The Prodigies War

Lin Xun grew stronger as he fought. After all, training was never as effective as actual combat.

Since Yuan Fatian also practiced the Nine Pure Saint Body Art, the duel against him gave Lin Xun better insight into the subtleties and essence of the body cultivation method.

Moreover, he had been tempered and tested in the Ancient Tablet of All and even indirectly obtained the Divine Elephant Martial Emperor’s inheritance.

In other words, he had received two peerless body cultivation inheritances!

To add the cherry on top, his Origin Aeth Artery also blessed him with a natural aptitude in body cultivation!

It was unquestionable that his Origin Aeth Artery had played an irreplaceable role in his rapid progress.

As such, it would be a huge mistake for Yuan Fatian to assume that Lin Xun was still a beginner physical cultivator.

The truth was that by this juncture, Yuan Fatian had already realized that the advantages he should have possessed were non-existent!

Lin Xun’s foundation and strength weren’t the least bit inferior to his own. Moreover, his understanding of combat between physical cultivators was simply astounding.

"He’s...a monster..."

Yuan Fatian felt an indescribable sense of oppression that somehow made him think of Yun Qingbai.

On the Demon Slaying Platform, Yun Qingbai had been defeated by Lin Xun's sword dao, dealing a crushing blow to his pride.

Yuan Fatian felt that he resembled Yun Qingbai from back then.

As he recalled the words he had spoken before the battle, Yuan Fatian was deeply ashamed and embarrassed.

It was a miserable feeling.

If he knew this would happen, he would never have promised the Little Golden Winged Dapeng King to fight against a monster like Lin Xun!

Yuan Fatian’s heart was filled with resentment.

Suddenly, Lin Xun stopped fighting and retreated into the distance.

Yuan Fatian was taken aback. Lin Xun smiled and said, "Let’s stop here. If the battle continues, I would likely have to employ other tactics."

An uproar immediately ensued.

However, Yuan Fatian remained dazed. After some time, he finally said, "The grievances between us are now resolved. You no longer owe me anything."

With that, he turned and left the battlefield.

Toady muttered, "Big brother is too kind. If it were me, I would have beaten him black and blue."

Both he and A’lu could tell that Lin Xun had deliberately taken a step back to save Yuan Fatian's face and allow him an opportunity to step down.

Many experts soon realized this as well, causing their expressions to turn complicated as a single word appeared in their minds.

Monster.

Previously, everyone had instinctively believed that Lin Xun would have zero chance against Yuan Fatian in body cultivation.

However, the earlier scenes made them gasp in amazement.

Although Lin Xun had yet to experience a single longevity tribulation in body cultivation, he was already a terrifyingly powerful physical cultivator!

After all, Yuan Fatian was a descendant of the Snubbed-Nose Monkey Clan who possessed exceptional talent and horrifying innate strength. Despite this, he was only on par with Lin Xun.

Suddenly, Mi Hengzhen asked, "Brother Lin, do you still have the strength to fight?"

His eyes gleamed with a sliver of unconcealable battle intent.

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "Please!"

Clang!

Mi Hengzhen gasped his sword and stepped into the arena. He said, "Brother Lin, there is no need to hold back. My only desire is to have a good fight."

"Excellent!"

Lin Xun displayed a carefree smile.

The experts present looked at each other. It was becoming a chain of consecutive battles!

However, such a situation had almost never occurred in the past. After all, look at the experts that had stepped into the arena to face Lin Xun like Fairy Ruowu, Little Golden Winged Dapeng King, and Yuan Fatian...who amongst them wasn’t a peerless overlord at the top of the Genius Gold Rankings?

Normally speaking, individuals like them would despise consecutively challenging a single person!

After all, almost no one was worthy enough for them to resort to such a tactic.

However, Lin Xun had become that one exception at this moment.

"Isn't this bullying?!"

A’lu frowned.

Zhao Jingxuan asked, "Do you think Lin Xun’s reputation will be hurt if he is defeated under such circumstances?"

The question immediately made A’lu's brows relax. Even defeat would not damage his big brother’s prestige!

After all, who wouldn't be able to tell how scary being consecutively challenged was?

In fact, A’lu even began to wonder if big brother kept winning...wouldn’t he become the absolute hegemon in the Ultimate Battlefield?

The mere thought of it made A’lu’s blood pump in excitement.

Rumble!

A battle erupted again in the arena

Mi Hengzhen was indeed the leader of the Moon Sun Sacred Palace’s younger generation. With his overwhelming combat power, he was undoubtedly one of the top overlord-tier individuals in the Upper Nine Realms.

This could also be seen by his ranking of eighth on the Genius Gold Rankings.

Mi Hengzhen practiced the Sun Moon Eight Refining Technique, a secret art that had been passed down from the ancient era. Additionally, he had a lucky encounter in the Upper Nine Realms where he obtained the inheritance of a Saint-King from the primeval era, which made him even stronger.

However, Mi Hengzhen was defeated after an incense stick of time.

He lost to Lin Xun’s ‘A Moment of Spring and Autumn.’

Mi Hengzhen displayed a solemn expression and said, "Brother Lin's combat strength has reached a level that we can only sigh in admiration at. Although I lost to Brother Lin, this battle has given me an epiphany. Thank you. "

"Thank you."

Lin Xun slightly bowed his head.

This time, Lin Xun didn’t give anyone a chance to speak. He abruptly raised his head and looked over the crowd as he said, "If there are still any Dao Friends who wish to exchange some pointers, please come forward and fight!"

His voice was calm but exuded a heroic air.

By this juncture, the fights had also completely ignited his blood and fighting spirit. All he wished for at this moment was an enjoyable battle.

Even the Saint’s Guide no longer mattered at this juncture.

After all, this was a rare opportunity. The people gathered here were all top-class talents, overlords, heaven prides, and saintesses.

He would likely never have such a chance again in the future.

Toady yelled, "Big brother is awesome!"

A’lu and the big black bird were also pumped up to watch the ensuing fights.

"You guys aren’t even the ones fighting but you’re making such a fuss."

Zhao Jingxuan rolled her eyes.

Deep down, she was also feeling a flurry of emotions. The charm Lin Xun displayed could mesmerize any woman and Zhao Jingxuan was no exception.

After all, who wouldn’t want their crush to be a hero?

"Brother Lin, I wish to experience your sword techniques!"

Ye Mohe rose to the occasion. His eyes gleamed like a sword as he made his request.

"Sure!"

Lin Xun didn’t refuse.

Next, the experts were once again treated to the sight of ‘No Return.’ Although it was the second time, they were still amazed by its brilliance.

It was a sword art that could shock all of eternity!

Ye Mohe was defeated.

Sword qi invaded him, causing him to cough blood and stagger. However, his eyes shone brightly as he let out a hearty laugh. "I have no regrets after receiving this attack."

Lin Xun's face had become slightly pale. Although he hadn’t sustained any injuries despite fighting so many battles in a row, his total energy expenditure was growing.

However, his waist was still straight and his expression was still calm!

"Which Dao Friend wishes to fight next?"

His voice boomed across the area.

Many people couldn’t help but feel a sliver of admiration when they looked at Lin Xun. Was this what a true expert was?

"Allow me!"

"Brother Lin, please."

"Great, regardless of victory or defeat, I only desire a duel with Dao Friend Lin!"

Strong experts such as Sword Demon Ye Chen, Mad Blade Xiao Cangtian, Wang Xuanyu, and other powerhouses stepped into the arena one after another to engage in fierce and exhilarating bouts against Lin Xun.

Lin Xun was ultimately unable to avoid injuries in the process. He was soon stained with blood, and his complexion grew increasingly pale.

However, he never once collapsed!

A’lu, the big black bird, and the others were silent, feeling incomparably nervous.

They could tell that Lin Xun was gradually becoming exhausted while his injuries were accumulating. It was only a matter of time before he fell.

Zhao Jingxuan's hands were tightly clenched in her sleeves. With slightly pursed lips, she closely watched the bloody figure who was still fighting in the arena as various emotions such as shock, pride, and uncontrollable worry swirled in her heart...

Her gaze swept across the area as she silently pondered. "Only a few left..."

When Lin Xun entered the arena, about half of the fifty-four experts who reached the second round had already faced off.

At the moment, he had already fought seventeen battles in a row and defeated seventeen overlord-tier experts. There were only three people left who could enter the arena.

The most problematic among them was Imperial Son Shaohao!

He had only observed from start to end as if he wasn’t interested in the Saint’s Guide. However, who could say for sure that he wouldn’t participate?

If Lin Xun was in prime condition, no one would be worried if he had to face Shaohao.

However, Lin Xun was worn out and covered in injuries at the moment.

How could Lin Xun match Shaohao in such a condition?

If Zhao Jingxuan could see this, the other experts could naturally do so as well.

For a time, they would occasionally cast glances at Imperial Son Shaohao as if hoping to find out what he was thinking.

"The mysterious Saint’s Guide still hasn’t appeared. If the Saint’s Guide only appears after the second round is over...it would be a huge loss for Lin Xun!"

Many people shared this sentiment. They could tell that Lin Xun had almost no hope of winning again if Imperial Son Shaohao entered the arena at the final moment.

The most likely outcome was Imperial Son Shaohao’s victory and obtaining the Saint’s Guide!

After all, the rules stated that the end of the second round also marked the end of the Ultimate Inheritance Land.

In other words, the Saint’s Guide was destined to appear in the second round!

Rumble!

Lin Xun triumphed again on the Ultimate Battlefield. However, he was panting heavily, almost entirely covered in blood, and his complexion had become dreadfully pale.

It was clear that he was at the end of the rope.

"Brother Shaohao, aren't you still not going to make an appearance?"

Lin Xun looked at Shaohao. After all, how could he ignore such a peerless individual?

Shaohao was taken aback. He shook his head and said, "There are still two Dao Friends who have yet to step into the arena. It will be better to give them the opportunity first."

Lin Xun joked, "Aren't you worried that the Saint’s Guide will arrive before you come?"

Shaohao was silent for a while before calmly saying, "That will mean that I am not fated to encounter this blessing."

He was fully open and honest.

Lin Xun nodded. There was nothing more to say. He then looked at the two experts who had yet to step into the arena.