Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

Just as Yun Ming was about to assume a fighting stance and retaliate, Lin Xiu gave him no chance, gripping his scythe tightly and swiftly reaping the kill.

His speed is completely unlike that of a power-attack type; it's more like the speed of an agility-attack type—no! It should be even faster!

The tip of the scythe was already aimed at Yun Ming's brow, clearly intended to kill him.

Sitting on the stage, Lin Zhidong was about to intervene. This was just an ordinary sparring match; it would be a bad thing if someone died, especially since it was still the enrollment period.

How could a genius like Yun Ming admit defeat so easily? He reacted quickly, immediately unleashing his first soul skill, "First Soul Skill, Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies!"

Yun Ming gripped the Sky-Piercing Spear with one hand, and the spear suddenly hummed and trembled, with pale golden soul power bursting out from the spear.

He suddenly slammed his wrist down, and the spear swung fiercely upwards, instantly colliding with Lin Xiu's scythe.

Bang!

A tremendous sound echoed throughout the arena, and the powerful collision between the two sent shards of stone and dust flying everywhere.

Lin Xiu looked at Yun Ming, who had just come to his senses, and said calmly, "You reacted quickly. I thought you were going to have your head cut off."

"You really are a madman!" Yun Ming never expected Lin Xiu to say such a thing, so he stopped holding back and unleashed his second soul skill, "Sky-Supporting Barrier."

Yun Ming gripped the Sky-Piercing Spear vertically with one hand, slamming the spearhead heavily onto the ground, and golden soul power exploded along the shaft.

Centered on the spear, a towering, thick square wall of light suddenly rose from the ground, instantly blasting Lin Xiu several meters away before he came to a stop.

Lin Xiu steadied himself and looked at Yun Ming, who had used his second soul skill to create distance between himself and Yun Ming. His expression remained as indifferent as ever. He twirled the scythe in his hand with one hand, as if he were a hunter enjoying the thrill of the game with his prey.

"Huff~ Huff~ Huff" At this moment, Yun Ming gripped the spear tightly, panting heavily. He never expected that after using two soul skills, he couldn't even hurt the opponent in the slightest, and instead consumed a lot of soul power.

I must come up with a way to break this deadlock.

In the stands, many freshmen watched the two fight back and forth with great excitement, completely oblivious to who would be the final winner.

Many of the veterans had already figured out who the final winner would be. For example, Zheng Tiansheng, watching the back-and-forth match below the stage, suddenly became bored. "Don't call me for this kind of match anymore."

"What's wrong?" His companion looked at Zheng Tiansheng curiously and asked.

"No need to look, Lin Xiu will be the final winner."

Zheng Tiansheng stared at Lin Xiu, who was playing cat and mouse with him below the stage, with great apprehension, and gave his answer.

Upon hearing this, his companion immediately retorted, "But Yun Ming hasn't used his third soul skill yet."

"Lin Xiu hasn't used any of his three soul skills yet."

As soon as Zheng Tiansheng said this, his companion immediately realized, "That's right!"

On the arena, Lin Xiu hadn't even used a single soul skill, while Yun Ming had already used two. His gaze fell once more on the two people below who were fighting back and forth, and he finally noticed something.

"This guy is just like you, really cunning," his companion couldn't help but comment, looking at Zheng Tiansheng.

"Heh~" Zheng Tiansheng laughed upon hearing this. "At least I wouldn't do that, treating people like fools."

He could tell that Lin Xiu was the kind of hunter who, upon discovering that his prey was weak, lost interest in hunting and only wanted to humiliate it, even finding killing it the most boring outcome.

What Lin Xiu wanted to do was to be thorough...

Thinking of this, Zheng Tiansheng couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. His venomous eyes were fixed on Lin Xiu's retreating figure as he muttered to himself, "He clearly doesn't possess a venomous snake martial soul, yet he's more venomous than me, someone who does!"

He finally understood why his grandmother spoke so highly of the two of them; he himself was probably just an ordinary venomous snake in her eyes.

At this moment on the stage, Yun Ming finally realized the key point: although he was fighting back and forth with Lin Xiu, he felt like he was being toyed with by his opponent with every attack, or even being played with like prey.

Lin Xiu looked at Yun Ming, who had once again distanced himself from him, and couldn't help but ask, "What? Not attacking anymore?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ming gripped his Sky-Piercing Spear tightly and angrily asked, "Do you completely disregard me?!"

He was now absolutely certain that Lin Xiu in front of him truly did not regard him as an opponent, but only felt an absurd sense of being treated like a toy.

"That's right." Lin Xiu answered Yun Ming's question without any hesitation, "You're too weak. I really don't know how to attack you without hurting you."

These words sounded like they were meant to help you, out of concern that you might hurt the other person by going too far, but to the genius Yun Ming, they came across as a blatant provocation and insult.

However, Lin Xiu said these words intentionally. When people are angry, they are least rational and easiest to deal with.

"Third Soul Skill, Spear Strike Like a Dragon!"

Yun Ming suddenly shuddered in anger, and the Sky-Piercing Spear thrust forward abruptly, its golden light surging forth.

His immense soul power surged forth from the tip of the spear, transforming into a gigantic dragon phantom with gilded scales and claws. Its head was ferocious, and its body was accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, as it charged forward with the force of the spear.

The dragon-shaped spear light was extremely fast, and the sound of it cutting through the air was ear-piercing. The airflow was torn apart wherever it passed, and the space of the arena was slightly distorted.

The giant dragon rammed into Lin Xiu, as if Yun Ming was about to kill him instantly with a single shot.

Lin Xiu looked up at the unstoppable attack in front of him. He chose to take the hit head-on, clashing his scythe with Yun Ming's third soul skill. He didn't even use the soul skill, or rather, he couldn't use it at all.

However, as I said before, in this era, his appearance signifies the strongest!

Wang Linzhi, who was sitting on the stage, suddenly stood up. He was really afraid that his precious apprentice Lin Xiu would get hurt.

The students on the stage watched intently as the two fought; this was the moment to decide the winner.

Zheng Tiansheng looked at Lin Xiu, who chose to withstand the attack without using his soul skill, with a puzzled expression, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't this guy a bit too arrogant?"

What happened next left everyone present dumbfounded.

The loud clanging of metal echoed throughout the ring and the audience.

Just when everyone thought Yun Ming would win, a bizarre scene unfolded. Yun Ming's attack vanished instantly, and then Lin Xiu kicked him away. What the hell was going on?

Even Yun Ming himself was dumbfounded. Why did his attack suddenly disappear?!

Only Lin Xiu knew the truth about all of this. His authority was not authority, and the scythe was a manifestation of his authority. Therefore, his rejection of Yun Ming's attack and its nullification was also a heaven-defying ability brought about by his authority, provided that the opponent was weaker than him.

Since Yun Ming is two levels lower than Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu can use his scythe to negate or weaken his attack.

Therefore, whether he has a soul skill or not makes absolutely no difference to him, and he has already completely achieved his true goal.

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