Whining~

The sixteen-meter long whip waved like a black phantom emitting sounds of sobbing, crying and howling, which was soul-stirring.

The name of the whip was Evil-spirit Whip, an ancient spiritual weapon inherited from the Huang Clan. Although it was only a high-grade Human-rank spiritual weapon, its power was mysterious and unpredictable, far superior to the weapons on the market.

Crack!

The burst of air and the rising spiritual whip made Huang Jianchen fiercer. His mass murderer figure made the audience gasped.

The strength shown by Huang Jianchen was so terrible that he was not like a teenager of Human-gang Spirit realm at all.

Compared with him, most Human-gang practitioners seemed so weak.

Lin Xun's eyes narrowed. He realized that his opponent was quite different from those he had met before. The fighting power he displayed was even more frightening than those of Earth-gang spirit realm.

Clang!

Almost at the moment when Huang Jianchen started to strike, Lin Xun’s saber Flowing Light, which was ninety centimeters long and four-fingers wide, appeared in his hand.

Swishing!

With a slight move, the saber ripped the darkness like fleeting lights and reflected the world.

“Wait!”

There were some sounds of surprise from different parts of the Arena. They seemed to have noticed something unique from Lin Xun's saber.

But for most of the audience, even if they knew that Lin Xun's saber was powerful, when it came to momentum, it seemed impossible to match Huang Jianchen's strike.

Bang!

In an instant, the collision of Evil-spirit Whip and Flowing-light Saber produced a terrible roar. The strong wind swept around, shaking up a ripple in the defensive spiritual tattoo pattern around the platform.

Huang Jianchen remained still as before.

On the other side, Lin Xun also stood with his saber in his hand without any injury.

The first blow was even.

“You’re not too bad.”

Huang Jianchen suddenly raised his lips and a bloodthirsty gloss appeared in his eyes.

Whining ~

He waved the whip and fled like a ghost. He rushed toward the other like a fierce beast that wanted to crush all the enemies before him.

Soon after, Lin Xun's figure was shrouded by thousands of whip shadows. He was nearly submerged by them. The platform was full of sharp whistle sounds which casted sting to the spines of the audience.

“Huang Jianchen was fierce as a tiger. His fighting power was strong enough to rank among the peak in the Human-gang spirit realm.

Many people were amazed and shocked by Huang Jianchen’s performance.

“Lin Xun is quite good. Although he is trapped in a tight encirclement, he go forward and retreat freely without exposing any flaws.

It was also found that although Lin Xun's figure was covered by the whip shadows, he was not immediately suppressed. On the contrary, his whole person was like a still rock withstandingthe attacks from all directions.

“Nice! It's so exciting that you can block my attack as we are in the same spiritual realm. Only an opponent like you deserves my attention and my serious attack.”

On the stage, Huang Jianchen acted out of his normal behavior, showing a bloodthirsty crazy look. Judged from that, he seemed to be satisfied with Lin Xun's performance.

This horrified many people.

When not fighting, Huang Jianchen was as silent as a stone, ordinary and insignificant. But once he started, he changed completely, exposing his ferocity and bloodthirsty madness in his actions.

He even talked more while fighting, of course, with endless arrogance.

This strong contrast made people wonder which the real Huang Jianchen was.

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“Should I be glad to be praised by you?”

Lin Xun showed a smile and joked.

“You don’t have to. But if you lose too fast, I won't be happy.”

Huang Jianchen headed up and laughed, his hair flying and his brows full of craziness. His figure flashed continuously, and his fighting momentum became more and more terrible. The mass of killing intent gathered in his Evil-spirit Whip as he fought with Lin Xun.

At this time, shadows of the whip were rolling on the platform like infinite tides. Rumbling oppression was oppressing towards Lin Xun layer by layer.

Every blow contained the power of splitting mountains and destroying buildings. It was really horrifying.

Under these attacks, Lin Xun still fought rapidly. His Flowing-light Saber drew out simple but precise arcs like lightning and broke down the whip shadow one by one. His momentum might be weaker than Huang Jianchen’s, but he seemed to fight effortlessly.

This shocked many practitioners of Human-gang Spirit Realm. If they were on the stage right now, they would not be able to resist the attack of either Lin Xun or Huang Jianchen.

So this duel was absolutely a far-reaching peak fight between the two of the Human-gang spirit realm.

The atmosphere in the Arena was ignited at once, and many people stood up and shouted.

“Fight!”

“Fight!”

“Fight!”

The shout was like the surge of a tide, shocking the whole Arena.

“Kill! Kill! Kill Lin Xun! Make him lose his reputation completely and spare no chance for him to raise his head up again.”

In the box, Qi Yunxiao, Yuan Shu, and other high-ranking members from the aristocratic families also shouted. They were extremely excited.

Huang Jianchen shocked them with his power, and let them see the hope of suppressing Lin Xun. So they were full of joy and excitement.

“If he were so easy to be defeated, he would not be Lin Xun.”

Wen Mingxiu's beautiful lips were hung with a sneer. At this moment, Huang Jianchen seemed fierce and unstoppable, but she knew what terrible power Lin Xun hid under his warm and handsome appearance.

Otherwise, Lin Xun would not be able to stick to the end of the cruel Bloodthirsty Camp and pass it so smoothly; Otherwise, the assassination on the rainy night previously with hundreds of practitioners dispatched by more than ten powerful forces would not fail.

Wen Mingxiu had a vague feeling that Lin Xun was not using his real strength. He seemed to be testing the strength and waiting for the killing attack of Huang Jianchen.

If this conjecture was right, it proved that the attack of Huang Jianchen did not threaten Lin Xun at all.

Would it be true?

Wen Mingxiu was a little uncertain.

…

“Good! Lin Xun is forced to defend, and he doesn’t have the opportunity to fight back. He is doomed to be defeated.”

“What a pity. After Huang Jianxiong was crippled, he had been healing his wounds and could not come. Otherwise, he will be very happy to see this scene.”

“If possible, I really hope that Huang Jianchen can cripple Lin Xun as well lest seeds of future dangers were left.”

In the other box, the aristocratic young men from the Forbidden City were also excited with animated expressions.

Only Shie Yutang frowned slightly. He was so talented that no one else could compare with him. At first glance, he noticed that Huang Jianchen had always been unable to suppress Lin Xun. There was something wrong with this scene.

But Shie Yutang was not worried about the possibility of Lin Xun's reversal. As far as he knew, Huang Jianchen practiced a long-standing mysterious method that had not yet been displayed!

…

“Granny Wind, do you think Lin has a chance to win?”

Liu Qingyan stared at the battlefield, her heart lingering with sadness.

“Miss, you have asked me many times.”

Granny Wind felt helpless. At present, Huang Jianchen had a higher possibility of winning, but it was also difficult for him to suppress Lin in a short time.

“Granny Wind, can’t you judge who the winner is with your experience?”

Liu Qingyan was obviously not satisfied with Granny Wind’s analysis.

Granny Wind thought for a while and said, “It's hard to judge. They are all the top figures of the Human-gang realm. No one can judge the victory before the end. It is all because neither of them has shown their real ability up to now.”

Liu Qingyan frowned and was somewhat upset, but she also knew that this was a battle full of variables. No one could give a definite answer.

…

“Having not been seen for more than a year, Lin Xun not only becomes a famous ‘Master Xun’ in Mist City but also an outstanding fighter…”

Mu Wansu was shocked and was in a complicated mood. She naturally preferred Lin to the completely unfamiliar Huang.

However, at present, although Lin Xun's performance was not bad, his momentum was worse than Huang after all.

…

Similar arguments were taking place in every box at this moment where the big shots were seated. Certainly they could see through the situation of the battlefield at a glance.

Some people were surprised at the fierce power of Huang Jianchen, while others noticed Lin Xun's tenacity and calmness.

But the conclusions were all the same. It seemed very difficult to find practitioners that could keep up with Lin Xun and Huang Jianchen in the Human-gang realm around Mist City.

Even in the whole empire, Lin Xun and Huang Jianchen could be regarded as the top figures of the Human-gang Spirit realm. It was not too much to call them the chosen juveniles.

After all, it was extremely rare for both of them to have such attainments on the path of cultivation when they were only in their teens.

Of course, it was impossible for the bigwigs who had rejection and hatred toward Lin Xun to acknowledge him. On the contrary, they hoped Huang Jianchen could defeat Lin Xun at one stroke and make him depressed and crippled.

Such ideas were born by the great practitioner Yao Tuohai and more than ten powerful forces who had launched an assassination toward Lin Xun in the rainy night.

While they were talking, an earth-shaking noise burst out in the field. All of a sudden, the eyes of all the people focused on the battlefield.

Huang Jianchen at this moment was just like a demon floating in mid-air. His body surged out a lustrous green flame.

The fire was ghostly and mysterious, lighting up the sky, and dyeing the platform into a thrilling green color.

In a trance, people felt that the momentum of Huang had changed again. He was like the king who controlled the hell that made people’s hair stand on end.

“You are stronger than I expected, but the stronger you are, the happier I will be. You know, it's not easy to meet a suitable opponent for me, and you should be proud to be one.”

The tone of Huang Jianchen was frightful. His eyes were full of green and gloomy flame like a bloodthirsty ghost, “But from now on, you are doomed, without any room for maneuver.”

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