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The news of the duel on the Deathmatch Battlestage quickly spread to the audience below the other stages. The crowd that was originally watching the entrance exam, suddenly burst into an uproar!

"There's someone on the other side who's about to engage in a battle to the death. Everyone, quickly go watch!"

"I heard that it's the Fang family's Faang Xia who wants to duel with the new disciples. That Faang Xia is extremely powerful, and with a swing of their sword, the Fang family's Hengkong Sword Art can cut through the void and instantly kill him."

"However, that new disciple doesn't seem to be weak either. It seems to be that guy who has passed the three trials of the heart."

"No matter how strong he is, he's still stronger than a fourth stage Martial Master!?" However, it has been quite a few years since I have witnessed a battle on the Deathmatch Battlestage. Killing, hot-bloodedness, these are all too exciting! "

One disciple after another revealed excitement in their eyes. While exchanging information, they also rushed over, following behind Lin Yue and the Fang family members, towards the back of the mountain.

The Deathmatch Battlestage was located on a mountain slope behind the Netherworld Sect. Although it was called a mountain slope, it was still a cliff.

Because the slope of the mountain was extremely high, it was almost vertical. There were no stairs, and every few feet, there were some rugged rocks that could be stepped on. It was very dangerous.

From afar, it looked as if it was suspended in mid air, and the Netherworld Sect of heaven and earth was extremely dense. At this time, there were faint clouds curling in the air, making it look extremely illusory.

Everyone came to the bottom of the cliff. Faang Xia stared at Lin Yue fiercely with his bloodshot eyes, then bent his waist and bent his legs, and rushed forward with big strides, like an arrow, he shot out.

He took a step on a boulder, his body soaring up seventy to eighty feet before landing on another rock. Using his agile and agile movements, he dashed several times to reach the top of the Deathmatch Battlestage.

"Alright!"

"What a powerful movement technique!"

"As expected of the old disciple!"

All of the disciples that followed along shouted in unison, their eyes were filled with admiration and envy.

Even though it was just a few short sprints, every rush was a hundred and eighty feet. This kind of Genuine Essence was extremely expensive and incomparably huge. If it wasn't for the strong old disciples of the Genuine Essence, ordinary people wouldn't be able to do it.

Just then, Lin Yue moved his body and started to head towards the deathmatch platform.

"Look, Lin Yue has moved too, will he also fly up!?" Everyone retracted their gaze from the cliff and turned to Lin Yue.

Lin Yue did not sprint, but instead, walked to the bottom of the cliff and then stepped on the rocks as he climbed up.

"Hm?"

There was a burst of booing from below, and all of their eyes were filled with contempt.

"Lin Yue, are you a gecko?"

It was unknown who said this, but the crowd immediately burst into laughter.

Lin Yue turned a deaf ear to them and continued to climb. He only climbed about forty meters and every ten meters or so.

"It's over, it's over. This gecko is not smart enough, we can't find the way up!"

"Lin Yue, do you need me to climb up first, and then drop a rope to pull you up?"

They were originally here to make fun of Lin Yue, especially the mixed old disciples. Some of them had a good relationship with the Faang Xia, and even tried to use their tempo to defeat Lin Yue's mental fortitude, increasing the chances and the advantages of the Faang Xia.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, the crisp sound of something shattering could be heard from the cliff.

Below, the crowd that had been mocking him suddenly froze. That mocking and disdainful expression froze on his face, and gradually, each and every one of them started to reveal an expression of shock.

On the cliff, a hand was inserted into the wall.

The hard rock cracked in an instant and small pieces of rock fell off.

"Crack!"

With another boom, both of Lin Yue's hands moved left and right, continuously creating cracks in the rock wall, and then, slowly but resolutely, he climbed up.

"Hua!"

The shocked crowd suddenly encountered a high temperature as if they had frozen a piece of ice. A burst of violent cries of alarm broke out.

"Oh my god, Lin Yue actually broke the wall with his bare hands! "How much strength does it take? Is that hand made of steel?"

"Even if it's steel, it would have broken after a few collisions. Only the Spirit Weapon treasure sword can do such a thing."

"Oh my god, it's not a gecko, it's a divine dragon!"

Everyone was shocked, although this method of stepping onto the stage was not as elegant and elegant as Faang Xia, but the shock wave was definitely stronger than's.

The Faang Xia on the stage also frowned, feeling astonished. He felt that he could also climb like this for a few hundred meters, but if he wanted to reach even a hundred meters, that was not certain.

Under everyone's gazes, Lin Yue quickly climbed to the last piece of rock. He suddenly slammed his palm on the surface of the rock, borrowing the force to send his body into the air. After a few twists in the air, he leapt onto the deathmatch stage.

"It's about to begin!"

After the surprise, the crowd quickly became excited again. As long as the two of them stood on the Deathmatch Battlestage, they could start the duel.

"Da lang!"

Faang Xia pulled out a light green sword, on the sword blade there was a thin gold line, the green qi was majestic, and the yellow qi was killing.

This Spirit Sword, was actually a first stage Spirit Sword!

Pan'gu Continent Cultivators cultivate the spirit and can control Spirit Weapon s. These Spirit Weapon s' material, intelligence, and species are all different.

From the lowest level of Spirit Weapon to the highest level of divine tools, there was a difference of one to nine levels.

A first rank Spirit Weapon, magic treasure had a golden line on it, second rank Spirit Weapon had two, and so on, there were a total of nine ninth rank Spirit Weapon.

Once a Spirit Weapon was ranked, it could create a certain reaction with its master. It could even increase a cultivator's Genuine Essence's sword qi.

The Faang Xia was actually wearing a first stage Spirit Sword!

"Cripple my brother!" "Give me your life!"

Faang Xia bellowed, he did not even give Lin Yue a chance to catch his breath, with a move of his, the Sword Qi surged, straight towards Lin Yue.

"Ghost Step!"

Lin Yue was already on guard, upon seeing Faang Xia raise his sword, he immediately used Ghost Step, barely dodging the attack.

However, the Faang Xia's Hengkong Sword Art was not much slower than Lin Yue's Ghost Step. One sword cleaved the air, and the second sword strike followed up.

The Spirit Sword's sword beam emitted a mix of light yellow and green sword light, surging forward straight towards Lin Yue's chest, as long as it touched him, his stomach would immediately be sliced open.

"Eye of Asura!"

Lin Yue's eyes quickly turned pitch black as he locked onto Faang Xia. A wave of devilish fiendish energy suddenly emerged, suppressing Faang Xia and causing him to be unable to help from being slightly slower.

Faang Xia's protective Genuine Essence released a large amount of cyan light, instantly blocking the huge force that appeared from nowhere. Once again, the sword qi moved, and it was not even a foot away from Lin Yue.

Lin Yue gritted his teeth fiercely, he was unable to completely dodge this sword strike, so he could only steeled his heart, pull out his black dagger and fiercely stab his opponent's chest.

"Puff."

"Puff!"

The two swords struck simultaneously, causing blood to flow out from his chest.

However, the Faang Xia's Sword Qi was much sharper than Lin Yue's, and the injuries that came out were also much more severe.

Taking advantage of the receding state of the Faang Xia's Sword Manual, Lin Yue once again activated the Ghost Step and escaped from the attacking range of the Spirit Sword.

"BOOM!"

The green light surrounding Faang Xia expanded, the invisible pressure enveloping his body started to dissipate, Faang Xia's face became gloomy, and he turned to stab again.

Lin Yue still used the Eye of Asura to slow his speed down a little, and recovered from his injuries!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than ten blows.

"Hu!"

Lin Yue escaped again, but this time, the Faang Xia chose to stop.

With every sword strike, the consumption of Genuine Essence was simply too great. Even though he was a strong Genuine Essence, he had begun to feel tired.

Faang Xia's face was extremely dark, he lowered his head to look at his dyed red gown, and frowned: "This brat actually wants to recover from my injuries, hmph, his injuries are even worse than mine, if this continues, he'll die for sure!"

Lin Yue was highly focused, he stared at Faang Xia, and did not dare to be careless.

His clothes were riddled with holes. Blood and sweat covered his body as his clothes stuck to his skin.

"Martial Soul, repair it for me!"

Lin Yue's eyes flashed, causing the Martial Soul to bounce violently: "Even if my injuries are worse than Faang Xia's, with my recovery abilities, I can quickly reverse the situation! "Just you wait, I will make you despair!"