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Who could deny that this was a fierce and evenly matched confrontation? Although Lin Feng had slain Huang Langtian, Su Yi appeared even stronger. After facing Lin Feng, who had already expended considerable energy, it was clear that Su Yi was in peak condition and ready to unleash a full-force strike, demonstrating an overwhelming advantage.
This guy was finally reaching his end! To have pushed him to this extent while also defeating one of the members of the Wang Ba Combination meant that he would surely gain fame in the Martial Arena. However, such an arrogant individual was destined to be a fleeting star. He thought this place was like those ordinary large cities outside? This was the Heavenly Destiny Sacred Ground, the most chaotic and dangerous place around!
The Martial Artists were laughing and discussing among themselves, mocking Lin Feng with wild abandon as they anticipated his demise. They reveled in the thought of watching Lin Feng being slain!
Wang Yin, on the other hand, was filled with worry. Yet, as a True Martial Eight Layers practitioner, there was little she could do to help. Once, she believed that being only nineteen and having reached True Martial Eight Layers made her a genius. But now, witnessing the ten-year-old Lin Feng, full of vigor and seemingly invincible, she truly understood what it meant to be a genius! She realized just how far behind she really was.
After a violent clash, the protective barrier dimmed significantly. If it weren't for Liu Referee continuously reinforcing it with all his might, the shockwaves would have already swept through.
As the smoke gradually cleared, everyone beheld a scene that left them in shock: one person standing tall while another knelt low in submission! How could this be? The crowd gasped in disbelief. They had expected that to win against Su Yi, it would be the kneeling figure who would triumph—and it seemed he was already dead!
This stirred a storm of emotions among the crowd. A Half-Step Spirit Martial Realm expert, hailing from Jiu Ding Mountain Villa, had been slain! How could such a powerful figure be defeated so easily? What kind of technique had that guy just used? It seemed unstoppable, and the might of his attack was perfectly demonstrated by the outcome.
Lin Feng was extremely satisfied with his Overlord Three Strikes, especially the third strike. Facing a defeated overlord, he had truly mastered the technique, delivering a blow that few could withstand. Coupled with the Holy Body and the enhancement from Jimi Yi, Lin Feng's full-force strike was not something a mere Half-Step Spirit Martial expert could resist. Even with his earlier attack, he possessed the combat power of the Lingwu First Layer.
However, the threat level he posed was nowhere near that of Wei Haohan from the Imperial Clan! At this moment, Wang Yin excitedly rushed to Lin Feng's side, disregarding Lin Feng's feelings or how others might perceive it, and directly embraced him.
"You were amazing! You were incredible!" Wang Yin exclaimed. "You actually killed that guy! And you took down the Wang Ba Combination in just three strikes!"
Wang Yin was overwhelmed with excitement, and at that moment, many Female Martial Cultivators were also shouting wildly.
"Lin Feng is invincible! Lin Feng is mighty! Lin Feng is the coolest!"
The cheers surged like crashing waves, one louder than the last. Lin Feng put away the spatial ring of the fallen opponent; he must have had quite a few valuable items. After all, he was a top talent from Jiu Ding Mountain Villa and ranked among the top ten monsters.
In this moment, regardless of whether it was Fox Fairy, Yang Wuming, or Zhang Fengjie, their gazes towards Lin Feng were filled with disdain.
The Lin Wang Combination had triumphed!
Ninth Victory!
Should we continue to the final match?
The referee, Liu, wore a broad smile as he inquired of Lin Feng, who stood outside the protective barrier.
"Let's continue," Lin Feng replied calmly.
Although he had expended considerable energy—half of it, in fact—he had consumed a Fifth-Rank Pill and was now employing his recovery technique to regain strength. By the time his opponent stepped onto the arena, he expected to have recovered somewhat.
With a little over half of his energy remaining, he was ready for the final showdown. Lin Feng did not underestimate anyone; he simply wanted to push himself to engage in a true life-and-death battle. He yearned for a fight as exhilarating as the one he had with Wei Haohan.
Liu and the other martial artists showed no signs of shock at Lin Feng's decision to continue. They had grown accustomed to his determination. If Lin Feng had chosen to withdraw, that would have truly surprised them!
The focus of the Martial Arena was now entirely on Lin Feng, who had achieved nine consecutive victories. It wasn't that there were no other nine-win combinations in the arena; rather, it was due to his individual prowess and the fact that he had fought without rest. More astonishingly, nearly every battle had ended in what could be described as a quick kill.
In his ninth match against the Wang Ba Combination, he had unleashed three strikes in succession, which had drained more of his energy than usual.
Everyone knew that within the Martial Realm, there were over a hundred combinations that had achieved nine consecutive victories. However, some had just recently reached this milestone and were too exhausted to continue; removing a third of them from contention. Others needed several days to recuperate and were currently resting instead of preparing to face Lin Feng.
After accounting for these factors, only about thirty combinations remained, all of which were incredibly strong and determined to achieve ten consecutive victories. Yet half of these thirty combinations were unwilling to fight Lin Feng.
Although Lin Feng was alone, bringing another person along would only be a burden. However, they found Lin Feng to be too peculiar, and believing their strength was comparable to the Wang Ba Combination, they were unwilling to take the risk.
With half of them gone, only fifteen remained. These fifteen were confident that they were stronger than the Wang Ba Combination!
"Are we really going to fight that guy? If we take him down, we could secure ten consecutive victories!"
"We'll just watch; this guy is no simpleton. No one is a fool!"
"If he dares to act this way, and with his impressive track record, I bet whoever faces him will end up dead!"
One individual from the Skywind Dynasty, Tian Jiao, stood with arms crossed, his deep-set eyes sparkling like stars.
He wasn't the only one with such thoughts. Thirteen more teams withdrew from the daily battles. In the end, only two combinations remained, each believing they could defeat Lin Feng and thus became the center of attention.
Both combinations aimed to reap the rewards without wanting to concede ground. This gave Lin Feng plenty of time to recover his strength. After all, following the Star Moon Realm, the Nine Star Emperor Art had also granted Lin Feng a rapid recovery feature.
As everyone grew impatient, thinking that this delay would only give Lin Feng a breather—making him even harder to deal with—the two combinations appeared foolish!
If they continued to drag things out, that guy would regain considerable strength! Yang Wuming seemed more anxious than anyone else and couldn't help but curse at these two teams.
However, other martial artists didn't share this view. Even if he recovered quickly, it would still just be one person; that Wu Eight-Layer Woman was clearly not impressive.
Regardless of which combination faced him, they could easily crush him. After all, both their backgrounds and strengths were at an elite level!
Since no decision could be reached, they might as well go in together!
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