In this moment, the other six sects from the three sects and four schools, Gu Jianfeng, Wei Bangyan, Ouyang Xuan Ying, and Zhu Hongyuan, all eagerly requested to join. They wouldn't miss out on an opportunity to gain an advantage.

"This..." Yun Xiao Tian couldn't help but curse silently. These old foxes, each as cunning as a ghost, always finding their way to benefits. At this point, he really couldn't refuse, knowing full well he had no assurance, he had no choice but to brace himself.

"Very well, Yun will take this gamble with you all." Yun Xiao Tian said with a slight smile, his gaze, however, firmly on Li Lin and Chai Qing below, hoping silently that Li Lin would perform well. Otherwise, losing six sets of Xuan-level high-grade martial arts was no small matter.

"My dear disciple, you must do your best." Elder Yu Yu murmured upon hearing the bet between Yun Xiao Tian and the various sects.

At this moment, because of the bet, almost all the strong practitioners from the various sects focused their attention on Li Lin and Chai Qing.

"Bang Bang!"

At this moment, many had already clashed, with the sound of explosions echoing instantly.

"A first-level Martial General making it to the third round, you're quite impressive." A young man in a blue robe said lightly, watching Li Lin.

"You're the same." Li Lin replied softly, his true qi flowing within him, and in his meridians, a sound like wind and thunder could faintly be heard. Facing this fourth-level Martial General, Li Lin was not careless.

"You make the first move." As the young man in the blue robe finished speaking, a red long stick flashed out of his hand, sweeping across the ground, creating a fierce wind that scattered dust all around and small cracks began to spread across the rocky ground.

With the appearance of the young man in the blue robe's weapon, a faint red true qi barrier also enveloped the surroundings, shaking the space and emitting a fierce aura. The whole space felt oppressive, causing Li Lin to feel somewhat suppressed.

Feeling this aura from Chai Qing, Yun Xiao Tian frowned slightly. On the Dragon List of Yun Yang Sect, there was no one with such strength.

Li Lin looked up slightly, gazing lightly at the young man in the blue robe in front of him. His true qi surged rapidly within his robust meridians, saying, "Then I won't be polite..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Lin's figure had already disappeared from the spot. In that instant, his figure shot out like an arrow, so fast that only a blurry shadow could be seen trailing behind.

"Thousand Hand Rupture Seal."

Without any probing, Li Lin directly activated the high-grade yellow-level martial art, Thousand Hand Rupture Seal. The opponent's strength was such that there was no need for probing, he had to give his all. On his palm, waves of continuous earth attribute energy gathered, and the palm seal shot up into the sky, instantly turning into several vague palm seals, like petals of a lotus, enveloping the young man in the blue robe.

At this moment, the young man in the blue robe's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the red long stick in his hand burst out fiercely, forming several stick shadows in mid-air. As the stick shadows appeared, the space seemed to be swept by flames, bringing up an extremely hot breath.

The trajectory of the stick shadows suddenly changed, moving rapidly with a continuous entangling attack, instantly blocking towards Li Lin.

"It's surprising that Chai Qing has cultivated the Phantom Gate's Thousand Heavy Flame Shadow Stick to such a refined level."

"Not simple, this stick technique is almost close to a Xuan-level early-stage martial art among the high-grade yellow-level martial arts."

"Li Lin's technique also seems to be a high-grade yellow-level martial art, and he has also cultivated it to a quite profound level."

On the upper stands, a group of strong practitioners started discussing the attack techniques used by both, having a good grasp of them.

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"Whoosh whoosh!"

In the midst of lightning, the two were like meteors, colliding fiercely with unparalleled impact force, directly hitting each other without any fancy moves, the first sound explosion deafening...

"Bang Bang..."

Then a series of earth-shattering explosion sounds, a violent aura spread in the sky.

The two figures crossed past each other, the stick shadows flying, palm prints overlapping, instantly, sparks splattered, a strong energy ripple spread out from the point of collision.

The fierce wind that scattered directly tore the air, the sharp sound of tearing air causing pain in the eardrums.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

On the stick shadow, in the blink of an eye, dozens of stick shadows burst out, the hot breath drawing dozens of arcs of flames in mid-air.

Between the flipping of palm prints, at this moment, also rose up a series of residual palm prints, covering the space like a carpet bombing down.

Among the surrounding spectators, countless people looked at the two figures flashing in Area 2 with amazed faces. With their eyesight, most could only see the sparks splashing and the fleeting figures between the stick shadows and palm prints.

"Bang Bang!"

And such a collision lasted for less than five seconds. After two loud explosions of giant forces, the two figures flashed apart.

"Thud thud..."

Li Lin's figure staggered backward, retreating more than a dozen steps before stabilizing his body. His hands felt numb, his true qi surged inside, forcibly suppressing a trace of blood. His appearance was somewhat embarrassed, his face pale, and under his blue robe, several edges were entangled and burned by the opponent's fire attribute true qi, emitting a burnt smell.

"Thud!" The young man from Phantom Gate in the blue robe only stepped back two steps, his aura surging, locking his gaze on Li Lin again.

"Fourth-level Martial Generals are too difficult to deal with." Li Lin thought to himself, suppressing the surging true qi inside. Without setting up the Qing Ling Armor, he couldn't defend against the opponent's attacks.

"It seems that Li Lin, although impressive, simply cannot contend with a fourth-level Martial General due to the gap in strength."

On the upper stands, a group of strong practitioners smiled slightly. If Li Lin were to lose, they could win a set of Xuan-level high-grade martial arts, which would be an unexpected gain.

Yun Xiao Tian frowned, his expression becoming extremely serious, murmuring, "Li Lin, it's time for your trump card to be revealed."

"You lost, sir." The young man in the blue robe smiled slightly, having no surprise in suppressing his opponent. As he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, his red long stick dancing in his hand, tearing open space ripples, fiercely pressing down. His momentum seemed to be even stronger than the initial strike. In the young man's estimation, a first-level Martial General would not be able to withstand his next move.

In this flash of lightning, watching the fierce and hot stick shadow pressing down, Li Lin also became somewhat solemn. A fourth-level Martial General's next strike, without using some methods, he simply couldn't contend.

And now Li Lin was clear, to contend against this fourth-level Martial General by deploying Qing Ling Armor was not impossible, but what he needed was to defeat the opponent, not just contend.

"Deploy the trump card." In this lightning-fast moment of thought, Li Lin quickly made a decision, his hand seals forming in an instant.

"Phantom Spirit Imprint." Just as the stick shadow pressed down less than ten meters away, Li Lin let out a low shout in his heart. In that instant, a bizarre light spread from his eyes, an invisible bizarre force enveloping the surrounding air.

This bizarre force seemed to spread in the air, through the enveloping stick shadow, covering the surrounding space. Watching Li Lin's eyes, in a flash, the young man in the blue robe's gaze trembled instantly, an eerie force penetrating his mind in an instant.

At this moment, in perfect coordination of spirit and martial arts, Li Lin quickly completed another hand seal, his face darkening as he struck with his left hand, and on his right hand, a vortex of twisted space air flow instantly swept through.

"Wind Rolls the Remnants."

"Thousand Hand Rupture Seal."

A massive wave of earth attribute energy surged like a tidal wave, emitting a series of violent forces, instantly converging in the palm print, a earthy yellow palm print shot up into the sky.

This violent palm print instantly turned into several vague remnants, a series of palm print remnants forming a lotus-like sky-covering palm print, colliding fiercely with the pressing stick shadow.

The two collided, instantly twisting and compressing the space, followed by a series of earth-shattering explosion sounds, echoing in the space, a violent aura spreading in the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of explosive sounds echoed in mid-air, as the violent energies touched each other, the young man in the blue robe, however, was stunned as if petrified, his attack force briefly entering a state of stagnation. Visibly, both the palm print and the stick shadow disappeared in that instant, and with it, a violent airflow turned into a twisted space tornado, pressing down on the young man in the blue robe.

When the young man in the blue robe came back to his senses, his expression had already drastically changed. The entire experience had left him shocked, as if he had suddenly felt dizzy and lost consciousness for a moment, and this was all in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, when the young man in the blue robe regained his senses, he was already caught in a terrifying vortex, the violent force of the vortex fiercely pressing down.

"What a bizarre attack."

"Sect Master Yun, what martial art from your Yun Yang Sect did Li Lin use? It's so peculiar."

"It seems to mix soul attacks, but it's improbable for a martial artist to use soul attacks."

At this moment, seeing the change in the field, a group of strong practitioners were visibly shocked.