Lin Chen raised his head, looking at the opponent in front of him, and spoke in an icy tone.
"Kid, you’re asking for death."
Zhang Meng’s eyes were icy cold as he looked at Lin Chen. Lin Chen’s attitude immediately infuriated him. With a movement, he swung his fist, aiming for Lin Chen’s head.
Although Lin Chen’s opponent had much higher cultivation than him, he didn’t feel any pressure facing Zhang Meng.
To Lin Chen, Zhang Meng’s speed seemed to slow down. It wasn’t that Zhang Meng was moving slowly, but rather that Lin Chen’s movement techniques were exceptionally fast.
With a sway to the left and right, Lin Chen easily dodged Zhang Meng’s attack. For origınal chapters go to novel{f}ire.net
After a series of exchanges, Zhang Meng found himself completely unable to get the better of Lin Chen.
Suddenly, Zhang Meng found the right moment to close in on Lin Chen, ready to attack him with his immense strength.
"Great, this is a perfect chance to attack! Hit him, Zhang Meng."
"Yes, just like that, take him down with one punch."
The crowd betting on Zhang Meng at the duel platform started shouting as soon as they saw Lin Chen reveal an opening.
However, just as Zhang Meng got close and was about to attack, Lin Chen threw a punch first.
"So you deliberately showed a flaw to draw me in."
"But even so, what can you do to me? My cultivation is several levels higher than yours."
"You, with your Heaven-reaching Realm Eight Layers Cultivation, still dare to clash with me directly? Truly courting death."
Then, their fists collided with each other.
Zhang Meng’s figure was sent flying nearly a hundred meters by Lin Chen’s punch. Fortunately, the martial arts arena was nearly ten miles wide, otherwise, with that punch from Lin Chen, Zhang Meng might have been directly knocked off the platform.
"How is this possible!?"
A numb sensation came from Zhang Meng’s arm, and with a look of disbelief, he turned his gaze towards Lin Chen, who hadn’t moved from his spot in the distance.
Their clash of strength resulted in his loss to Lin Chen.
After nearly a hundred exchanges, he hadn’t gained the slightest advantage; now he had even been sent flying by Lin Chen.
"Kid, I admit that I underestimated your strength, but this is where it ends. You’ve succeeded in arousing my killing intent. Now go to hell."
Zhang Meng’s tone was icy cold as he looked at Lin Chen before suddenly, a flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, and a massive hammer materialized.
"Zhang Meng, aren’t you lacking in martial virtue? To deal with a newcomer, you even brought out a Top-tier Earth-grade Magical Treasure."
Qin Kaifeng, seeing the giant hammer in Zhang Meng’s hand, immediately became somewhat worried.
He had experienced Lin Chen’s physical strength.
However, Zhang Meng was different from Sun Fengyu and Zhao Zhongchuan. His cultivation was formidable, and the giant hammer in his hand was a Top-tier Earth-grade Magical Treasure, its full power comparable to a Heaven-grade Treasure.
Could Lin Chen withstand it?
"This is a duel; what’s dishonorable about using magic treasures? If Lin Chen has a magical treasure, then by all means, he should use it."
"Exactly, exactly, there’s no rule against using magic treasures. This isn’t an admission test where the use of high-level treasures is prohibited."
"Well done, Zhang Meng, quickly defeat this kid."
Under the duel platform, the cheers were all urging Zhang Meng to quickly deal with Lin Chen so their bets would win.
However, as the crowd was cheering for Zhang Meng, a glimmer of spiritual light flickered in Lin Chen’s hand, and the Fiery Flame Sword appeared.
"What?! Heaven-grade! How could this guy possibly have a Heaven-grade treasure in his hand."
The onlookers stared at the Fiery Flame Sword in Lin Chen’s hands, immediately shocked, greed apparent in their eyes.
Although they were all Inner Sect Disciples of the Formation Sect, not everyone could have a Heaven-grade Treasure.
In the hands of most people present, there were only Top-tier Earth-grade Magical Treasures.
Following this, Lin Chen displayed the Summoning Thunder Sword Technique he had learned from the Formation Sect’s Spiritual Treasure Pavilion. The Fiery Flame Sword, already possessing the power of flame, now carried the force of thunder, enhancing its might even further.
After a round of fighting, Zhang Meng’s Cold Iron Hammer actually cracked.
Then, Lin Chen used the High Mountain Flowing Water Swordsmanship, and the sword light landed on Zhang Meng, immediately slicing him with countless wounds.
Zhang Meng was gasping for breath, fresh blood gushing unceasingly. Without prompt treatment, his life might be in danger.
Although Zhang Meng was reluctant to admit this fact, he truly had no strength left to fight.
Hearing this, Lin Chen went to collect his Contribution Value.
After collecting his Contribution Value, he sought out Qin Kaifeng for the six thousand Contribution Value they had bet.
However, as Lin Chen was about to leave, a call came from behind him.
"Hold on, I want to continue to challenge you."
The figure behind him spoke in an icy tone.
Turning around, Lin Chen saw that it was none other than Chang Bai standing in the distance, looking at him with eyes filled with hatred.
Chang Bai’s cultivation had broken through to the Second Layer of the Reverting Void Realm, which Lin Chen certainly couldn’t defeat.
Lin Chen spoke in an indifferent tone.
At these words, a wave of shock erupted from the surroundings.
Lin Chen had just defeated Zhang Meng, his formidable physical strength and his unpredictable swordsmanship witnessed by all. With a cultivation of Heaven-reaching Realm Eighth Layer, he had managed to defeat someone of the Third Layer of the Reverting Void Realm.
Yet the person now challenging Lin Chen was only at the Second Layer of the Reverting Void Realm, a cultivation not even as high as Zhang Meng’s; Lin Chen should have been able to defeat him.
So why did Lin Chen quickly concede?
Could it be that this challenger also possessed the strength to fight above his level?