Chapter 27 - 27 26 Complete Victory

27: Chapter 26 Complete Victory 27: Chapter 26 Complete Victory “Make your move! I’ll show you just how formidable the Divine Power Group is!” Xing Lifeng’s fists clenched tightly, his expression as icy as a glacier. “Brother Feng will definitely win!” “Isn’t that obvious? It’s a certainty. I just hope Senior Brother Xing can teach this kid a harsh lesson!” the disciples of the Divine Power Group said through gritted teeth. If it weren’t for the sect rules, they would have ganged up on him for a beating long ago. “Are you the strongest among them?” Lin Xuan asked with a smile. “Whether I’m the strongest or not isn’t important. But I’m more than enough to deal with you!” Xing Lifeng’s gaze was sharp, wishing he could pierce holes into Lin Xuan. “Of course, Senior Brother Xing is the strongest. Kid, are you scared now? Too late to beg for mercy!” the disciples of the Divine Power Group roared angrily. “The strongest is fine. It’s too boring to fight with the others. How about this: if you lose, each of them gives me thirty Contribution Points. How does that sound?” Lin Xuan was aiming for a big score. Xing Lifeng stood firm as a mountain, and in a deep voice, he said, “What if you lose?” “Deal with me as the Divine Power Group sees fit.” “Fine!” As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Lifeng charged forward with large strides. His right fist swung out like a barbaric beast, rushing towards Lin Xuan. The wild strength stirred up the airflow in front, creating a gust of wind. On that fist, a shimmering light flashed, and a faint sound of a beast’s roar could be heard, making the air buzz and tremble. Fierce, violent! The surrounding disciples of the Divine Power Group couldn’t help but exclaim in low voices, “Good fist technique, Senior Brother Xing—knock him down!” Lin Xuan had a grave expression. This Xing Lifeng was even stronger than Liang Hong, and he had to put forth all his effort in response. With his right hand gripping the sword, he thrust it straight out. The strength of his body and the Spiritual Power within him fused perfectly. In this moment, he concentrated all his power at the tip of the sword. The next instant, the black longsword collided with the fiery red fist. Boom! Sparks flew, and a roaring sound erupted. Lin Xuan retreated three steps, finally dissipating the wild force. His eyes were sharp as a sword, filled with war intent. “What the hell! How could he possibly block Senior Brother Xing’s fist?” “Senior Brother Xing is, after all, the Power King. How can this kid be fine? My eyes must be deceiving me!” Many of the Divine Power Group disciples exclaimed in disbelief. “Power King? Indeed, you’re very strong!” Lin Xuan’s lips curved up slightly. What should’ve been a compliment felt like a sting to Xing Lifeng’s ears. He was a whole realm above Lin Xuan! Moreover, his proudest strength had not left a mark on Lin Xuan. The result was difficult for him to accept; he had thought Lin Xuan was only fast, but he didn’t expect him to be so terrifyingly strong as well. “Hmph!” Xing Lifeng’s face was cold, his fists clenched. His body radiated a bright light, and his muscles swelled as if he was a human-shaped fierce beast. With a stomp of his foot, he charged again, his fists pressing down like mountains. This punch was even more ferocious than the last. Lin Xuan used Basic Footwork, his body darting forward like an arrow, as the black iron longsword stabbed out once more like black lightning. Boom! Boom! Boom! Xing Lifeng seemed to have fallen into a frenzy, one punch after another blasting out, each punch as heavy as a mountain, making the void tremble. Lin Xuan’s hair whipped wildly, with blue light flickering all around him like roaring flames. The Thunder Move Thirteen Swords were fully transformed into lightning in Lin Xuan’s hands. Every strike concentrated his entire body’s strength as it collided with mountain-like fists, bursting into dazzling light. “Who on earth is this Lin Xuan, to be able to fight against Xing Lifeng for so long?” “Yeah, not only is his sword technique incredibly fast, but his strength is also monstrously powerful. He’s just at the fourth stage of Congealing Veins, right?” “No wonder he dares to challenge the Divine Power Group, he really has some skills!” The surrounding disciples exclaimed one after another, seemingly witnessing the rise of a new star from the Outer Door. “Hmph! What’s there to be proud of, Senior Brother Xing won’t lose!” “That’s right, the difference in Spiritual Power between the Fifth Level of Pulse Condensing and the Fourth-stage of Congealing Veins can’t be made up for, he could be exhausted to death!” disciples of the Divine Power Group still wouldn’t give up. Within the array flag, the figures of the two men quivered, surrounded by dancing lights. Boom! After another collision, the two finally separated, each drifting backward. “Hmph, kid, you’re the first person who has managed to compete with me for so long! But the game is over now!” Xing Lifeng’s white shirt was torn, but his aura remained undiminished. Lin Xuan’s already tattered clothes were now even more shredded; he tore off the upper half of his garment, revealing a strong chest. “Show me whatever moves you have; I’ve got your Contribution Points!” Lin Xuan stood like a war god, an incredibly sharp aura emanating from him. “Hundred Beasts Fist!” Xing Lifeng stomped a deep pit into the ground, his body as fast as lightning, leaving trail after trail of afterimages in the air, attacking Lin Xuan. “Is that the Hundred Beasts Fist? Lin Xuan is in danger now!” “Haha, Yellow Rank Advanced Martial Arts, who can stand against it?” “Divine Power Group is mighty!” Feeling the ferocity of the punch, Lin Xuan too knitted his brows. There was still one move left in the first level of the Thunder Move Sword Technique, the Unification. Thirteen swords combined into one, its power unimaginable. He stimulated his Spiritual Power to its peak, his entire being’s spirit reaching its zenith. The Black Iron Long Sword in his hand transformed into a surging black river. Boom! Light burst forth, the sound thunderous. S~eaʀᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The two figures touched and instantly parted, moving past one another. Whoosh! Lin Xuan halted his motion, the Longsword slanted, standing like a Sword King. Xing Lifeng also stopped, standing as immovable as a mountain. Crack! A crisp sound echoed, like the shattering of the finest porcelain, Lin Xuan’s Black Iron Sword broke into countless fragments, falling to the ground. “Ha ha, I knew it, Senior Brother Xing is sure to win!” “That’s right, Senior Brother Xing is mighty! Lin Xuan, prepare to meet your doom!” All the disciples of the Divine Power Group were excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, simply because they had been suppressed for too long and needed to let loose. However, just as they were reveling, Xing Lifeng’s body suddenly trembled, followed by a burst of fresh blood, and he fell backward. The smiles on the Divine Power Group disciples’ faces hadn’t faded, but their eyes were wide and bulging, their faces turning red, their necks as if strangled, unable to speak for a long time. After a while, exclamations arose from the crowd. Then, seven or eight Divine Power Group disciples rushed forward and quickly helped Xing Lifeng: “Senior Brother Xing, are you alright?” “He’s fine, just injured, no need to make a fuss.” Lin Xuan looked regretfully at the fragment of the Black Iron Sword and then spoke, “Thirty Contribution Points each, hand them over quickly!” The faces of the Divine Power Group disciples flushed red, wishing they could burrow into the ground. For many years, no one dared to trouble the Divine Power Group, but now they had fallen at the hands of a minor disciple. All the Divine Power Group disciples glared fiercely at Lin Xuan before reluctantly handing over thirty Contribution Points each. Lin Xuan received the Contribution Points, then picked up the fragments of the Black Iron Sword and walked back to his own cabin. The nearby disciples, however, were excited. Such a fight was too thrilling; Lin Xuan had become their idol—alone with his sword, he toppled the Divine Power Group, just thinking about it was exhilarating!