Divine Replication System

The top hundred qualifiers were still going on in an orderly manner.    

At this moment, many people had already gone through several battles. The Fate Consolidating wrapped around their bodies couldn't even maintain its snake shape, and they were eliminated.    

Some of them were also on the verge of being eliminated.    

Only a small portion of the warriors were still relatively stable.    

The advancement competition's progress was rather fast.    

But so far, there had been no battles between powerhouses in the six arenas.    

Not to mention the top ten, there weren't even any battles between the top twenty.    

Obviously, there was a set of corresponding rules for the distribution of opponents in Ancient Martial Arena.    

Not long after, Lin Xuan's competition token vibrated once again.    

It was his turn again.    

This time, Lin Xuan's opponent was no longer ordinary.    

He was one of the more powerful participating martial artists near the sixth ring, Zhang Wencheng, who was ranked 32nd on the last Profound Essence List.    

His cultivation wasn't low either, he had reached the Spiritual Essence Stage level 9.    

Not long after, the two of them arrived on the stage, facing each other from afar.    

Lin Xuan and Zhang Wencheng were both powerful martial artists near the sixth arena. They had the potential to be ranked at the front of the Profound Essence List.    

The battle between the two naturally attracted the attention of the martial artists near the sixth arena.    

Even the martial artists around the other rings cast their gazes over.    

On the arena.    

"Lin Xuan, your talent is indeed very strong. I am inferior to you!    

I just don't know if your strength is worthy of your Rank 8 talent!"    

Zhang Wencheng looked at Lin Xuan and said coldly.    

"You don't have to worry about whether I am worthy of it or not.    

Your Fate Consolidating is not bad. If I devour it, I should be able to enter the top 100. "    

Lin Xuan looked at Zhang Wencheng's silver Flood Dragon of Fortune and said indifferently.    

As for Zhang Wencheng's attribute panel, he had seen it before.    

He was slightly stronger than Luo Qichen.    

But there was nothing worth duplicating.    

"You are so arrogant!"    

When Zhang Wencheng heard this, his face showed some anger.    

"Kid, I would like to see what kind of ability you have!"    

Zhang Wencheng shouted angrily.    

"Level 3 Wave Palm!"    

Zhang Wencheng shouted in a low voice and struck out three palms in a row.    

A blue ripple of level 3 water emerged, and it condensed into a huge wave that was dozens of feet in size. It then crushed towards Lin Xuan.    

He also activated the Artistic Conception of Water and the other large Concept.    

The air became moist wherever it passed. Raindrops began to fall.    

The sky also became dark.    

He used his own strength to change a part of the heavenly phenomena.    

This was the might of a martial artist.    

The power of this palm strike was so powerful that even an ordinary Late Spiritual Essence Stage wouldn't be able to withstand it.    

They might even be killed in an instant.    

Lin Xuan, however, had a calm expression on his face as he pointed his finger out.    

"Star Shattering Point!"    

In a split second, a beam of starlight flashed across the Void and landed on the water-like palm print.    

In an instant, the water-like palm print shattered, turning into countless streams of water that flowed in all directions.    

"You are indeed very strong!"    

Zhang Wencheng's expression became serious, and he struck out several more palms.    

"Then take three more palm strikes from me!"    

"Nine Heavy Water Heavenly Yuan Devastating Palm!"    

The nine palms turned into a pure black palm print that was ten meters large.    

The Artistic Conception of Water and the other large Concept also rose once again.    

The might of the enormous black palm print had increased by several times compared to the previous palm print.    

The entire arena seemed to have become dim and moist because of this enormous black palm print.    

Even an ordinary Spiritual Essence Stage Peak wouldn't be able to withstand this palm print.    

When the surrounding martial artists saw this, their hearts shivered.    

They now had a clearer understanding of the combat strength of the geniuses who were at the top of the Profound Essence List.    

As for the Ming Chang Royal Family area on the east side of the grandstand.    

When the people of the Drifting Cloud Sect saw this scene, they were shocked as well.    

No one among them could withstand such a powerful palm strike.    

They didn't know if Lin Xuan could handle it.    

Even Nie Xiong, who knew that Lin Xuan had extraordinary talent and had great confidence in Lin Xuan, had a serious expression on his face.    

He didn't have absolute confidence.    

He could only wait for Lin Xuan's next performance.    

On the arena.    

Lin Xuan shook his head.    

"You are too weak!"    

"One Finger Star Finger!"    

It was still the same martial art from before.    

A beam of starlight flew out, and the light became even brighter. He used a few more Spiritual Essence.    

In the blink of an eye, the starlight seemed to have penetrated through the Void.    

It landed on the huge black palm print.    

In an instant, the huge black palm print collapsed.    

It turned into countless streams of water and dissipated.    

It was as if it had no power to resist.    

However, the starlight did not reduce in the slightest as it continued to attack Zhang Wencheng.    

"How is this possible? How can you be so strong?"    

Zhang Wencheng's facial expression changed drastically as he felt a great threat approaching.    

He quickly used his magic to dodge.    

But it was too late.    

The starlight had already fallen.    

Zhang Wencheng's protective Spiritual Essence was instantly torn apart.    

It was as if Zhang Wencheng had been hit by a cannonball. He was sent flying hundreds of meters away and fell down from the arena.    

His body was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered. He looked extremely miserable.    

The surrounding martial artists were all shocked when they saw this.    

They had never thought that Zhang Wencheng, who was ranked 32nd, would be defeated by Lin Xuan just like that.    

And he was defeated so quickly.    

It was as if they were not on the same level.    

There was a commotion on the field.    

"Lin Xuan's talent has reached the Rank 8, but his strength is also so strong?"    

"Even Zhang Wencheng was defeated by two strikes. Isn't his strength a little too strong?"    

"I estimate that he might be able to enter the top 30 or even top 20 of the Profound Essence List."    

"As expected of a Rank 8. He really can't be compared to an ordinary genius!"    

"This Lin Xuan is really a dark horse!"    

The surrounding warriors discussed endlessly, and they couldn't help but cry out in shock.    

They were endlessly shocked by the strength that Lin Xuan displayed.    

That Zhang Wencheng was the genius who ranked 32nd in the last Profound Essence List, and he had once defeated a Spiritual Essence Stage Peak many times.    

But at this moment, he was defeated by Lin Xuan with just two strikes.    

Furthermore, Lin Xuan was only an Eighth Level of Spiritual Essence Stage, and his cultivation base was even lower than Zhang Wencheng's.    

This also showed how powerful Lin Xuan was, and how much stronger he was compared to them.    

Everyone was shocked by what they saw.    

With such combat strength, there was a high possibility that he could make it into the top 30, or even the top 20 of the Profound Essence List.    

This caused everyone to sigh with emotion.    

Below the sixth stage, there were only a few martial artists ranked in the top 20 of the Profound Essence List, and they still had combat strength.    

But their expressions were solemn. They did not have the confidence to win.    

The rest of them were even unable to raise the thought of fighting.