C105 His Strength Was Outstanding

In the arena, Lin Xuan's demeanor remained calm, yet a spark of light flickered in his eyes as he gave a slight nod. The might of the Golden Scale Barbaric Elephant Arts had lived up to his expectations. The slash unleashed by Hu Yuanhua was one that many at the peak of the Condensation Spin Stage would falter against. Yet Lin Xuan, with a mere palm, had absorbed the blow without a hint of pain or leaving the slightest mark. His defense was exceptional, surpassing the limits of the Condensation Spin Stage. It seemed likely that only a master of the Spirit Opening Stage or higher could penetrate such a defense, and Lin Xuan hadn't even reached the beginner level. The prowess of the Golden Scale Barbaric Elephant Arts was truly remarkable, reinforcing Lin Xuan's resolve to master this technique. Having tested its defensive capabilities, he was now eager to explore its offensive power.

Lin Xuan fixed his gaze on Hu Yuanhua, fists clenched, ready for the next onslaught.

Across the ring, Hu Yuanhua was visibly flustered, weighed down by a heavy heart. He had anticipated Lin Xuan's ability to withstand his attack, but the ease with which it was done had caught him off guard. Without resorting to True Qi or martial arts, Lin Xuan had effortlessly caught the strike with his bare hand, a testament to his astonishing physical strength. It was likely that few on the Strong List could match him. Hu Yuanhua realized he had underestimated Lin Xuan, making the stakes of their wager all the more challenging. Lin Xuan's true strength might well surpass anything he had imagined. But defeat was not an option for Hu Yuanhua; the consequences of retreat were too dire.

With renewed resolve, Hu Yuanhua knew it was time to go all out. His only goal was to overcome Lin Xuan.

With a steely voice, Hu Yuanhua declared, "Lin Xuan, your strength is undeniable! But don't think that's all I have to offer. Brace yourself!"

As his words fell, a fiery energy and an unmatched edge emanated from Hu Yuanhua. This was the 10% of the 5% Saber Intent, the Artistic Conception of Fire – the sole Concepts at Hu Yuanhua's command. He had laid all his cards on the table, holding nothing back in his determination to best Lin Xuan.

Beneath the pervasive influence of the two Concepts, the Fighting Arena was enshrouded in subtle, distorted ripples, as though even the fabric of space itself was struggling to cope with such formidable power.

The Inner Sect disciples and deacons gathered around the plaza were overcome by a sense of lethal danger, prompting them to hastily retreat hundreds of meters before coming to a stop. Their gazes turned back to the arena, now filled with a greater mix of horror and eager anticipation.

He had unleashed not one, but two Concepts. They could scarcely imagine the ferocity and spectacle that the upcoming clash promised to be. Their excitement was palpable.

Yet, they remained on edge, ready to flee at a moment's notice. He had merely invoked the two Concepts, and already his might was overwhelming, even before the true battle commenced. They knew that once the fight intensified, they would stand no chance against even the residual force of his power. Preparations were necessary to avoid injury when the time came.

Meanwhile, atop the arena, the activation of the two Concepts by Hu Yuanhua caused the temperature to surge within several hundred meters, the air seething with heat and interspersed with piercing luminescence. Even someone at the peak of the Condensation Spin Stage would struggle to endure in such conditions.

Yet there stood Lin Xuan, the picture of composure, utterly unaffected. He didn't even need to summon his True Qi or a Concept to fend off the assault; his sheer physical prowess was sufficient.

But now that Hu Yuanhua had demonstrated the power of two Concepts, Lin Xuan was all the more intrigued by what his opponent would bring next.

Across from him, Hu Yuanhua's spirits sank as he observed Lin Xuan's nonchalant demeanor under the onslaught of his dual Concepts. It was particularly disconcerting to see Lin Xuan still standing there, sword sheathed, as if untouched by the battle. Hu Yuanhua recalled the whispers about Lin Xuan's prowess in kendo, his mastery of 10% sword intent, and his invincible swordplay. His previous adversaries had all fallen to Lin Xuan's blade.

Having engaged with Lin Xuan, Hu Yuanhua could attest to the truth behind the tales and regretted his initial underestimation. Yet, Lin Xuan's current stance suggested he had no intention of drawing his sword. Could it be that Lin Xuan had yet to reveal his full strength? If so, that would be nothing short of terrifying.

Lin Xuan's previously demonstrated abilities had already eclipsed those of the Inner Sect's finest, earning him a place on the Strong List.

Lin Xuan was merely a warrior at the Seventh Level of the Qi Transformation Stage.

Yet, without even tapping into his full strength, he was overwhelmingly powerful.

Hu Yuanhua couldn't bear to ponder the extent of his might.

His only option was to give it his all in battle.

Whether victory was within reach would be left to fate.

Without further thought, Hu Yuanhua inhaled deeply and bellowed,

"Blazing Fire!"

His True Qi erupted, wielding two Concepts in a single slash.

A dot of scarlet light, akin to a spark, shot forth.

Instantly, this speck of light rapidly expanded in every direction.

In a mere moment, the Fighting Arena was engulfed in a sea of red flames.

Amidst the inferno, innumerable fiery blade lights, each several meters in size, burst forth.

Enhanced by the 5% Saber Intent, the blades' edges grew even keener.

Not one of the Inner Sect disciples and deacons outside the arena could withstand the onslaught of these fiery blades.

Yet now, hundreds, perhaps thousands, of these blades converged into a fearsome flood, bearing down on Lin Xuan.

Their formidable power was evident.

Across the way, Lin Xuan stood unflinching, his expression cool as he met the attack head-on.

"Now is the perfect time!"

With a thunderous cry, Lin Xuan clapped his hands together.

"Shocking Wave Palm!"

Power surged forth in an instant, a torrential outpouring that transformed into rolling waves, dispersing in all directions.

A symphony of crisp sounds filled the air, accompanied by the noise of the atmosphere being torn asunder.

This force seemed modest compared to the relentless barrage of flame blade lights from the sea of fire.

But when the two forces collided, a thunderous boom echoed.

In that moment of impact, the formidable flaming blades crumbled to pieces.

As if crushed by an unseen force, they were utterly obliterated.

Even the encircling sea of fire, as if meeting its bane, retreated from Lin Xuan at its core.

Hu Yuanhua's once formidable attack was effortlessly parried by Lin Xuan's palms.

Witnessing this, the disciples and deacons who had retreated hundreds of meters from the plaza stood frozen, disbelieving the sight before them.

When Hu Yuanhua unleashed the two Concepts, the might of his strike surged, multiplying several times over.

As the residual shockwaves of the attack dissipated, they were compelled to retreat once more.

Yet, Lin Xuan managed to repel such a formidable assault with merely two palms.

The disparity between them was so vast, it was as if they weren't even on the same plane of existence.

The spectacle left the onlookers in sheer disbelief.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the fighting arena.

Hu Yuanhua was equally astounded.

He hadn't anticipated Lin Xuan's formidable prowess, which had once again exceeded his predictions by a wide margin.