C26 One Fatal Move

Chu Xingyu's facial expression was calm, but what he said stunned Wang Bao.

Everyone had a strange expression on their faces.

Chu Xingyu only had unlimited potential, and with his current abilities, he wasn't strong enough to fight Lin Boliang.

Was there something wrong with his brain that he wanted to challenge Lin Boliang?

"Chu Xingyu, you said it!"

When Lin Boliang heard that, a flash of light flashed across his eyes. "Elder Wang Bao, quickly allow a life-and-death battle!"

"Chu Xingyu, don't bother. I was just joking just now. You don't need to compete with him."

Wang Bao frowned slightly and tried to dissuade him.

Chu Xingyu was incomparably precious right now. If he was injured, it would be a great loss to him.

"No... I want to have a life-and-death battle with him."

Chu Xingyu's eyes were cold as he rejected Wang Bao's request.

"Lin Boliang, you tried everything you could to fight me to the death. Now, I will do as you wish."

Chu Xingyu took a step forward and shouted.

"Lin Boliang, get your ass up here!"

Chu Xingyu had once said that he would never let go of anyone from the Lin Clan.

During the life-and-death battle, everyone thought that it was Chu Xingyu's luck that he missed Lin Boliang.

The truth was the opposite, it was Lin Boliang's luck that was good.

Chu Xingyu urgently wanted to know the potential of his martial soul, so he let Lin Boliang spend some more time.

He didn't expect ___ to talk so much.

Now, he knew the potential of his martial soul.

It was time for him to end Lin Boliang's life.

"Lin Boliang, it's your luck that you didn't meet me in the first round."

"It's a pity that not only are you not grateful, you even provoked me and talked big."

"I didn't kill you before because I have something more important to do."

"Now, one move is enough to kill you!"

Chu Xingyu stared at Lin Boliang coldly.

When the people of Lin Clan heard Chu Xingyu's words, they were stunned for a moment, then they burst into laughter.

"Did I hear it wrong? Trash Chu Xingyu, you want to kill my family's young master with a single strike?"

"You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. You think you are invincible just because you have the greatest potential in the world. In terms of strength, you will be thrown out of the nine heavens by my young master."

"I think you should be killed by my young master with a single strike!"

The people of Lin Clan were on the verge of laughing out loud. The potential of Chu Xingyu's martial spirit was more than enough to crush their young master.

However, in terms of martial skills and cultivation, Chu Xingyu could only die in front of Lin Boliang.

"You're saying I'm lucky?"

"Alright, now I want to see how powerful your move is."

Lin Boliang roared wildly. Yuan Qi quickly spread out from his dantian.

At this moment, the pressure of the eighth level of the Tempered Martial Stage was unleashed without any reservation.

Hua!

A wave of pressure instantly spread out with Lin Boliang as the center.

* Bang! * Bang! Bang!

The flagpole on the arena was instantly crushed by the pressure.

"Not good, everyone retreat quickly."

The cultivating warrior that was close to the selection stage saw that the situation was bad and immediately retreated.

Facing the eight layers of pressure, they could still feel the oppressive force that was pushing them back by ten meters.

"Look, Chu Xingyu, this is all of my strength."

"You're talking nonsense, you want to kill me with one strike."

"I really want to see how you, who is at the seventh level of the Tempered Martial Stage, can do it!"

"The one who killed you is me, Lin Boliang."

After saying that, Lin Boliang stamped his foot on the competition stage and leapt into the sky. The huge blade in his hand let out a sharp whistling sound, then he swung it at Chu Xingyu's head.

"Eighth level Tempered Martial Stage, is that really powerful?"

Chu Xingyu shook his head.

"You have shown me your true strength, but I haven't shown it yet!"

Chu Xingyu's words made Lin Boliang frown.

Could it be that his cultivation base wasn't at the seventh level of the Tempered Martial Stage?

What answered him was an even stronger pressure.

Boom!

Just as Lin Boliang was about to kill Chu Xingyu, waves of pressure that could be seen by the naked eye suddenly burst out from Chu Xingyu's body.

This layer of pressure was even ten times stronger than Lin Boliang's.

Bang!

This time, the cultivating warrior that had retreated ten meters away had no time to react. It was instantly hit by the pressure and fell to the ground.

Their eyes were filled with terror.

No wonder Chu Xingyu had been calm and composed all this time. It turned out that from the very beginning, his strength had already surpassed Lin Boliang's.

"Am I strong enough to kill you now?"

A cold light flashed across Chu Xingyu's eyes, not giving Lin Boliang any chance to speak.

Cang!

He drew his sword out of its sheath.

Ling Tian, who had practiced for a long time, took advantage of this opportunity to attack.

Swoosh!

A ray of light flashed across the arena.

This sword light even surpassed the light of the sun.

The cold sword qi instantly caused the surrounding temperature to drop drastically.

The chill, the bone-piercing chill made everyone's heart tremble.

In that instant, everyone suddenly shrunk their necks, because at this moment, they all felt a chill on their necks.

Peng!

A head fell from the sky and rolled all the way to the bottom of the arena before stopping.

Lin Boliang's eyes carried a trace of fear, and then, he lost his expression.

Hiss! Hiss!

When they saw the scene on the stage, everyone present sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Lin Boliang is dead?"

"He was killed by Chu Xingyu's sword just like that, this is too terrifying!"

Chu Xingyu's true cultivation base had reached the ninth level of the Tempered Martial Stage. He wasn't a trash, so he didn't lie.

At this moment, the crowd finally realized what had happened. In the previous matches, Chu Xingyu hadn't unsheathed his sword yet.

Now, the moment it was unsheathed, the cultivating warrior of the eighth level of the Tempered Martial Stage was killed by a single strike.

They could only watch helplessly as Lin Boliang was killed just like that.

"Chu Xingyu, I want your life!"

The frenzied Lin Clan's Great Elder wanted to kill Chu Xingyu.

"Your opponent is me!"

Chu Jintian, who had been preparing for a long time, shot out.

As the two of them fought, a sea of fire surrounded them.

In the midst of the raging flames, in less than ten moves, the Lin Clan's Great Elder was killed by Chu Jintian.

"The treacherous Chu Shan, the Chu Cheng who stole my Martial Spirit Bone and the arrogant Lin Clan have all been punished."

"Sister, brother has succeeded."

At this moment, Chu Xingyu was having a hard time calming down.

If it wasn't for the fact that his conviction wasn't firm, he wouldn't have been able to wait until this day.

"When I enter the academy and have sufficient strength, Big Brother will come and pick you up."

Standing on the arena, Chu Xingyu strengthened his conviction.

"Alright, trash should be killed."

Wang Bao was very satisfied on the arena. He clapped his hands and said, "Chu Xingyu, the life-and-death battle is enough for you. Now, come with us."

Hearing Wang Bao's words, Chu Xingyu's face became cold again. "Go? Go where?"

"Of course to report to Fengtong Academy with me!"

Wang Bao said excitedly. He was very excited to recruit such a genius student.

However, Chu Xingyu's words were like a bucket of cold water that poured on Wang Bao's head on the spot.

"That ear of yours heard that I want to join the Fengtong Academy?"

Chu Xingyu revealed a cold smile and refused to enter the Fengtong Academy.