vncnus Chapter 585 - 100: This Is Simply a Humanoid Beast
Chapter 585 - 100: This Is Simply a Humanoid Beast
Zheng Kingdom, looks up to Han Kingdom as its leader.
However, Han Kingdom never truly trusts Zheng Kingdom. Zheng Kingdom is deeply intertwined with the Demon Race, completely devoid of propriety or integrity.
Such a country is filled with a wolfish ambition.
Han Kingdom’s attitude towards Zheng Kingdom is to use it to check Liang Kingdom but ensure Zheng Kingdom does not become too powerful.
In this ranking tournament, Bian Xinjie’s Sealing Demon Pearl is to prevent Zheng Kingdom from hiding anything, fearing that some martial arts academy disciple might possess a powerful demon bloodline. With Zheng Kingdom’s shamelessness, it’s not beyond them to do such a thing.
Zheng Kingdom has a forbidden technique that can infuse a powerful demon bloodline into a Martial Artist, allowing them to exhibit strength beyond their tier by a grade. An Eighth-Grade Martial Artist can withstand the power of a Seventh-Grade demon bloodline.
The consequence is that once this Eighth-Grade Martial Artist explodes with demon power, they will lose their sanity and eventually become a demon, driven solely by a killing instinct.
Other countries might not resort to such actions, but Zheng Kingdom just might.
Bian Xinjie didn’t expect that this Sealing Demon Pearl, meant to defend against Zheng Kingdom, would end up being used here with Lin Chen.
At the forefront of the spectators, Zheng Kingdom’s experts showed a fleeting sinister expression when they saw Bian Xinjie take out the Sealing Demon Pearl, but quickly composed themselves.
"Fourth Sister, what is this Sealing Demon Pearl?"
Murong Xin saw the white pearl crushed by Bian Xinjie, and curiosity filled her eyes.
Being the Princess of Yan Kingdom, she had considerable knowledge, yet she had never heard of such a treasure as the Sealing Demon Pearl.
"The Sealing Demon Pearl is a treasure refined through a secret technique. So far, only Han Kingdom can make it, and even within Han Kingdom, it is extremely rare. When crushed, for a quarter of an hour, all demon power will be suppressed."
Murong Shuang explained, and Murong Xin pondered, "I didn’t expect Han Kingdom would prepare a Sealing Demon Pearl for Lin Chen, indicating significant concern from Han Kingdom and early preparation."
"It’s just a fortuitous coincidence. Han Kingdom is guarding against Zheng Kingdom; it just happened to be used on Lin Chen."
Murong Yan’s intelligent gaze flickered with wisdom. If Han Kingdom had been prepared for Lin Chen so early, with Han Kingdom’s way of doing things, this ranking tournament would not have proceeded so smoothly, especially during the point matches, when Han Kingdom would have taken action.
Bian Xinjie’s Sealing Demon Pearl was undoubtedly prepared against Zheng Kingdom. For this martial arts academy ranking tournament, she had specifically researched the situations of the past several dozen tournaments to gather information for Lin Chen.
In one tournament, Zheng Kingdom’s martial arts academy took first place, and during that year, two of Zheng Kingdom’s martial artists, though just Eighth-Grade, exhibited strength comparable to Seventh-Grade during the competition.
However, less than a year after the tournament ended, those two martial arts academy disciples from Zheng Kingdom died.
Zheng Kingdom concealed the details, but Yan Kingdom had its own agents within Zheng Kingdom, who discovered that after returning, those disciples had killed several senior students, lost their minds, and behaved like beasts.
Although in subsequent tournaments, Zheng Kingdom never took first place or had disciples who exceeded their capabilities as before, Han Kingdom must have been cautious in every tournament. This Sealing Demon Pearl might have passed through several Han Kingdom martial arts academy disciples’ hands before reaching Bian Xinjie.
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"Lin Chen!"
On the stage, after Bian Xinjie’s bellow, a cold mist suddenly erupted from him, instantly veiling his figure.
Soon, the cold mist covered over half of the stage, and within ten breaths, the entire stage was enshrouded in the cold mist.
Outside the stage, everyone saw the mist-covered stage, and shock filled their eyes. Truly deserving of being ranked third on the Celestial List, Bian Xinjie’s imposing display was astounding.
Everyone understood that by now, Bian Xinjie wouldn’t underestimate Lin Chen anymore. He would undoubtedly exert himself fully, without any reservations.
It’s uncertain whether Lin Chen still had any trump cards after being unable to use that formidable bow.
"Bian Xinjie is bound to lose!"
Murong Yan watched the enveloping mist, her eyes filled with certainty.
"Sixth Sister, why are you so certain?"
Murong Shuang and Murong Xin turned to Murong Yan at the same time, wondering if Lin Chen had other trump cards.
"Lin Chen’s strongest aspect has never been his archery."
"If not his archery, then what is it?"
Murong Yan’s lips formed a beautiful arc. What was Lin Chen’s strongest aspect?
It was his Divine Soul and physique.
How strong Lin Chen’s Divine Soul was, she knew clearly from the Divine Soul in the Jade Pendant, and how strong his physique was, she’d seen early signs during their time at Canglan Martial Arts Academy.
The training, although she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she had learned about it, and in her heart, Lin Chen’s archery might be his weakest aspect.
Bian Xinjie thought sealing Lin Chen’s bow would lead to his victory, but that was a grave mistake.
Within the cold mist, Lin Chen simply closed his eyes. His sight was affected by the mist, but impaired vision didn’t mean he couldn’t detect Bian Xinjie’s presence.
With his Divine Soul fully activated, he could clearly perceive Bian Xinjie’s position.
Bian Xinjie moved.
Amidst the swirling cold mist, Bian Xinjie’s ten fingers suddenly spread open, and hundreds of ice spikes shot forth with a piercing intent to kill.
As the ice spikes approached, Lin Chen chuckled softly and unhesitatingly struck out with a palm.
Boom!
At the moment when the palm wind collided with the ice spikes, the air compressed into ripples visible to the naked eye, and the ice spikes shattered into powder under the violent Qi Force.
After striking the palm, Lin Chen did not stop there. His figure glided in place, and within the churning cold mist, he directly locked onto Bian Xinjie’s location and struck out with another palm.
How did he find me?
Bian Xinjie’s pupils shrank. In this cold mist, Lin Chen’s vision was obstructed, so how did he discover his position?
To conceal his location, he chose to shoot ice spikes from a distance and immediately changed his position after shooting them.
Bam!
Bian Xinjie also punched out. At the moment of the collision, Bian Xinjie’s figure staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with disbelief. How could Lin Chen’s strength be so formidable, with explosive power even exceeding his own?
How is this possible?
He had been at the Eighth Grade for half a year, while Lin Chen had only broken through to the Ninth Grade for less than a few months. How could his strength be this strong?
After staggering back a few steps, Bian Xinjie frowned and shifted his body again, yet Lin Chen followed like a shadow, almost catching up the instant he moved.
Bam bam bam!
Outside the arena, everyone heard thunderous collision sounds continuously echoing, with the cold mist rolling outward. Everyone knew the battle in the arena was intense, but they couldn’t see it.
But after thirty breaths, the spectators in the stands and the Martial Arts Academy disciples from various countries below all gasped.
The cold mist suddenly dispersed, and as it did, they saw a figure retreating toward the edge of the arena.
It was Bian Xinjie!
No one expected that the first sight they got of the battle was Bian Xinjie’s figure retreating toward the edge of the arena, looking extremely disheveled, with his hair crown nowhere to be seen, hair covering his face.
Gasp!
When they saw Lin Chen standing on the arena, many couldn’t help exclaiming, "What cultivation technique has Lin Chen been practicing?"
In the center of the arena, Lin Chen’s entire body was steaming with Qi Blood like flames, with every inch of skin reflecting a bronze luster, and the surrounding cold mist was being evaporated by his Qi Blood.
"Body Tempering Technique!"
In the front of the stands, the voice of a strong martial artist from a kingdom carried a trace of shock. As a Second-Grade martial artist, he could naturally see why Lin Chen exhibited such an unusual phenomenon on his body surface.
Only martial artists who cultivate the Body Tempering Technique can achieve this.
But looking across the Nine Kingdoms, there are very few martial artists who practice the Body Tempering Technique. Even in a large country like Han Kingdom, it is rare for martial artists to choose the Body Tempering path.
This path is not only difficult but also progresses slowly.
While other martial artists can continually enhance their tier with Spirit Soldiers and Martial Path Will, those practicing the Body Tempering Technique must rely on enhancing their physical strength to improve their power.
"This is no ordinary man, it’s more like a walking furnace."
Many martial artists, seeing the aura Lin Chen exuded, felt a chill. If they faced him, they would likely be intimidated by his aura before even making a move.
"Celestial List third rank, nothing more!"
Lin Chen’s voice boomed like thunder, and the next moment everyone saw a burst of golden light. Lin Chen’s figure vanished from its spot, reappearing in front of Bian Xinjie.
The speed was so astonishing that most martial artists present, including Bian Xinjie, couldn’t react.
Grabbing Bian Xinjie’s arm, Lin Chen’s wrist suddenly exerted force, and with a crisp sound of bones cracking, everyone saw Bian Xinjie’s entire right arm twisted into a bizarre angle!
Bang!
Under the watchful eyes of countless spectators, Bian Xinjie’s body was heavily slammed onto the arena floor, shattering the bluestone slabs as his body skidded over ten yards before stopping.
On the bluestone ground, a deep humanoid indentation appeared.
On scene, there was dead silence.
The martial artists from the Zheng Kingdom looked at the figure in the air, a question in their hearts they couldn’t help but wonder—who truly held the Demon Race bloodline within them?