The Prodigies War-Novel

Lin Xun’s fifth opponent was An Huatian.

He had long gray hair, and within his eyes were two kinds of a strange thunder and lightning luster. They were silvery white and pitch black, and they surged deep in his eyes, which made them extremely frightening.

He cfrom the Dragon Falcon Clan, which was an extremely ancient clan whose ancestors once gave birth to true Saint-Kings.

As soon as this battle started, it becextremely fierce. There was a roaring sound in the heavens and earth, and divine light swept across the arena.

Half of An Huatian's body was covered with silver thunder and lightning while the other half was covered with black thunder and lightning. This revealed the charm of yin and yang that was integrated into one body.

As for the thunder and lightning, they were killing arts. After combining them with the power of yin and yang, they exuded a destructive aura, surprising Lin Xun.

Although the opponent's strength was not strong enough for him to be afraid, such strange and terrifying innate powers were eye-opening.

Every clan that could survive to this day after endless years must have their own foundation and things to rely on.

Regardless, Lin Xun showed no mercy.

Within moments, An Huatian was pressed into a dangerous corner.

An Huatian obviously sensed something was wrong and used his trump card to fight.

He howled loudly, chanting obscure secret spells from his lips, “The black lightning cleanses evil spirits, and the mysterious thunder can destroy all spirits!”

A jet of black lightning merged into a gush of dazzling silver thunder. It took on a murky gray color that resembled the beginning of chaos.

At the stime, a terrifying aura of destruction swept across, surging and vast, thundering across the nine heavens and ten earths!

This secret technique was so amazing that even Lin Xun was surprised, but it still posed little threat to him.

As the heavens and earth quaked, a giant abyss appeared within Lin Xun’s palm. In an instant, it swallowed up the strange yin and yang thunder and lightning, making it disappear!

At the stime, this palm was pressed hard against An Huatian's body. To his horror, he could see his whole body getting sucked away, as if it was falling into a whirlpool. In the end, every inch of his body was wiped out, splattering drops of his blood to the ground.

This kind of death made many people’s skulls turn numb.

In the end, not even An Huatian's soul was spared as it was completely wiped out!

An Huatian had fallen.

At this point, Lin Xun had won five consecutive victories!

This series of surprises made the experts from the Ziyao Camp not only feel excited and joyful, but also a touch of shock and confusion.

Only now did they all realize that Lin Xun was stronger and more terrifying than they had imagined!

Thinking back to the early days when Lin Xun was regarded as a parasite by many people in the camp, they all had an indescribably strange feeling in their hearts.

At this time, if those waiting in the camp knew about Lin Xun's record, they would be shocked.

Whereas on the side of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, everyone's expressions were extremely pale and grim.

Even Saint Niu Zhenyu had a cold expression, as if he was trying to suppress the violent emotions and murderous intentions in his heart.

Lin Xun indifferently said, “Next!”

"Are you still going to fight?"

The person who had asked the question was Kong Xiu. He seemed incredibly angry and was clearly unable to accept what was happening.

"The winner can choose to keep on fighting, so I will keep on fighting unless one of you can defeat me, but that is destined to be impossible."

When Lin Xun said this, he seemed to realize something. He suddenly looked at Kong Xiu and asked, "Why, are you scared?"

Kong Xiu's cheeks turned red and he said angrily, "How could I be afraid of you?"

"Is it your turn to fight next?" Lin Xun looked calm.

That one question made Kong Xiu’s expression stiffen.

"Since it's your turn and you're not afraid of me, why waste time?" Lin Xun's lips curved into a sardonic smile.

Everyone in the imperial camp burst into laughter.

Before, Kong Xiu had been the most arrogant, domineering, and rude out of all of them. He had his nostrils turned to the sky, and he regarded them, the experts of the Ziyao Empire, as mere prey.

But now, he was reluctant to enter the arena!

The reason was simple. He must have been shocked by Lin Xun's bloody methods.

"Kong Xiu! It's nothing more than death. Why do you need to hem and haw and be laughed at by these people?" Niu Tuntian hollered angrily.

"This is a contest, and it's your turn."

Niu Zhenyu’s voice was ice cold. If Kong Xiu was afraid of fighting and refused to move forward, then if word of this got out, how could their Alliance of Ten Thousand Races gain and maintain a foothold in Blood Kill Battlefield?

"I will definitely kill you!"

Kong Xiu's expression changed, and he finally gritted his teeth and stepped onto the battlefield, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

Clearly, he was being pushed into this. Even a rabbit will bite when it's been cornered, and a dog will jump over a wall if there was no choice. Thus, what would Kong Xiu do?

Within an instant, he took out a treasure, which was a golden halberd. He roared ferociously and rushed towards Lin Xun like a madman.

But Lin Xun's movements were faster than his. He flashed and disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of Kong Xiu.

“Kneel down!”

With a loud shout, Lin Xun grabbed the opponent's golden halberd with his hand, and then slapped it out with his palm, pressing down like a curtain covering the sky.

Kong Xiu didn't even have tto react before his shoulders suddenly collapsed, his muscles and bones shattered, and his body slapped to the ground.

One strike!

Within moments, Kong Xiu, an eighth longevity king, was suppressed, and he knelt down on the arena in an extremely humiliating manner.

It all happened too quickly.

Many people didn't have tto react before the battle ended.

For a second, there was a strange silence in the venue, and everyone present had a lifeless look on their faces.

Earlier Kong Xiu had clamored the loudest out of all of them.

But now, he had been defeated the fastest!

In terms of real combat power, Kong Xiu was only slightly inferior to Meng Lianqing, and was stronger than An Huatian, Bi Yunsheng and the others who died in Lin Xun's hands.

Yet, he had happened to be the one who lost the fastest. This was unexpected and made people’s hearts tremble. Now, they couldn't help but realize that there was a problem.

Didn’t this defeat showcase that Lin Xun hadn’t used all of his strength in the previous fights?

Otherwise, how could an outclike this occur?

"Stand up!" Niu Zhenyu's furious bellow sounded in the distance. This was so embarrassing. Kong Xiu had been knocked to his knees with just one blow. It was so humiliating for them that he didn’t even want to watch anymore.

Niu Tuntian was also infuriated and howled, “Kong Xiu, you can die, but you can't die in such a shameful way!"

However, no matter how they roared, Kong Xiu, who was kneeling on the ground, did not react at all, like a sculpture.

Lin Xun casually said, “He’s already dead. There’s no point in shouting.”

That one sentence was earth shattering!

When everyone looked closely, they discovered that Kong Xiu's breath had been cut off and there was no vitality to be sensed.

“This…”

Everyone becdazed.

It turned out that the previous blow not only sent Kong Xiu to his knees, but also killed him and made him die in a kneeling posture!

This kind of death was undoubtedly extremely humiliating.

Niu Zhenyu could no longer suppress his inner anger and roared, "This brat really deserves to die!"

His loud shout resembled a heavenly drum being beaten, and the sound waves targeted Lin Xun’s spirit in an effort to make it explode. The aura of a Saint was terrifying.

At the crucial point, Zhao Xingye waved her sleeves and wiped out the sound wave ripples that were emerging in the void, dissolving this terrible attack.

"Niu Zhenyu, do you want to break the rules?" Zhao Xingye said coldly.

“Hmph!” Niu Zhenyu took a deep breath and said with a cold expression, "Don't you see that I'm just venting my anger?"

Zhao Xingye said murderously, "Just try doing something like this again!"

Niu Zhenyu said expressionlessly, "Don't worry, no one will break the rules of the contest; we...can afford to lose!"

In the arena, Lin Xun's primordial spirit was actually stable and had not been affected. However, that experience made him wary and further verified his previous speculation.

Once these Saints were infuriated, they would definitely do whatever they wanted!

Fortunately, he had been cautious from the beginning and did not reveal too much eye-catching combat power. Otherwise, Niu Zhenyu, a Saint, might have caused sreal trouble!

Kong Xiu had died. This was already the sixth opponent to die in Lin Xun's hands. On the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races side, only Niu Tuntian and two other people were left.

Basically, it could be said that the situation has completely tilted towards the imperial camp, and they now occupied a clear overwhelming advantage!

But no one’s mind was on this now.

Instead, everyone in the Ziyao Camp was speculating whether Lin Xun could continue with his massacre, kill all enemies on the battlefield, and create an unprecedented record!

“Next.”

That singular phrase cout of Lin Xun's mouth again, making the atmosphere becgloomy and solemn.

The seventh person to step onto the battlefield to face off against Lin Xun was a cultivator who was inferior to even Bi Yunsheng. Perhaps, he could be considered top-notch and dazzling among his peers.

But in Lin Xun’s eyes, there was nothing worth noticing.

Even the experts on the imperial side felt that this guy was basically being sent to his execution.

Sure enough, in just a few blinks, this descendant from the Blood Lion Clan was killed. He screamed in pain before he died, "Why are we not allowed to admit defeat? Why?"

That last shout made Niu Zhenyu’s expression turn dark and gloomy.

An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth. It was tfor them to taste this feeling of despair and frustration!

The eighth person to appear was an expert from the Dragon Whale Clan named Lan Xiuhai. He looked inconspicuous, but his combat power was unexpectedly strong and powerful.

This surprised everyone in the empire’s side because they clearly recalled that Lan Xiuhai was not among the top ten in the Ten Thousand Races Combat Power Ranking.

But the strength he showed in the battle was even more impressive than Meng Lianqing's!

Undoubtedly, he was a ruthless character who had been hidden by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and was a killer-like existence. If Lin Xun were not here this time, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

At least in the imperial camp, perhaps only Li Duxing could compete with Lan Xiuhai.

Fortunately, Lin Xun was present!

This battle was extremely brutal from the very beginning. Lan Xiuhai's fighting style was completely suicidal. He was desperate and not afraid of dying, just like a crazy man.

His ruthless and decisive attitude made many imperial experts feel a chill go through their hearts.

But in the end, Lan Xiuhai was defeated. Even though he had hidden his prowess before, he was destined to die when facing Lin Xun, who had always suppressed and restrained his strength.ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

With a terrifying boom, Lan Xiuhai's head was smashed open, and his headless body was thrown high, before falling to the ground with a thud.

Those in the Ziyao Camp all secretly breathed a sigh of relief and soon becexcited.

This was already Lin Xun’s eighth consecutive victory!

Other than Xuan Luozi who had been killed by Song Wuque, and Niu Tuntian, who had chosen to withdraw from the battlefield, the other eight kings had all been killed by Lin Xun alone!

At this moment, Zhao Xingye finally revealed a smile and felt relieved. On the other hand, Niu Zhenyu's expression was as gloomy as turbid water, and he was furious!