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The first twenty-one rounds of battles in the seventh group were quickly over. The battles on the field could be said to be marvelous beyond compare.

Normally, these official disciples cultivated martial skills together, so they didn't feel anything. Since it was Limu's first time seeing these exquisite martial skills, his eyes naturally lit up, and his yearning for becoming an official disciple of True Martial Sect increased even more.

As the second round of the finals was about to begin, Limu could not help but feel nervous.

After the first round of knockout, the seven people who won the seven groups of disciples were all martial arts geniuses with deep cultivation. There were two people under Deacon Ye, one was Mo Yuhan, and the other was Yue Zhongyang. Including Limu, there were three honorary disciples.

Although Deacon Ye was standing on top of the huge coiling dragon pillar, he must be in an excellent mood at the moment.

The second round of the finals had officially begun. Limu, along with the seven groups of winning disciples, had entered the stage to draw the bamboo sticks for the second round of the competition.

The bamboo stick Limu drew in this round had two words written on it — A 1!

The disciple that drew first place would be the disciple that made it to the first round of the second round. The disciple that Limu was going to face would be the disciple that drew second place.

After drawing the lot, Mo Yuhan shot an inquiring gaze at Limu. Limu, who was standing on the stage, did not leave. This was equivalent to telling Mo Yuhan what kind of bamboo stick he had drawn.

The other six disciples all walked down the arena, leaving behind Limu and a boy around the age of eleven or twelve with an ordinary appearance and a restrained aura.

Limu, with a bamboo stick in his hand, bowed and cupped his fist towards the boy opposite him. He bowed and said, "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Limu has drawn A 1."

"Young Master Zhang, second place!" The boy looked extremely haughty as he stared at Limu. He casually threw the bamboo stick in his hand towards the tube that was drawing the lots, but the stick steadily fell into the tube that was about ten feet away from him.

This technique seemed very ordinary, but it was able to control the power of the Yuan Yang.

Limu slowly walked towards the bamboo tube and placed the bamboo stick in his hand into the tube.

"Junior is an honorary disciple, how about you make your move first?" Although Young Master Zhang had an ordinary appearance, he had a calm and indifferent temperament that surpassed his age as he spoke indifferently.

Limu's Mighty Heavenly Bestowal Body's 72 Consecutive Slashes required a surprise victory, but it was not suitable for him to make the first move. He immediately smiled and said, "Senior brother is the best, senior brother should make the first move."

Limu begged the other party to make the first move. In the eyes of others, it was obvious that Limu was looking down on him.

Previously, he won three rounds consecutively, but now, he did not even put Limu in his heart. However, Limu had given up on his first attack. Even though Zhang Shaofu had a calm character, he was still a child.

"Good!" "Since Junior Brother has agreed, I will not be polite!" Young Master Zhang said in a deep voice.

Pow

Thunderous claps rang out as four palms of his own appeared in succession. His power was not ordinary at all.

The wind was howling beneath his feet as he charged towards Limu at lightning speed.

Limu's expression turned serious. The other party was using this set of palm technique: Wave Surge Palm.

Even though Limu hadn't cultivated it yet, Mo Yuhan had already taught Limu the mastery of this set of palm techniques. Limu also had some understanding of this set of palm technique, but the appearance of this set of palm techniques by Young Master Zhang was completely different.

The crowd of disciples saw that Zhang Shaofu's palm contained the most exquisite technique of the Shocking Waves Palm, and they secretly made friends with it in their hearts. However, the speed of this palm strike was very fast, the four palms were continuous, and the footwork was even more steady. It seemed like the first palm would land on Limu's forehead, while the second one was approaching Limu's right chest.

Mo Yuhan opened her mouth to remind him, but it was too late.

In an instant, Limu's body was like a ghost, whoosh! "Whiz!" "Whiz!" The three sliding steps were like a snake moving along Zhang Shaofu's body. The two sliding steps were close enough to avoid his palms.

When Zhang Shaofu saw Limu's strange movement technique, he was also surprised. However, in the next moment, he swept away all of his enemies with a single strike and his right leg quickly swept towards Limu who was about to escape.

Limu seemed to have anticipated the opponent's counter attack. He landed one foot on the ground, while the other stomped on the right knee joint that the opponent shot at him.

Limu's two dodges seemed to be anticipated. He was already prepared before the opponent made any moves.

Limu's kick was very light instead of heavy on the knee joint. However, Limu's body jumped up and with two kicks, he landed on the shoulders of the other party. Limu flew into the air and landed 30 feet behind Zhang Shaofu.

Young Master Zhang turned around sharply, his expression clearly showing that he was angry and humiliated, as if he was being toyed with by the other party.

His palms gathered the power of the Yuan Yang once again and hummed. A faint white light appeared on his palms like lightning. He quickly charged toward Limu who had just landed.

The two tornados carried by his palms were like dragons in the ocean. The palms of his hands were not even close to Limu's body yet, and the wind from his palms already blew away the white robe on Limu's body.

Limu's eyes narrowed. When the opponent's palms were about to hit him, his body spun in the air and the force of the opponent's palms instantly turned into nothing. Limu's body passed through the opponent's palms and landed behind Zhang Shaofu.

Deacon Ye, who was standing on top of the huge coiling dragon pillar, couldn't help but be shocked. He exchanged glances with the other deacons, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that the movement technique that Limu displayed was too mysterious.

Limu had been training hard for more than ten months, and his lower body techniques were already on the verge of success. Coupled with his training in the Seven Stars Plum Blossom Timber Pile Stance Technique, the cultivation technique on his legs was no worse than these kids.

However, Limu always predicted Limu to take the initiative and easily dodged the attacks. However, after dozens of rounds, Limu did not counterattack, but he did not fall into a disadvantageous position. On the contrary, Zhang Shaofu was always held back by Limu.

Shocking Waves Palm was indeed different from the others. If it wasn't for the fact that he was there and had seen the Shocking Waves Palm from the True Martial Sect Deacon's guidance, Limu would have underestimated the power of the Shocking Waves Palm.

The fact that Limu could handle the second round of disciples so easily on the stage definitely exceeded the expectations of many disciples, which made Deacon Ye even more perplexed. Every time Limu was able to take advantage of an opponent, if he did not have this kind of martial arts talent, then it was because he had studied the opponent's martial arts techniques.

After dozens of rounds of sparring, Limu had already figured out the Tremor Palm's proficiency and the acumen.

Zhang Shaotian's heart was burning with anxiety. He could see that his opponent was adept at handling his attacks, which obviously made him feel awkward. Moreover, he had used almost all of his ultimate techniques, yet the opponent had not used any strength at all.

Limu lightly looked at Zhang Shaofu, who looked calm and composed. Zhang Shaofu was full of energy, so he increased the Yuan Yang power in his body to 120%. He threw a palm strike towards Limu's head.

This strike could be said to be world-shaking. It could also be said to contain all the advantages of the Tremor Palm in an attempt to end this battle with a single strike.

Limu saw the opponent's palm strike cut through the air. It was extremely powerful, and was slightly different from the one he used when he was fighting previously.

Limu's expression became serious as he also found a loophole in the opponent's desperate attack. When the crowd saw this, they could not help but sneer and think that Limu's small body could not block this palm. Moreover, an honorary disciple, no matter how powerful his cultivation was, would not be able to block a full powered attack from Zhang Shaoru.

In a split-second, Zhang Shaofu's face revealed a fiendish smile. His left hand shot out with a single palm, while his right palm shot out from his chest. This palm attack was from the extremely vicious Black Tiger Heart.

Seeing Limu's palm about to hit his body, it was already unavoidable. The palm that was hidden in Young Master Zhang's chest came out viciously again, causing Mo Yuhan to panic on the side. She was afraid that Limu would be crippled by this palm and could not care less as she shouted, reminding Limu: "Wooden! Be careful of his right palm! "

Limu's expression darkened. It was obvious that he had nowhere to retreat to. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart and his body trembled! In an instant, Limu's body's aura completely burst forth. The sound that came out from his bones resounded throughout the arena. Without a doubt, Limu's Bone Refining stage cultivation had manifested itself.

Limu's palms turned into blades, and like a storm, he quickly slashed at the opponent's head! At the same time, he used the Big Dipper Plum Blossom Timber Pile's footwork technique and dodged the opponent's hidden palms from the side. Then, his hands continuously slashed at the opponent's right wrist and elbow.

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With four consecutive sounds, the joints of Zhang Shaofu's hands, wrists, right elbows, and left ribs were forcefully cut into pieces by Limu! It let out a crisp sound of 'kacha', 'kacha'!

Ah!

After being slashed four times by Limu, the pain caused by his broken bones caused Zhang Shaofeng to scream in pain. His body fell to the ground on one knee with the sound of the ring.

When Young Master Zhang turned his head and stared at Limu in dissatisfaction, the top of his head just happened to meet Limu's fifth knife and stopped right in the middle of his forehead.