Chapter 100: The Ninth Junior Brother of the Post-Heaven Generation

  Li Chen Dong said, "Elder Yue, please forgive me. Although the selection tournament prohibits the use of heavy hands, it's hard to defend against punches and kicks without eyes. For now, Xia Chen has won, but if he can't withstand Wu Feng's Wild Fire Fist, how should we handle it? Moreover, in the Beast Garden training, underage demonic beasts are far more ferocious than they are now, and there is already a death rate. The purpose of the selection tournament is not just competition, but to encourage competition. Besides, it's not just Wu Feng, other disciples have also been injured."

  His last sentence obviously felt that Yue Zifeng was interfering too much, so he also made a sarcastic remark.

  Yue Feng's face turned iron-green, but he couldn't say a word, and could only sit down in extreme anger. Several disciples rushed up and carried Wu Feng away after he had fainted.

  "Senior brother, don't get angry. Let this little beast live a few more days first and undergo training in the Beast Garden. He will definitely die without a place to be buried." Xu Fang said in a low voice.

  "I'm worried that this little beast is too lucky, if even the Beast Garden can't kill him, what's to be done? After a while, I'm afraid no one among the later generations of disciples will be able to control him." Yue Zifeng said, for the first time in his life feeling that an acquired disciple was also so troublesome.

  "We can't show any mercy either." Xu Fang smiled calmly, "Of course we have to take action ourselves and strangle this little beast!"

  "The fifty-first match, number thirty-two Xia Chen wins!" Li Chen Dong announced.

  Soon, as the trials proceeded, all of the Post-Heaven Eight Stage disciples had taken their turn. The atmosphere on the spectator stands became even more fervent, because next up would be the strongest Post-Heaven Nine Stage disciple, Fen Mo.

  Chen Qiushui did not participate in the selection, Xu Shaobai Fang Ziqing Leng Xingchen Lin Fengling is an invincible existence among the post-heaven disciples, and also the idol in the hearts of most people.

  "The fifty-sixth match, number three Xu Shaobai, number twelve Leng Xingchen enter the stage." Li Chen Dong announced loudly.

  "Come on, Xu Shaobai. It's been half a year since we last fought. Let me experience your 'Great Rain and Universe' technique again and see if you've made any progress." Cold Star chuckled.

  "Haha, Leng Xingchen, I'm also looking forward to seeing if your Shui Xing Qi has reached the highest level." Xu Shaobai smiled.

  The two walked shoulder-to-shoulder into the arena, and as soon as Li Chen Dong announced the start, without any confrontation, they instantly charged at each other.

  Everyone watched with rapt attention, their eyes not blinking once. The Nine-Heaven's Refining Marrow Realm was near the end of the Post-Heaven realm, and being able to witness such a strong cultivator's battle was a rare opportunity for all Post-Heaven disciples.

  Even Chen Qiushui was looking at it seriously, and although her realm was higher than that of Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen, any comparison had its reference value, and perhaps an opportunity for enlightenment could be found in it.

  Fang Zi Qing's face was expressionless as he stared, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, it was unclear what he was thinking.

  Xia Chen was as calm as water, his strength was not inferior to the Post-Heaven Nine Layers, but his realm was still at the Post-Heaven Seven Layers. The battle between Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen had great reference value for him, allowing him to gain insight into the combat methods unique to the Post-Heaven Nine Layers realm, which would make it easier for him when he broke through to the Post-Heaven Nine Layers in the future.

  Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen turned into two whirlwinds, moving so fast that their figures were completely invisible, but under this extremely swift movement, not a single gust of wind was emitted, as if they were performing a scene from a thrilling silent drama.

  This is not that the attack of the two people was useless, but all the strength was concentrated and introverted, without a single bit of waste. The edge of the palm was windless, but the power contained in the palm was incredibly terrifying.

  Two people's bodies emitted a gurgling sound of flowing, as if blood was like waves, but deeper and more vast than the flow of blood, only those with cultivation above sixth grade could hear the difference between the two.

  That is the sound of bone marrow flowing slowly within the skeleton, and after nine refinements of the post-heavenly marrow realm, true energy enters the marrow, covering every part inside and outside the body, with the marrow as white as frost, maintaining the vitality of the blood and never declining, in a state of peak condition.

  Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen had known each other for many years, understanding each other thoroughly, without any hesitation in their actions. Xu Shaobai's "Great Rain of Heaven and Earth" was unleashed, like a mountain collapse and earth shattering, with wails of ghosts and howls of gods, as countless hand shadows filled the sky, spreading across the entire arena, far surpassing the power of the Seven Shadow Fist by a hundred times!

  Leng Xingchen's seven-layered shattered star was not weak at all, the faint Mars kept bursting out of his hands, seemingly on the verge of extinction, but in reality it was a prairie fire that would engulf everything, and with just a flick of his wrist, a large expanse of fierce flames would erupt, making it seem as if he was standing in the midst of an inferno, extremely terrifying.

  With the powerful strength of two people, even if they are separated by several feet, they can attack each other through the transmission of aura, so most of the time they are launching long-range attacks, the scene is fiery and exciting, making everyone dizzy.

  The day after tomorrow, the ninth rank can exert long-range attacks, which are not easy to deal with. However, I have cultivated up to the seventh rank of the posterior heaven, and my understanding of the Split Heaven's Edge is quite deep, so I can also cope with it. Moreover, this level of attack can be completely resisted by the Golden Body. Xia Chen thought to himself, constantly simulating his own battles with the two in his mind, improving his understanding.

  Before long, several incense sticks' worth of time had passed and the battle between Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen had reached a white-hot intensity, yet they remained evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

  Seeing that continuing would lead to mutual injury, Li Chen Dong nodded slightly and shouted: "Enough! The trial is over. You two can be considered as having no winner or loser!"

  Whoa! The fire sparks and hand shadows disappeared cleanly, Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen were extremely in sync, simultaneously withdrawing their hands, retreating over a dozen steps, then walked together with smiles, standing shoulder to shoulder, clasping their fists in respect towards the viewing platform.

  The disciples responded with warm applause, and they were deeply moved by the two men's demeanor.

  Even Xia Chen's heart moved, and he applauded, his actions were sincere, and it could be seen from their demeanor that they were both generous and bold, making it easy for people to have a good impression of them.

  Especially Xu Shaobai's jade tree in the wind, even more so that many female disciples screamed and unreservedly offered fiery flying kisses.

  "These two guys are really something!" Lin Fengling muttered.

  "The fifty-seventh match, No. 2 Fang Ziqing, No. 4 Lin Fengling on the field." Li Chen Dong's voice rang out.

  Lin Fengling's expression froze, and he stood up with a bitter smile: "Unlucky, why did they pair me with her, why didn't they let Xia Chen go..."

  "Old Lin, you must cherish and take good care of the beautiful lady above!" Xu Shaobai and Leng Xingchen walked down, chuckling.

  "If you're willing, I'll give this rare opportunity to you!" Lin Fengling hummed.

  Fang Ziqing didn't say a word, stood up and walked into the arena, everyone's eyes focused on her, no matter where or when, this purple-robed woman was an existence that couldn't be ignored.

  Moreover, many male disciples had fiery admiration in their eyes. Fang Ziqing was not as beautiful and powerful as Chen Qiushui, but she was also a rare beauty, especially with her cold and elegant demeanor and temperament, naturally having a large following. However, these gazes were all automatically ignored by Fang Ziqing.

  The two stood still in the arena, quietly waiting for Li Chen Dong's announcement to begin.

  "Lin Fengling, I've heard that you've created a unique footwork called Lin Feng's Micro Steps? I'd love to see it in action, but you're not my opponent." Fang Ziqing gazed at Lin Fengling and suddenly said.

  Lin Fengling smiled faintly: "I know, your opponent is Xia Chen, he's indeed stronger than me."

  "You'd actually admit that a postnatally sevenfold ant is stronger than you? Lin Fengling, you really disappoint me! What's Xia Chen even worth?! After I defeat you, I'll kill him too. My only opponent is Chen Qiushui!" A cold glint flashed in Fang Ziqing's eyes.

  "You can defeat Xia Chen first." Lin Fengling said calmly.

  "The contest begins!" Li Chen Dong said loudly.

  Fang Ziqing slowly raised her fists, and suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in her eyes and fists at the same time. The intense light made everyone involuntarily blink their eyes.

  Lin Fengling also blinked his eyes.

  But just as he opened his eyes, Fang Ziqing was already in front of him, a slender jade finger stretched out, pointing to the center of his eyebrows.

  One Finger Zen!

  Lin Fengling's face changed, he didn't expect Fang Ziqing's speed to be so fast, it was beyond his imagination. In the depths of his pupils, what was reflected was not Fang Ziqing's fingers, but a fierce lightning bolt.

  "Roar!" Lin Fengling, after all, was also a Post-Heaven Ninth Layer cultivator. In an instant, he burst forth with incredibly powerful strength. Just as the attack was about to land, Lin Feng's body automatically floated backwards, and with several steps, he tread on the air, avoiding this extremely fierce finger strike.

  Lin Feng took a small step forward!

  Fang Ziqing revealed a hint of disdain, her purple figure leaping up like a shadow following a form, rising into the air and changing her fingers to claws, attacking Lin Fengling.

  Lin Fengling's figure suddenly dispersed, as if it had turned into clouds in the sky, transforming into countless figures, actually floating in mid-air with light steps, and opening a tour of combat with Fang Ziqing.

  The day after tomorrow, the boundary naturally cannot fly in the air, but Lin Fengling's body method has been cultivated to its peak, and his body is as light as a swallow. Sliding in mid-air can barely be done.

  Under this extreme drifting movement, any attack cannot be locked on.

  But Fang Ziqing's entire body shone brightly, and Tian Lei's finger shot out, truly like a thunderbolt, enveloping everything within several dozen feet in her attack.

  Although the two were not fiercely competing, in terms of brilliance, they surpassed Leng Xingchen and Xu Shaobai, leaving everyone's hearts racing with excitement.

  After a fierce battle, with Fang Ziqing's offensive becoming increasingly fierce, Lin Fengling's movements gradually became slower. Fang Ziqing's Thunderous Finger was just enough to counter his Lin Feng Micro-Step, and his attacks were weaker than Fang Ziqing's, so he naturally fell into a disadvantage.

  Finally, Fang Ziqing pointed at Lin Fengling's left shoulder, shocking him out of the arena, thus ending the battle.

  "Fang Ziqing, thank you for sparing my life." Lin Fengling had lost, but he didn't show any signs of despair or frustration.

  "No need to thank me, I showed mercy because I didn't want to use my full strength, and leave some for that ant, otherwise you wouldn't have it so easy." Fang Ziqing said calmly.

  "Well, good luck then!" Lin Fengling didn't get angry either, and with a lot of elegance, he cupped his hands together in a gesture of respect before walking down from the stage.