Supreme Martial God

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C71

"Fang Xing!"    

    

"Lin Yue!"    

    

As expected, the person opposite him was Faang Xia's brother, Fang Xing, who came over to bribe Lin Yue just now.    

    

The two of them told each other their names, and Fang Xing pulled out a great sword that was as bright as autumn water from his back. The sword tip glowed faintly with green light, and it was surprisingly a high quality Spirit Sword!    

    

"Just now, I gave you face, but you rejected it. Now, I will personally send you out of the Netherworld Sect!"    

    

"Fang Xing, chop him up for me!"    

    

"Brother Xing, be careful to use the advantage of the Spirit Sword in your hands. Big Brother believes in you!"    

    

Below the stage, the people of the Fang family were all cheering for Fang Xing. At the same time, they could not help but intimidate Lin Yue and scold him as a trash.    

    

Lin Hsing, who should have stopped all this before, stood in the corner with his eyes closed, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.    

    

He pretended not to hear the shouts that could affect the examiners' attitude as he said lightly, "We can begin our attack now."    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Fang Xing waved his arm, and the Spirit Sword moved as fast as lightning, descending from above and sliding towards Lin Yue's head.    

    

"Brother Xing's Hengkong Sword Art has improved again! "Even if he is at the second level of the Martial Master realm, he might not even be able to block this strike!"    

    

When Faang Xia saw Fang Xing's sword technique, his face revealed traces of excitement.    

    

The Sky Crossing Sword Art, the strongest sword art of the Fang family in Yuncheng. It was known for its speed and extreme speed, allowing it to cut across an area of 30 meters and pass right through the enemy's throat.    

    

Fang Xing's attack was very profound. Even though he was at the first level of the Martial Master realm, he had the Sky Sword Tactic and the Spirit Sword in his hand. The power he could unleash had reached the second level of the Martial Master realm!    

    

When the disciples of the other families below the arena saw this sword move, they were all shocked. They all estimated that if they were to encounter this kind of sword technique, they would have no chance of fighting back.    

    

"Brother Xing, don't kill him. Just cut off one of his arms."    

    

"Got it!" Fang Xing stared at the motionless Lin Yue with a cold smile, watching him stand blankly on the spot. The other party had obviously been scared silly by his sword attack.    

    

"Hmph, now do you know how powerful the Fang family is, idiot!" Fang Xing coldly laughed as the Hengkong Sword Art became even brighter.    

    

Lin Yue slowly raised his hand and placed it on the black dagger at his waist.    

    

He expressionlessly raised his head, his pupils turning into a deep darkness, locking onto the opponent in front of him.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

The Ghost Step was activated, like a bolt of lightning, it flew out a few meters.    

    

In the air, there was a flash of black light. The next moment, the two of them stood at each other's positions.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

"What just happened!?"    

    

"I thought I saw a flash of black lightning, and there seemed to be the faint sound of metal clashing."    

    

"The Fang family's movement technique is already fast enough, but that Lin Yue just now seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden. His speed seems to be even faster than Fang Xing's!"    

    

Below the stage, the scene that had just occurred was completely shocking. Besides a few old disciples behind him, no one else was able to tell what was going on.    

    

"Hmph, it's just a draw. Fang Xing, hurry up and use your sword art and defeat him in one go!" Someone among the disciples in charge of the method urged loudly.    

    

However, at this time, Faang Xia's face had already changed. He did not frown deeply as he looked at his younger brother worriedly.    

    

Under everyone's watch, the two of them who were originally motionless suddenly moved, Lin Yue turned around and sheathed his sword.    

    

Fang Xing's body slowly slid to the ground and knelt.    

    

"Puff!" His eyes turned incomparably hollow, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Only then did the oppressive feeling in his chest disappear.    

    

"Brother …" "I …"    

    

"Dong!" Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Xing suddenly fainted.    

    

"Little brother!" Faang Xia was shocked, he immediately jumped up onto the stage and checked on the pulse rate below, his face instantly becoming ashen.    

    

"Broken …" His meridians shattered! How could this be!? "How could this be!?"    

    

Faang Xia was suddenly like a ferocious beast. He suddenly stood up, fiercely stared at Lin Yue and roared: "Lin Yue, what despicable method did you use to actually break my brother's veins, you are ruthless!"    

    

"Fang Xing's tendons have been shattered!?"    

    

"It can't be. If his meridians are broken, then he'll become a cripple. He won't be able to cultivate any divine abilities for the rest of his life, so he might as well die."    

    

There was a flurry of discussion from below the stage. Lin Yue, on the other hand, stared emotionlessly at Faang Xia, and said indifferently: "Don't you slander us with your blood on us, there are three elders watching here. If I did something that went against the rules, would they not see?"    

    

"Moreover, it seems like it was you who had him cut off my arm. It isn't too much for me to go through the motions of courtesy and shatter his tendons, right?"    

    

Lin Yue sneered, shook his head, and walked down the stage from Faang Xia's side.    

    

Faang Xia clenched his teeth, and handed his brother over to his clan. He suddenly turned around, pointed at Lin Yue's back, and shouted: "Lin Yue, I want to go on the deathmatch with you!"    

    

"Boom!" The crowd below exploded in an uproar.    

    

"The Deathmatch Battlestage. After we go up, there will definitely be one death, Faang Xia is at the fourth level of the Martial Master realm, wouldn't killing Lin Yue be as easy as playing!?"    

    

Everyone turned to look at Lin Yue, awaiting his reply.    

    

Although in their hearts, they felt that Lin Yue would definitely not agree, they still couldn't help but want to see him agree. After all, this kind of thing was a good topic for discussion.    

    

Lin Yue frowned. Although he was not afraid of the Faang Xia, he was not confident of winning against a level 4 Martial Master. According to the sect rules, as long as the challenger did not agree, he would not go.    

    

But Lin Yue still hadn't made a sound. Lin Hsing, who had been constantly silent, walked over with a dark face, coldly looked at Lin Yue, and said: "Lin Yue, your attack just now was too vicious, and according to the sect's rules, you deserve to be punished. I can give you two choices now.    

    

Lin Yue was startled, and his frown deepened.    

    

The assessment rules only said that they were not to kill, that they were not allowed to kill, and did not say that they were not allowed to hurt anyone. Furthermore, among the examinees from just now, there had been situations where they were heavily injured, and Lin Hsing did not punish them.    

    

"Cough cough, what Junior Master Lin Hsing said is right. Lin Yue, pick one of these," A guardian elder had walked over at some point, with his hands clasped behind his back, and said indifferently.    

    

Lin Yue was immediately infuriated, it was obvious that these two had taken the initiative to change the rules, and wanted to make things difficult for him.    

    

"If I were to fall out now, it is very likely that they would pin a crime of disobedience on me, and directly expel me from the sect. I definitely cannot act rashly right now!" Lin Yue did his best to restrain himself from calming down.    

    

The reason for choosing to punish Lin Yue with the staff was because he knew that the person who executed the punishment must have been arranged by Lin Hsing himself. With fifty strokes, Lin Yue would immediately be severely injured, and might even be beaten to the point of not being able to get up.    

    

"I choose the Deathmatch Battlestage!" Lin Yue said through gritted teeth. He hesitated for a moment, he knew that it was impossible to avoid this attack.    

    

"Alright, there will be around two incense sticks of time until the assessment is over, all of you go to the death arena now, and in two incense sticks of time you must return to participate in the next round of the examination, if not, you will be deemed as forfeiting, and will be immediately disqualified!"    

    


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