"I'll suppress you later. Let's see if you can still be arrogant then!" Shen Yaotian's body shone with 108 astral halos. He stared fiercely at Lin Xuan, wishing he could tear him apart.
The four of them attacked from all directions, using their strongest moves.
A golden light flashed and tore through the sky. It was like a golden spear that pierced through the air.
On the other side, ancient inscriptions jumped and formed a ferocious demonic bear. It roared at the sky, its voice tearing through the heavens.
108 astral halos shone and condensed into a mysterious starry sky map that pressed down on Lin Xuan!
The starry sky map was incomparably vast. It was like a real starry sky that carried terrifying power.
In the end, Hei Muya also gritted his teeth and roared, using his strongest attack.
The small black tree rotated and formed a black ball of light. It quickly surged out like the water of the Underworld River.
The four geniuses attacked with all their might, causing the space to explode. The boundless energy caused the void to boil and quickly drowned Lin Xuan.
Fortunately, the four Supremacies had joined forces to form a light barrier that protected the teahouse well. Otherwise, it would have been reduced to ashes long ago!
The 100,000 spectators exclaimed. That attack was too powerful. The four geniuses could definitely contend against a Supremacy if they joined forces.
Lin Xuan had only condensed his Martial Soul and was not a true Supremacy. Could he block this attack?
Everyone held their breaths and watched carefully.
The four peerless geniuses joined forces and unleashed a terrifying attack that drowned Lin Xuan.
The four of them were too terrifying when they joined forces. They could suppress a Supremacy.
Lin Xuan unleashed the power of his Sword Soul. He waved his long sword and condensed a demonic red lotus in the air that quietly bloomed.
The red lotus floated in the air, tender and alluring. Every petal was crystal clear and contained the power of the Sword Soul.
Then, it soared into the sky and spun rapidly, forming streaks of sword Qi that slashed in all directions.
Each streak of sword Qi was as thick as a mountain. They were like angry dragons that roared at the sky.
The void surged and countless waves of air rolled like waves, slapping in all directions.
The sword Qi was incomparably sharp. It was like a peerless divine sword that slashed down quickly.
Boom! Puff!
108,000 streaks of Sword Qi shot out in all directions like a rain of light, slicing apart the combined attack of the four peerless geniuses.
Everything happened too quickly. In the blink of an eye, the combined attacks of the four geniuses were shattered, turning into Spirit Qi that floated in the air. After that, the four of them coughed out blood and were sent flying.
With one sword, the four geniuses had been defeated.
Everyone was dumbfounded. There were no words to describe their feelings.
Lin Xuan was like a peerless Sword God. His sword shook the heavens and repelled all the prodigies.
At this moment, his figure was deeply imprinted in the hearts of many martial artists. Even a hundred years later, there were still people who mentioned this battle.
Lin Xuan defeated the four prodigies with a single sword strike and became the champion of this year's Martial Competition.
At the same time, he also obtained the champion's reward – 10 million medium-grade spirit stones, a divine dream bone, and a chance to see Heavenly Daughter Murong.
Each of these three rewards was enough to make people excited.
Lin Xuan was also excited. This was because he could finally obtain the divine dream bone!
It was a key material to make the Red Lotus Armor.
As long as he continued to collect it, he believed that one day he would be able to make the true Red Lotus Armor.
After placing the divine dream bone and 10 million medium-grade spirit stones into his storage belt, Lin Xuan smiled with satisfaction.
And at this time, in a private room on the fourth floor, a small and cute girl appeared.
She lightly humphed and pouted at Lin Xuan, saying, "Hey, my family's Miss invites you in."
"You again?" Lin Xuan smiled as he saw the young girl. "I say, can you be a bit nicer this time?"
"Humph, you bastard! You want me to treat you with respect? Dream on! "
As Ling 'er recalled the last time she was defeated by Lin Xuan, she was driven mad with anger.
She clenched her teeth and whispered, "Damn bastard, if you have the ability then refuse again."
However, she was disappointed this time. This was because Lin Xuan didn't refuse. Instead, he readily agreed.
Ling 'er gnashed her teeth in anger at Lin Xuan's reaction. She wanted nothing more than to pounce on him and bite him.
Lin Xuan did the same this time. Firstly, he was really curious about how beautiful the legendary Murong Goddess was to be able to make so many geniuses go crazy.
Secondly, he needed to use the Murong Goddess's name to intimidate the Divine Bird Palace so that they wouldn't dare to make a move.
This way, he would have time to deal with them.
Under countless envious gazes, Lin Xuan followed Ling 'er to a palace-like private room.
As soon as he entered, Lin Xuan saw a fairy-like girl.
Although her beautiful face was covered by a white veil, Lin Xuan was sure that she was a peerless beauty from her hazy silhouette.
No wonder so many geniuses went crazy for her. Just her figure alone was enough to make people infatuated and unable to extricate themselves.
Lin Xuan's Great Dragon Sword Soul swam around in his body, allowing him to maintain a clear mind.
Then, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "I've long heard that the Murong Goddess is as beautiful as a fairy. Now that I've seen you, you're indeed extraordinary."
Murong Qingcheng looked at Lin Xuan in surprise. Lin Xuan's eyes were too clear, without a trace of impurity.
One had to know that when those warriors saw her in the past, they all had a dazed look. Even those geniuses were not spared.
However, Lin Xuan was different. Although he was also admiring her, he maintained an absolute clarity of mind.
This made the middle-aged scholar beside him exclaim in admiration.
"Young Master Lin, you're a young genius. How admirable. May I know where your master came from?" Murong Qingcheng asked.
Her voice was very pleasant, like the sound of nature.
"My master lives in the mountains. He's not famous. You won't know even if I tell you."
Lin Xuan laughed.
"Living in the mountains, that means he's an expert." Murong Qingcheng thought to herself. At the same time, she realized that perhaps Lin Xuan did not have a powerful background.
Thinking of this, she smiled slightly. "I wonder if Young Master Lin is willing to follow me and step onto the peak of martial arts?"
"Follow you?" Lin Xuan was stunned. "You mean to marry into the Murong Clan?"
"Uh, although you're very beautiful, isn't it a little too soon to talk about marriage the first time we meet?"
Murong Qingcheng: …
The middle-aged scholar: …
Ling 'er: …
The three of them were stunned, as if they were petrified.
Murong Qingcheng's face turned red. Although there was a veil between them, Lin Xuan could still feel her shyness.
It was as if her every frown and smile could captivate people.
Ling 'er screamed, "Talk your head! Despicable bastard, why are your thoughts so dirty? I'm so angry!"
She bared her fangs and brandished her claws, constantly rubbing her canine teeth.
On the side, the middle-aged scholar also laughed, as if he had heard the most interesting thing.
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose helplessly. "What, did I say something wrong?"
"Young Master Lin, I think you've misunderstood. I meant to say that you'll join my faction." Murong Qingcheng's expression returned to normal, but her voice was still a little unnatural.
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