Ah Chou, who was at the side, was extremely shocked!
One must know that Linghu Song's cultivation level was the same as Ah Chou's. They were both at the peak of the Viscera Refinement Realm. His punch could reach 20 cauldrons, and his voice could travel ten miles. Compared to Wu Yan, he was one small realm higher.
The battle between Xiao Han and Wu Yan was still vivid in his mind. He had almost been killed on the spot.
Linghu Song's strength was double of Wu Yan's. How could Xiao Han fight him?
After watching the battle between the two geniuses, Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran, the many outer sect disciples were about to leave.
Suddenly, something strange happened. Linghu Song challenged Xiao Han.
They all stopped in their tracks.
Of course, it was expected that Linghu Song would challenge Xiao Han.
Putting aside the fact that Xiao Han had crippled Linghu Song's cousin, the genius new disciple, Linghu Xuan, just a moment ago in the canteen, Xiao Han had suddenly used a trick to force Linghu Song to kneel. This was a great humiliation. Even the waters of three rivers and five lakes would not be able to wash away this humiliation!
A martial artist's spirit would rather break than bend!
However, what many outer court disciples couldn't figure out was that Xiao Han actually agreed right away!
Wasn't this live target shaking a little too much?
Just a few days after entering the outer sect, he had already fought against Wu Yan, who was at the middle stage of the Viscera Refining realm. Now, he had even accepted a challenge from a martial artist at the peak of the Viscera Refining realm.
The ignorant are truly fearless …
At this moment, Xiao Han closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, the aura and sharpness in his eyes were deeply hidden, like a treasured sword returning to its scabbard.
Just now, Xiao Han comprehended the true meaning of the general trend from the battle between Ling Fei Yu and Meng Ran.
The first form of the Son of Heaven's Divine Fist, Sovereign's Descent, Xiao Han had already thoroughly grasped the essence of it!
Xiao Han was confident that he could use this incomparably domineering fist technique!
He had just comprehended a killer move and was itching to test it out. Now, someone had come to him to test his fist. How could Xiao Han not agree?
Furthermore, the more he practiced the Son of Heaven's Divine Fist, the more powerful Xiao Han's mentality became. Naturally, a kind of "if I can't do it, who else can?" attitude was born in his heart.
If he avoided a challenge from a mere Viscera Refining martial artist, then what was the point of cultivating martial arts?
How was he going to advance into the Supreme Zhenqi Realm in the future?
The raging battle intent roared in Xiao Han's body.
The next moment, Xiao Han actually took the initiative to walk towards a stage!
"Huh?" Yang Lei's face darkened.
"Linghu Song, are you confident?"
Linghu Song's eyes were bloodshot. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yang Lei. He's just a Bone Tempering ant.
I'm not trash like Wu Yan.
This live target could take a hundred punches from Wu Yan and not die, but he couldn't take a single punch from me!
My strength is double of Wu Yan's! "He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a carefree expression appeared on his face.
"Little bastard, you've humiliated me again and again. Today, I'll skin you alive, tear apart your bones, dig out your heart, and crush your brain. I'll let you die a horrible death!"
"Senior Brother Yang Lei, I'm going up," Linghu Song said eagerly.
"Mm." Yang Lei nodded. He was a meticulous man who always planned before taking action. After thinking about it, he could not figure out how Xiao Han could have defeated Linghu Song.
"Linghu Song, that brat's bone exploding sounds are very explosive. However, you are a peak Viscera Refinement martial artist, so you won't be harmed by it.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yang Lei. This kid will definitely die!" Linghu Song also walked into the arena.
After the two of them stood still in the arena.
The outer sanctum disciples below the arena all turned their attention to the battle.
With the battle between Ling Feiyu and Meng Ran as a precedent, the battle between Xiao Han and Linghu Song seemed particularly childish.
The difference was more than a few levels.
Many of the outer sanctum disciples wanted to leave immediately.
However, Xiao Han's fighting style was too unique. He traded his life for his opponent's, which was different from ordinary people. It was also a rare sight to see.
Therefore, none of the outer sanctum disciples left at that moment.
They were all watching with great interest.
"That live target, Xiao Han, is in the arena again!
Hehe, his physique is as strong as a wild beast. Last time, no matter how Wu Yan beat him up, he didn't die. Instead, he counterattacked and killed Wu Yan.
Let's see if he can withstand Linghu Song's attack this time. "
"I don't think he can.
Linghu Song has 20 cauldrons of strength, and Wu Yan only has 10 cauldrons of strength.
Xiao Han might be killed by Linghu Song in an instant. "
"It'll definitely be an instant kill!
In the canteen just now, Linghu Song knelt to Xiao Han. That's worse than killing him.
Linghu Song is a vengeful person. There's no room for him to play around. He'll definitely use a killing move as soon as he gets into the arena. "
…
Ah Chou couldn't do anything about Xiao Han. He couldn't persuade him, so he could only watch uneasily from below the arena.
On the arena.
Linghu Song's muscles, bones, and skin were bouncing. His body emitted the roar of a tiger and a dragon. His organs were wriggling like a giant beast grinding its teeth. His long hair fluttered without any wind, and his aura was rising steadily!
However, Xiao Han didn't move at all. His aura was like wood or stone, faintly discernible, making it hard for people to grasp.
"One move!" Linghu Song yelled at Xiao Han.
Xiao Han's gaze was empty, and he didn't reply.
"One move, and I'll smash you into pieces!"
Suddenly, Linghu Song raised his right palm. A faint yellow color appeared on his palm. It was extremely heavy, and it gave people a feeling that it was as heavy as a mountain.
"Six Ding Mountain Splitting Palm!
This was Linghu Song's trump card. When he struck out with his palm, it would be like a mountain pressing down on the body. Those who were struck would be torn into pieces, and they would die instantly!
Linghu Song had been practicing this palm technique for several years. The wind generated from his palm was condensed, and it was a yellow color. He was at the edge of the general force!
He's just one step away from comprehending the Mountain Splitting General Force! "Immediately, an outer sect disciple with a keen eye said.
"Die!"
Suddenly, Linghu Song's body was like lightning, and he tore through the air. He struck out with his right palm, and a small yellow mountain appeared on his palm. It had a majestic aura, and the smell of earth spread out!
It crushed towards Xiao Han directly!
Everywhere it passed, the air exploded like firecrackers!
"The power of this palm is more than a few times stronger than Wu Yan's Anaconda Fist. It'll kill anything in its way! Let's see how Xiao Han takes it!
If he can survive this palm, he'll definitely shake the entire outer sect of Cloud Rain Sect! "An outer sect disciple shrieked.
However, Xiao Han wasn't prepared to take that palm at all!
In the blink of an eye!
"Bang!" 280 bone explosions in Xiao Han's body erupted instantly, and it was like a thunderbolt!
His aura didn't need to be activated at all, and it rose to its peak directly!
The next moment, Xiao Han punched out!
There was almost no change in that punch. It was straight forward, dignified, and with a clear conscience!
Suddenly, that punch triggered some kind of general force, causing Xiao Han's aura to rise once again, and it shot up into the sky. There was a faint wind above his head, and auspicious clouds filled the sky. A blurry figure broke through the sky!
Supreme of the Nine and Five, and all beings bow down to it!
With Xiao Han's fist as the center, an immense and invincible aura shrouded outwards instantly!
Devouring the Eight Desolates, Qi surged into the Milky Way, and the winds and clouds surged!
Sovereign's Descent!
Xiao Han's physical body had close to 9 Cauldrons of strength. After he used Sovereign's Descent, his strength almost doubled to 18 Cauldrons, destroying everything!
Under the envelopment of that punch and the Emperor's General Force, Linghu Song's aura was like a punctured ball, and it disintegrated instantly!
In his eyes, Xiao Han, a lowly living target, was like a god descending to the mortal world at that moment. It gave him the feeling that he couldn't defeat him, or even disrespect him, and he could only worship him.
Linghu Song's knees weakened, and he actually knelt down again!
As for the outer disciples who were standing closer to the arena, under the Emperor's General Force that Xiao Han had unleashed, their knees went weak, and they almost knelt down like Linghu Song!
"What's going on?
What's going on? "In an instant, a large number of outer disciples involuntarily retreated, forming a large empty space.
Bang!
The next moment, Linghu Song was actually sent flying by Xiao Han's punch. In the air, the sound of bones breaking could be heard from his body.
After that, Linghu Song landed heavily on the ground, and a shallow human-shaped pit appeared on the arena. He kept twitching and spitting blood out of his mouth.
Seriously injured!
Xiao Han attacked later, but Linghu Song was heavily injured with a single punch!
There was dead silence all around!
It was like a ghost town!
No one thought that the battle would end in such a way.
Instant kill. It was indeed an instant kill.
However, it was not Linghu Song who had instantly killed Xiao Han. It was Xiao Han, who was one cultivation level lower than Linghu Song, who had instantly killed Linghu Song!
Killed with one punch!
"Hmm, so the secret of Sovereign's Descent is to at least double one's own strength, and weaken and disintegrate the opponent's strength and defense.
Suppressing the opponent with force.
Amazing. It's really amazing. "Xiao Han secretly nodded.
"However, I've only comprehended a little bit of the Emperor's Force. It's far from being completely consolidated and perfected. I still need a lot of time to ponder the concept and perfect the force.
But without a doubt, the power of this Emperor's Divine Fist is definitely not inferior to Ling Feiyu's Ocean Whale Divine Fist or Meng Ran's Hurricane Technique.
In fact, it's far superior. "
As Xiao Han's thoughts flashed, he had already left the arena. His imposing manner was extraordinary, and there was a feeling that victory or defeat did not matter to him.
"This … This is too domineering … He instantly killed a martial artist at the peak of the Viscera Refinement Realm … How many days has it been since he entered the outer court?"
"This person is … is a genius … So, this person is a genius …"
"His strength is actually much stronger than an ordinary martial artist at the peak of the Bone Refinement Realm … In the future, this Xiao Han might be able to become the main character of our Peak and be on par with Senior Brother Ling Feiyu and Senior Brother Meng Ran."
"He's definitely a genius!
Xiao Han's punch earlier evoked some kind of indescribable force.
That was definitely not Senior Brother Meng Ran's Wind Force or Senior Brother Ling Feiyu's Sea Force. That was another kind of force!
This kind of force is even more domineering, tyrannical, and shocking. It's no small matter!
Those who are able to comprehend the force from a martial skill are all geniuses! "
"Looks like we've all misjudged him.
Don't ever call him a 'live target' again, and don't ever provoke him … "
… …
As these outer court disciples discussed, they opened up a path for Xiao Han.
At this moment, Yang Lei looked at Xiao Han's back, and his heart was actually filled with chills as his hair stood on end.
Xiao Han's improvement finally made Yang Lei feel afraid!
Yes, afraid!
When he first entered the outer court, Xiao Han only relied on his physique to fight against Wu Yan. He used his life to exchange for Wu Yan's life and killed Wu Yan when he was heavily injured. In just a short few days, he was actually able to instantly kill Linghu Song who was a level stronger than Wu Yan!
He had the strength to spare, and he did it with ease. There was even a kind of force that could control life and death and who could fight against him!
"We can't let this person continue to grow!
We have to kill him as soon as possible! "Yang Lei's back was already drenched in cold sweat.
"Xiao Han!" Suddenly, Yang Lei roared. His voice had already become incomparably hoarse.
"Oh?" Xiao Han turned around and looked at Yang Lei with a playful look in his eyes.
As for the outer disciples, they were looking at Yang Lei with disdainful gazes.
Could it be that Yang Lei wanted to challenge Xiao Han?
Yang Lei was at the Marrow Refining Realm.
It was already very embarrassing for a Viscera Refining Realm martial artist to challenge a Bone Refining Realm martial artist who was one level lower than him.
It was a joke for a Marrow Refining Realm martial artist to challenge a Bone Refining Realm martial artist.
"Yang Lei, could it be that you also want to challenge me?" Xiao Han laughed mockingly.
"Xiao Han … challenge?
You're not worthy! "Yang Lei rolled his eyes.
"Do you dare to take one move from me!
One move! "He was confident that he could defeat Xiao Han with one move.
After all, the difference in strength between the two was too big.
Even if Xiao Han had comprehended some kind of general trend, he was still several times weaker than Yang Lei in terms of strength. He would not be able to fight back in a short period of time.
"My realm is too much higher than yours. If you fight with me, you will definitely lose. I won't bully you. It's just one move. Do you dare to take it?
If you can take one move from me without dying, it will be my loss. "Yang Lei stared at Xiao Han.
"Xiao Han, just don't agree to this." Ah Chou hurriedly whispered in Xiao Han's ear.
"A Marrow Refining Realm martial artist challenging a Bone Refining Realm martial artist. This is a thousand year old joke.
Don't bother with him.
One move?
It's just a pretense!
Xiao Han, Yang Lei wants to kill you!
Too shameless!
But he's just asking to be humiliated. Everyone will look down on him. "
"Mm, Yang Lei, I already understand your intentions." Xiao Han said slowly.
"I don't have to agree to such a request of yours."
"Mm?" Yang Lei was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Han's tone changed.
"However, although you are shameless, it's not impossible for me to accept one move from you."
"What?" The outer sect disciples were in an uproar.
"How about this. Ten days later, I will accept one move from you. However, if I accept it … Mm, ten thousand True Martial coins.
If I accept one move from you, you will lose ten thousand True Martial coins to me.
How about it? "Xiao Han's mind flashed.
He wanted to refine his organs now, but he did not have any True Martial coins to buy elixirs.
Xiao Han thought that if he accepted one move from Yang Lei now, it was equivalent to sending himself to death.
However, if he could perfect the Emperor's Power in ten days' time, he might be able to accept one move from Yang Lei with his Sovereign Descent.
Using one move to bet ten thousand True Martial coins was a risky move.
"What?
Ten thousand True Martial coins? "Yang Lei blurted out.
"Xiao Han, you don't know what you're talking about!
True Martial coins?
You want ten thousand True Martial coins?
Cloud Rain Sect's outer sect ten peaks. How many outer sect disciples can take out ten thousand True Martial coins?
You really dare to ask!
Let me tell you, the higher a martial artist's cultivation, the poorer they are.
Even Senior Brother Ling Feiyu cannot take out ten thousand True Martial coins! "
Yang Lei was speaking the truth.
A martial artist's cultivation relied on talent, resources, and wealth to build up.
The higher a martial artist's cultivation, the greater their expenses.
Yang Lei might be considered to be doing well among the outer sect disciples in this peak, and he even fawned on Ling Feiyu, but he really could not take out ten thousand True Martial coins.
"Then forgive me for not agreeing to your request.
I will not accept this move. "Xiao Han turned around and left.
Yang Lei's mind was racing … I must not let him develop like this!
Otherwise, it would be a great calamity!
He had to take advantage of the time when his wings hadn't fully grown and kill him!
"Alright!
Xiao Han!
I promise you!
Ten days later, I will bet ten thousand True Martial coins that you can accept one move from me! "Yang Lei finally shouted.