The Prodigies War

Did the power of the Sky Repair Needle not wound him?

How is that possible?

The Sky Repair Needle was an ancient treasure of the Blue Luan Clan. It was almost lost and failed to be passed down to the next generation. It was a mysterious and unusual treasure with the power to obliterate the spirit. 

If it struck anyone, even if they had the protection of a powerful spirit treasure, they would suffer unimaginable injuries!

This was the reason that Qing Wenjun dared to approach Lin Xun with such confidence.

But…

When he met Lin Xun’s gaze, he realized there was an unexpected accident!

He rapidly drew back. His quick thinking and reaction speed was astonishing.

But how would Lin Xun, who had been waiting for a long time, let his prey escape from his hand? The moment Qing Wenjun retreated, he had already made a move.  

Boom!

A punch that gathered all of Lin Xun's strength slammed down from above, erupting with endless azure light. It wasn’t only fast, but also incomparably terrifying in power.

With a boom, Qing Wenjun was smashed to the ground, his shoulder blade broken and his flesh and blood splattered everywhere. The ground also quaked from the impact.

The spectators were all aghast. 

Everyone thought that Lin Xun was wounded and had fallen into a disadvantageous situation, but in the blink of an eye, he counterattacked with tremendous power!

Many people couldn’t help but grimace from just watching Qing Wenjun blast into the ground. That blow was too fierce.

However, Qing Wenjun’s reaction speed had to be said to be extraordinary. After hitting the ground, he sprang up and frantically retreated despite his injuries.

At the same time, he spewed out a crimson flame to obstruct Lin Xun’s killing move.

Rumble!

However, Lin Xun seized the opportunity right away. He charged forward in an unstoppable manner and followed up with the most domineering punch. 

Pu!

Qing Wenjun was struck once again and spewed out a mouthful of blood. 

Furious and shocked, he hissed loudly and activated the Sky Splitting Art and the Sky Repairing Needle with all his might. 

It was a pity that once an opportunity was lost, every step after that would only lead closer to a disadvantaged position. For someone like Lin Xun, he would never miss out on the opportunity to suppress his opponent. 

All of a sudden, Qing Wenjun kept stumbling back and dodging side to side on the Luck Battlefield, looking extremely distressed. 

On the other hand, Lin Xun was closing in on him, relentlessly pursuing and attacking Qing Wenjun again and again.

The audience watched with dumbfounded looks.

Everything had reversed too quickly!

Before this, the two were evenly matched. 

But now, Qing Wenjun, who had just gained the upper hand, was being chased and beaten by Demon God Lin. Many people found it hard to believe he would be in such dire straits. 

“After one wrong step, every subsequent step would be wrong!” Ye Chen’s eyes sparkled as bright as stars and a smile lifted a corner of his lips. He seemed to have discovered something. 

“I wonder how he dispelled the power of the Sky Repairing Needle…”

Many people were curious to know how Lin Xun turned the situation around.

The reason was very simple. Although Little Silver could not appear to help Lin Xun due to the power of the Immortal Forbidden Land, it was completely unaffected in the mind-sea.

The power of the Sky-Repairing Needle was unparalleled, but that power paled in comparison to the power of Little Silver, who came from the bloodline of the God Devourer Insect. Little Silver was able to dispel the power without any effort. 

So, Lin Xun was also unaffected by the power in any way.

It was a pity that Qing Wenjun was unaware of this. It was also because of his carelessness, or rather his overconfidence in the Sky Repairing Needle, that he allowed Lin Xun to seize the opportunity.  

Qing Wenjun’s bewitchingly handsome face was livid. He was mad with anger and hatred. 

A little mistake turned the situation around! He wanted to slap himself in the face. Why was he so careless?

Bang!

Lin Xun charged forward, aiming his fist at his opponent’s face. 

“Demon God Lin, do you think you have beaten me? You are too naive!” Qing Wenjun roared, his body fiery red and his aura raging terrifyingly around him. 

His body seemed to have turned into a volcano, spewing out splendid divine flames.

As he rushed forward to meet the punch head-on, he moved his palms through the air like wings, manipulating the sky full of flames. It looked as though he wanted to tear down the sky. 

Bang!

He managed to block the punch that Lin Xun was absolutely confident would succeed. 

Lin Xun narrowed his black eyes, realizing that his opponent was going to fight to the death. 

Rumble!

At the same time, Qing Wenjun suddenly transformed, turning into a majestic blue luan with a pair of beautiful blue wings and claws as sharp as gold. Thousands of flames constantly circulated him.

He was like a true divine bird as he hovered in the high altitude.  

“I thought I did not need to use my trump cards to deal with you, but now, let me show you the real skills unique to the Blue Luan Clan!” Qing Wenjun let out a clear cry and extended his wings that looked like a pair of red flame fans. 

Shua!

As he dove down, his wings crushed the air, and his speed rose to a terrifying level.

Lin Xun quickly evaded him, but he was aghast to see a terrible explosion happen where he stood. The destructive power was as tremendous as a meteorite had struck. 

Some Little Giants’ eyelids twitched. Qing Wenjun was obviously much stronger than before, and he had activated some kind of secret unfathomable cultivation arts. 

An elder exclaimed in disbelief, “That’s the Blue Luan Eight Ultimate Strikes, the supreme ancestral art of the Blue Luan Clan!” 

Everyone felt they had rediscovered Qing Wenjun after seeing his power. 

“Are you hiding? Haha, Demon God Lin will hide too? Weren’t you having a lot of fun chasing and attacking me earlier?” Qing Wenjun cackled. 

He retaliated with a flurry of violent swings, each one swifter and fiercer than the previous and containing terrifying destructive power. Divine flames rained down, incinerating the air as it enveloped the entire battlefield.

Seeing this, Lin Xun realized that it was impossible to hold back anymore. A top figure like Qing Wenjun wouldn’t be suppressed so easily.  

Boom!

Without any hesitation, Lin Xun displayed the profound secrets of Yazi’s Rage unreservedly, and his aura also sharply rose. 

Huh?

Many experts’ expressions subtly changed. Has Demon God Lin been holding back his strength?

Moreover, to this point, he hasn’t touched the miraculous Broken Blade!

Why is that?

Is it because he thinks it is above us or could there be some cunning plan?

While everyone was wondering, Lin Xun rushed upwards, activating the Hornless Ice Dragon Step. In the blink of an eye, he and Qing Wenjun clashed once again. 

Boom!

Amidst an earth-shattering collision, Qing Wenjun screamed in shock and anger, “How did you become so powerful?”

It was then that everyone saw clearly through the divine brilliance that the blue luan transformed by Qing Wenjun was blasting backwards through the air, his wings crooked and flapping non-stop. 

Then it fell utterly silent. 

Whether it was the spectators at the mountain foot or the Little Giants atop the mountain, they were all staring at him like they were looking at a monster. They realized that Lin Xun had been holding back his strength!

The aura he displayed just now was more than twice as strong as it was before!

It was no wonder that Qing Wenjun looked so terrified and angry. Anyone faced with this scene would also likely jump up in fright.

“You have trump cards, but do you think I don’t have any? I already said that if I am not satisfied today, don’t even think about leaving this battlefield!”

Lin Xun charged forward, his black hair fluttering in the air. 

He exuded the bearing of a true demon god, and he was enveloped in striking azure dao light. 

If he had brought out the Broken Blade, he could have easily taken down his opponent, but he didn’t want to let the brutal and cold-hearted sicko off so easily.  

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Boom!

The battle became more and more intense, but the battle situation reversed once again.

Lin Xun regained the upper hand, relentlessly pursuing Qing Wenjun with fierce blows that sent his feathers flying off him.

“It’s really... surprising.” Xiao Cangtian was also a little speechless after witnessing Lin Xun’s power. 

Everyone else wore a similar, very complex expression. Demon God Lin always did the unexpected, and this time it was no exception.

Qing Wenjun was already very abnormally strong, but who would have thought that he still managed to overpoweringly suppress him? 

“What trash!”

Jin Muyun, Li Qingping, Gou Yanzhen and others frowned. The stronger Lin Xun was, the more vigilant they became.

They thought that it would be good if they could borrow Qing Wenjuns’s hand to defeat Lin Xun, but who would have thought that Qing Wenjun failed to do so?

“I knew that it would be like this.” Zhao Jingxuan shrugged, her clear eyes glistening and without a hint of surprise.

Perhaps, she was the only one who understood Lin Xun’s combat style.

If he said that he wouldn’t use any trump cards, then he would never use them. He perfectly played the role of a pig to eat the tiger. 

But that wasn’t intentional. It was a clever tactical strategy. It would be bad if someone saw through it though. 

Thud!

On the battlefield, under Lin Xun’s domineering onslaught, the blue luan collapsed to the ground, wings stained with blood, lips cracked, and body convulsing.

He fought to get up, but Lin Xun descended from the sky and stomped on his back, pressing his face against the ground and not letting him lift one bit. 

“It’s over for Qing Wenjun…” many people sighed. 

They had to admit that Qing Wenjun was not weak. He was even more amazing than some Little Giants who had just won.

But he unluckily ran into the unpredictable Demon God Lin and suffered a tragic defeat.

Besides being astonished, the spectators at the foot of the mountain felt a little bad for Qing Wenjun. He would be ranked at the bottom of the Little Giants List after being suppressed in the first round. 

However, the Blue Luan Clan experts all were livid, flames shooting out from their eyes. They had hoped that Qing Wenjun would be ranked in the top ten of the Little Giants Lists!

But now…

Now, it was impossible for Qing Wenjun to even lift his head. He was unable to budge at all under Lin Xun’s foot. 

“You like painting, and I like to barbecue wings,” Lin Xun stated aloud. 

His sentence left everyone baffled. Why did he say such nonsense at this time?

But soon, they understood. They saw Lin Xun hold the blue luan down with his feet and plucked all his feathers with neat and quick movements. 

During this, Qing Wenjun was so furious that he cursed and almost coughed up blood, but it was all futile. 

In just a few breaths, all feathers were plucked, exposing the smooth and bare skin of his dozen-foot-long wings. 

“What wonderful ingredients.” Lin Xun’s dark eyes lit up.