The Prodigies War

Li Qingping’s defeat was indeed unjust.

Even if he had not been careless ever since the battle began, subconsciously, he treated Lin Xun as a wounded foe.

Simply speaking, he hugely underestimated him.

So much so that he fell into confusion and bewilderment to see himself defeated. 

……

“Lin Xun, you are despicable!”

When the battle ended and Lin Xun returned to the dao altar on the mountain peak, Li Qingping’s exasperated roar sent a shudder throughout the area. 

Unlike Gou Yanzhen who was eliminated for violating the rules, Li Qingping, despite being killed, was not eliminated and was resurrected by the power of rule and order around the Immortal Sacred Mountain. 

He couldn’t stop quivering with rage or roaring indignantly as he stood atop the mountain. 

However, even if he had been restored to life, his aura remained weak, almost like a lantern about to go out. 

Everyone repeatedly sighed. They felt bad for Li Qingping. They understood why he would be so furious. Anyone who was killed in such a foolish way would likely go crazy.

Lin Xun also sighed with pity. “Li Qingping, if you lose, you lose. Why be so hard on yourself? If I were you, I would make good use of the time to restore my strength instead, to not let others take advantage of my unfortunate situation.”  

Take advantage of an unfortunate situation!

Everyone’s expressions changed strangely. Didn’t Li Qingping try to take advantage of his unfortunate situation? But in the end, he was the one who fell into that terrible state. 

Worst of all, Li Qingping seems to be in a worse state than Lin Xun was. If someone challenged him…

That would indeed be no different from taking advantage of his unfortunate situation.

Many people’s eyes gleamed. They sized Li Qingping up and down like they were eyeing prey.  

The gazes made Li Qingping shudder uncomfortably, and his expression morphed as if he was about to go berserk from anger. He never imagined that he would fall into such a state. 

“Just you wait!”

He shot a resentful glare at Lin Xun before he withdrew his gaze, inhaled deeply and sat down cross-legged to recover. 

“He tried to gain an advantage only to end up worse off…hahaha.” A’lu cackled maniacally. 

His voice sent rage thrumming through Li Qingping’s veins. He seethed, almost suffocating on his anger. I must find a chance to kill that barbarian in the future!  

But then, he went stiff and his head almost exploded, because the one who appeared next was precisely the barbarian A’lu!

He quickly lowered his head, sincerely praying in his heart that the barbarian would not take advantage of his situation. 

Who would have known that as soon as A’lu stepped onto the battlefield, he roared, “Li Qingping, get the hell out of here now!”

Everyone’s expression changed, the corners of their lips twitching. This is karma. Li Qingping is going to suffer again.

Lin Xun almost burst out laughing. 

Li Qingping tilted his head up with difficulty, face livid and stiff. “Is there any point in bullying the weak? Do you dare to wait until I recover my strength before we start the battle?”

A’lu spat out, “I like to bully the weak! Quickly get down here!”  

“You...” Li Qingping almost sprang up with anger.

“What? Who do you think you are?” yelled A’lu.

The audience smacked their lips. That barbarian has guts. No matter what, Li Qingping is still a supreme figure, is he not afraid of offending or angering him?  

Li Qingping had to take several deep breaths to control the fury beating in his heart before he could squeeze out a few words, “This battle…I concede!”

After he said that, his face went ice-cold. 

He admitted defeat!

Everyone was shocked. 

No one imagined that a haughty supreme figure would admit defeat in such a humiliating manner. 

“Trash! Garbage! Useless! A man without balls!” On the battlefield, A’lu hurled a torrent of abuse. 

Li Qingping’s face was already flushed with indignation, but at that moment, he almost fainted from anger. 

The third duel ended hastily, leaving many people between laughter and tears. 

Originally, Li Qingping thought that he would have some time to restore his strength, but he never thought that Ye Chen would appear next and challenge him with a smile.  

He was struck dumb. 

The other people’s faces twitched like they were holding back from laughing. 

“Ye Chen, you are from the sacred Crape Myrtle Mountain, and you hold the title of Sword Demon. Don’t you think what you are doing is very shameless?” Li Qingping quivered with rage. 

Ye Chen said with a smile, “I cultivate according to my heart, I don’t care what others think about me. Didn’t you say before that, based on the rules, there are only enemies and no difference between the strong and the weak? Are you not contradicting yourself now?”

Li Qingping almost choked on the pent-up anger and aggrieved emotions within him and couldn’t help but vomit a mouthful of blood. 

“I…admit defeat!” Li Qingping’s voice was filled with bitterness and indignation as it echoed through heaven and earth. 

Both Jin Muyun and Yu Lingkong sympathized with him. His fate was tragic. He was also a top supreme figure with an extraordinary status, but he was first foolishly defeated in the hands of Lin Xun and then forced to concede twice in a row! If word got out, then he would become a laughingstock.  

As a result, Li Qingping was eliminated in the second round, and his ranking would only hover around the eighteenth spot. 

“Demon God Lin is an evil star. Bad luck falls on anyone who goes against him,” murmured someone. 

“Yes! Gou Yanzhen was disqualified for violating the rules and now Li Qingping has been eliminated. It’s really weird.” Many people looked at Lin Xun differently. 

“Stop talking nonsense, it’s not about luck. Isn’t Demon God Lin also seriously injured? Maybe after this, it will be his turn to follow Li Qingping’s misfortune!” someone snorted. 

As though that person’s words came true, the next person to appear on the battlefield directly called out Lin Xun’s name.  

He was a descendant of the Bifang Ancient Clan and was called Bi Dongliu. He was fashioned in a golden feathered battle robe and exhibited an extraordinary and heroic bearing. 

Lin Xun came onto the battlefield without any wavering. 

“I am different from Li Qingping—I won’t hold back at all. You should be careful.” Bi Dongliu looked indifferent, restraining his pride. 

“I have already won two matches in a row. If I win the next one, I am guaranteed to progress into the next round.” 

The fact that Lin Xun uttered such arrogant words with a deathly pale face made Bi Dongliu frown. “Are you not thinking too far ahead?”

Lin Xun drew a deep breath, pretending to be firm, “I just want to tell you that I will do everything I can to win this battle. So, you should be careful!”

Bi Dongliu’s face darkened. He found it absurd that those bold words came from a severely wounded man.   

“Stop talking nonsense and fight!” Bi Dongliu thundered and soared into the air, blinding golden light flaring up around his slim figure. He looked like a beam of golden lightning tearing the sky. 

Everyone held their breath in full concentration. They could see that, despite Lin Xun’s injury, if he fought with all his strength, his counterattacks would still be astonishingly powerful.  

Boom!

Bi Dongliu’s aura was fierce and powerful. He wielded a giant, lighting-shrouded hammer upwards and viciously swung it at Lin Xun.

The surrounding space shattered into chaos!

Lin Xun stood motionless, qi blazing wildly around his body like divine azure flames lighting up the sky. His expression remained determined like he wouldn’t hesitate to fight to the death. 

Clang!

The Broken Blade was so resplendent that it could be mistaken as an illusion as it slashed through the air with incredible speed, displaying the Silent Obliteration Slash.

With a clang, Bi Dongliu deflected the fierce blow with his giant hammer and smiled coldly. “Do you think I would be fooled like Li Qingping? If so, you underestimated me!”

Boom!

As he was speaking, he streaked across the sky like a golden rainbow, glowing brightly, and swung his giant lighting hammer downwards. 

Instantly, lightning tribulations seemed to be bombarding the battlefield.

Everyone inhaled sharply. No one was able to progress into the second round if they were weak. 

Compared to Li Qingping, Bi Dongliu was not inferior and perhaps might be stronger. He was not only skilled in both offense and defense, but he was also calm and experienced. He treated Lin Xun as a powerful enemy and was not careless enough to let down his guard for a moment. 

At the same time, everyone’s jaw dropped at Lin Xun’s performance. Despite his injuries, he didn’t evade the attacks, but met them head-on!

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Rumble—

The two were locked in a fierce battle, exchanging hundreds of attacks to great speed within seconds. It was head-to-head, and every move was as fierce and ruthless as the previous. 

“He wasn’t immediately suppressed…” Everyone widened their eyes like they saw a ghost. 

Soon, an even more unexpected scene happened. Bi Dongliu stumbled back, swaying side to side. Then he grimaced as he inhaled sharply. His right arm was visibly convulsing.  

“You...are you not injured?” Bi Dongliu cried out. The Bifang Clan was known for their brute strength and speed since ancient times. 

Moreover, he was on the Supreme Path yet, even so, he found the battle difficult to cope with. 

“I already said that I will fight with my all,” said Lin Xun solemnly, but as he reached the end of the sentence, a trickle of blood dripped down from the corner of his lips.

“Hmph!”

Bi Dongliu’s face was overcast, and his aura sharply soared in power. The next moment, he was bathed in bolts of lightning, even his eyes were swirling with lightning. He resembled the divine son of lightning.

This was a secret art of the Bifang Clan. Many other cultivators would have been ripped apart by the lightning and no average supreme figure would be able to survive. However, Lin Xun raised his hand and summoned the Broken Blade across the air, activating the Birth Destruction Art. 

With a pff, it tore a deep wound into Bi Dongliu, and blood sputtered everywhere.

“Even if you’re fighting with your all, you can’t possibly be so strong!” Bi Dongliu yelled again, frightened, angry, and in disbelief. 

The audience was also aghast. Indeed, Lin Xun didn’t seem wounded, but looked as energetic as someone in perfect condition!

Lin Xun coughed, frowning, “About that, is it because you’re too weak?”

Bi Dongliu’s face instantly darkened, and with a roar, he transformed into a three-legged Bifang bird enveloped in a golden lightning bolt. He instantly spread out his wings and charged forward with murderous intent. 

Every blow was like a lightning calamity descending upon earth, covering the battlefield with boundless terrifying power.

But within moments, he was struck by the Birth Destruction Art once again. It almost tore his chest open, leaving a striking scar oozing with blood.

Bi Dongliu only managed to survive the frightening blow by frantically beating his wings. After narrowly escaping the danger, he hissed, “Demon God Lin, you are a big liar, you have been tricking me!”