"Damn, Chai Qing is in trouble," Gu Jianfeng said with a surprised expression...

A ferocious tornado storm exploded out of nowhere, coupled with the residual force from the Thousand Hands Rift Seal, causing ripples to appear in the space mid-air instantly, followed by a deafening explosion...

"Bang! Bang!"

The entire space burst open, and the power, which had reached an extreme level of ferocity, spread out. Within this violent force, space seemed to freeze instantly.

"Whoosh!"

Li Lin's true qi transformed into a whirlwind under his feet, flashing past, his figure instantly appeared in front of the blue-robed young man among the four generals of the Phantom Soul Gate, and once again, a palm imprint with an afterimage was fiercely launched from his sleeve, gathering into a single palm imprint upon retraction, bringing with it a ferocious force that heavily struck the latter's chest.

With a vast dantian qi sea and broad meridians, plus the mutated five-color martial dan, all these attacks might seem lengthy to describe, but under Li Lin's execution, it was done in one go, achieving a level of perfection.

"Pfft..."

This palm imprint directly hit the chest of the blue-robed young man, breaking through his defense with a series of attacks. Now, being hit by such a huge force, he suddenly spat out blood and was sent flying dozens of meters away, crashing to the ground with a bang.

"Pfft!"

Fresh blood spurted out again as the blue-robed young man struggled to get up with a disheveled face, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief as he stared at Li Lin.

"Are you going to continue?" Li Lin looked at the blue-robed young man and asked indifferently.

"I lost." With a pale face, the blue-robed young man weakly said, staring blankly at Li Lin, almost unable to believe that he had lost, especially to someone who was only a first-level martial general.

"Phew." Hearing the other party admit defeat, Li Lin withdrew his true qi, his complexion also turned pale instantly, as the series of attacks had consumed a significant amount of energy, likely only Li Lin could afford such a consumption.

"Haha, well done, good lad," Yu Yu cheered excitedly, clapping his thigh on the stand, which made everyone laugh.

"Elder Yu, it's exciting and all, but don't slap your thigh so hard," Elder Song immediately said, but seeing Li Lin winning also made him quite excited.

"What does my thigh slapping have to do with you?" Elder Yu retorted.

"Because you're slapping my thigh," Elder Song said.

"Hehe, got a bit too excited, I'll be more careful next time," Elder Yu chuckled, not realizing he had slapped Elder Song's thigh in his excitement.

"Good lad, really has some tricks up his sleeve," Yun Xiao Tian chuckled to himself.

"A first-level martial general defeating a fourth-level martial general, even though he's a tri-element martial artist, it's still quite abnormal."

"Especially that strange attack, it seems Chai Qing lost because of that bizarre attack."

The strong ones were already whispering in amazement, but Ren Changqing from the Phantom Soul Gate had a very ugly expression, as the strongest disciple of his sect couldn't even withstand a single blow from a first-level martial general of the Yunyang Sect, which was quite a blow to him.

"Yun Sect Master, that strange attack Li Lin used, what martial skill of the Yunyang Sect is that? It's quite powerful," Gu Jianfeng asked Yun Xiao Tian, surprised.

"It's a secret." Yun Xiao Tian thought to himself, wanting to know as much as the others, then chuckled, "Hehe, fellow sect masters, a bet is a bet, each owes a set of high-grade Xuan-level martial skills."

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"Yun Sect Master, you're really not being polite," Gu Jianfeng said with a helpless smile. As the host, he naturally wouldn't renege on a set of high-grade Xuan-level martial skills, and immediately took out a jade slip to give to Yun Xiao Tian.

"Sigh..."

The other sect masters sighed in frustration, originally thinking they could gain an advantage, but unexpectedly lost a set of high-grade Xuan-level martial skills, which, though not extremely valuable, was certainly not cheap.

After handing over a set of high-grade Xuan-level martial skills to Yun Xiao Tian, they all glared at Ren Changqing, clearly blaming him for the Phantom Soul Gate disciples' poor performance, as a fourth-level martial general couldn't even beat a first-level martial general.

Ren Changqing felt even more frustrated, as his sect's disciples were completely defeated, and he also lost a set of high-grade Xuan-level martial skills, wondering whom to blame.

"Thank you, fellow sect masters, haha." Yun Xiao Tian was in a great mood, having won six sets of high-grade Xuan-level martial skills, a rare good fortune.

In the arena, after Li Lin's victory, he immediately looked towards area number three, where Yun Hongling was. At that moment, Yun Hongling, like a phantom, dragged out an afterimage, her long whip like a dragon emerging from the sea, enveloping a third-level martial general young man from the Earth Spirit Sect with a sky full of whip shadows.

The young man's complexion drastically changed, holding a large axe, which he swung like splitting mountains, creating axe shadows, but he was unable to find an opening in the overwhelming whip shadows.

"Break!" At that moment, the young man fiercely swung his axe, sending out a bizarre and spreading axe light that pierced through space and air like a knife through glass, creating a painful sonic boom.

The axe light split open, directly cleaving through the whip shadows in front of him.

However, at that moment, when the young man split open the whip shadows, Yun Hongling's figure had already disappeared from his sight, causing his pupils to dilate as he swiftly retreated with a flash of light under his feet. But it was too late, in that instant, a green silhouette appeared in front of him like a ghost, with a palm imprint like a white lightning silently appearing and then fiercely landing on him.

This happened in a flash, and aside from a few, not many could see it clearly, the speed was too fast.

"Bang!" At that instant, the palm imprint crushed down, the axe-wielding young man's defensive circle instantly cracked, and he staggered back several steps.

"Pfft!"

The young man spat out blood and then sat down on the ground, his complexion turning pale.

"I lost..."

The young man said, looking at Yun Hongling, no longer having the strength to continue fighting.

"Good..." This scene made the Xie surname elder in the stands shout in approval, as two from the Yunyang Sect had already made it into the top seven.

"Generally speaking, multi-element martial artists have an advantage." Li Lin looked at Yun Hongling's victory and smiled slightly, thinking that this girl's strength was indeed strong.

When Li Lin's gaze turned to the other areas, they had also won their matches.

"Buzz!"

When the bell rang again, the faces of the sect masters from the Returning Yuan Sect, Xuan Mountain Sect, and Phantom Soul Gate, Wei Bangyan, Zhi Yuan, and Ren Changqing, respectively, showed some helplessness, as their disciples had not even made it into the top seven.

"The winners stay, the losers leave," announced the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect in a red robe.

The seven defeated disciples left the field with disappointment, and Li Lin's gaze immediately fell on the remaining seven.

Among the remaining seven, Yun Hongling, Yuan Ruolan, and Lan Ling were included, and among the others, Li Lin recognized one from the Heavenly Sword Sect, a black-clothed young man who strangely did not carry a long sword, but Li Lin could tell that this person was a spiritualist.

The second was a woman from the Earth Spirit Sect, dressed in orange embroidered clothes, who, upon closer inspection, was quite beautiful with a fair complexion, a melon-seed face, long eyebrows, and although not very fair-skinned, her figure was graceful and radiant.

When Li Lin observed this woman's cultivation, he was somewhat surprised to find another spiritualist, with a cultivation aura far surpassing Zhao Qinghai, likely at the fourth level of the Spirit General.

The last one, who also seemed strange to Li Lin, was a thin young man with a white bandage on his face, whose affiliation was unknown, but who had managed to defeat disciples from the three sects and four gates all the way to the top seven, which was no small feat.

"This person is not simple," Li Lin felt vaguely that this thin young man and Yuan Ruolan would be his tough competitors.

"Among you seven, four will be drawn again for a match to determine the top five. But now, you seven come forward to receive a set of low-grade Xuan-level martial skills," said the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect in a red robe.

The seven advanced, and this was the third time they had come to receive low-grade Xuan-level martial skills.

"Li Lin, well done," the elder in the red robe said with a slight smile and a look of admiration upon seeing Li Lin coming to receive the martial skill again.

After all seven had received a set of low-grade Xuan-level martial skills, a Heavenly Sword Sect protector brought out a jade box.

"Inside are seven jade tokens, two marked with a one, two marked with a two, and the remaining three are blank jade tokens. Those who draw one and two will compete against each other, and the rest will leave," said the elder in the red robe.

"Elder, if we continue to win, can we still receive a set of low-grade Xuan-level martial skills?" a voice asked as soon as the elder in the red robe finished speaking, and it could only be Li Lin.

"Of course," the elder in the red robe said with a slight smile, looking at Li Lin: "Any other questions?"