That poker face has gotten stronger again.
An Yi's lips curled up slightly.
Hei Geng's strength was still terrifying.
Although not yet on par with the fire dragon from Hidden Dragon Valley, he had still managed to step into the ranks of fifth-level demon beasts.
However, Lin Chen's strength was even more terrifying!
He had already reached the late stage of Qi Refining. In terms of pure realm, he was actually a bit stronger than him.
Mountain Splitting!
Hei Geng clenched his fist, golden light dazzling, and threw a punch forward.
The powerful momentum was truly like splitting heaven and earth, the entire training ground's earth cracking and splitting.
Lin Chen spread his five fingers, then slowly closed them.
Suddenly, powerful pressure surged through the air. Hei Geng felt as if he were stuck in a mire, unable to move.
All flash, no substance!
Hei Geng gritted his teeth, a golden glow appearing on his body. He forcefully broke free from the restraint and suddenly threw a punch, striking forward!
Unexpectedly, at that moment.
Lin Chen's figure had already quietly closed in. The rod-crutch swept horizontally, striking Hei Geng's body.
Gah!
Hei Geng opened his mouth, dark blood gushing out.
An indescribable feeling of suffocation spread from his chest, making it hard to breathe.
"Brat, what underhanded trick are you pulling now!" Hei Geng gasped for breath in large gulps, completely unable to catch his breath, finding it difficult to breathe.
Lin Chen's expression was cold and stern. He snapped his fingers, and on the shattered training ground, pieces of floating stone rose from the ground.
The Art of Qi Manipulation is not the same as wind spiritual power.
There is still a significant fundamental difference between the two.
The profound wonder of the Art of Qi Manipulation lies precisely in the word 'manipulate'!
Manipulate swords, manipulate qi, manipulate women, manipulate beasts—everything can be manipulated!
With a wave of Lin Chen's hand.
Pieces of rubble shot towards Hei Geng's tough body like bullets, making pinging and panging sounds.
The damage wasn't great, but it would interfere with his fighting.
Hei Geng breathed heavily, gnashing his teeth.
He had thought this would be a hearty, exhilarating fight. He never expected his opponent's moves to be so low and dirty.
Due to his mercenary group background, Lin Chen never felt there was a distinction between noble and vulgar techniques.
Staying alive—that's what makes a good technique!
Therefore, while Lin Chen had always felt An Yi's character wasn't great, he never had a problem with his way of fighting.
In a sense, the two of them were somewhat similar!
In just a few brief moments, the situation changed drastically.
Hei Geng shifted from offense to defense, forced to guard!
And Lin Chen's attacks became increasingly fierce, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
Hei Geng gritted his teeth, wanting to take a step back.
Right then, the dark, black rod came poking towards his face again!
Thud!
"Damn it!"
Hei Geng's head snapped back, nose blood flying!
Immediately after, a wind blade suddenly slashed across his body.
Hei Geng's body was sent flying backwards heavily, tumbling several times before stopping.
He slowly climbed to his feet, furious: "Bastard, this prince has never—"
Before he could finish, Lin Chen's figure had already quietly arrived, delivering a kick to Hei Geng's face.
A front tooth flew out!
Next!
Lin Chen raised a foot, shrouded in dazzling cyan wind force, and brought it down heavily on Hei Geng!
Boom!
The earth shook and the mountains trembled. The entire training ground's platform shattered, collapsing downwards with Hei Geng at the center!
Hei Geng completely fell, lying prone on the ground, motionless.
Lin Chen put away the Rift Cloud Crutch and said calmly, "Referee, you can announce the result now!"
Xu Kang was just about to announce it when his pupils contracted.
Boom!
At that moment, Hei Geng's figure actually transformed into a giant black rhinoceros!
A demon beast!
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes, only then realizing the identity of this warrior named Hei Geng.
"You forced me to do this!"
Hei Geng's rhinoceros body emitted a low, hoarse roar.
His goal was precisely to win the marriage contest!
The alliance between the Hundred Ghosts Sect and the Heavenly Palace was of great significance to the Hundred Ghosts Sect!
To be safe, he had even taken part personally!
He absolutely could not allow any mishaps!
"Kid, leave this to me."
A voice slowly sounded from the jade pendant.
As the leader of all spirits, it had a natural advantage over demon beasts!
"I'll trouble you then," Lin Chen said.
His cold eyes watched the giant black rhinoceros as he slowly raised his hand.
Simultaneously, black energy swirled and coiled around his rod-crutch.
A powerful aura enveloped the entire vast training ground.
"What is this?"
An Yi was shocked. He didn't remember Poker Face knowing this move.
The golden-armored soldiers stationed in the distance swayed and staggered, leaning on their spears, barely able to stand steady.
Murong Qinghong's eyes turned sharp.
This aura... it seems to be the Lord of the Heavenly Net?
An indescribable fear washed over him. The giant black rhinoceros, at this moment, was already intimidated.
But he did not retreat. Letting out an unpleasant roar, he charged forward swiftly!
Boom!
A black, illusory dragon shadow emerged from Lin Chen's rod, striking the giant black rhinoceros fiercely.
A tremendous sound exploded between heaven and earth!
In the distance, the weaker golden-armored soldier cultivators were already thrown into disarray.
The smoke cleared.
Hei Geng's giant form transformed back into human shape.
Now, his eyes were wide open, an incredulous look directed at Lin Chen. With his last bit of strength, he said, "Dragon clan... how is that possible..."
After saying this, Hei Geng fell to the ground with a thud.
His chest had been pierced through. It was clear he wouldn't survive...
Lin Chen walked over and picked up a golden spirit core stained with blood.
"This is a good thing."
"Hmm, can be traded for drinking money!"
"Group Two, the winner is Lin Chen!"
Xu Kang took a long time to come back to his senses. Finally, he took a deep breath and announced the result.
On this side, An Yi was also shocked.
What happened to Poker Face these past few days?
Mo Jiu whispered, "Boss, it's up to you now. You must rescue the Deputy Sect Leader."
An Yi nodded: "Alright!"
As he spoke, he swung his sword with seemingly divine bravery, sweeping it fiercely onto Mo Jiu's large axe.
Mo Jiu offered no resistance and was struck out of the arena.
To make the act more convincing, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his spirit seeming to wilt.
The acting was so good it made An Yi want to award him a little golden statue on the spot! A bona fide acting emperor held back by being a martial artist!
Seeing this, Xu Kang sighed slightly: "Group One, the winner is... Bullhead Chen!"
"Useless!"
Murong Qinghong looked at the fallen Mo Jiu, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a trace of killing intent.
It seemed she hadn't expected that the guy who could once injure one of the Four Guardians, the Blue Sword Scholar,
would be injured by a seemingly unremarkable bullhead man.
After glancing at Lin Chen, Murong Qinghong felt reassured.
Without a doubt, Lin Chen would definitely be the final victor, it had to be him!
Murong Qinghong comforted herself repeatedly in her heart.
An Yi looked towards Lin Chen.
And at that moment, Lin Chen's gaze also happened to look over.
Both of them tacitly averted their eyes.
An Yi grinned.
Having Poker Face as an opponent—this is a sure thing!
Xu Kang said leisurely, "Bullhead Chen, Lin Chen, your final match will be held tomorrow night at the Heavenly Palace. The winner will become the husband of the Heavenly Palace's Mistress."
"Why at the Heavenly Palace?"
Hearing this, An Yi's expression changed.
He deliberately pretended to be angry, pounding his chest, snorting white steam from his nostrils: "I won't do it! I want my woman now!"
"Sir Bullhead Chen, please calm down..."
Xu Kang tried to comfort this human-headed beast seemingly unable to control its hormones, sweatdropping internally.
Lin Chen watched An Yi from afar.
He touched the Rift Cloud Crutch at his waist, his expression distant.
Who was stronger between him and An Yi?
That answer probably could only be known by fighting it out!
Having known each other for so long, he also wanted to see An Yi's true strength!
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