“Daring to sneak attack up close?”
“Sky-Shaking Hand!”
Lin Yun slammed out a palm, his inner power instantly drained by half, black scales flashed on his hand, nails turned black, a terrifying energy surged from his palm!
Sky-Shaking Hand, Lin Yun’s last trump card, his biggest ace, meant to stay hidden till the end, but against Gao Yuan’s sneak attack, he had to use it!
Boom!
Lin Yun’s palm, smashed head-on into Gao Yuan’s!
The instant they clashed, Gao Yuan’s terrifying palm force, crumbled effortlessly under Lin Yun’s strike!
Lin Yun gripped hard.
“Ah!”
With a piercing scream, Gao Yuan’s entire left palm, torn off raw, blood gushing!
“Get off!”
As Gao Yuan wailed, Lin Yun snapped a fierce kick, slamming his chest, sent him flying off the arena with a crash.
“Hiss! Hiss!”
Gao Yuan, sprawled below, his left arm trembling, sucking in sharp breaths, his palm ripped clean off, the wound a grisly mess.
Lin Yun tiptoed, leapt down to Gao Yuan.
“Gao Yuan, without my pet, I can still beat you, I keep my word,” Lin Yun looked at him.
Pale-faced Gao Yuan, glared up at Lin Yun, his eyes venomous, shocked!
He vividly recalled, just over a month ago, he’d left Lin Yun spitting blood in the ruins.
A month later, Lin Yun’s strength, not only caught up, but crushed him!
This insane growth rate, chilled Gao Yuan to the core!
“This match, Lin Yun wins!” the referee declared loud.
“Brilliant! Big Brother Lin Yun won!”
Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, leapt up cheering.
“Good, good!” The sect leader, thrilled, shouted twice.
Though Lin Yun had beaten Gu Dong before, Gao Yuan’s bag of tricks outclassed Gu Dong’s, the leader had worried, now with this result, he was ecstatic.
The crowd, after a brief hush, exploded.
“My god, Gao Yuan’s palm, ripped right off, what a brutal move!”
“This guy, like Wang Luo, another terrifying dark horse!”
…
Lin Yun’s ferocious strike, stunned plenty in the crowd.
This fight, rewrote their view of Lin Yun again.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
Soul Refining Sect’s leader and crew, seeing Gao Yuan’s hand torn off and knocked offstage, their faces turned ashen.
The leader’s eyes, blazed with fury.
His sect’s best shot at top ten, felled this round, by Lin Yun no less!
First snatched at the Thousand Sects Battle, now ended by Lin Yun here, how could he not rage?
Gao Yuan, dragging his injuries, returned.
“Useless!” The sect leader glared at him, spat angrily.
Gao Yuan’s face, sank further, he’d been the sect’s shining star, always praised, never called trash by the leader—until now.
Up front.
“Emperor Xingwu, that Lin Yun kid’s move just now, seemed Heavenly Law-grade, right? Normal godly-tier techniques, no way they’d hit that hard!” a handsome immortal said.
Heavenly Law-grade techniques, leagues beyond godly-tier, a qualitative leap!
Normally, without an immortal around, no faction could touch Heavenly Law-grade stuff, or buy it with spirit crystals.
“Hmm, looks like it, didn’t expect him to know a Heavenly Law-grade technique, where’d he learn it, an immortal master? Unlikely, or maybe some immortal’s legacy? Those aren’t easy to snag,” Emperor Xingwu eyed Lin Yun below.
With Lin Yun’s repeated stunners, he had to admit, this kid was something else.
“Father, how’s that? I didn’t misjudge, did I? I bet he’ll hit top ten!” Jin Yao’er grinned.
“Let’s see the next one,” Emperor Xingwu watched the arena, next match coming up.
Below.
Wang Luo, the breakout dark horse, cast his gaze at Lin Yun.
“Interesting guy,” Wang Luo’s lips ticked up.
…
The remaining arena matches, pressed on.
25 to 13, wrapped up quick.
Next, the revival round, irrelevant to Lin Yun.
One spot up for grabs, all eliminated from the arena rounds could join.
Revival round, a free-for-all, everyone onstage, last one standing advanced.
During it, Lin Yun seized the time to recover.
Gao Yuan joined too, but with a hand gone from Lin Yun’s blow, he couldn’t break through.
After fierce fighting, Lu Yuan stood alone onstage.
Third on the leaderboard originally, beaten by Wang Luo, his revival win, no surprise.
Next round, 14 to 7.
14 fought, winners hit top seven, losers battled again, three emerged for eighth to tenth.
At Heavenly Sword Sect’s spot.
“Lin Yun, the remaining 13, all tough as hell, none weaker than Gu Dong or Gao Yuan, just do your best,” the sect leader urged earnestly.
The leader and sect knew, winning from here, damn near impossible!
The other 13, the empire’s top prodigies.
“Got it, Sect Leader, I’ll draw now,” Lin Yun replied, stood, headed forward.
He knew it’d be rough, but he had to face it!
At the draw.
Draw wrapped fast, Lin Yun got a ninth-ranked leaderboard foe, a prodigy from a super-family.
Draw done, new round kicked off.
Jiang Fengyu, Li Shi…
They took the stage, still crushed it easy, dark horse Wang Luo, advanced again.
Soon, Lin Yun’s turn.
After a fierce clash, using Sky-Shaking Hand, he won again.
Though the foe was ready, Sky-Shaking Hand’s raw power, unstoppable.
This fight, Lin Yun felt the strain, without Sky-Shaking Hand’s might, he’d have flipped and lost.
Lin Yun made top seven.
The seven who fell this round, fought again, three emerged, took eighth to tenth, joining Lin Yun’s seven in the top ten.
