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Liu Ming, after all, ranked seventh in strength among the inner sect, was surprised when Lin Qian spoke, but he immediately identified the source of the voice and attacked without hesitation.
The disciples watching below the stage were initially shocked by Lin Qian's speed, as he moved like crimson thunder across the sparring platform, instantly closing in on Liu Ming.
Now, they were also astonished by Liu Ming's rapid response, throwing such an overpowering punch in an instant.
The Gold Attribute Soul Power naturally endowed attacks with high penetrative power, and with Liu Ming's fist-blade Martial Soul's awakening feature, it enhanced his physical body.
The number-one body in the inner sect, Liu Ming's Iron Fist, which excelled in close combat, headed straight for Lin Qian.
The iron fist enveloped in golden Soul Power, with its exceedingly sharp blades, sliced through the airflow stirred by the swinging punch.
Ordinary inner sect disciples had to dodge Liu Ming's punch; it could not be forcibly taken.
But Lin Qian was different!
"Ha!" Lin Qian shouted explosively, facing the coming iron fist without evading or dodging him. His fist was like a Thunder Dragon, directly blasting forward.
Liu Ming and Lin Qian's fists collided in mid-air.
The fist blade enveloped in golden Soul Power pierced into the crimson Thunder Soul Power, clashing against the fleshy fist face.
Crack!
The collision of the fist face and the fist blade resounded with a shattering noise, as Lin Qian's fist smashed the sharp blade on Liu Ming's iron fist into pieces.
Boom!
When their fists met, a dull sound echoed, and the immense power contained within Lin Qian's body, accompanied by Soul Power, was transmitted towards Liu Ming.
On the metal gauntlet armed as an Elemental Weapon, ripples undulated like water, gradually moving towards Liu Ming's arm with Lin Qian's advancing force.
The sleeve of Liu Ming's right arm tore and flew up like snowflakes; exposed to the air, the muscles on his right arm rolled back like waveboards.
Then Liu Ming felt a mighty force transferring from his arm throughout his entire body, causing him to lift off the ground and fly backward.
In mid-air, Liu Ming forcibly twisted his body. After spinning several times, his feet touched the ground, stumbling backward a few steps before finally halting the retreating force.
At this moment, Liu Ming's entire right arm was continuously trembling, with blood seeping from the broken openings.
"If I were you, I'd immediately concede and go to the Alchemy Hall for treatment," Lin Qian stood on Liu Ming's previous spot, his whole body bathed in crimson thunder, a grin at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming grabbed his dangling right arm with his left hand, then suddenly jerked it upward, producing a snapping sound as he reset his dislocated right arm.
With a muffled groan, cold sweat dripped from Liu Ming's forehead.
"Wrecked!" Liu Ming was acutely aware of his current state.
Just now, Lin Qian's punch not only shattered half of his Elemental Weapon, but also inflicted muscle and tendon damage on his right arm, breaking the bone into four sections, and dislocating it at the shoulder.
Even his internal organs were shaken and injured by that punch's force transmitted throughout his body.
Liu Ming looked at Lin Qian in front of him, speechless.
The opponent had no Elemental Weapon Armament, yet directly collided with his armed punch, rendering his right arm useless and instantly halving his combat power!
"Young Emperor Lin Qian, I, Liu Ming, truly submit, hahaha!" Liu Ming suddenly burst out laughing, cradling his right arm as he walked towards Lin Qian.
Lin Qian merely smiled, standing still, as Liu Ming passed him by, heading off the platform.
"Elder Supervisor, Liu Ming concedes!" Standing at the edge of the barrier, Liu Ming took a deep breath before shouting abruptly.
The Elder Supervisor overhead nodded stiffly, tapping the barrier with a jade tablet in hand.
Then, at Liu Ming's front, an exit appeared, allowing him to leave the thirty-sixth sparring platform at will.
Once off the platform, Liu Ming immediately quickened his pace to the Alchemy Hall for healing.
As Lin Qian mentioned, if not treated promptly, his right arm would at best have lasting aftereffects, and at worst be ruined!
No one laughed at Liu Ming for conceding under the thirty-sixth sparring platform.
Lei Qian lost to Lin Qian, and some claimed the former did not possess the inner sect's tenth strength, having only received that reputation due to his grandfather, Emperor Lei Lei Heng.
People believed that it could be possible, given Lei Qian's background.
But now, with Liu Ming's loss, was his strength also fake?
No!
Liu Ming was merely a disciple from a small city under the jurisdiction of the Wanxiang Sect. His current strength and reputation were completely earned by his own hard fists.
The disciples watching below looked at Lin Qian with changed expressions.
Especially these Nirvana Realm disciples within the inner sect, who had been utterly conquered by Lin Qian's strength.
Shape Origin Realm Ninth Level, completing nine rounds of Nirvana before eighteen, defeating inner sect's seventh-ranked Liu Ming with a single punch, making him concede!
Lin Qian's name no longer carried the mockery they once thought it did.
"His master, the War Emperor, is originally a legend of the Coastal State, and now I understand, a great teacher produces outstanding students. Lin Qian is in no way inferior to the War Emperor."
"Indeed, he has surpassed his teacher; the War Emperor, during his Shape Origin Realm, was not as fierce as Lin Qian."
"Now, Lin Qian's title of Young Emperor is well-deserved!"
"And moreover, these heavily armored individuals of unknown origin are truly Ninth Level Nirvana Realm."
On the sparring platform, the soldiers wielding knives and swords completely overwhelmed the following inner sect disciples of Liu Ming and Lei Kuo.
In numbers, the Huaxia Empire's soldiers triumphed.
In equipment, the Huaxia Empire's soldiers triumphed.
In strength, the Huaxia Empire's soldiers still triumphed.
What could these inner sect disciples use to fight against this group of heavily armored soldiers?
In a flash, the inner sect disciples on the platform were getting pummeled, shouting in distress. Recalling Lin Qian's initial words, they quickly covered their heads and flattened themselves, then stood up clasping their heads tightly, running off the platform in escape.
In an instant, except for Lei Kuo, no other inner sect disciples remained on the entire thirty-sixth sparring platform.
Bang!
The Elemental Weapon in Lei Kuo's hand was shattered into an Elemental Artifact Heart and Elemental Components, scattering as metallic balls across the platform.
Lei Kuo himself was also kicked in the chest by Lei Qian, knocking him to the ground.
Lei Kuo, kicked to the ground, appeared utterly disheveled, body covered in tatters and sword wounds, with fresh blood streaming.
In contrast, Lei Qian on the platform was immaculate, maintaining a composed posture.
"Lei Kuo, you probably never anticipated this, did you?" Lei Qian coldly laughed, pointing his Thunderbolt Sword at the fallen Lei Kuo.
"Is that so? Really unexpected, my cousin has now become something else," Lei Kuo sneered, his teeth stained scarlet with blood. "So what if I lost a match, would you dare kill me?"
"Don't forget, my grandfather is your grandfather's brother, and he is one of the eight elders in the Wanxiang Sect, the Punishment Elder in the Discipline Hall."
"Talking about killing me, dare you? Violating sect rules means death for you too."
Lei Kuo climbed up from the ground, spat a mouthful of bloody foam, and provocatively stared at Lin Qian, who was approaching. "Your master is about to die! Do you think he can still back you up?"
"..." Lin Qian blinked, turned, took a long sword from a soldier behind him, then faced Lei Kuo again. "Do you dare to say that again?"
Lei Kuo tore open the ragged clothes on his chest, fiercely poking at his heart. "Come on, if you have the guts, stab here! Come on, stab me, stab me!"
Puff!
The sound of a sword entering flesh arose, Lei Kuo's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Lin Qian, then lowered his gaze to the long sword piercing through his heart.
"Ha, so much nonsense!" Lin Qian sneered, turning to walk in the direction off the sparring platform.
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