The Prodigies War

Chapter 1186 Are You Worthy of Being Called Supreme?

Chapter 1186 Are You Worthy of Being Called Supreme?

After several days of training, Lin Xun had been reborn. Not only had his injuries healed, but his king stage foundation was also further solidified.

Standing tall and gracefully atop the lone mountain peak, he had an ethereal air around him like the flowy clouds in the sky.

This was one of the beneficial effects of the ancestral origin stone.

The aeth qi in the Mythic Fire Realm was already extremely rich, but supplemented with the ancestral origin stone, his few days of training equaled his usual months of training!

“Demon God Lin, how can you talk so big when you are about to die?!”

Meng Yinghua and the others raged.

Now that Wen Aohai had returned, they had found their backbone and started to vent all the pent-up anger and humiliation they suffered in the past few days.

“You guys disappoint me. Since you chose to submit then you should have been aware that you are a slave, but you have gone back on your words. Is it because I am too kind and merciful so you want to take advantage of me?” sighed Lin Xun.

Kind and merciful?

Meng Yinghua and the others almost crushed their teeth in anger. These days, we have been forced to mine and suffer all sorts of humiliation. Is this called being kind and merciful?

“Demon God Lin, do you dare to come up and fight?!”

With a swoosh, Wen Aohai rushed into the sky, hovering proudly with the clouds, his long hair billowing in the air and amplifying the murderous intent surging around him.

Suddenly, the winds picked up, clouds frantically scudded across the sky and the airflow grew chaotic.

The power of the supreme king stage was vividly demonstrated.

“Why won’t I?” Lin Xun whirled up into the air, and a hornless ice dragon appeared at his feet, holding him up in the sea of clouds like a lone, unshakable mountain.

“Senior Brother Wen, you must kill that bastard!”

Everyone shouted from the mountain as they glowered at Lin Xun with hatred.

“Don’t worry, I will make him die the worst death!”

Wen Aohai took a deep breath. His expression was ice-cold, and every word he spoke was loaded with murderous intent.

Shua!

In a flash, he vanished from the spot.

As fast as the wind, coming and going without leaving a trace!

Lin Xun narrowed his black eyes and subconsciously jerked to one side.

Chi!

A gust of wind swept past him, taking a strand of hair by his ear like the blade of a knife and cutting a straight crack into the air like a piece of cloth.

What amazing speed!

Lin Xun exclaimed inwardly, and his fighting spirit soared.

This could be said to be his first battle with an opponent of the same cultivation stage as him since he set foot into the Supreme King Stage.

He was also full of expectation. Would his opponent be a worthy one?

Shua! Shua! Shua!

In the blink of an eye, the void was filled with fierce, invisible wind blades, slashing across the air with lightning speed. It looked as though a violent storm was about to engulf the universe.

Alarming cracks split and crisscrossed the space one after another while the sea of clouds blasted everywhere like torn pieces of paper.

From the beginning to the end, Wen Aohai only appeared as a blurred, ghost-like shadow and was impossible to capture with the naked eye.

He was not only swift but also terrifyingly powerful!

Occasionally, the wind blades swept out and plowed deep furrows on the ground, causing rocks to slide down and collapse.

Lin Xun felt like he was trapped in a violent storm. Everywhere were wind blades that were fierce and sharp enough to scare ghosts and demons out of their wits.

He constantly dodged them while trying to lock on Wen Aohai.

However, Wen Aohai’s speed was too astonishing, and his figure only appeared in a vague form.

Vaguely, he seemed to be everywhere, but upon closer look, they were all blurred shadows he left behind.

Obedient Wind Grand Dao!

Wind was ubiquitous.

When gentle, it can stroke your face without you noticing.

When fierce, it could turn mountains and seas and set off world-destroying storms!

Undoubtedly, this was the supreme path of Wen Aohai. He sought for his body to move without a trace like an upward-whirling storm wind.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Even if Lin Xun evaded with all his strength, the wind still brushed his clothes and tore them apart.

But in the eyes of Meng Yinghua and others, they saw nothing but a sky full of wind blades and Wen Aohai’s figure darting back and forth.

Lin Xun was trapped in the sea of wind blades, unable to escape.

They gestured with excitement and cheered for Wen Aohai.

“So satisfying! This is so satisfying to watch. Senior Brother Wen’s Obedient Wind Grand Dao has such unfathomable power that it overshadows even the heaven and earth!”

“I’m just worried whether Demon God Lin will be killed too easily!”

Wen Aohai laughed in the sky. “Lin Xun, we are both supreme kings, but why are you so weak? Could it be that you haven’t actually reached the supreme king stage?”

He was vigilant of Lin Xun at first. After all, Lin Xun was already known for his heaven-defying strength at the Cyclic Derivation Stage and trumped all his peers. He reckoned that his strength would not be too bad after ascending to the supreme king stage.

He never thought that he would perform so poorly that he couldn’t even lock on his target!

Chi!

A wind blade grazed Lin Xun’s neck, very narrowly missing his vital parts.

Lin Xun escaped death by a hair’s breadth, but his expression remained so calm that there wasn’t even the slightest ripple.

From beginning to end, he did not fight back and was occasionally scratched while dodging.

He even admitted that, in terms of speed, he was inferior and Wen Aohai had a definite advantage that he should be proud of.

But that did not mean he would be suppressed!

He only dodged repeatedly to assess what was extraordinary about Wen Aohai.

Wen Aohai was treated as a research subject to verify his supreme path.

“Too weak? If that’s the case, why can’t you defeat me?” Lin Xun sneered, making no disguise of his contempt.

His words took Meng Yinghua and others aback. Indeed, although Lin Xun might have appeared to be trapped and in a distressing situation, he had not suffered any real significant damage.

This was a little unusual.

At the same time, Wen Aohai’s expression went stiff for a moment, and then he snorted, “Is that right? Then let me show you despair!”

Boom!

Before his voice faded, the sky full of wind blades rumbled and each exploded into a violent storm.

The wave of thousands of destructive storms wreaked havoc in every direction of the void as though to tear the entire world into nothingness.

This was undoubtedly a very terrifying blow; it was Wen Aohai’s trump card. A look of sheer terror washed over the faces of Meng Yinghua and the others even though they were only watching from afar.

It was as though their spirits were about to be shredded, and their eyes stung with unbearable pain.

They gasped to themselves and felt a surge of excitement. How can Demon God Lin withstand that blow? He definitely will be destroyed into smithereens, right?

Lin Xun’s black eyes suddenly lit up. Taking in a deep breath, he no longer wavered and raised his fist into the air.

As soon as the fist appeared, the world seemed to collapse like a canvas and swallowed up before merging into the fist.

The world seemed to be turned upside down.

Bang!

The fist forcibly tore apart one storm after another and even obliterated the turbulent waves of light they dispersed into, leaving not a trace behind.

“He…”

Meng Yinghua and the others, who were in a state of excitement, froze up with rapidly changing expressions. How is that possible?

Seconds ago, Demon God Lin was trapped like a turtle in an urn, unable to fight back.

But the moment he attacked, it became this terrifying?!

“This is bad!”

Wen Aohai’s heart suddenly twitched. He exploded with a blur like he was transforming into a huge rolling storm that swept everything in his path.

Boom!

He eventually dispelled Lin Xun’s punch.

But this did not bring a trace of joy to his face. On the contrary, his face contorted in bewilderment. He sensed something wrong.

It was as though Lin Xun had only just begun to take him seriously.

“Die!” Wen Aohai roared as dao light raged around him like a hurricane moving through the mountains and rivers. It was impossible to see his figure.

On the other hand, Lin Xun no longer held back and countered with all his strength!

Roar!

The Hornless Ice Dragon soared high into the air with a deafening roar and then circled Lin Xun as though he was a divine dragon tamer. Dao light blazed brilliantly around him like the great sun illuminating the earth alone.

Heaven-shaking fist power erupted. Every punch was indestructible and unstoppable, swallowing and annihilating everything in sight.

The series of storms was completely drowned in the power of the fist.

Bang!

Caught off guard, Wen Aohai was slapped by a wave of fist power.

He was in such excruciating pain that he wondered if he had been struck by the hand of a god.

“You...” He grunted with an ashen face.

But before he could say anything, he had to dodge the barrage of punches with all his strength.

Even so, he still felt he was not strong enough and completely overpowered. Everywhere was fierce, domineering and indestructible fist power.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Within seconds, he had been bombarded by countless punches. His skin split open, his muscles ruptured and his bones cracked in many places. It was so unbearable that he frequently coughed up blood.

“Impossible!”

Meng Yinghua and others were ashen-faced with shock.

In their eyes, Wen Aohai was like a strand of straw caught in a giant abyss, about to be drowned in the tsunami of fist power coming from all directions!

Everything was unbelievable.

Minutes ago, Lin Xun was trapped and unable to fight back. How did everything change in the blink of an eye?

Meng Yinghua and others stood dazed, their hands and feet ice-cold.

Does this mean that Lin Xun did not use his real power earlier?

“Impossible! We are both supreme kings, but why are you so strong in combat?” Wen Aohai howled out in disbelief. His disheveled hair and bruised and battered face and body made him look even more miserable.

But he was more frightened by the fact that he felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness in front of Lin Xun despite them both being at the supreme king stage.

It was as though Lin Xun was a lofty mountain while he was a tiny ant trying to shake it!

He couldn’t accept this.

He thought that by setting foot into the supreme king stage, even if he was not superior to his peers, at least, he would not be afraid of any opponent.

Who would have thought that Demon God Lin was crushing him with a turn of his hand?!

Shua!

Without even giving Wen Aohai a chance to breathe, Lin Xun followed up with another lightning-fast punch. With a boom, Wen Aohai flew backwards across the air.

Like a meteorite, he smashed a crater into the ground with a cloud of rising smoke and dust.

“Are you worthy of being called supreme?” Lin Xun questioned indifferently, standing tall in the sky.