The Prodigies War-Novel

Amid the haze of smoke and dust, Lin Xun's tall and stern figure was revealed.

He stood there silently. His black hair fluttered in the strong wind while his aura was as turbulent as a demon god’s.

He was completely unscathed!

Even though he had been attacked by the illusion of a golden luan, which was at the level of a Saint's attack, he was not even injured a little bit…

The whole place went dead silent. Regardless of whether they were friend or foe, everyone was still as if they were in a trance.

The previous attack was so terrifying that it made people's hearts hang in their throats, but the result was something no one expected. Lin Xun was still completely unharmed.

Zhao Xingye was stunned with a hint of surprise on her face. In her estimation, Lin Xun should have been able to block this blow, but he would definitely be severely injured.

She had even begun to calculate how likely their chances of winning would be after Lin Xun stepped down, leaving only the other experts of the empire left to fight.

But who would have thought that Lin Xun would give her an unexpected surprise?

“This is actually a Saint-level treasure with magical defensive power..."

In the distance, Niu Zhenyu's eyes flashed with a terrifying light. Then he noticed that a mottled bronze shield stained with blood had appeared in front of Lin Xun. The aura it exuded was ancient and vast, and it had a calm, holy and restrained atmosphere to it.

The arena continued to be completely quiet.

The experts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races couldn't accept this outcome. Such a powerful attack couldn't even touch one hair on that guy? How was that possible?

In the silence, Lin Xun put away his bronze shield and walked towards Meng Lianqing. His expression was full of coldness and indifference.

His footsteps were not loud, but under this silent atmosphere, they sounded like a big drum beaten by the God of War, beating hard on everyone's hearts.

Meng Lianqing's expression suddenly changed, and a chill emerged in her heart.

Just what kind of monster was he to possess such terrifying and heaven-defying combat power when he was only at the seventh longevity stage for physical cultivation?

At this moment, she felt total fear. But this was the contest, so there was no way out. She could only either win or die, which made her feel quite desperate.

It wasn’t as if she had never participated in contests before. In fact, she had even easily killed her opponents many times in previous contests.

Back then, she had looked down upon her opponents who had died under her own hands. She didn't take them seriously at all, and naturally she couldn't didn’t understand their feelings of despair.

Now, Meng Lianqing was experiencing it for herself and had realized that she was walking into the shadow of death!

That extremely uncomfortable feeling stimulated her desire to survive. Before Lin Xun could get any closer, she shrieked shrilly and swung her sword to kill.

The Golden Luan Bone Sword soared into the sky as it cried, resembling a golden divine rainbow as it spanned the sky and cut off the entire void.

But when it got close to Lin Xun, it was punched away and hit the ground hard, causing stone chips and smoke to splash all over the ground. It wailed unceasingly.

Meng Lianqing’s vitality had already been severely damaged, so she coughed up blood and her delicate body trembled.

On the other side of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, everyone's eyes were wide open, and their hearts were filled with worry, shock, and anger.

Everyone could see that Meng Lianqing could no longer hold on.

Suddenly, Kong Xiu said from outside the arena in a voice that was cold and filled with unwillingness, "Let her admit defeat and withdraw. In the next duel, I can give you a chance to admit defeat."

That one comment made the whole audience look at him.

This suggestion was undoubtedly very tempting as it gave each other a road to survival.

But unfortunately for them, Lin Xun directly refused it, "I already said that as long as I am on this battlefield, you will all die!"

His voice was resolute.

Everyone in the imperial camp couldn't help from feeling excited and exhilarated as they were being infected by Lin Xun's resolute and stern attitude.

The faces of Kong Xiu and other experts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races all turned gloomy, and their eyes looked as if they wanted to kill someone.

They had never experienced such a thing in previous contests!

Meng Lianqing's heart had gone completely cold. She knew that she had no chance…

Immediately, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she seemed to have made a decision.

But at this moment, Lin Xun was already going for the killing strike, and his speed was incredibly fast. Previously, he had been walking leisurely, but now he had instantly disappeared.

“Not good!”

Meng Lianqing's expression immediately changed, and she dodged with all her strength.

A bright fist light suddenly appeared, rapidly expanding in her field of vision. It then turned into a fist that seemed to cover all directions, as if it was everywhere and unavoidable.

Following that, she felt her eyes go dark, and her chest had burst open!

Her body was directly torn apart by the invincible fist power before shattering into pieces, turning into a scarlet and sad rain of blood that filled the sky.

Before she died, she had been caught off guard. There were too many things left unsaid and too many things left undone, all of which turned into a feeling of unwillingness that was then replaced by death.

Lin Xun said calmly, “You are not qualified enough to die with me."

His figure was tall and tall, bathed in the clear light of the dao. He exuded a power like a demon god. Not far away, bloody rain was falling.

This gruesscene immediately shocked the entire audience. Meng Lianqing had been executed!

This time, all of the experts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races sensed a serious threat and felt frightened.

Meng Lianqing was a peerless figure who was ranked in the top two of the combat power rankings, but in the end she had been ruthlessly killed. This shocked many people and made them feel heavy.

At this point, Lin Xun had first killed Bi Yunsheng and then slaughtered Xiang Longjia. Now, even Meng Lianqing was killed by him, so he had won three battles in a row!

Every battle was extremely bloody, and he was domineering and ruthless in each one.

Everyone could see that Lin Xun was very strong, stronger than they expected!

After thinking about it, they realized that they had been arrogant earlier. They had viewed their opponents with ridicule and scorn, treating the experts of the empire as if they were nothing.

But now, they could no longer laugh as Lin Xun had won three games in a row. Instead, their faces were filled with a heavy gloom.

This included their saint, Niu Zhenyu, whose expression was incredibly dark at this point.

“Next,” said Lin Xun in a cold and ruthless tone. His voice echoed throughout the arena.

He had said the sthing as before, but for the experts of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, the feeling was completely different from before.

Earlier, they had regarded Lin Xun's actions as provoking them, thinking that he did not know the bounds of the world and was looking for death.

But now, when that sword fell into their ears, it was like hearing the sound of a death knell, causing their expressions to change slightly.

The results were right in front of them, and the bloodshed had just begun. Even Meng Lianqing had died, so who dared to look down upon him? Who dared to ridicule and sneer anymore?

He was truly a terrifying individual!

What a racket, this guy has won three battles in a row yet he still won't give up?" An Huatian snorted and gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy and livid.

Niu Tuntian, Kong Xiu, and the other experts all looked uncertain.

Over at the empire’s camp, a burst of cheers broke out. Everyone's faces lit up, and they were overjoyed.

Lin Xun's consecutive big wins really boosted their morale.

Importantly, not only were their previous defeats depressing, but in the past years, the empire had been also suppressed in the contests. They had been unable to raise their heads, had shed too much blood and tears, and were ultimately extremely humiliated by the results.

Now, Lin Xun was standing alone on the battlefield. As the undefeated God of War, he was invincible and killed all the powerful experts on their opposing side. How could the Ziyao side not be delighted by this?

"Next? So many years have passed, and during that tno one has dared to look down upon the experts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races. Yet today, in a place like this, humans are killing us until fear has settled into our hearts. It is indeed...very embarrassing!"

Niu Zhenyu's voice was like thunder, stirring the world.

The experts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races all looked ashamed. When facing Lin Xun, they were indeed shocked. It truly was embarrassing.

Niu Zhenyu hollered, “If you feel humiliated, use your courage and fighting spirit to kill this kid!"

Wave after wave of fighting spirit surged into the sky. Niu Tuntian and others were all affected by this, igniting their inner fighting spirit and becoming agitated.

"Why are you all so arrogant? He is only a single human, so how can he possibly be the opponent of all of us? He is destined to die! He has to pay the price with his life!" shouted An Huatian. "In the previous contests, we have won successively, and the people who killed your empire’s experts were not as arrogant as you. What are you proud of now?"

At this moment, the angry shouts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races were in sharp contrast to the cheers from the imperial camp.

Throughout this, Lin Xun remained motionless and instead stated with a cold expression, "It's no use knowing how to bark. If you have the guts, then cup!"

“Kill!”

Suddenly, a strong expert rushed out, unable to contain his murderous intent and anger.

He was a man with a flaming beard and hair. He was surrounded by rolling lava flames, and his aura was extremely violent and frightening.

As soon as he attacked, the earth collapsed, molten lava swept across, melting the void, and the aura of destruction was terrifying.

Unfortunately, after only a few rounds, Lin Xun split his neck with a slap, and then trampled his body with a kick. His whole body was torn apart.

“Next.”

Lin Xun’s voice was ice cold. Even after many battles, he was still spotless and unscathed, and even his aura had not weakened much.

The eyes of the experts in the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races turned red, and they were about to burst with fury. Four consecutive defeats were hard for them to accept.

"I hate this so much!" roared Niu Tuntian as he looked up to the sky. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to go crazy.

At this moment, he probably felt what Lin Xun had felt when he was waiting. He didn't hate the enemy for being arrogant, but instead he hated the fact that he didn't have the chance to appear.

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Four consecutive victories!

Such an accomplishment has never been achieved before in previous contests!

Xuan Luozi had been killed by Song Wuque, so now there were only five people left in the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.

It could be said that even if Lin Xun withdrew from the battlefield at this moment, the empire was already at a certain advantage. After all, Li Duxing and Shi Yu had not yet appeared.

But Lin Xun was still going.

He stood there like an unshakable rock, determined to kill to the end!

In fact, no one knew that he had been holding back this entire tas he was afraid that being exposed as too strong would cause unnecessary incidents in the future.

For example, if Niu Zhenyu, a Saint, knew that no one in the room was worthy as his opponent, would he becangry and break the rules?

No one could say for sure.

Therefore, Lin Xun held back like a patient fisherman. Every the revealed his strength and combat power, he steadily suppressed it just enough in order to not appear too shocking.

For example, when he had killed Meng Lianqing, he actually could have blocked her killing attack directly without resorting to the blood-stained bronze shield!

Otherwise, with his qi cultivation at the eighth longevity stage, he could have killed his previous four opponents in a matter of seconds and been determined the winner!