Was Lin Yun truly about to be defeated by the Young Lord of the Underworld Palace?
On the arena.
Within the black mist, Lin Yun continued to fight fiercely against the black puppet.
Haha. How does it feel, Lin Yun? For thousands of years, I have prepared wholeheartedly for the Peak Competition. You are the first to experience the might of my puppet. You are certain to lose. Yet even in defeat, you can hold your head high, for you forced me to reveal my trump card. The Young Lord laughed loudly.
When Lin Yun first encountered the Young Lord in Chaos City, the latter had mentioned that he had spent these thousands of years preparing for the Peak Competition, leaving him no time to deal with Lin Yun personally.
During those millennia, Lin Yun had been improving himself. Meanwhile, with the full support of the Underworld Palace, the Young Lord had successfully refined this powerful puppet.
Young Lord of the Underworld Palace, is it not a little early for you to gloat? Lin Yun gave a cold smile.
Deep in his heart, Lin Yun knew full well that continuing to tangle with the black puppet would only place him at an ever greater disadvantage.
After all, he was human, while his opponent was akin to an emotionless machine.
Cangxuan Secret Scripture, Fifth Layer Cangxuan.
The meridians within Lin Yun’s body reversed their flow, causing his power to surge dramatically.
Divine Dragon Claw.
Dragon scales instantly covered Lin Yun’s arms.
The Dragon Emperor Bone and Dragon Emperor Art erupted completely.
Boom.
With his full power unleashed, Lin Yun struck another ferocious sword blow against the black puppet.
A wound three inches deep appeared on the puppet’s massive fist. It was forced to stagger backwards.
Now.
Heart of Speed Origin, erupt.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes. His speed exploded astonishingly. Seizing the moment the puppet retreated, he burst out of the black mist’s range in an instant. His sword slashed viciously towards the Young Lord standing at a distance.
Wherever the treasured sword passed, the air shattered. The entire arena trembled.
What?
Facing the suddenly charging Lin Yun, the Young Lord’s expression changed drastically.
He hastily manipulated the black puppet to fly over, hoping to use it to block.
But Lin Yun’s speed was too great.
The black puppet could not arrive in time. The Young Lord had no choice but to meet Lin Yun’s sword strike head-on.
This single sword carried the full eruption of all Lin Yun’s techniques, including the Cangxuan Secret Scripture, Dragon Emperor Bone, and Divine Dragon Claw. Its power was utterly terrifying.
Confronted by the sword that arrived in a flash, the Young Lord could only steel himself. He swiftly swung the black long staff horizontally to parry Lin Yun’s blow.
Boom.
The sword radiance, carrying boundless might, collided instantly with the blocking staff.
Amid a deafening explosion, the Young Lord’s arms twisted violently. The bones shattered completely, exposing ghastly white fragments.
Pfft.
As blood sprayed forth, his eyes bulged wide. His entire body was hurled backwards by the impact. With a tremendous crash, he smashed into the ground below the arena, shattering even the reinforced surface.
The black puppet, losing its controller, collapsed instantly onto the floor.
Though it was only one sword, the might of that single strike was far too fearsome.
One must remember, Lin Yun’s realm was already Harmony. Add to that his inner force strengthened by the Tree of Origin, the Heart of Power Origin, six divine veins, ninth-order Origin-level divine sense, late-stage Saint Body physical strength, the Flying Shadow Sword Art, Cangxuan Secret Scripture, and several draconic techniques. The resulting power of this sword was beyond imagination.
Without the black puppet to shield him, how could the Young Lord possibly withstand it?
If he had managed to block even one move without falling, the puppet would have had time to arrive and intercept Lin Yun.
Unfortunately, a single sword from Lin Yun was enough to defeat him.
Compared to the Blood Moon Alliance elder whom Lin Yun had previously vanquished, that elder had possessed an origin artefact which could mitigate incoming force. Even so, he could not withstand Lin Yun. The Young Lord held no origin artefact, so the full force transmitted to his body was naturally even greater.
This… it is over already?
For a moment, the venue fell considerably quieter. Only countless incredulous gazes remained.
No one had expected the situation to reverse so swiftly.
Moments ago, the Young Lord had held the advantage.
This fellow… he actually won again?
The elders from the top forces in the VIP seats sat stunned like wooden chickens, utterly shaken.
Pfft, pfft.
The Young Lord lying on the ground spat several more mouthfuls of blood. His aura grew feeble.
Both his arms were completely mangled, blood pouring out. Even the protective treasured armour he wore inside had shattered entirely.
