was as tall as a mountain, and his face was as calm as water without a trace of change. On the other hand, Xue Huaqing was pushed back a few steps, and his breathing became rapid.
The audience in the stands felt a chill, especially the disciples of the Godly Might Group. They were clear about Xue Huaqing's strength. He was at the peak of the fifth level of the Pulse Condensation Period, and his Thousand Blade Palm was practiced to the large success stage. Under normal circumstances, he could even contend against a sixth level Pulse Condensation Period disciple, but now he was pushed back by a single punch.
Duan Fei, Jiang Yulong, and the others were also surprised. Even the silent Qian 'er looked at Lin Xuan a few more times.
"If we don't get rid of this kid, he'll be a disaster!" Jiang Yulong suddenly remembered his agreement with Lin Xuan. He had forgotten about it, but Lin Xuan's stunning performance made him remember.
"Damn this guy, how can he be so strong?" Xue Huaqing's face was ugly. He had already said that he wanted Lin Xuan to crawl out of here. If he couldn't do it, then he would lose face.
"Yellow Wind Step!"
Xue Huaqing ran quickly, and his body became blurry. Gradually, his afterimage appeared on the stage.
"Wind Dash the World!" Xue Huaqing, who was moving at high speed, attacked again, fusing the wind from his palms into his movements. Originally, his movement technique was a mid-yellow rank martial art, and his palm technique was also a mid-yellow rank martial art. But when the two were combined, the power broke through the mid-yellow rank, and faintly had the power of a high-yellow rank martial art.
"This brat has some ideas!" Jiang Yulong said solemnly.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath when he sensed the ferocious wind coming from the palm. Then, he stomped his foot on the ground and dashed forward.
Rolling Thunder!
His right fist punched out without any fancy moves. It was purely relying on brute force to crush his opponent.
Boom!
The palm wind that Xue Huaqing was so proud of couldn't even withstand a single blow from Lin Xuan. It shattered like an exquisite porcelain.
Puff! His body slid back more than ten meters and flew out of the ring, falling to the ground.
"What powerful strength!" Some of the disciples who had advanced began to pay attention to Lin Xuan and secretly estimate his strength. Some of them had already regarded him as an opponent and began to search for his weakness.
Duan Fei narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that the little sword slave he met three months ago would have grown to such an extent.
"Looks like your Godly Might Group's situation isn't too good!" Luo Yi laughed as he crossed his arms.
"Hmph!" Yan Kong's face was gloomy. He couldn't wait to go up and kill Lin Xuan. Jiang Yulong's eyes flickered. No one knew what he was thinking. As for Shangguan Liuyun, who was ranked first, he closed his eyes and pondered. It was as if nothing could attract his attention.
The competition continued. The disciples on the ring fought with all their might. Brilliant light overflowed, terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, and cheers shook the sky.
Duan Fei's appearance pushed the scene to its climax.
His handsome face was enough to kill most of the female disciples. Coupled with the title of the Outer Sect's Four Heroes, the entire Martial Arts Practice Field was calling Duan Fei's name.
"This guy, after entering the Inner Sect, is a pretty good seedling," said a black-clothed youth near the golden stands.
"But he's a member of the Combat Group. I'm afraid you can't poach him, right?" The youth beside him didn't hold back.
"Hmph, what Big Three Organizations? It's just a name made up by a group of bored people. The situation outside is urgent. The safest relationship is obviously in a small group," said the black-clothed youth.
The youth beside him shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything else …
On the golden arena, some of the sect elders looked at Duan Fei and chuckled as they said, "A few decent fellows have appeared in the selection competition this time around."
"Oh, I wonder which ones Elder Li has taken a fancy to?"
"I think the Outer Sect's Four Heroes are pretty good," said Elder Li with a smile.
"You old fox, you're too greedy." Another elder blew his beard and said, "I still think the top ten are pretty good!"
"Old Fang, which little fellows do you think are pretty good?" Someone asked Elder Fang.
Elder Fang stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I think that Lin Xuan is pretty good. What do you think?"
"Lin Xuan? I don't remember … "The elders shook their heads.
Elder Fang didn't mind. He changed the topic and talked in another direction.
On the ring, Duan Fei moved like a gust of wind. His speed was so fast that no one could react. In the end, his opponent was stunned.
When Duan Fei stepped down from the ring, countless female disciples screamed. This made Jiang Yulong very unhappy.
When he went on the ring, his opponent was unlucky. He was sent flying by the sword and kept vomiting blood.
After that, Shen Qian 'er, Yan Kong, Luo Yi, Tang Yu, and the others went on the ring and won. However, when the referee announced the next round, the entire martial arts practice field suddenly became quiet.
There was only one name that could have such magical power, and that was Shangguan Liuyun.
His opponent was number 23, but his opponent had directly given up, which made everyone feel quite disappointed.
The second round ended and the third round began.
Fortunately, Yin Qingyi got a bye once again. This made her a little dazed, and it made countless disciples jealous to death.
In the third round, the contestants who were ranked at the top once again displayed their powerful strength.
In the third arena, disciple number 15, Wei Yong, looked at Jiang Yulong in horror. One move, just one move, and he was defeated. He didn't dare and was helpless. However, he didn't dare to challenge again.
In the first arena, disciple number 17, Guo Fangwu, moved his long sword. The gorgeous sword light filled the entire space. He stabbed out one thousand three hundred times in a row. Even the void was trembling, but he didn't touch the corner of Duan Fei's clothes.
After one thousand three hundred sword strikes, Duan Fei sent him flying with just one palm.
…
In the fifth arena, Lin Xuan's opponent was Luo Yi.
"Haha, Brother Lin, I didn't expect you and I would have such a battle!" Luo Yi laughed.
"Yeah." Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh. He remembered that when he first came to the duty hall, he got to know Luo Yi. Later on, Luo Yi's footwork aroused his interest.
"I hope Senior Brother Luo won't show mercy!" Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.
Luo Yi was stunned. Usually, when they were polite, they would say that they hoped for mercy. However, Lin Xuan actually said that he hoped for mercy. However, he knew that Lin Xuan said that because he didn't want him to have any misgivings.
"Brother Lin is straightforward. Then I won't be polite!" Luo Yi laughed loudly. He took a step forward, and like a flickering shadow, his body directly appeared in front of Lin Xuan.
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