Martial Universe: Starting with Lin Langtian, who crippled Lin Dong's father.

Chapter 113 Afraid You Won't Fly

As dark clouds reappeared, the temperature in the stadium suddenly dropped a few degrees.

An extremely powerful aura emanated from the ghost puppet, enveloping the entire summit of Snow Spirit Mountain.

next moment.

Suddenly, a black and red head full of fangs sprouted from the empty neck of the ghost puppet, looking extremely ferocious.

Lin Langtian observed the ghost puppet in the sky.

This thing is actually pretty good.

He possesses strength roughly equivalent to the Third Stage Nirvana Realm.

Although compared to Xue Luo, Lan Zhan is still somewhat inferior.

However, compared to the entire ancient battlefield, this is already considered a very good level of strength.

Knew it.

Few of the prodigies of these super dynasties are simpletons.

The profound significance contained within the four characters "Super Dynasty" is unmatched by any other power.

Lin Langtian pursed his lips, revealing a hint of anticipation.

Dark clouds, please be sure to drift away.

otherwise.

How should I make a move...?

Just as Yin Yun was about to make his move, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He looked around suspiciously, but couldn't find anything wrong.

Those who met his gaze swallowed hard, nervously looking away, afraid of being targeted by this ruthless star.

Forget it, let's win the match first and then worry about it.

He shook his head, putting his earlier doubts out of his mind.

Yin Yun looked at Lin Qing'er, who was standing ready opposite him, his face full of excitement.

"Hehehe, it's your honor to be Ghost Puppet's first opponent!"

However, he was met only with a sharp sword beam.

"Bang!"

The black fog dissipated.

The spot where the ghost puppet had stood was now completely deserted.

Dark clouds loomed before him.

The ghost puppet stood silently, one hand raised in a blocking stance.

Traces of sword energy still remained on the arm shrouded in black mist.

Soon, the black energy surged and repaired the wound completely in the blink of an eye.

Ghost Puppet raised his arm and looked at Lin Qing'er with a puzzled expression.

Clearly, the attack did not cause it any damage.

On the contrary, this silent mockery was overwhelming.

Faced with such mockery, Lin Qing'er was not angry, but stared at the ghost puppet with a solemn expression.

This thing made her feel a little helpless.

next moment.

A thick black mist rose from the spot where the ghost puppet was, obscuring its form.

Dark clouds gathered again in the sky, completely obscuring the sunlight, and for a moment, the entire mountaintop became gloomy.

The black fog dissipated.

At the same time, the figure of the ghost puppet also disappeared.

In an instant.

The entire mountain fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their hearts pounding with unease as they warily surveyed their surroundings, fearing that the dark clouds might use some underhanded tricks to harm them, the onlookers.

Lin Langtian also raised his longsword and held it in front of him.

Her beautiful eyes warily scanned her surroundings.

The quiet atmosphere didn't last long.

A strange, eerie wind suddenly blew by.

Lin Qing'er's expression hardened slightly, and she instantly slashed her long sword behind her.

"boom!"

As the sword light shone, the sword energy carrying endless sharpness also moved accordingly. The sharp blade seemed to cleave through the void, slashing fiercely.

The sword energy descended.

Ripples also appeared in that empty space.

A sonic boom suddenly erupted.

"Buzz!"

next moment.

The two figures vanished simultaneously, only to reappear a hundred feet away under the watchful eyes of countless people.

In a short time.

in the sky.

The explosions continued.

Two powerful auras intertwined and clashed repeatedly.

The immense power caused ripples to spread throughout the surrounding space.

In the sky, dark clouds were constantly being shaken apart, only to surge and gather again, filling the gaps with the sunlight.

On the giant rock.

Lin Langtian remained calm.

As a talisman master, his mental strength far surpasses that of other experts of the same level, which also makes his perception much sharper.

Therefore, he understood the current battle situation better than anyone else present.

Although they appear to be evenly matched.

But if this continues, Lin Qing'er will definitely be the one to lose.

That's understandable.

After all, Lin Qing'er's strength was already weak, and after the dark clouds condensed into a ghost puppet, the gap between the two of them widened by two minor realms!

If it weren't for having a sword heart, and the fact that sword cultivators have a restraining effect on ghost cultivators.

Lin Qing'er had already lost.

They've already won three times, and are just one win away from gaining control of the Taiqing Spirit Pool.

In other words.

If Lin Qing'er wins, then this sparring match will be over.

But if one loses, the outcome of the battle will return to a level playing field.

At that time, all the pressure will fall on Bei Mu.

Lan Zhan and the others looked solemn, frowning as they gazed at the ripples coming from the sky.

A one-on-one contest.

They could only watch helplessly, unable to offer any real assistance.

However, Lin Qing'er's ability to hold on for so long has exceeded their expectations.

After all, challenging someone of a higher level is not something everyone can do.

Moreover, among geniuses of the same rank, it is even more difficult, with more demanding conditions, and is extremely challenging.

"Bang!"

A thunderous roar resounded through the sky.

Many people were shocked to the point of turning pale, experiencing excruciating pain in their ears, and some even had blood oozing from their ears.

(End of this chapter)