The Prodigies War-Novel

A cold wind blew by, and the arena becdead silent.

Everyone was staring at the figure on the battlefield that was unshakable as a demon god.

Lin Xun had won eight battles in a row by himself, killing eight experts from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races. This astounded the entire audience!

“Disgusting! Utterly disgusting…”

On the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races side, apart from Saint Niu Zhenyu, only Niu Tuntian was left. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

Before the contest, he had never thought that such a tragedy would happen. Every single one of his companions had bled and died in front of him. This kind of suffocating feeling made Niu Tuntian almost go crazy with anger.

Even those in the imperial camp were in a daze, dumbfounded and speechless.

Eight consecutive victories!

Other than Xuan Luozi, who had been killed by Song Wuque, the other eight had been slaughtered by Lin Xun. Thus, Niu Tuntian was the only one left in the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races who was qualified to participate now!

Everyone's heart pounded hard. In the previous contests, the Ziyao Camp has been suppressed and shrouded in shadow and humiliation.

But today, Lin Xun turned the situation around forcefully, killing one opponent after another and making the enemy lose all hope!

In fact, even Zhao Xingye didn't expect Lin Xun to give her such a big “present.”

This reminded her of the "crazy things" Lin Xun had said before they had set off. He had only been worried that his opponents would not be able to match him…

Now, the facts showed that he hadn’t been boasting wildly, but instead had actually been stating the truth.

Niu Zhenyu said nothing, but his face was as gloomy as stagnant, dirty water, and the fury in his eyes was extremely terrifying. He also did not expect for them to suffer such a loss!

It was too awful!

If the news of this contest spread, then the morale of their alliance would definitely suffer a heavy blow. In the future...how could they still raise their heads in Blood Kill Battlefield?

In the stark silence, Lin Xun asked, “Do you still want to fight?”

There was an indescribable kind of disdain and contempt contained in that one sentence, which felt exceptionally piercing to Niu Tuntian. A weird feeling of depression welled up in his heart.

In the past, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races had looked down upon the empire during these contests, but now, it was the other way around!

How could Niu Tuntian possibly accept this?

“Earlier, you were worried that I would take advantage of your heavy injuries so you had decided to back off. Now I have fought eight times in a row, so my condition is not much better than yours. So I ask you, do you dare to fight?" asked Lin Xun indifferently.

Every word was like a knife, stabbing hard into Niu Tuntian's heart. His eyes were splitting with fury, and he couldn't hold back at all. He yelled, "Why wouldn’t I have the guts to do so?"

“Wait!” But at this moment, Niu Zhenyu shouted to stop him, "You have already participated in the contest and obtained your own glory. There is no need to fight anymore."

Although he made it sound nice, everyone could actually tell that Niu Zhenyu was not optimistic about Niu Tuntian’s chances and was worried that he would also be killed by Lin Xun!

“Ancestor, how can we possibly endure such a shameful and hateful blood debt?” howled Niu Tuntian, clearly unwilling to let this go.

“Heh heh.”

Lin Xun revealed a sarcastic smile. Everyone in the imperial camp was also disdainful and proud.

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“You…”

Niu Zhenyu was furious and was about to stop him.

In the distance, Zhao Xingye immediately exuded a terrifying and boundless power, locked eyes with Niu Zhenyu, and said coldly, "Want to break the rules? You need to askfirst to see if I agree!"

Niu Zhenyu's eyes widened in fury, and his aura becviolent, causing the whole world to wail and tremble.

But in the end, after glaring at Zhao Xingye for a while, he took a deep breath and said, “Very good, very good! If I have the opportunity in the future, then I will definitely have to learn from your clever tricks, Zhao Xingye!"

Zhao Xingye responded calmly, "Then you'd better wash your neck before coming back."

Niu Zhenyu snorted coldly with a terrifying dark expression on his face.

At the stime, Niu Tuntian had already taken action, taking out a golden trident. His body that was as majestic as a mountain rushed forward. His demeanor was terrifying, and his aura was overwhelming.

“Die!” he roared.

The trident flew across the sky, emitting endless golden light. It was extremely sharp and domineering, tearing the void apart as if it was tearing mere canvas.

Lin Xun swung his fist and shattered the attack. Golden light flew across the sky, causing the trident to sharply bounce away.

“Looks like you can’t win either,” said Lin Xun calmly.

“Die!”

Niu Tuntian's eyes turned bright red. Although he was furious, he was not overwhelmed by anger. His clan was famous for their strength, and the secret method they practiced was also extremely unique. The more angry they were, the more combat power they exerted.

In fact, it had the seffect as Lin Xun’s Yazi’s Rage.

The trident flew through the air, and its golden color transformed into a majestic and deep purple. Furthermore, a billowing sacred aura filled the area above its prongs.

This is indeed a Saint treasure!

In the distance, everyone in the Ziyao Camp bectense, and their expressions altered slightly. Niu Tuntian's power was too fierce, resembling an angry Bull Demon God. Even from afar, people were shaken by his power.

The great trident swung down, causing the earth to crack and explode. A long crack was torn open in the void, and the sharp edges that emitted a sacred purple aura were pointed directly at Lin Xun.

Even Lin Xun had to admit that Niu Tuntian was worthy of being one of the top experts on the Ten Thousand Races Combat Power Ranking. Not only did he possess the cultivation level of the ninth longevity stage, but he also had extremely good innate abilities and holy treasures.

Unfortunately, Niu Tuntian was not a suprfigure.

In other words, none of the experts who had died in Lin Xun's hands earlier had set foot on the suprpath!

While they were all kings who had overclongevity tribulations, their cultivation paths could not compare to Lin Xun’s. Thus, the previous results were all destined to happen. Even if they had an advantage in cultivation stage, it was still all in vain!

Without hesitation, Lin Xun fought with his bare hands. His punches were simple and direct, but the power that erupted with each punch was terrifying to the extreme.

This was martial arts power at the divine level. Furthermore, it was being used by Lin Xun, who had the foundation of the suprpath. The power was incredibly astonishing.

If Niu Tuntian didn't have an advantage in cultivation level and hadn’t been using a Saint-level treasure, which made up for the shortcomings of his own path, then he might not even be able to block Lin Xun's punch.

A fierce battle broke out. Within moments, the two had undergone hundreds of rounds. The sky and the earth darkened, and the sun and the moon lost all light.

The terrifying collisions, roars, and dazzling light swept across the field, making people look pale and astonished.

“I’m not as good as Lin Xun.”

Li Duxing, who had been silent and taciturn this entire time, finally spoke. There was an unconcealed expression of complete surprise on his face.

In terms of physical cultivation alone, Lin Xun was two levels below yet he was still evenly matched with Niu Tuntian who was using a Saint level treasure!

Li Duxing found this a bit hard to believe. It wasn’t just him. Shi Yu and others were shocked to the extras well.

First, he achieved eight consecutive victories. Following that, he was well matched in a fierce duel with Niu Tuntian. The strength and power that Lin Xun displayed made them all feel as if they were in a dream.

"This is the suprpath..." Zhao Xingye murmured to herself.

She knew quite well that the cultivation of these youngsters in the lower realm had improved in leaps and bounds after spending more than ten years in Blood Kill Battlefield. But in the end, they had missed a rare opportunity to becsuprfigures!

Why were cultivators so persistent in looking for opportunities?

The reason was right in front of them. Often a single chance was enough to change their own fates and cultivation progress!

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

On the battlefield, Niu Tuantian coughed up blood and was pushed back by Lin Xun's indestructible and immense fist power.

"Earlier, Liang Shao had died, leaving you seriously injured. Maybe you thought killing him wasn’t worth anything, but because of this injury, the weak you beceven weaker."

Lin Xun's expression was ice cold as he remembered the experts who had died at Niu Tuntian's hands. His black eyes were filled with cold, murderous intent.

“Impossible... You have already fought eight times in a row, but how can you still be so powerful?" roared Niu Tuntian out of shock and anger.

The reason why he had refused to listen to the others, who had been trying to stop him, and insisted on fighting with Lin Xun was because he believed that Lin Xun had been exhausted by his previous battles, so he was at the end of his rope.

Who would have thought that this was not the case?

“There are a lot of things that you don’t know,” responded Lin Xun calmly.

Throughout this entire time, Lin Xun didn’t tarry at all. He pushed forward like a demon god, looking domineering and extremely powerful.

In just a moment, Niu Tuntian was suppressed to the point where he could not lift his head. He had suffered extremely serious injuries, and his mouth and nose were bleeding uncontrollably.

He was panting heavily, his hair was disheveled, and his expression was pale and ferocious.

Everyone could tell that he was unable to turn things around!

In other words, this time, Lin Xun might really be able to kill all the empire’s opponents on his own, creating a miracle at this contest that would stun anyone!

“You’re not worthy.”

Suddenly, Lin Xun violently plowed forward. His fist power was as bright as the sun as he shot towards Niu Tuntian.

“No——!” Niu Tuntian screeched and dodged frantically, but it was already too late.

But at this critical moment, a change suddenly occurred——

"You little bastard, stop being so rampantly arrogant!"

Saint Niu Zhenyu actually took action as he bellowed in an icy-cold tone!

In the blink of an eye, he moved through the void, appeared on the battlefield, and struck at Lin Xun with his hand. It seemed like a simple attack, but the power of the Saint dao contained in it was terrifying enough to make anyone despair.

Everyone under the Saint realm were like ants. This was no exaggeration, and Niu Zhenyu was a True Saint as well!

His speed was too fast! He was so fast that the empire’s experts in the distance couldn't even react!

The situation at this twas extremely dangerous. Who would have thought that a Saint like Niu Zhenyu would disregard his reputation, break the rules, and take action against Lin Xun, a junior?

At this moment, Lin Xun was the only one who looked extremely calm. He had always had sreservations from the very start of the contest. He had been worried that, during the contest, sunforeseen events would occur once his overwhelmingly strong combat power was exposed.

As expected, the unexpected had occurred!

The moment Niu Zhenyu appeared, Lin Xun suddenly flashed strangely in the void and retreated into the distance faster than he had ever before.

Even Niu Zhenyu didn't seem to expect that Lin Xun could sense the danger in advance and dodge so quickly!

Obviously, he had been cautious from the very beginning!

The ground shook in the battlefield, and the void collapsed, presenting a horrifying scene of everything being destroyed. This was the terrifying power of a Saint's strike. But in the end, he failed to hit his mark as Lin Xun had narrowly avoided everything.

All this appeared to occur slowly, but in fact it all happened in an instant. It was as if Lin Xun had been walking before the gates of hell, and the thrill of doing so was something that the others had never experienced before.