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An attack that was like a torrential storm struck towards Lin Yue.

He was like a demon from hell, staring straight at Lin Yue, roaring ferociously, wanting to tear him apart!

"Boom!"

The fist wind carried with it a majestic and powerful Genuine Essence power, as it shattered a pillar on the stage, causing the entire stage to shake, as though it was going to fall apart.

Lin Yue clenched his teeth tightly and moved forward with difficulty, doing everything he could to dodge the incoming fist wind to avoid it.

In the sky, the dark clouds were getting denser and denser. A gust of wind blew past the leaves on the treetops, blowing towards Shi Mu.

The dense, black clouds pressed down towards the ground, as if they were right above Netherworld Sect. As long as one stood on the tallest building, one might be able to touch them.

The violent, frenzied, and fierce battle set off waves of green storms in the air.

The Genuine Essence that Lin Hsing had fiercely shot out surged, directly flying more than three meters high, and could be seen from afar even from the other parts of the Netherworld Sect.

It was hidden behind a large and ancient tree, and one could vaguely see a corner of the eaves. It was ancient and heavy, giving off a feeling that it was eternally ancient.

At this moment, on the top floor of the ancient pagoda, two old men were playing chess.

When Blackie landed, Bai Zi immediately died.

"No, no, I'm not leaving here …" The old man in front of him shouted in a flurry, grabbing at the hand that was trying to take away his chess piece.

"Hey, little uncle-master, why are you repenting now? Didn't we just agree? "I will take root and will never go back on my word …" Lee Fengxue frowned slightly as he revealed a helpless expression while constantly shaking his head.

"Ah?" Did he say that? "That's what you said, I didn't say!" The old man in front of him was small and thin, with a very big head, eyes rolling around as he cunningly said.

"You're shameless to the point that it doesn't matter anymore, I'll just take it as you win." Lee Fengxue had already lost all interest in playing chess.

"Don't, if you don't want to play chess with me, I am too bored. Come, come, let's play again, this time, no one is allowed to go back on their word!"

Dense, ink-like clouds descended from the sky. The strong wind blew on top of the ancient pagoda, causing their long robes to flutter.

A mournful roar came from afar, causing Lee Fengxue to frown. The voice was filled with surging killing intent, and contained a hint of a demonic nature, as if there was a sign that a disciple would be bedeviled.

"Someone's bedeviled!?" Lee Fengxue turned his head to take a look, and saw that the voice was coming from the direction of the Netherworld Sect Vice Hall, which was the location of the outer sect. He pondered for a moment, then said softly: "Today is the entrance exam, there should be a competition going on over there, why is there such a bad omen?"

"Don't worry about it, those elders will deal with it."

"That's true," Lee Fengxue nodded, and then placed his hands on the Go board.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, not only did the roar not disappear, it even grew louder.

"Wait!" Lee Fengxue frowned, he stood up and looked over: "Junior master, I want to take a look at the front, I'll come see you when I have time."

With that, Lee Fengxue's legs flashed with a green light, he leapt into the air and flew like a bolt of lightning towards the distance.

"Hey!" "Don't go, play with me a bit more!"

The big-headed old man's face was filled with disappointment. He slumped back into his seat and sighed: "So boring. I've been waiting in this Dragon Suppressing Pagoda for three hundred years and still haven't seen a single divine dragon come out. It's so boring."

Back then, Senior Brother Master lied to me that he caught the divine dragon and gave it to me, but I never thought that after three hundred years, I would not even be able to find a single dragon scale.

"Ninety!"

Below the stage, Zheng Wan clenched her fists, her eyes filled with worry, and shouted loudly.

"Lin Yue, there are only ten moves left, hold on!"

On the stage, Lin Yue's movements were no longer as nimble as they were before. He was now unable to unleash the Ghost Step, and was completely relying on his pure primal speed to escape.

The entire ring was filled with deep craters that could cause one to fall into them if they weren't careful.

"Ahhh!" Lin Hsing roared frantically, his eyes releasing a dense blood light, as though he was a demon, submerging within the killing willpower.

His speed was still indescribably fast, the Thunder Fist continued to rumble, and crazily smashed downwards. The strong storm was enough to injure an ordinary disciple.

"Crack!"

Lin Yue struck the Spirit Sword with his fist a dozen times. This time, the first stage Spirit Sword broke into pieces and flew out.

"Die!"

Having lost his Spirit Sword, Lin Yue didn't have any advantage in speed. Under Lin Hsing's hysterical roar, he crossed his arms and took another punch head on.

"Boom!"

Lin Yue took a step back as blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately after, the second punch landed on his head, forcing Lin Yue to continue resisting.

Boom!" BOOM! "Boom!

Lin Hsing forced Lin Yue to a corner, and at this moment, he had completely sealed off's escape route.

"Run, keep running!" He waved his fist, and the violent energy from his fist smashed down crazily. The powerful force superimposed over each other, causing thunderous booms to resound all over the sky.

The disciples in the distance were so frightened that their faces were drained of color. That god-like scene of him brandishing that giant hammer made their souls tremble uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother Lin Hsing, he … "Crazy."

"Lin Yue has probably already become a meat patty …"

The blue colored wood shavings covered the sky and the disciples standing far away could no longer see clearly, but in their vision, Lin Yue had already stopped resisting.

"Boom!"

Another punch came crashing down. The fist power exploded and the entire arena was filled with crackling sounds. Cracks spread out in all directions like a spider web, showing signs of completely breaking down.

"Ninety-nine!"

"A hundred!"

"A hundred moves have passed, Lin Yue has won, the battle is over!", Zheng Wan shouted out from below the stage.

Everyone's attention was focused on the stage, on the curled up Lin Yue who was not moving at all.

He lowered his head. His body was bent from the blows, and his back was protruding. His arm also exposed his skin, as if he was a rotten corpse. His entire body had been beaten until it was deformed.

Streaks of blood flowed from beneath his feet, converging into a thin line that flowed to the edge of the arena and dripped down.

"Heh heh, this kid is dead." The three elders smiled at each other. They could no longer sense any hint of life from Lin Yue's body.

"It's very likely that Lin Hsing killed him with the first two punches. With the power of ten punches with the intent, even if it's us level 7 Elders, they would all be shaken to the point of vomiting blood. How could this brat endure?"

Amidst the silence, suddenly, a whoosh sound, and the motionless Lin Yue started coughing.

He moved his body slightly, and acute pain that penetrated to the marrow immediately came from his entire body. With a "putong" sound, Lin Yue fell onto the stage.

However, he raised his hand with much difficulty and flicked his index finger a few times.

"You can't …" He already made no sound, and thought in his heart.

"Hua!" Seeing this scene, everyone was stupefied.

Lin Yue actually did not die!

He took ten of Lin Hsing's punches head on! The strength of ten punches, was something that not even the outer sect elders could completely withstand. This Lin Yue actually survived!

Lin Hsing who was at the side laughed arrogantly. When the lawless Lin Hsing heard the commotion, he turned his neck a little and looked at Lin Yue's shaking fingers with his red eyes. The smile on his face stiffened and started to twist.

He could not believe that Lin Yue was actually able to survive after he unleashed his full power attack.

"Must die... Must die... He must die. "

Lin Hsing muttered like a madman, his neck contorting unbearably, and the last bit of reason in his mind quickly crumbled.

Ah!" "He must die!" He finally sank completely, took large strides forward, raised his fist, and revealed a sinister smile towards the powerless Lin Yue.

"Bastard!" He has already passed the test, and he still can't stop! "

A dignified and stern shout came from midair, and in an instant, a green light fell on the stage. Lee Fengxue raised his eyebrows, and blocked in front of him.