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"Good job, Senior Brother Lin Yue. You're the best."
Lin Yue wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and gripped his sword tightly. Traces of martial qi started to gather in his hand.
"It's useless."
As soon as he finished his bland words, a figure arrived in the blink of an eye and struck the center of his face with his fist once again.
"Clang clang clang!"
This time, the punch caused the longsword to fall and the figure turned his face to the sky once again. After falling down, he turned his head with much difficulty to look at the Lin Clan disciples below the stage.
"You guys come up and try it. I don't want to experience the power of this punch anyway."
After finishing his words, he raised his right hand. "I admit defeat."
He didn't want to feel the power of this punch any longer. It was as if his entire body had lost the ability to think. He rubbed his swollen eyes and said, "A small success Iron Cliff Skill really can't withstand a beating!"
"It's fake. He just lied down with just two punches. Even a warrior of Stage Nine only has the strength of 900 jin. How is that possible?"
"Moreover, he hasn't even used his martial arts. He's only using brute force!"
Seeing Lin Yu walking down the stage with his hands behind his head, the Lin Clan disciples all had expressions of disbelief on their faces, and then they started to despise Lin Yue.
"This fellow also relied on water to survive until now. No wonder he was unable to defeat Lin Hu."
"That's right. If I were to run into Lin Nantian or Senior Sister Lin Caixuan, this Lin Hu would definitely be defeated in two punches."
The sounds of rage in the surroundings all shifted to Lin Yue, causing him, who was lying on the ground, to be on the verge of tears.
Thinking back on the previous punch, Lin Yue fell into his memories, "It's not just 900 jins of strength, in my opinion, it should be at least 1,500 jins!"
"This battle is Lin Hua's victory."
However, there were no cheers, only some sounds of unwillingness. He ignored these discontented voices, and after going down from the stage, he leaned against a tree and went to sleep.
"I'll go look at this guy. I don't like his careless attitude."
"He's actually sleeping again. Letting him enter the top four is simply an insult to us."
The elders on the platform all had expressions of disbelief on their faces as they stared at Lin Hu.
"Is this little guy born with inborn divine strength?"
"I can't say. Otherwise, if I don't use two punches filled with Martial Qi, I would be able to beat someone of the same level with brute force. It would be very difficult."
Without a doubt, Lin Hu had once again received attention, especially the killing intent in Lin Hua's eyes.
Lin Nantian curled his lips, "Only a waste of brute force. Don't let me meet you."
He only used a voice that he heard and muttered to himself. During this time, he secretly glanced at Lin Caixuan.
He saw that Lin Caixuan's eyes were filled with surprise, which then made him even more infuriated.
Lin Hu didn't know of this hatred, but even if he did, he would feel that Lin Nan Tian was a complete mystery.
Lin Hua's victory meant that one out of the top seven had already died. Currently, there were only six silhouettes remaining.
They were Lin Hu, Lin Nantian, Lin Caixuan, Lin Wushuang, Lin Mei, as well as a person with the peak of martial arts cultivation. This person had an extraordinary aura and was a member of the Lin Clan's side branch.
In Lin Mei's opinion, Lin Yue's loss to Lin Hua did not surprise her at all, because Lin Zhu had previously used his iron rod to hit Lin He. She still vividly remembered that heavy and condensed Martial Qi. She had a cultivation technique that allowed her to sense Martial Qi.
In her impression, Lin Yuan's martial qi was heavy, condensed, and sturdy, with some unknown energy mixed within.
Of course, what Lin Mei did not know was that this power was related to Lin Hua's Starlight. The Starlight nurtured the body and channeled the martial Qi into the Qi field.
When he practiced the Three Saint Dragon Striking Technique, he also used the martial qi and star radiance. After combining them together, he had also undergone eight body tempering sessions. That was why Lin Hu's current physique and strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person.
Even if he was able to suppress a martial artist's 9th Body Refinement Layer cultivation, facing a martial artist's 9th Body Refinement Layer cultivation, Lin Yue, who had yet to reach the level of Iron Cliff, could only use two punches.
Others might be surprised, but if Zi Tong was here, he would most likely give her another punch. After cultivating her Three Saint Dragon Fighting Technique, she actually wasn't able to solve her problem with one punch.
After sizing up the sprout for a moment, Lin Mei tapped the ground and jumped into the air. With an elegant turn of her body and a light tap in the air, she fell onto the stage like a butterfly dance.
Her arrival had undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone.
Her gentle and gentle appearance revealed her understanding and rationality. She did not have much decoration on her, but she appeared even more approachable. Her facial features were exquisite, yet not enchanting at all.
This was the first impression that Lin Mei gave to everyone. More importantly, Lin Mei's reputation was well-known among the Lin Clan's disciples.
She was willing to help others and was good at teaching martial arts. If Lin Zaixuan was a peony with a national color, then she was like a plum in winter, indifferent to fame and not fond of fighting.
"Look, that's Sister Lin Mei, my goddess!"
"Sister Lin Mei is on stage! "Sister Lin Mei, you can do it!"
"It doesn't matter if Sister Lin Mei loses. You are the most beautiful person in my heart."
Faced with the crowd's encouragement, Lin Mei smiled kindly at the crowd and bowed to express her gratitude.
Lin Mei's appearance on the stage had also attracted Lin Hua's attention. In his mind, Lin Mei was stronger than Lin Lin. Furthermore, she was stronger by more than just a little.
However, at this time, he frowned and the surrounding encouraging members of the Lin Clan also stopped speaking.
It was because Lin Mei's opponent was the core disciple of the Lin Clan, Lin Nantian, the son of the head of the Lin Clan, Lin Hua.
Lin Nantian had a smile plastered on his face from start to finish. He put the spear on his right shoulder and looked at Lin Mei with a cynical expression. He was nonchalant and sized her up without restraint.
Facing this gaze, Lin Mei slightly raised her eyebrows, revealing an expression of displeasure on her face that was devoid of any makeup.
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"Senior sister Lin Mei, you are older than me by a few years, why are you bullying me?"
Lin Nan Tian's eyes revealed arrogance. He raised his head high and teased.
"Everyone knows that you, Lin Nantian, are a genius, I do not have that ability."
Hearing this, the corners of Lin Nantian's mouth curled, "Since you know, then obediently step down. Seeing as you are a beauty, I won't ruthlessly destroy you."
Ignoring Lin Nantian's provocation, Lin Mei took out her three foot long blade, making her intentions clear.
Lin Nantian shook his head, "Then don't blame me. I can't keep my spear."
Lin Mei was the first to move. Her black hair danced in the air and a transparent martial qi accompanied the sword light. It spread out in all directions. This was not sword qi but a martial skill.
"The Spring Rain Sword Art. I'm worried."
As Lin Mei spoke, she instantly closed in on him. Apparently, she had mastered the Wind Stepping Steps.
Lin Mei's speed was especially fast. When paired with the unending spring rain sword technique, Lin Nan Tian started to panic.
What was spring rain? Spring rain made all living things return to life. The endless drops of rain seemed like endless vitality, making it hard for people to resist.
Just like Lin Mei's martial art which was flying in all directions right now, he had the intention to defend and silently merged into his own martial art.
Every time the Qi entered his body, Lin Nan Tian would feel that it was a bit difficult to circulate it. He frowned and looked at Lin Mei, "Your sword art is a bit strange."