"Lin'er, this is my senior brother Kuang Niu, who ranks thirty-first on the Dragon List," Li WuShuang said to Li Lin.

"So, it's Senior Brother Kuang Niu." Li Lin gave a slight bow. He guessed that this Iron Palm Kuang Niu must be an Earth-element martial artist, with a burly physique, strong and powerful, and indeed somewhat resembling a bull. Being a disciple of Elder Xie, Li Lin had no aversion towards him, finding the other elders of the Yunyang Sect to be quite decent as well.

"Don't be polite. I can't stand people who are arrogant. A fourth-tier Martial Spirit challenging you, a ninth-tier Martial Master, is really shameless. If you win, teach him a good lesson. If you lose, it's no big deal. I'll take care of him for you then," Iron Palm Kuang Niu seemed to dislike Huang Hu as well, immediately saying to Li Lin.

"Li Lin, go ahead. We'll witness for you and take down that thirty-sixth rank on the Dragon List." Many disciples also took a liking to Li Lin at once, feeling that although he was arrogant, as long as you don't provoke him, he was absolutely polite and easy to get along with.

However, most of the disciples were not optimistic about Li Lin at the moment.

"Isn't Li Lin being too arrogant? Does he think that with Elder Yu's protection, he can do whatever he wants? This is the Dragon Peak. If he gets injured, he won't be able to find anyone to blame. Huang Hu is a fourth-tier Martial Spirit with the high-level Yellow-tier Fire-element martial technique 'Flame Blade' perfected to an exquisite level, having defeated many strong competitors on the Dragon List."

"If a ninth-tier Martial Master could defeat a fourth-tier Martial Spirit, that would indeed be a miracle."

Amidst the discussions, Huang Hu had already leaped onto the stage with a cold smile, staring at Li Lin: "Kid, come down. Today, I will let you know what a Dragon List strongman is. Your strength is just a joke in front of a Dragon List strongman. Just wait to call me grandpa."

"Boss, that kid is too arrogant. Give him a good beating." Little dragon held his head high, his eyes also showing a cold intent.

"Beating him is easy, but it's difficult to do it without leaving traces. Don't worry, a buffoon like him is nothing in my eyes," Li Lin said to Little dragon, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes, ready to jump down the stage.

"Lin'er, be careful." Two delicate voices almost simultaneously transmitted, it was Li WuShuang and Cui Yu.

"En, don't worry." Li Lin smiled lightly, his feet's qi suddenly flashed, a yellow light darted out, and his body leaped down.

"Whoosh..." Little dragon's figure instantly landed on Du Gu Bing Lan's shoulder.

Landing on the ground, his black robe didn't even flutter, Li Lin also arrived below the stage, his tall figure standing in the middle, a faint invisible wave rippling around him.

"The aura is quite steady. A three-element martial artist, maybe he has some skills. But to be arrogant in front of a fourth-tier Martial Spirit, he hasn't reached that level yet," many disciples watched the young man in the green robe, now looking forward to the outcome of a fourth-tier Martial Spirit challenging a ninth-tier Martial Master.

"He does look quite handsome, but his strength is a bit too low. An overconfident kid, hope he won't be too miserably ravaged by Huang Hu," a lady in white said with a curl of her lip.

"Hope he won't be instantly killed by Huang Hu's first move, otherwise, Elder Yu's face would be completely lost," a young man in black said schadenfreudely.

At this moment, the three Protectors were also somewhat expectant, watching the two in the arena. Truthfully, they were not optimistic about Li Lin, nervously watching the scene. Li Lin was a disciple of Elder Yu; if something happened on Dragon Peak, they would be in trouble later. With Elder Yu's protective nature, they would suffer.

"Kid, I admire your courage, but I absolutely won't be polite to you," Huang Hu said coldly, staring at Li Lin.

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"In front of me, you're just a buffoon," Li Lin said lightly, his body's qi slightly trembling, probing the surroundings, murmuring in his heart, "No Martial Commander strongmen are present, they probably won't suspect anything!"

"Kid, be careful not to twist your tongue with the wind. I will definitely give you a good thrashing today," Huang Hu said coldly.

"Can we start now? You talk too much," Li Lin said indifferently, his handprints already slowly changing into mysterious seals.

"Arrogant kid, see how I'll ravage you," Huang Hu's face twitched, his expression turned cold, his handprints struck, his foot stomped fiercely, his body vibrated, and a palm print was sent out, bringing a sharp qi, the strike of a fourth-tier Martial Spirit, the power can be imagined.

The palm print was straightforward, directly splitting the air flow, a series of sonic booms incessant.

Li Lin remained unmoved, his body instantly enveloped in a yellow glow, his entire body covered by a thick layer of spirit armor, his hands continuing to change, a faint seven-colored light gathering.

"Defensive martial technique, Li Lin actually has a defensive martial technique."

"It's not surprising, among us direct disciples, many have defensive martial techniques."

"Kid, take my palm." In that moment, Huang Hu's ferocious palm print had already reached less than ten meters in front of Li Lin, the powerful wind pressure crashing down first.

"In front of me, you're just a buffoon," Li Lin suddenly shouted, at this moment, his eyes suddenly burst out with two strange lights, an invisible and bizarre aura instantly spread, the entire space suddenly seemed to freeze.

At this moment, Li Lin suddenly released the suppressed murderous intent and coldness, facing Huang Hu, Zhao WuJi's disciple, he could not let them go. These buffoons had been jumping around him, so he must teach them a lesson again. This battle, he could not afford to fight hard; what he needed was an absolute victory that crushes everything in its path.

Li Lin displayed the Ethereal Phantom Seal, a high-level Yellow-tier spiritual technique, catching the opponent off guard. Even a fourth-tier Martial Master would definitely be injured, a fourth-tier Martial Spirit practitioner's soul power couldn't resist the erosion of the Ethereal Phantom Seal.

This battle, Li Lin intended to warn Zhao WuJi incidentally. The important thing was to attract Yunyang Sect's attention again. He needed more cultivation resources, which was Li Lin's main goal.

But to achieve this goal, he needed stepping stones, and Huang Hu was definitely a good one. At the same time, it would serve as a warning to others, why not do it?

As for being arrogant, Li Lin didn't care. He was no longer the powerless Li family's pitiful worm. At this moment, although he could not yet enter the ranks of the strong, he also definitely isn't a snail that anyone can trample on.

At this moment, Li Lin's thoughts were flipping rapidly, and the Ethereal Phantom Seal was already activated. In this unbelievable moment, those outside witnessed a bizarre scene where Huang Hu seemed to suddenly petrify.

"Did I see that wrong? It seems like spiritual power," Cui Yu frowned slightly, a trace of confusion in her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, Huang Hu was terrified. A strange light burst forth from the opponent's eyes. With one glance, he felt an invisible energy violently surge into his eyes and then directly into his brain.

By the time he realized this energy, it was too late to stop it. The scene before him changed instantly, causing a dizziness in his entire mind.

"Vermilion Bird Art!"

As Li Lin activated the Ethereal Phantom Seal directly affecting Huang Hu, in the next instant, the constantly gathering Vermilion Bird Art in his hand swept out explosively. In front of Li Lin, streams of divine light burst forth, instantly enveloping him, and a terrifying aura surged to the sky.

It all happened in an instant. The terrifying energy emitted by Li Lin at this moment began to distort the airflow in space. The seven-colored light began to intertwine and overlap, then condensed into a fifty-meter large crimson energy phoenix, its wings spread wide with flames spreading all around, causing the surrounding space to shake and ripple.

Without any delay, the terrifying phoenix energy body instantly became hundreds of meters large, with flames howling around it, a ferocious aura surged to the sky, bringing up a sea of flames that instantly enveloped the surroundings. The air crackled with the burning, and the massive phoenix energy body drew an arc that broke through the airflow in space, then, under countless shocked gazes, struck Huang Hu like lightning.

"What a terrifying martial technique."

"What is this technique? It's so bizarre."

"Such a horrifying aura, could this be a Profound-level martial technique?"

At this moment, the Vermilion Bird Art activated by Li Lin had shocked everyone. A ninth-tier Martial Master was actually able to summon such terrifying energy, shocking everyone instantaneously, causing an uproar.

Under countless eyes filled with surprise and shock, the Vermilion Bird Art struck Huang Hu with a mighty momentum. Huang Hu's previously immobilized palm print was instantly extinguished, and the space around seemed almost completely solidified, nearly twisting entirely.

In the last moment, a glint of clarity returned to Huang Hu's eyes. Yet, at that moment, a chill enveloping aura completely covered him. Feeling this terrifying aura, his eyes widened in horror, and all of this almost felt like he was in a semi-conscious state.

"Flame Blade." Huang Hu immediately activated his strongest strike, with fire attribute qi instantly condensing in front of him.