The Prodigies War

Chapter 1489 Do You Lot Dare to Fight Me?

Chapter 1489 Do You Lot Dare to Fight Me?

Back in the Blood Demon Ancient Domain, Lang Qianheng had sparred with a True Saint after reaching the peak of the ninth longevity stage.

At that time, the only thing he had felt was...despair!

The gap was too big. He had been like a small ant trying to shake a tree, or a firefly trying to compete with the moon.

Lang Qianheng had never imagined that he would meet an opponent in the Ancient Wasteland Domain, who was in the same cultivation stage as him, that was capable of making him feel this way.

His Body of Dark Demon, his Sky Demon Twin Blades, and everything he took pride in and relied on just seemed so useless at this moment.

The most terrifying thing was that when he was facing this finger of Lin Xun, Lang Qianheng felt very clearly that even fleeing was futile!

A thunderous noise approached as the finger force came crashing down, not giving him any time to think about it.

Gritting his teeth, Lang Qianheng then emitted a beast-like roar. His long, scarlet hair flew as he struck forth with all of his might. No matter the cost, he had to block this third attack as it would decide the final result of this fight!

However, he had still underestimated how powerful it was. In just a blink of an eye, his strike, as well as the defensive energy covering him were crushed inch by inch by the boundless force, producing a series of jarring pops.

The next moment, the glossy black scales that covered his skin began to see dents, then cracked, and exploded, which mangled his flesh and ripped his tendons.

Watching from afar, he was like a tiny ant being crushed under a finger that was as vast as history.

The horrendous pressure was beyond what Lang Qianheng’s muscles and bones could endure. On the verge of crumbling, he bled from all seven orifices.

The area was dead quiet.

All eyes were filled with fear.

At first, they just couldn’t believe that Lin Xun had not used his true power in the first two moves.

But the finger they were currently witnessing made them believe.

This strike was simply on another level of dominance. It had the power to crush everything and struck fear into the hearts of quite a number of Saints.

Mu Zhaixing, Zhu Yingxue, and their companions were subconsciously holding their breath. They clenched their fists tightly, and their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn.

They realized that they had always underestimated Lin Xun up until this moment. He wasn’t just a supreme character, but instead a complete freak!

Crack!

The bones in Lang Qianheng’s arms broke. He let out a grunt.

Pop!

The bones in his shoulders, chest, legs, and other places began to crack under the force of the finger.

Blood flowed out like a spring from various parts of his skin, and it fell down through the void in a heart-breaking scarlet color.

His injuries were obviously beyond heavy, but he still persisted, growling from his lips, “I don’t believe this ! Break for meee!!!”

However, his struggle was futile.

The mighty finger qi was like an uncompromisable rock in the river of time as it steadily pressed down.

“No!” Mu Zhaixing’s expression abruptly changed when he realized that Lang Qianheng would surely die if this continued. He quickly shouted, “Please have mercy! You’ve won this fight!”

Lin Xun acted as if he hadn’t heard anything and fixed his gaze on the opponent.

As long as Lang Qianheng didn’t open his mouth, what Mu Zhaixing said didn’t count!

“Pfff!” Lang Qianheng spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face as white as a sheet. Everyone could see that he was unable to hold on.

“Master, please admit defeat!” yelled Bi Hen anxiously.

All eyes gathered on Lang Qianheng. Everyone could see how unwilling and angry he was.

However, they also knew that under the absolute suppression of Lin Xun’s finger, his unwillingness and anger were not worth mentioning!

Lang Qianheng arched in the air with his spine bent as his knees’ tendons snapped. He was as red as a lobster, and his knees were close to giving out under the pressure.

In this moment, he finally panicked as the aura of death loomed. He had no doubt that the moment he was forced to kneel would also be the moment he died.

“Admit defeat!” Mu Zhaixing’s face was livid.

Zhu Yingxue and the other foreigners also looked unsightly as they felt an indescribable shame.

“AHHH!” hissed Lang Qianheng, his eyes popping out. But eventually, he opened and said in a hoarse voice that sounded like it was being squeezed out of his chest, “I...admit defeat!”

Every word exuded endless unwillingness.

Lin Xun’s eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment. He was planning to sabotage Lang Qianheng’s cultivation and completely break his spirit.

But now, he could only stop.

Whoosh~

The boundless finger qi dissipated into the air after Lin Xun withdrew it.

The sudden absence of pressure caused Lang Qianheng to stumble. He plopped down on his buttocks in a sorry state.

At the thought that his defeated posture was being seen by so many people, Lang Qianheng was so indignant and embarrassed that he wanted to drop dead.

Nothing but silence filled the area.

Lin Xun won!

He really suppressed Lang Qianheng in just three moves.

Many could even see that Lang Qianheng would have been dead under the third move if he weren’t a so-called envoy!

It was probably because Lin Xun’s victory was so striking and shocking that the area remained silently still for quite some time.

“Can’t even block three moves from me, yet you dared to challenge all the supreme characters of the Ancient Wasteland Domain?” said Lin Xun casually.

From the very start of the duel, not a single hair on his body was harmed, and he had not once moved from his spot. He was just like the great sun in the sky, unchanging for all eternity.

As his calm voice resounded in the air, the quiet atmosphere instantly boiled over in endless emotional and exuberant voices.

“Bravo, Demon God Lin!”

“No matter who you think you are, you don’t even have half the might of Young Master Lin!”

Some time ago, Lang Qianheng had pushed his way across the Ancient Wasteland Domain without a single defeat, which had caused many people to hang their heads in shame.

But he had been defeated today, being suppressed in three moves, and had to admit defeat with his own mouth!

Who wouldn’t rejoice at this?

Not only the normal cultivators, but also the old monsters of the Ancient Wasteland Domain were all laughing in satisfaction.

Those like Imperial Son Shaohao and Fairy Ruowu were exchanging glances with complicated expressions, wondering how high their chance of victory was if they were to duel Lin Xun.

Meanwhile, an excited Wei Lingke was waving her arms and shouting cheers.

Standing in the air, Lin Xun shifted his gaze from Lang Qianheng and to Mu Zhaixing’s group.

“As I said, you all have a chance to challenge me, and I will suppress all who’ll come at me. Now, do you lot dare to fight me?”

His question instantly snuffed out the clamor in the area. Many jaws were agape at the fact that Lin Xun wanted to continue fighting.

On top of that, he was challenging all the foreigners!

The scene was quiet again as everyone was shocked speechless.

To Mu Zhaixing, Zhu Yingxue, and their companions, Lin Xun’s words were like a fire that ignited their rage. Their faces all darkened at once.

Does this guy really think that he can look down on us all just because he defeated Lang Qianheng?

Arrogant!

“I’ll go.” Zhu Yingxue’s eyes gleamed murderously. She felt as if she had been greatly insulted.

“No, let me,” said a man in a low voice. He was thirty feet tall and shrouded in a raging water aura.

Every envoy was seething with uncontrollable killing intent.

Even though they knew that Lin Xun’s strength was unfathomable, they just couldn’t swallow this humiliation.

Mu Zhaixing’s expression flickered. He suddenly raised his hand and stopped everyone from speaking, then turned to Lin Xun. “Are you sure you want to challenge all of us?”

Lin Xun’s dark eyes were chilling as he replied, “I’m sure. If you want to fight me one-on-on, then you’ll be the next Lang Qianheng. May as well come at me together and see whether I, Lin Xun, can handle it.”

The silence in the atmosphere heightened.

Even the old monsters of the Ancient Wasteland Domain were stunned by the dominance that Lin Xun was displaying. They were impressed and couldn’t help but lament how the new generation had now exceeded the old.

Those like Imperial Son Shaohao and Fairy Ruowu weren’t calm either.

It wasn’t like Lin Xun hadn’t done anything less shocking back in the Supreme Realm. As far as the entire world was concerned, he was the definition of utter fearlessness and recklessness.

However, his opponents this time were different. They were a group of supreme characters from the outer domains. Could he alone really block them all?

Even those who had absolute confidence in Lin Xun like Xiao Qinghe and Xiao Cangtian were a little uncertain at this moment.

Mu Zhaixing was so angry that he scoffed, “This is what you asked for, Lin Xun!”

If Mu Zhaixing had to be honest, he would admit that he would refuse any more one-on-one fights with Lin Xun, for the tragic defeat of Lang Qianheng was still fresh in his mind.

But if they could attack together, then it was a different story.

At least, Mu Zhaixing thought that Lin Xun would definitely suffer an ugly death.

Zhu Yingxue and the others grimaced. With their ego and sense of superiority, coming at Lin Xun all together was akin to admitting that any one of them was weaker than him so they could only win with numbers.

This made them extremely frustrated, but they were also aware it was the wisest course of action.

“How do you feel? Pleasantly surprised, I hope. But to me, this is only normal, otherwise it would be too boring if I defeated you one by one,” said Lin Xun leisurely with unrivaled loftiness.

“You’ll regret it!”

A metallic noise resounded as one of the three swords on Mu Zhaixing’s back swept out and flashed with a dazzling silver light.

The auras of Zhu Yingxue and the others also sky-rocketted.

They were all enraged!

The atmosphere once again tensed up as weapons were drawn.

Everyone’s face changed color, and they immediately paid close attention. Not even a murmur could be heard because the situation Lin Xun was faced with was too menacing.

Lang Qianheng was just one person.

Meanwhile, Lin Xun was now facing seven supreme characters who weren’t at all inferior to Lang Qianheng, and instead might even be more powerful.

Mu Zhaixing was from the Great Luo Ancient Domain, which was a world of sword cultivation. Carrying three swords, he was more powerful than even Lang Qianheng.

Zhu Yingxue came from the Torch Dragon Clan of the Absolute Yin Ancient Domain and had extraordinary talents along with an astounding background.

The other foreigners were largely the same as them.

Under this circumstance, what gave Lin Xun the confidence that he could suppress them all on his own?

No one knew.

Lin Xun had disappeared from the Ancient Wasteland Domain for over two years, and no one knew what he had gone through during that time, and what level his strength had reached.

Under the attention of the world, this battle was about to erupt!