C106 Lin Xuan's Strength

Hu Yuanhua was utterly dumbfounded by the scene before him. He had never anticipated that his full-force strike would be utterly ineffective against Lin Xuan. Not only had he failed to defeat Lin Xuan, but he had also been met with a swift counterattack. It was at this moment that the terrifying extent of Lin Xuan's power truly dawned on him. Lin Xuan's strength had not just surpassed his—it was leagues beyond.

With what seemed like effortless ease, Lin Xuan had deflected his all-out attack with a mere two palm strikes. The disparity in their power was stark. Right then, Hu Yuanhua couldn't afford to be lost in thought. The sheer force of Lin Xuan's twin palms obliterated everything in their vicinity, and the relentless energy then surged towards Hu Yuanhua.

A cold sweat broke out on Hu Yuanhua's back as an overwhelming sense of dread bore down on him. "How can Lin Xuan be this powerful?" he wondered, his body quivering and his eyes wide with terror. He was acutely aware that Lin Xuan's technique could leave him severely wounded, or worse, it could be fatal. Indeed, the likelihood of dying right there was all too real.

The humiliation of defeat at Lin Xuan's hands was one thing, but if he could swiftly devise a way out of this predicament, he might yet turn the tide. There was still a sliver of hope for a comeback. However, if he were to perish here, there would be no future, no chance of a resurgence.

The Sect Seniors held Lin Xuan in high regard. They wouldn't punish Lin Xuan on account of his life. His death now would be utterly inconsequential. As myriad thoughts raced through his mind, Hu Yuanhua came to a decision.

In the next instant, bracing against the excruciating pain wracking his body, he summoned the last vestiges of his True Qi for one final strike. A formidable blaze of sword energy burst forth, only to be instantly obliterated by the force of Lin Xuan's palm. Seizing the momentum, Hu Yuanhua executed a swift retreat, moving several hundred meters back in moments.

The relentless palm energy continued its descent, ultimately crashing down upon the arena with a thunderous explosion. The arena was decimated in an instant, debris scattering in all directions. A blanket of smoke and dust swiftly enveloped the entire Fighting Arena.

Outside the square, the ears of many Inner Sect disciples rang painfully from the blast, with traces of blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.

A barrage of shattered stones flew like arrows, piercing through numerous disciples and inflicting severe injuries once more. The arena descended into pandemonium, filled with the sounds of anguished cries.

Not far off, Hu Yuanhua descended from the platform, his complexion ashen. He couldn't help but cough up fresh blood, his clothes stained a deep crimson. His presence had weakened significantly, clearly indicating the gravity of his wounds.

It took some time for the onlookers outside the square to regain their composure, their attention returning to the competition.

Then, a fierce wind howled through, clearing the air of white smoke and dust. The aftermath of the battle on the Fighting Arena was revealed for all to see. The platform that had hosted the previous clash was now a pile of rubble, and the entire square was riddled with cracks, threatening to split open at any moment.

Lin Xuan stood atop the platform, observing the scene with a calm demeanor. His attire remained immaculate, untouched by even a hint of dust. His expression was stoic, betraying no sign of the recent turmoil.

A hush fell over the platform as the crowd stood agape, stunned into silence, their minds too clouded to process what had happened. They were rendered speechless by the shock.

It was only after several long moments that people began to come to their senses, a collective gasp rippling through the crowd. The spectators erupted into fervent debate.

"Isn't this too terrifying?"

"The Fighting Arena is in ruins, the platform destroyed. It's horrifying!"

"Are you sure this was a duel between Inner Sect disciples? The level of destruction is astounding!"

"Is this the extent of Lin Xuan's power? He's incredibly strong!"

The crowd buzzed with exclamations, their gaze fixed on Lin Xuan, still visibly shaken.

The match had pitted Lin Xuan against Hu Yuanhua, a renowned contender on the Inner Sect's Strong List. Many had anticipated a fierce and spectacular showdown, with Hu Yuanhua expected to emerge victorious. The Strong List, after all, was designed to rank the elite disciples of the Inner Sect, each member possessing the potential of a true disciple.

Yet Lin Xuan, a mere beginner who had joined the sect less than two months prior, had defied all expectations. Despite his short tenure, he had already achieved numerous miracles and shattered record after record.

Despite his relatively short time in cultivation, he had not yet come into his full power.

He was merely an average disciple within the Inner Sect's Qi Transformation Stage.

Managing to spar with a Strong List expert like Hu Yuanhua for a few exchanges was already quite an achievement.

It seemed unlikely he could endure for long, let alone secure a victory.

Yet, to everyone's astonishment, the outcome was the complete antithesis of their expectations.

Hu Yuanhua began with a probing attack, which Lin Xuan effortlessly deflected.

Then, Hu Yuanhua went all out, unleashing his full might and igniting two powerful Concepts in a fierce assault on Lin Xuan.

But to no avail.

With just two palm strikes, Lin Xuan neutralized Hu Yuanhua's fiercest offense.

Ultimately, Hu Yuanhua sustained severe injuries.

Lin Xuan's two strikes left the Fighting Arena in ruins, reducing the original platform to a heap of rubble.

Yet Lin Xuan himself remained unscathed, his aura undisturbed.

The chasm between their abilities was as vast as the heavens are from the earth, beyond imagination.

The crowd was utterly dumbfounded, struggling to accept the reality before them.

Even as the scene unfolded before their eyes, it seemed more like a fantastical illusion.

It just didn't seem possible.

Only then did everyone truly grasp the extent of Lin Xuan's formidable power.

With merely two attacks, he had gravely wounded the Strong List contender, Hu Yuanhua.

He had even demolished the entire Fighting Arena.

What's more, Lin Xuan had previously demonstrated only 10% of his sword intent.

This time, he hadn't even employed any Concept.

His martial prowess alone was enough to wield such fearsome might!

Even if he wasn't quite at the level of a successor brother, his strength was surely enough to place him high on the Strong List—possibly even in the top ten.

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