Chapter 32
Powerful Breakthrough, Suffocating Pressure!
Amidst the intense gaze of the crowd, the disc-shaped spiritual cave teemed with spiritual energy, and Zhao Yao's aura surged ever higher.
Countless onlookers simultaneously turned their gaze to Gu Lin, who remained calm throughout.
With Zhao Yao breaking through, he was unable to launch a sneak attack. The Qi Condensation Realm's physique would definitely have its internal organs and bones shattered by the spiritual energy, so he could only watch helplessly as his opponent stepped into the Cave Profound Realm.
At this moment, almost all the onlookers felt sorry for Gu Lin.
His talent and brilliance were so extraordinary that he became famous throughout Chuwei County!
Everyone thought that it was impossible for someone at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm to make a name for himself in a selection competition full of geniuses, but he did it. He fought against the Qilin Prince head-on, leaving the Qilin Prince in a sorry state with blood flowing from his waist and abdomen.
But the difference in their underlying foundations is too great!
The Prince of Qilin has an older brother who works at the Martial Peak Palace.
He can break through to the Dongxuan realm anytime, anywhere, and use the power of the Dongxuan realm to suppress the Ningqi realm!
It can only be said that fate had abandoned Gu Lin.
With a chance of getting into the top 64, Gu Lin would have already secured a spot as a ghostwriter, and could even do so with ease.
But he just happened to encounter the Kirin Prince.
A proud young man who has just been injured and humiliated is determined to wash away his shame with swift and decisive measures!
Time passed slowly, and everyone stared intently.
As the disc-shaped spiritual cave gradually dimmed, Zhao Yao's aura became violent, his fingers slowly clenched, and his handsome face contorted with rage.
It was someone surnamed Gu who made me suffer this humiliation!
It was someone surnamed Gu who forced him to break through, completely ruining his brother's established cultivation plan!
A fatal blow!
Zhao Yao took a step forward, using the movement technique taught by his elder brother. His arm and sleeve tore open without a blade, and his entire arm turned as dark as an abyss, then turned into a dazzling red in an instant.
Another trick from a powerful clan—
Great Subduing Fist!
The punch contained the force to split a mountain, extremely powerful and fierce. The wind from the punch carried pure yang energy, directly enveloping Gu Lin.
Now that it has reached the Dongxuan level, the range of its internal energy release is much wider, enough to seal off an area of several feet in radius.
Even with Gu Lin's agile lightness skills, there was no way to avoid it!
Just when Zhao Can thought victory was assured, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Then a huge palm of internal energy appeared on the third dueling platform.
One palm strike splits into two.
Two Transformations into Four Palms!
Until the thirty-two palms, they densely surrounded Gu Lin, forming a terrifying palm wall!
When the Great Subduing Fist came crashing down, the palm wall trembled with difficulty due to its inferior internal energy, but it never collapsed.
Zhao Yao leaped into the air, his eyes blazing with fury, his inner energy surging wildly, and the masculine power of the Great Subduing Might Fist became even more violent, his huge fist pressing forward two inches.
Gu Lin's palm wall trembled uncontrollably, and the granite beneath his feet began to crack faintly.
Watching this scene, all the onlookers were so tense they dared not breathe.
The two sides have reached a stalemate!
Without a doubt, the Qilin Prince's martial arts skills are absolutely top-notch.
Even with his internal energy at a severe disadvantage, Gu Lin could barely withstand the attack with his defensive palm wall.
Just how powerful is this move?
To be able to cultivate it to such a pinnacle level, how profound must Gu Lin's martial arts comprehension be?
The fists collided more and more violently with the palm wall, and Gu Lin's face turned as pale as paper, with blood slowly seeping from his seven orifices.
Zhao Yao's face grew increasingly ferocious and distorted, his anger almost reaching the heavens, and the profound inner energy contained in his acupoints was completely transmitted into the Great Subduing Might Fist.
"At most ten breaths. If Gu Lin doesn't withdraw his palm strike soon, he'll bleed from all seven orifices and die!"
"But if we abandon our defensive stance, how can we withstand Young Master Qilin's punch? We'll inevitably have our flesh and internal organs smashed through!"
Nearly 100,000 onlookers, including many martial artists from sects and aristocratic families, saw through Gu Lin's desperate situation.
The reason for this is the difference in cultivation level.
At the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm, how can a stream compare to a great river?
If Gu Lin had chosen to confront him head-on with his leg techniques from the beginning, he would probably be lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance by now!
On the high platform, Zhao Can's facial muscles were tense. He closed his eyes tightly and murmured:
"Zhao Yao, Zhao Yao!"
"If you repeat the same mistake, I will despise you for the rest of my life!!"
At most seven or eight breaths, and the man surnamed Gu will be dead.
Never fall in the same place twice!
At this moment, all the members of the Holy Land were watching Gu Lin.
Are they resorting to the same old tricks again?
really.
"Who do you think I am?" Zhao Yao suddenly sneered, dissipating most of the force of the Great Subduing Might Fist and redirecting his powerful internal energy to his waist and abdomen.
Although there was still no trace of internal energy flow in that claw mark, he remained vigilant. When his robes were stained with the scorching heat, he quickly isolated himself from it.
The internal energy reaction speed of the Dongxuan Realm far surpasses that of the peak of the ninth level of the Ningqi Realm.
This time, only a corner of the robe was burned and charred; the flesh and blood were not touched.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Can's tense nerves finally relaxed, but the next moment he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and a chill swept through his internal organs.
"This is not just a defensive martial art..." Many members of the Holy Land looked horrified.
The claw mark sneak attack was just a feint to deceive Zhao Yao!
Suddenly, a palm strike carrying an unparalleled killing force crashed down from the already crumbling palm wall.
Thirty-two palms, thirty-one of which are feints for defense, and one of which is a real palm for a fierce attack!
Just then, Zhao Yao released his force and focused on defending against the silent claw mark. He couldn't have imagined that the defensive palm wall would actually conceal a powerful and offensive palm strike.
A sudden palm strike slammed into his right side, sending him flying several feet backward. Half of his chest caved in, and he bled profusely in mid-air.
Gu Lin leaped into the air at an extreme speed.
Before Zhao Yao even hit the ground, he was struck by a series of eighteen kicks in mid-air. The thunderous sound accompanied the terrifying force of the kicks, making Zhao Yao dizzy and trembling. He used all his remaining strength to dodge.
"If you can be called a Qilin, then what am I?!"
"You want me to submit to you, to become your slave, and you reward me with a job as a ghostwriter? Do you know how ridiculous you are?!"
"You're utterly pathetic; you don't even deserve my full strength!"
"You can't even get into the top 32!"
Repeated kicks, accompanied by utterly indifferent voices.
Zhao Yao struggled to dodge, his body covered in blood.
This is an oppressive feeling that's suffocating!
Everyone in the audience was utterly shocked!
"I..." Zhao Yao collapsed on the stage, dazed and confused, after being kicked by the Nine Heavens Divine Leg, his whole body trembling with pain.
Gu Lin used the Lingbo Weibu technique to its fullest extent, taking two steps forward and using his last remaining strength to unleash the Sanyang Juehu Hand Seal, directly burning Zhao Yao's throat.
say?
Can you say the words "I give up"?
Zhao Can became hysterical and then ran frantically toward the third dueling platform.
"Zhao Can!!" The Martial Peak Hall commander roared and stepped forward to block him, slapping Zhao Can hard across the air.
The centurions of the other three holy lands also had grim expressions, and all members acted almost instantly, completely surrounding Zhao Can.
That's ridiculous!
If Zhao Can steps onto the dueling platform to rescue them, not only will Zhao Can be executed by the Divine Dynasty, but everyone present will be stripped of their official robes, and everyone will be guilty.
The Holy Land Selection Tournament is not limited to Chuzhou and Chuwei County; countless counties and cities across the twenty-eight provinces of the Divine Dynasty are holding the competition. Anyone who dares to violate the word "fairness" is a rebel!
The sudden loss of control left everyone shocked and stunned!
But when they saw the scene in the arena, nearly 100,000 spectators were horrified.
The Prince of Qilin collapsed, his throat charred black, and he struggled desperately on the ground.
A figure walked towards him unhurriedly.
"What is Gu Lin going to do?"
Countless people felt their hair stand on end.
Countless onlookers simultaneously turned their gaze to Gu Lin, who remained calm throughout.
With Zhao Yao breaking through, he was unable to launch a sneak attack. The Qi Condensation Realm's physique would definitely have its internal organs and bones shattered by the spiritual energy, so he could only watch helplessly as his opponent stepped into the Cave Profound Realm.
At this moment, almost all the onlookers felt sorry for Gu Lin.
His talent and brilliance were so extraordinary that he became famous throughout Chuwei County!
Everyone thought that it was impossible for someone at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm to make a name for himself in a selection competition full of geniuses, but he did it. He fought against the Qilin Prince head-on, leaving the Qilin Prince in a sorry state with blood flowing from his waist and abdomen.
But the difference in their underlying foundations is too great!
The Prince of Qilin has an older brother who works at the Martial Peak Palace.
He can break through to the Dongxuan realm anytime, anywhere, and use the power of the Dongxuan realm to suppress the Ningqi realm!
It can only be said that fate had abandoned Gu Lin.
With a chance of getting into the top 64, Gu Lin would have already secured a spot as a ghostwriter, and could even do so with ease.
But he just happened to encounter the Kirin Prince.
A proud young man who has just been injured and humiliated is determined to wash away his shame with swift and decisive measures!
Time passed slowly, and everyone stared intently.
As the disc-shaped spiritual cave gradually dimmed, Zhao Yao's aura became violent, his fingers slowly clenched, and his handsome face contorted with rage.
It was someone surnamed Gu who made me suffer this humiliation!
It was someone surnamed Gu who forced him to break through, completely ruining his brother's established cultivation plan!
A fatal blow!
Zhao Yao took a step forward, using the movement technique taught by his elder brother. His arm and sleeve tore open without a blade, and his entire arm turned as dark as an abyss, then turned into a dazzling red in an instant.
Another trick from a powerful clan—
Great Subduing Fist!
The punch contained the force to split a mountain, extremely powerful and fierce. The wind from the punch carried pure yang energy, directly enveloping Gu Lin.
Now that it has reached the Dongxuan level, the range of its internal energy release is much wider, enough to seal off an area of several feet in radius.
Even with Gu Lin's agile lightness skills, there was no way to avoid it!
Just when Zhao Can thought victory was assured, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Then a huge palm of internal energy appeared on the third dueling platform.
One palm strike splits into two.
Two Transformations into Four Palms!
Until the thirty-two palms, they densely surrounded Gu Lin, forming a terrifying palm wall!
When the Great Subduing Fist came crashing down, the palm wall trembled with difficulty due to its inferior internal energy, but it never collapsed.
Zhao Yao leaped into the air, his eyes blazing with fury, his inner energy surging wildly, and the masculine power of the Great Subduing Might Fist became even more violent, his huge fist pressing forward two inches.
Gu Lin's palm wall trembled uncontrollably, and the granite beneath his feet began to crack faintly.
Watching this scene, all the onlookers were so tense they dared not breathe.
The two sides have reached a stalemate!
Without a doubt, the Qilin Prince's martial arts skills are absolutely top-notch.
Even with his internal energy at a severe disadvantage, Gu Lin could barely withstand the attack with his defensive palm wall.
Just how powerful is this move?
To be able to cultivate it to such a pinnacle level, how profound must Gu Lin's martial arts comprehension be?
The fists collided more and more violently with the palm wall, and Gu Lin's face turned as pale as paper, with blood slowly seeping from his seven orifices.
Zhao Yao's face grew increasingly ferocious and distorted, his anger almost reaching the heavens, and the profound inner energy contained in his acupoints was completely transmitted into the Great Subduing Might Fist.
"At most ten breaths. If Gu Lin doesn't withdraw his palm strike soon, he'll bleed from all seven orifices and die!"
"But if we abandon our defensive stance, how can we withstand Young Master Qilin's punch? We'll inevitably have our flesh and internal organs smashed through!"
Nearly 100,000 onlookers, including many martial artists from sects and aristocratic families, saw through Gu Lin's desperate situation.
The reason for this is the difference in cultivation level.
At the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm, how can a stream compare to a great river?
If Gu Lin had chosen to confront him head-on with his leg techniques from the beginning, he would probably be lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance by now!
On the high platform, Zhao Can's facial muscles were tense. He closed his eyes tightly and murmured:
"Zhao Yao, Zhao Yao!"
"If you repeat the same mistake, I will despise you for the rest of my life!!"
At most seven or eight breaths, and the man surnamed Gu will be dead.
Never fall in the same place twice!
At this moment, all the members of the Holy Land were watching Gu Lin.
Are they resorting to the same old tricks again?
really.
"Who do you think I am?" Zhao Yao suddenly sneered, dissipating most of the force of the Great Subduing Might Fist and redirecting his powerful internal energy to his waist and abdomen.
Although there was still no trace of internal energy flow in that claw mark, he remained vigilant. When his robes were stained with the scorching heat, he quickly isolated himself from it.
The internal energy reaction speed of the Dongxuan Realm far surpasses that of the peak of the ninth level of the Ningqi Realm.
This time, only a corner of the robe was burned and charred; the flesh and blood were not touched.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Can's tense nerves finally relaxed, but the next moment he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and a chill swept through his internal organs.
"This is not just a defensive martial art..." Many members of the Holy Land looked horrified.
The claw mark sneak attack was just a feint to deceive Zhao Yao!
Suddenly, a palm strike carrying an unparalleled killing force crashed down from the already crumbling palm wall.
Thirty-two palms, thirty-one of which are feints for defense, and one of which is a real palm for a fierce attack!
Just then, Zhao Yao released his force and focused on defending against the silent claw mark. He couldn't have imagined that the defensive palm wall would actually conceal a powerful and offensive palm strike.
A sudden palm strike slammed into his right side, sending him flying several feet backward. Half of his chest caved in, and he bled profusely in mid-air.
Gu Lin leaped into the air at an extreme speed.
Before Zhao Yao even hit the ground, he was struck by a series of eighteen kicks in mid-air. The thunderous sound accompanied the terrifying force of the kicks, making Zhao Yao dizzy and trembling. He used all his remaining strength to dodge.
"If you can be called a Qilin, then what am I?!"
"You want me to submit to you, to become your slave, and you reward me with a job as a ghostwriter? Do you know how ridiculous you are?!"
"You're utterly pathetic; you don't even deserve my full strength!"
"You can't even get into the top 32!"
Repeated kicks, accompanied by utterly indifferent voices.
Zhao Yao struggled to dodge, his body covered in blood.
This is an oppressive feeling that's suffocating!
Everyone in the audience was utterly shocked!
"I..." Zhao Yao collapsed on the stage, dazed and confused, after being kicked by the Nine Heavens Divine Leg, his whole body trembling with pain.
Gu Lin used the Lingbo Weibu technique to its fullest extent, taking two steps forward and using his last remaining strength to unleash the Sanyang Juehu Hand Seal, directly burning Zhao Yao's throat.
say?
Can you say the words "I give up"?
Zhao Can became hysterical and then ran frantically toward the third dueling platform.
"Zhao Can!!" The Martial Peak Hall commander roared and stepped forward to block him, slapping Zhao Can hard across the air.
The centurions of the other three holy lands also had grim expressions, and all members acted almost instantly, completely surrounding Zhao Can.
That's ridiculous!
If Zhao Can steps onto the dueling platform to rescue them, not only will Zhao Can be executed by the Divine Dynasty, but everyone present will be stripped of their official robes, and everyone will be guilty.
The Holy Land Selection Tournament is not limited to Chuzhou and Chuwei County; countless counties and cities across the twenty-eight provinces of the Divine Dynasty are holding the competition. Anyone who dares to violate the word "fairness" is a rebel!
The sudden loss of control left everyone shocked and stunned!
But when they saw the scene in the arena, nearly 100,000 spectators were horrified.
The Prince of Qilin collapsed, his throat charred black, and he struggled desperately on the ground.
A figure walked towards him unhurriedly.
"What is Gu Lin going to do?"
Countless people felt their hair stand on end.