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"Impossible. How could a servant like you train in a soul technique and strengthen your spiritual sense?"
After hearing this, he was momentarily at a loss. It turned out that Lin He was using his spiritual will to attack him. He looked at the dagger in Lin He's right arm …
Lin Hu was glad that he had been nourished by the Soul Pouring Lotus that time. Although it had been incomparably painful in the past, it had saved his life today. Naturally, it could not escape the mysterious radiance.
"I don't want to waste my breath on you. Come, let's fight."
Facing this person, he didn't want to say much. When he was twelve, the one who ambushed him was this person, and the scar on his face was caused by him desperately fighting back.
Now that he saw his enemy before him, he didn't have much to say.
"Since you want to die, then!"
"You talk too much nonsense. Since you're using a weapon, I'll use one as well."
Lin Hu, who had already found his target, ran to the edge of the martial stage and broke off a metal rod. He nodded his head in satisfaction.
The metal rod was completely black. It was made from pure iron, and it was already stained with rust. It looked no different from a fire poker in the mortal world.
Lin Hua's actions caused a burst of laughter from the Lin Clan disciples below the stage.
"Is this guy here to be funny? Can something like that even be used for combat?"
"Who knows? Even if someone else uses a weapon, he wouldn't know what to think."
"Let's keep watching and see. Even the soul attack of the Three Souls Art was blocked by him. It's not simple at all."
Lin He looked at Lin Hua's iron rod, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
"I hope your broken stick isn't cut by my weapon."
Lin He's dagger was only three inches long, but it emitted an incomparably sharp luster. One could tell with a glance that it was a life-killing treasure.
A weapon like this was obviously not ordinary. It could actually cut off his iron rod, but he did not care. He placed the iron rod on the right side of his body and quietly looked at Lin He.
"I already said that you talk a lot of nonsense."
Lin Hu was the first to make his move. This time, he did not use brute force, but released his martial qi.
Lin Shan nodded his head in satisfaction as he gazed upon the thick and heavy foundation that was formed. "Good. A solid foundation. Very good."
Chasing Chan gently stepped forward, and a metal rod smashed down towards Lin He's head. If it hit his head, it would definitely explode, as if she knew the power of this attack.
Lin He immediately retreated to avoid the attack.
After the strike missed, Chan's soft steps continued to close in on Lin He. Another staff swung towards Lin He's right arm, and a heavy sound of wind breaking rang out.
Lin He had a serious expression on his face. He didn't dare to use his dagger to resist, much less use the iron rod to cut off the sprout.
"Why is this brat so strong?" Seeing Lin Hua closing in on him step by step, Lin He's face showed a serious expression.
After the two strikes missed, Lin Hu's expression was calm as he continued to attack with his iron rod. This time, he swung it towards Lin He's right leg.
Seeing Lin He jump up, the corners of Lin Hua's mouth slightly bent, and his right leg shot out, landing right on Lin He's chest.
"Cough, cough!"
A mouthful of blood was spat out instantly and sprinkled on the arena.
In this battle of life and death, Lin Hu had no mercy at all. He grabbed his iron rod and continued to pursue Lin He, smashing it down towards Lin He's head.
Lin He hadn't even gotten a chance to take a breath before he saw a black shadow coming towards him and immediately rolled away.
The people below the stage were all dumbfounded. Those who had previously mocked Lin Hu's iron rod were now speechless.
On the stage, Lin Hua was using iron rods to chase Lin He and gave him a good beating. This kind of dramatic scene would likely cause them to discuss it for a long time after the family meeting.
"Senior-apprentice Brother Lin He, beat him up!"
"Senior brother Lin He, use that beautiful dagger of yours and cut off that iron rod he picked up in the arena!"
"Senior brother Lin He, good luck!"
The noise from below the stage made Lin He want to cry. Beat your sister, flay your uncle, you guys go up and try it, this Lin Hua's strength is so great that he doesn't seem like a normal person.
At this moment, his heart was like ten thousand galloping horses. Looking at Lin Hua's heavy and condensed martial energy, even if he was a martial artist of the Tenth Order, it would still be difficult to reach him!
After thinking like this, he started to be jealous of Lin Hua. He had been addicted to martial artists for many years and couldn't find a way to break through to the Martial Spirit Realm, but he had one of the best foundations.
Now that he met this freak in front of him, it was hard to describe the feeling in his heart.
"Brat, don't blame me."
He took out a small piece of cloth from his left sleeve and tossed it toward Lin Hua's eyes.
Lin Hua, who had been on guard for a long time, quickly avoided the attack. The first punch of the Eight Style Chaos Fist carried a burst of martial Qi, blew up the powder and flew towards Lin He's eyes.
A blood-curdling scream immediately resounded in the arena.
The Lin family's higher ups saw Lin He's actions, but they did not stop him. A life and death battle where a king defeats a thief, no matter what you do, you have already been tacitly approved.
Below the stage, the Lin Clan disciples obviously knew Lin He. They had been caught stealing chickens, so no one dared to attack Lin Hu.
When the powder entered his eyes, he immediately knelt on the ground and covered his eyes.
In less than thirty breaths, black Qi began to spread from his eyes to his cheeks, and black blood began to seep out of the skin on his face.
This scene was sinister and disgusting, making it difficult for people to look at it directly. If they were to be struck by such a poisonous drug, they would most likely end up in this state.
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Such a vicious and malicious person definitely could not be left behind. After having such thoughts, he carried the iron rod and walked over to the lying Lin He.
The top of the head was the weak point of mortals, and it was the same in the world of martial arts before reaching a high level.
"I'm going to solve your pain."
"Lin Hu, I was wrong! Let me go!" Lin He stretched out his hand and began to beg for mercy, but Lin Hua coldly stared at him and then squatted down, "Back then when I crippled my meridians, did you ever think of such a day?"
Hearing this, Lin He's body trembled for a moment, but he immediately stopped speaking.
"It seems like you understand."
After finishing his sentence, he activated the iron rod and swung it towards Lin He's head. Lin He's seven orifices started bleeding, and he finally stopped breathing.
All the cheers in the world of martial cultivation were for the victors. Lin Hu, who was on the stage, now gathered all the gazes of the people around him.
"He's too strong. A service disciple actually defeated a core disciple. This has never happened before."
"That's right, he's too strong. What kind of martial arts attainments does he possess to be able to achieve such a feat?"
The surrounding Lin Clan disciples were stunned as they looked at Lin Hua in disbelief.
"It's unbelievable that a service disciple could reach Fighter 9-dan without resources."
"Yeah, compared to him, we can't even compare!"
"He has now defeated a core disciple, and is now a core senior."
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The one who was the most shocked was Lin Yu'er. Looking at Lin Hu on the stage, he felt a sense of absent-mindedness, as if he had just returned.
Recalling the words she had said before, it was difficult for her to understand her feelings. She looked at Lin Hua on the martial stage with a complicated expression, and then she let out a sigh.
However, thinking back to when he told Lin Hua to run, he didn't have a bad impression of him, so he relaxed his brows.
The happiest one was Lin Rou. She excitedly looked at Lin Hua with her eyes glowing, "I knew Lin Hu was very strong."
Lin Caixuan recalled the scenes from that year. She stared blankly at Lin Chu, who stood on the martial stage.
Then, he looked at Lin Nan Tian's confident expression and the corner of his mouth curved up.
The discussions of the outer court disciples beneath the stage didn't affect Lin Hua's mood.
He had come to the Lin Clan Manor Gathering just to test out his actual combat strength as well as Lin He's battle to the death.
The most important thing was that he wanted to find traces of the Evil Soul Master, so Xiao Yue'er's disappearance must be related to the Evil Soul Master.
All kinds of thoughts were in his mind. He didn't enjoy these shocked gazes, nor did he enjoy the worshipful looks from the servants' disciples.
The core disciples were all silent. Lin He was also one of the best amongst them, which also meant that Lin Yu was much stronger than most of them.
After standing there stunned for a moment, Lin Hu immediately turned around and walked off the stage.
"Next up is the Core Disciple Competition. Aren't you interested in competing for the inner sect spots?"
The voice came from Lin Shan. This was the first time he had spoken since the beginning of the martial arts practice.
Lin Shan's words clearly favored Lin Hua. This caused the expressions of the other Lin Clan disciples to change as they looked at Lin Hua.
From the previous disdain and ridicule to the present reverence, this was the way the hearts of people were. In the world of martial cultivators, one could not live without fear, and most people felt this way.
"I've come here to fight him to the death. I'm not too interested in the inner court quota."
Before Lin Zhe came here, he had asked the inner sect disciples about cultivation and spent all his time on it. He didn't have much time to freely move, as this would hinder him from finding the Evil Soul Master.
"If I were to say that the champion of the core disciples' clan gathering would possess the Spirit Life Pill which could increase the probability of condensing Martial Spirit, would you be interested in having a bottle of the pill which could increase your Martial Qi level?"
Lin Hu, who was about to step down from the stage, paused for a moment.
The Life Spirit Pill was a mysterious pill used to communicate with the martial spirits at the peak of martial arts. It was a priceless pill in a small city like Cloud City.
"May I ask what kind of pill can increase one's battle qi?"
He was neither humble nor haughty as his tattered clothes fluttered in the wind. His eyes were clear as he stared at the Lin Clan's clan head, Lin Shan, standing on the martial stage.
This attitude made Lin Shan nod his head, "Heaven Yuan Pill."
After speaking indifferently, Lin Hu sucked in a breath of cold air. The Heaven Origin Pill was only at the level of the Spirit Life Pill, but it was the dream pill that a cultivator at the peak of the Martial Stage was looking for.
It was difficult for a Peak Martial Disciple to absorb Martial Qi. However, if they consumed the Heaven Origin Pill, they could increase their Martial Qi by another level. Combined with the Spirit Life Pill, they would have a high chance of breaking into the Martial Spirit realm in one fell swoop.
In the Martial Spirit Continent, the probability of becoming an alchemist was roughly three to seven times higher than that of a martial cultivator. Thus, there were very few alchemists.
And so on. Pills were usually priceless, and even if one had a thousand gold coins, it would still be difficult to buy a pill that was precious to martial artists.
Of course, the majority of outer disciples had one Martial Qi Pill, while the core disciples had ten. As for inner disciples, it was hard to find, so it would be hard to find out.
After thinking for a while, Lin Hu stopped and looked at the core disciples. His face was filled with clear intention to fight.
Lin Nan Tian saw Lin Hu's actions and stood up. In his opinion, Lin He died in the bottle of his poison powder, not Lin Hu's strength.
"Lin Yuan, get off the stage and rest first, everything must be done according to the rules."