As the two fists collided, red and blue lights burst forth with a deafening explosion.
Xuan Ye, who was originally haughty, revealed a painful expression as his upper body was pushed back from the force.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao let out an insidious laugh as his left fist suddenly stuck out. It had the same bloody-colored layer of light and ruthlessly smashed toward Xuan Ye's abdomen. This time, it was not just a simple fist, but rather, one of the most powerful profound arts, Bloody Cloud Palm.
Perceiving a terrifying force emitted from Lin Hao's fist, Xuan Ye's expression changed drastically. He clasped his hands together and let out a roar. "Come out!"
Instantly, a water serpent appeared coiling around Xuan Ye's body, letting out a cold hiss before lunging toward the incoming bloody fist.
"Useless!" Lin Hao revealed a sinister grin as the bloody light around his fist abruptly blasted out.
Boom!
The bloody-colored fist severely smashed the water serpent away before going deep into Xuan Ye's abdomen.
Xuan Ye's complexion immediately became incomparably pale, barely let out a groan as he was sent flying. He flipped several times in the air and violently crashed onto the floor outside the arena.
The blood in his chest rolled about, and with a puff sound, he finally vomited out an arrow of blood. He laid face down on the floor with both hands clutching his stomach and was already unable to stand back up.
"Senior Brother Xuan!" Several youngsters behind Chu Teng called out in alarm. They wanted to rush forward to help Xuan Ye but were stopped by Jiang He.
"Let him come up by himself. He should pay a price for his arrogance." Jian, He said coldly.
"This…" The youngsters swallowed hard and returned to their seats while watching Xuan Ye twitching on the ground.
"Cheh. What a trash. I didn't even use half of my strength." Lin Hao clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and paid no heed to Xuan Ye further.
He turned to the crowd and said. "Is there anyone who wants to exchange a move with me?"
The group of youngsters in the hall could only glance at each other back and forth. With such a terrifying feat Lin Hao displayed, who would dare to fight with him?
"Lu'er. Do you want to teach him a lesson?" The middle-aged woman, Jian Xue, who sat beside Jian Ziqi, turned to look at a delicate young girl on her left and asked.
The young girl, Jian Lu, didn't reply immediately. She looked at Jian Ziqi and asked. "Senior sister?"
Jian Ziqi said calmly. "Just don't kill him."
Jian Lu smiled brightly upon hearing this. "Understood."
As she finished her sentence, her figure blurred and disappeared from the place before reappearing a few meters away from Lin Hao.
She clasped her hands together and said. "The Battle Sword Sect's useless disciple Jian Lu. Please be careful."
Lin Hao's eyes flickered slightly as he knew this young girl. Jian Lu was a sword practitioner prodigy that wasn't inferior to Jian Ziqi when she was young. She was only sixteen years old this year, but her strength had already reached the peak of the Divine Ascending Tribulation Realm.
"This little girl is something." On the high platform, the middle-aged woman, Ling Han, one of the three judges, looked at Jian Lu with a trace of surprise.
"Indeed. If she could enter our Sword Pavilion, she would definitely become a top sword practitioner that could shake the middle star realms." Sitting beside her, the old man, Hu Wuyou, stroked his long beard while staring at Jian Lu as if he had just discovered a peerless treasure.
"Do you think who will win?" On Yun Lintian's side, he looked at Ning Yue and asked.
Ning Yue thought briefly and said. "The dangerous aura from her is stronger than his. She should win this."
Yun Lintian nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. Your judgment is getting better again."
In the arena, Lin Hao took a deep breath and said. "You should be careful as well."
Instantly, his entire body was covered with bloody colored light, making him look insidious. Both his hands clenched into fists as he leaped up and violently crashed down like a bloody meteor.
Jian Lu's expression was tranquil, as if nothing could disturb her mind—not even the terrifying pressure from Lin Hao.
When Lin Hao approached, Jian Lu simply stretched her slender finger out and made a cut gesture in the air. There was no aura or anything from her.
At this moment, Lin Hao's intuition screamed desperately, telling him to escape at all costs. However, Lin Hao's momentum was difficult to draw back. All he could do was to continue forward.
Riippp—
All of a sudden, the bloody-colored light around Lin Hao's body was cut in half, and a long deep wound appeared on Lin Hao's chest, followed by a terrible ripping sound.
Puff!
Arrows of blood shot out of Lin Hao's chest and turned into blood mist in the air. Lin Hao didn't even have a chance to scream as his body was sent flying and crashed to the ground in a similar fashion as Xuan Ye's.
The entire hall fell into silence immediately. All the youngsters could only stare at Jian Lu, who used her profound energy to block the blood mist… This delicate young girl was so terrifying!
Swoosh!
Wang Jiacai immediately appeared beside Lin Hao and used his divine energy to suppress the wound on the latter's chest. He raised his head to look at Jian Ziqi and said calmly. "Don't disappoint me later."
Jian Ziqi didn't even look at him. She calmly looked at Jian Lu on the stage as if nothing had happened.
Wang Jiacai wasn't angry. He picked Lin Hao up and returned to his seat.
After getting rid of the bloodstain on the floor around her, Jian Lu looked at the crowd with an innocent smile. "Please advise me."
The youngsters in the crowd remained silent. They didn't even dare to fight Lin Hao. Let alone someone stronger in Jian Lu.
After waiting for a full two minutes and no one came up, Wen Qian announced. "Jian Lu will be temporarily placed at the first rank. Anyone can challenge her later."
"Thank you, senior." Jian Lu clasped her fists and said politely before returning to her seat.
Wen Qian looked at the crowd and said further. "You can continue."
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