Layer upon layer of crimson energy waves were emitted from Zhu Yan's sword, and his true yuan had the properties of flames just like his name. Therefore, Zhu Yan's sword moves often had something to do with fire! With his true yuan properties, he unleashed a fire-attributed martial skill, increasing its power even more!

  As the scarlet air waves surged, the originally autumn-cool martial arts arena suddenly whipped up a scorching gust of wind, Zhu Yan made his move!

  The true yuan infused the Crimson Flame Sword, and the sword light of Zhu Yan instantly wove a large net in the air, like a burning fire cloud, covering everything.

  "Martial arts red haze fills the sky!"

  A wave of heat swept across the stage, causing the temperature to rise sharply. Some nearby disciples felt compelled to retreat in a hurry, while the bodyguards of the dignitaries quickly raised their True Yuan shields to protect their masters.

  Zhu Yan, without even a tentative probe at the beginning, went straight into martial arts, and as soon as he made his move, it was with full force!

  Facing the endless crimson flames, Lin Ming's microcosmic breathing was adjusted to the same frequency, his entire body's true essence automatically vibrated, this was Lin Ming reaching the second stage of cultivation in the Chaotic True Essence Art, condensing thick true essence!

  Such a thick and powerful True Yuan vibration was like the 820 jin Guan Hong Gun, steady yet terrifyingly lethal!

  The shockwave grew stronger and stronger, subtly merging with Lin Ming's aura to form a howling gale that scattered and struck out in all directions!

  A wave of red flames swept in, Lin Ming stood still, his right hand sank, and a spear suddenly shot out!

  Pong!

  A deafening explosion, this one shot was like a mountain collapse, the flames that filled the sky seemed to be swept away by a tornado, in the center of the flames, twisted into a vortex shaped like a gun muzzle, and this vortex, rushed straight at Zhu Yan!

  "Whoosh!" The vortex pierced through Zhu Yan's body like a spinning top!

  Before everyone could react in shock, however, the "Crimson Flame" that had been pierced by the vortex suddenly transformed into a twisted beam of light and gradually dissipated.

  "Remnant shadow?"

  "It's Divine Shadow Steps! This Zhu Yan, has actually cultivated such a technique!"

  Zhu Yan has not made a move in front of anyone for half a year, and the disciples of the Seven Xuanwu Sect only know Zhu Yan's strength through the ranking on the Ranking Stone. As for how Zhu Yan fought in the Massacre Array, they couldn't see it, so naturally, they didn't know what kind of ultimate skill Zhu Yan had.

  Zhu Yan suddenly disappeared like a ghost and reappeared on Lin Ming's side in an instant!

  No, to be exact, what appeared first was not Zhu Yan, but his sword!

  Draw sword twenty-four times in an instant!

  "Chirp chirp chirp at home..."

  A vast expanse of sword light wove into a dense and impenetrable net, Zhu Yan's swordsmanship had long since reached the level of perfection.

  Zhu Yan was famous for his swordsmanship in Qing Sang City at the age of 14. Later, he joined the army for a year and then practiced hard in the Seven Xuanwu Mansion for two and a half years. In these three years or so, he had already gained his own understanding of swordsmanship. His sword seemed to have merged into the void, only seeing the sword light but not the sword itself!

  Even the trajectory of Zhu Yan's sword is invisible, how can we fight?

  Even if it were a top 40 disciple of the Seventh Xuanwu Sect, or even a powerful figure's Bone Refining Realm expert guard, they would feel a chill down their spine upon seeing this sword light. If they were to go up and be enveloped by such sword light, they would already be defeated! Lin Ming's movement technique was only the "Basic Footwork", how could he dodge?

  The crowd's idea had just flashed between the sparks, and they didn't even have time to think about it. At this moment, Lin Ming had already drawn his gun.

  A dark dragon-like spear shot out, and the vibrating true yuan burst forth like a surging tide, scattering in all directions, directly pouncing on that vast expanse of sword light.

  "Ding ding ding!" In an instant, Zhu Yan's sword clashed with Guan Hong's spear countless times. At that moment, Zhu Yan felt as if his one sword had struck a mountain, and Lin Ming's spear infused with true essence carried a thick and steady shockwave, just like the tremors of an earthquake, which forcibly scattered his sword light.

  He couldn't even shake Lin Ming's gun, and if he didn't retract his sword, he might have stabbed Lin Ming, but he felt that if he was just a little slower, his body would be torn apart by this violent shock!

  This strange vibration had a great impact on Zhu Yan's sword, as if it was a fish trapped in the mud.

  Just as his body was about to be restrained by this vibration, Zhu Yan strongly raised a mouthful of true yuan and suddenly retreated.

  "Bang bang bang!" Zhu Yan heavily fell to the ground, retreating several steps, and no longer had his previous light and agile movements.

  "Huh? What's wrong with Zhu Yan?"

  "What just happened? Zhu Yan suddenly drew so many swords, how could he be forced back by Lin Ming's single spear?"

  "How come he didn't stab him? His sword's shadow was even faster, it should be faster than Lin Ming's spear!"

  The people present, almost no one could understand the secret contained in Lin Ming's single shot. In their view, with Zhu Yan's body method and sword speed, he should have avoided Lin Ming's shot and stabbed Lin Ming instead. However, the fact was that Lin Ming's single shot forced Zhu Yan into a desperate situation, while he himself stood as stable as a mountain on the dueling platform, without moving a step!

  Even those elite guards who had been tempered through countless battles couldn't understand what had just happened.

  Upon hearing their discussions, Hong Xi smiled to himself and thought... "Lin Ming that little rascal is indeed a freak. He has incorporated the 'Powder Body Shattering Fist' into his marksmanship. This type of shooting technique can't be understood unless one personally experiences it. I suffered greatly from this move in the past. Now, let's have Zhu Yan taste it too."

  Zhu Yan finally managed to suppress the surging blood in his heart, secretly wiping away a cold sweat. In that moment just now, he felt like his heartbeat had changed rhythm, and the circulation of blood throughout his body was obstructed, as if it were going to flow backwards. What on earth was happening?

  He looked at Lin Ming, who held the Gun of Passing Rainbow, with the gun handle slanting outward and the gun tip pointing to the ground, while he himself stood upright.

  It was this posture and figure that fell into Zhu Yan's eyes, but it seemed mysterious and unpredictable, making him dare not to make a move for the time being.

  "Huh? Fear?" Zhu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he was surprised to find that a faint sense of fear had arisen in his heart. Fear was the greatest taboo for a warrior's heart, and the first trial of the Illusory Realm Gate was precisely a test of a warrior's courage.

  And this intention actually came from Lin Ming!

  "This kid!"

  A surge of inexplicable anger welled up in Zhu Yan's heart, he couldn't accept that his pride was being trampled by a small person he had always looked down on!

  Zhu Yan's eyes flashed with a cold light, anger instantly shattering the fear in his heart. His figure burst out, his body leaving behind a string of afterimages.

  In Zhu Yan's charge, his sword ignited a three-foot-long red flame, this flame was formed by Zhu Yan infusing a large amount of true yuan into the sword.

  Since quick recruitment didn't work, Zhu Yan thought of using force to win!

  Zhu Yan angrily shouted, his body leaped up, both hands holding a sword, and slashed down!

  "It's Shooting Star Slash!"

  "The Falling Star Slash of the Middle Ranks! A martial art stronger than the Red Sky's Wild Dance!"

  The crowd's exclamation had just uttered a few words, when Zhu Yan's sword absorbed all the fire essence around him. The power of this sword was like a burning meteorite falling from the sky!

  Lin Ming's mouth curved up an arc, hard against hard, he loved it most!

  Lin Ming waved his hand, and with a string of sparks splashing out, the Gun of Guan Hong drew an arc on the ground, and a full moon pattern appeared on the hard martial arts arena.

  Lin Ming aimed at Zhu Yan's sword tip and thrust out with his spear!

  In the midst of a lightning-fast exchange between masters, how easy is it to land a sword's tip on the opponent? However, Lin Ming's years of Bone Forging and his previous month of intense spear practice had allowed him to develop solid fundamental skills. His spear was an extension of his arm, and even if a flying needle-like hidden weapon flew towards him, Lin Ming could use his spearhead to deflect it!

  "Ding!" Lin Ming's spear thrust had accurately struck the tip of Zhu Yan's sword!

  A three-foot scarlet flame sword, how can it compare with an eight-hundred-and-twenty-catty Guan Hong spear?

  All that could be heard was a series of ear-piercing metallic deformation sounds, and the Red Flame Sword had actually been bent into a full moon shape due to the enormous pressure from the clash of weapons!

  At this time, Lin Ming's Vibrational True Essence collided with Zhu Yan's Falling Star Slash, causing a fierce shockwave that once again churned the air and blood within Zhu Yan's body.

  "Whoa!" The scarlet flame sword was knocked back, and Zhu Yan also flew backward.

  But Luoxing Jian was after all a mid-grade martial skill, and Lin Ming was also forced back by the heat wave and momentum, retreating three steps in a row!

  "This Lin Ming, retreats for the first time!"

  "Not just retreating, from the top stage to now, he's taking his first step forward!"

  Everyone naturally noticed this detail, Lin Ming hadn't moved a single step before.

  "It can't be said like that, Lin Ming's momentum is as still as a mountain. If he moves, it means Zhu Yan has affected his momentum." There were still some old disciples who didn't want to see Zhu Yan lose. An older student being defeated by a new student gave them a sense of sympathy.

  "Big brother, don't you think that Lin Ming and Zhu Yan's battle this time is similar to his previous battle with Zhang Cang? Obviously, Zhu Yan wasn't hit, but he was still greatly affected." At this moment, in a corner of the martial arena, Tuo Su said to Ling Sen while watching the match.

  "Ah, Lin Ming's spear technique has a profound mystery to it. I've read some classics before, which said that when a martial artist masters the spear technique, they can comprehend the grand momentum of heaven and earth, the principles of all things, and infuse them into their spear, forming a 'spear momentum'. Swords and sabers have similar connotations. Such an expert, when facing an enemy, doesn't need to draw their weapon; just relying on this 'momentum' can annihilate the opponent! Lin Ming's spear technique reminds me of these records."

  "Big brother, you're getting more and more absurd, Lin Ming is still so young, how can he possibly comprehend the gun's momentum."

  "He certainly couldn't, otherwise he wouldn't need to draw his gun to deal with Zhu Yan, a single thought would be enough to kill the opponent. However, Lin Ming's gun didn't even touch Zhu Yan, yet it still affected him, this point is similar to the momentum of the gun!"

  Ling Sen and Tak Ku were talking when Zhu Yan was with Lin Ming again. Zhu Yan no longer used martial arts, nor did he use the beautiful sword light, but only the simplest and most straightforward sword moves. Nevertheless, even so, he still felt that his sword seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, being controlled everywhere.

  On the other hand, Lin Ming was becoming more and more courageous in this fight!

  He is building momentum!

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