The Prodigies War

The Sacred Recovery Rain could instantly heal cultivators’ injuries and restore them to their peak state!  

Before the start of the first round of duels, the Sacred Recovery Rain had befallen them once. Otherwise, even the most outstanding peerless genius would not have been able to withstand this long, their energy would have been depleted.

Feeling his cultivation being restored, Lin Xun couldn’t help but marvel at the miraculous and unimaginable power of the Immortal Sacred Mountain. 

Lin Xun drew a deep breath and started to think about the following matches. 

After the first round of duels, the eighteen supreme geniuses were guaranteed to be in the top eighteen of the Little Giants List.  

In other words, the next set of duels would be a battle to decide the ranking of the top eighteen positions.

This meant that it would be more dangerous and difficult.

After all, it was already extremely grueling to make it onto the Little Giants List, and those able to rise above the others in the first round had to be absolute top cultivators! 

Of course, there were exceptions, such as Chu Beihai, who unluckily had to face off against Sword Demon Ye Chen, and Qing Wenjun, who also unluckily encountered Lin Xun.

If they had another opponent in the first round then based on their strengths, they would have had no problem being ranked in the top eighteen of the Little Giants List. 

However, this was a fight for supremacy, and luck was a factor, which was also a kind of strength! 

Otherwise, the group of genius cultivators wouldn’t have gathered on the Immortal Sacred Mountain and fought to the death for great dao luck.  

Moreover, without luck, how could one become a king?

“In the second round of duels, every participant has to fight three battles.” 

“Those who win all three battles will advance and enter the final showdown.”

“Those with two wins and one loss could possibly pass the second round of duels, but their ranking is unlikely to be too high.”

“Those with one win and two losses have a high chance of being eliminated.”

“Those who lose all three battles will definitely be eliminated.” Lin Xun analyzed the rules of the second round.

He didn’t need anyone to tell him the rules because they were all imprinted on the Coiling Dragon Tablet by the power of rules and orders of the Immortal Sacred Mountain. Anyone would know about them if they checked out the tablet. 

“If those are the rules then everyone will want to find an opponent who they can win against.”

“However, each person only has three chances to fight, and they have only one chance to choose an opponent. In the remaining two battles, they will have to accept the challenge of other participants. This means that there will be a lot of variables...” Lin Xun murmured. 

The variables were indeed a lot. For example, when it was Lin Xun’s turn, he could freely choose an opponent to fight against. But in the same way, other people could also choose him as their opponent!

It was hard to know which opponent he would face. 

Of course, participants could also decline a challenge. 

But they had to pay a price to do so. Every time a participant declined a challenge, the challenger would obtain a part of the great dao luck on their Coiling Dragon Tablet!

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, no one would choose to refuse a battle, right? After all, great dao luck was hard to come by. Who would willingly give it up? 

While Lin Xun was pondering, the others were also analyzing the next match.

In the second round, there were too many uncertainties and variables. No one dared to let down their guard or be careless. 

“Lin Xun!”

“Lin Xun!”

“Lin Xun!”

….

As for Jin Muyun, Li Qingping, Yu Lingkong and Gou Yanzhen, when they understood the rules, the first name that came to their mind was of course Lin Xun! 

However, their choice was all based on different reasons. But ultimately they all regarded Lin Xun as the greatest enemy and couldn’t wait to get rid of him. 

But after calming down, they all hesitated.

They had witnessed Lin Xun’s performance in how he defended the mountain and also witnessed his battle with Qing Wenjun. Lin Xun’s current strength had surprised them a little. 

In the second round, they had only one chance to challenge someone, while the other two duels were unpredictable.

To prevent the worst outcome, the most sensible plan would be to choose a target whom they believed they would definitely win against.   

“What to do?”

“The rules of the second round are annoying.”

“It doesn’t matter. I should just adapt to the situation when it comes.”

“But if there is a chance to challenge Demon God Lin, then...I must fight!”

Jin Muyun and the others all had different thoughts and different decisions. They each carefully assessed and analyzed the situation. Anyone who could make it this far wouldn’t be an idiot.

But in the end, no one made a perfect plan.

Including Lin Xun. 

This was because there were far too many variables in the second round, and no one knew who would be the first to come onto the battlefield or who would be challenged.

In that case, they could only adapt quickly to the changing situations. 

For example, Jin Muyun and the others all wanted to take the opportunity to crush Lin Xun, but there were only three chances of facing off against him in the second round, and one of them was decided by Lin Xun himself.

This meant that, among the four of them, at least one would not have the chance to go up against Lin Xun. 

In the worst case, not one of them would have a chance to face Lin Xun on the battlefield. 

At the foot of the mountain, the spectators were also analyzing, but in the end, their heads started to throb. 

It was understandable, there were far too many variables!

……

Huh?

Suddenly, Lin Xun, who was in deep thought, tensed up, and in the next moment, he was moved onto the central battlefield by an invisible force. 

The second round of duels had kicked off, and he was the first to appear.  

The expressions of Jin Muyun and the others changed slightly. Demon God Lin was the first to appear, and he no doubt would choose one of them to battle. There was no need to think about it!

At the foot of the mountain, the spectators gasped in surprise. Demon God Lin appeared first? Who will he challenge?

“Gou Yanzhen!” Zhao Jingxuan thought to herself.

On the Luck Battlefield, Lin Xun ran his dark eyes across everyone, and every person’s expression changed strangely as they met his gaze—some filled with eagerness, some apprehensive and some serious. 

Some people even avoided eye contact as if afraid of being chosen by Lin Xun.

As Lin Xun’s eyes swept past Jin Muyun, the latter scoffed and a fierce light shot from his eyes. 

When his gaze shifted to Yu Lingkong, he saw an iciness and intense hatred flash in his eyes. 

When he looked at Li Qingping, he noticed his face was indifferent with a provocative smile tugging the corner of his lips.

Lin Xun paused for a moment and finally moved his eyes away. His gaze landed on Gou Yanzhen.

“Son of a bitch, quickly come out.” He beckoned with a warm smile on his face, as though he was calling his pet.

Indeed!

Zhao Jingxuan smiled knowingly, her beautiful face as pure and refreshing as a lotus flower after a shower.

Her guess stemmed from her understanding of Lin Xun, but it was also a kind of connection of the minds. She had never been wrong so far.  

Many others breathed a sigh of relief. 

No one wanted to battle against Demon God Lin in the first match. If they did, even if they might win, it would be extremely tough. 

Of course, people like Ye Chen and Xiao Cangtian remained calm and unbothered. 

This was a sign of absolute confidence in their own strength. They had nothing to be afraid of whether they were challenged or they challenged someone else!

“Lin Xun, do you know that you are just looking for death?!” Gou Yanzhen’s face was dark.

He felt extremely uncomfortable being selected by Lin Xun. Does he think that I am a pushover who he can crush as he wants?

“Son of a bitch, stop barking and get out here if you have guts,” Lin Xun said casually.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Xun called Gou Yanzhen a son of a bitch, which immediately set off his murderous intent. 

He threw his head back and roared, and then, with a flash, he stormed onto the Luck Battlefield. 

“Since you can’t wait to die, I will fulfill your wish!”

Gou Yanzhen’s face was baleful, and the violent intent and blood-colored light surging around his back robe made him resemble a demon from hell. 

Instantly, he drew all attention. 

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Gou Yanzhen’s battle methods might not be as sick as Qing Wenjun’s, but when it comes to ruthlessness, he couldn’t compete!

In the previous mountain defending battles, he had torn apart many peerless geniuses while they were still alive. His brutal and bloodthirsty fighting means had long left a deep impression on the audience.

Boom!

As soon as he stepped onto the battlefield, he launched an attack, unable to hold back his killing intent anymore. With one step forward, the air tumbled chaotically. 

He was like an asura. His long hair turned blood-red in an instant, his eyes glowed scarlet-red like flames, and his aura soared in power at an astonishing speed. 

“Kill!”

A long and narrow blood-colored blade had somehow appeared in his grip, sweeping across the void like a blood river of the underworld. 

Rumble—

The blood colored light blazed and roared incessantly, while overbearing murderous intent filled and stirred all directions. 

“So strong!”

“Is this the power of the Black Nightmare Asura Grand Dao? It is indeed terrifying!”

Everyone held their breath in deep concentration, eyes wide with surprise. Gou Yanzheng used his strongest move as his first. Clearly, he understood Lin Xun’s strength and knew that he should not hold back at all.

“It’s time to use some other means.”

In truth, Lin Xun still had absolute confidence in killing Gou Yanzhen without resorting to the Broken Blade.

But that might mean he had to activate Yazi’s Rage and the Nine Heavenshaking Destructions Art to its peak, which might be too earthshaking. 

One should always be cautious in not letting people see everything about their trump cards!

Clang!

The Broken Blade glistened like snow as it flashed out of thin air, obscure dao runes flowing around its surface. A piercing blade cry resounded through the nine heavens like a tide. 

Star Gather!   

Lin Xun charged forward and the Broken Blade slashed down under the control of his unparalleled spirit power. 

Boom!

With a fierce collision, the battlefield was plunged into complete chaos. It was as though the sun and the moon had struck. A vast explosion of light rapidly swept across the world and the ground shook endlessly. 

“Die!”

That clash was not enough to decide the winner so without any wavering, they launched into another attack, each displaying their true martial arts power to its fullest. 

On that battlefield, it was as though a blood-colored asura and a demon god were fighting for supremacy. The sky dimmed, and screams and cries of ghosts echoed unceasingly as if they had come to the asura hell. 

“So terrifying! Even a half-step king likely would be wiped out in an instant if they got near them! Is this the power of the pinnacle of the Supreme Path?”

The spectators trembled inwardly. Many people did not imagine that the battle between supreme powers would be so heaven-defyingly strong, far beyond their understanding.  

In comparison, the duel between Lin Xun and Qing Wenjun seemed much inferior!