Chapter 1661: Softness Overcomes Strength
On Arena Number Ten.
Liu Donglin and He Lingyun had already begun their second confrontation.
"Hehe, defeated opponent!"
Liu Donglin remained as arrogant as ever, staring coldly at He Lingyun.
Even after suffering such humiliation before, he still looked unbearably conceited. Judging by that smug expression, he seemed to have recovered fairly well already.
Clearly, he had not eaten enough horse dung yet.
"Galaxy Across Ten Thousand Zhang!"
This time, Liu Donglin no longer concealed his strength.
After his battle against Ling Feng, all of his abilities had already been exposed anyway, so there was no point hiding anything now.
As his palms shifted and turned, it looked as though ten thousand fingers struck out simultaneously. The attack descended with the force of crushing an entire galaxy, shattering every inch of void along its path as it swept forward.
He Lingyun's expression turned serious.
He immediately circulated the elemental force within his body and focused with complete concentration.
"Hah!"
With a low roar, lightning burst across his body.
At the same instant, every muscle on his body swelled violently. The robes covering his upper body were ripped apart by the explosive surge of blood vitality.
Compared to their previous sparring session, his explosive power had increased by more than double!
"Thunderbolt Heavy Fist!"
He Lingyun's fists flew like meteors.
Every punch unleashed violent lightning as space itself cracked apart beneath the force of his blows.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The collision between the two erupted with fierce shockwaves.
The terrifying power of their clash left countless spectators trembling in awe.
"As expected of experts from the two great Sacred Lands. Their strength is actually this terrifying!"
"The three Sacred Lands naturally stand far above ordinary sects like ours. Still, just witnessing monsters like these in battle already makes this trip worthwhile."
The two exchanged more than twenty moves in fierce combat, neither side gaining the upper hand.
Liu Donglin's finger techniques were certainly astonishing, but He Lingyun's Thunderbolt Heavy Fist carried overwhelming force behind every strike. Combined with his absurdly tough physique, even after taking several attacks from Liu Donglin, he still stood firm without collapsing.
Ling Feng nodded inwardly.
"As expected of a lightning-path expert. His physical body is far stronger than cultivators of other attributes."
Thinking about it carefully, Li Bufan's fighting style actually resembled He Lingyun's quite a bit.
Comparatively speaking, Li Bufan might have been even more suited to joining the Wulei Sacred Land.
Then again, considering Ling Feng's relationship with Lei Wensheng, the Hall Master of Profound Thunder Hall, if Li Bufan joined the Dongling Immortal Pool, Ling Feng could simply ask Lei Wensheng to accept Li Bufan as a direct disciple.
That would probably be even better than joining the Wulei Sacred Land.
Of course, that would create a completely ridiculous relationship structure.
Ling Feng and Lei Wensheng already addressed each other as brothers, while Li Bufan becoming Lei Wensheng's disciple would mean Li Bufan had to call Ling Feng Martial Uncle.
The hierarchy would become an absolute mess.
"Hehe! So this is all you've got!"
Liu Donglin shook his head as a sharp light flashed through his eyes.
Then he suddenly roared, "Heavenly Stars Tremble!"
This was his killing move.
Its destructive power far surpassed Galaxy Across Ten Thousand Zhang, and now he unleashed it without the slightest reservation.
He Lingyun's face changed immediately.
Without hesitation, he retreated to the edge of the arena and shouted loudly, "I concede!"
But Liu Donglin had already unleashed the attack and clearly had no intention of stopping. He continued driving the strike viciously toward He Lingyun.
At that moment, however, the golden puppet referee formed from arena light transformed into an impenetrable wall standing before He Lingyun.
Even when Liu Donglin's full-powered attack slammed into it, the puppet referee did not move in the slightest.
"Hmph! Coward!"
Ever since suffering humiliation at Ling Feng's hands, Liu Donglin had desperately wanted an outlet to vent his anger.
Yet He Lingyun had actually refused to confront him head-on and simply admitted defeat outright.
He Lingyun remained completely unmoved and silent.
There were ten matches in the first round anyway. Losing one battle would not affect him too severely.
On the contrary, if he stubbornly fought Liu Donglin to the bitter end and suffered serious injuries, it would negatively impact all his remaining matches afterward.
With victory and defeat decided, the two were teleported off the arena.
After landing, He Lingyun swept his gaze around and soon noticed Zi Zhaoyan sitting beside Ling Feng.
Without hesitation, he walked over and gave Ling Feng a slight nod.
Ling Feng returned the gesture with a faint smile.
Although He Lingyun's talent was slightly inferior to Liu Donglin's, his temperament was incomparably steadier.
In the future, his achievements might very well surpass Liu Donglin entirely.
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