Book 2: Chapter 100: Fighting Fire with Fire

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Vol 2 Chapter 100: Fighting Fire with Fire "So arrogant." "But if it's Blood Kill Tower… they might actually have the strength to back it up." "My sect's secret technique requires the Monster Core of a beast that resides in the Misty Forest. Every time we try to obtain one, we suffer heavy casualties. I wonder how much Blood Kill Tower would charge for the job..." Though few knew Qi Yuan, the reputation of had spread even to the Ancient Celestial Kingdom, proving its fearsome renown. A facing off against the Holy Son of the Beast Taming Sect? Many spectators were highly invested in this match. Lin Jing, however, simply shook his head at Qi Yuan’s words. "You’re not lucky. Instead, you should consider whether Blood Kill Tower has somehow offended Tianji Pavilion, leading you to face me so early." "The from Qingzhou once came here with the same arrogance… and they were utterly crushed." "Tianji Pavilion’s first-round matchups are randomly selected. Who you face is part of your luck—and luck is a form of strength," Tian Huihua interjected, casting Lin Jing a glance. "The second round will group contestants based on their first-round performance, turning into a multi-combatant melee. This ensures that true talent isn’t buried due to an unlucky first-round matchup." "In other words, this round is partly a test of fortune. If you encounter a strong opponent too soon and get eliminated without showing your true strength, you’ll just have to accept it as bad luck." "In the second round, multiple participants will be placed in the same arena for a battle royale. Only those who outlast others in chaotic battles will advance to the third round!" "Then let’s see whose luck runs out first." Qi Yuan’s eyes narrowed. "Summon your pet beast." He had already sensed that Lin Jing was still at Qi Refinement Stage—he hadn't broken through to Foundation Establishment. However, as a Beast Tamer, Lin Jing’s real strength lay in his pet beasts. The rankings had already made it clear that he had at least one Foundation Establishment beast. The audience noticed this too. Why was Lin Jing still in Qi Refinement? Since he had already reached the extreme limit of Qi Refinement, he could have advanced to Foundation Establishment before the tournament, making himself far stronger. Why enter the Genius Rankings Battle while holding back his breakthrough? Yet Lin Jing remained unfazed. "" Qi Yuan’s expression darkened. At that moment, he vanished. The entire arena went silent. Even Golden Core cultivators in the audience couldn't track him. "" "This Blood Kill Tower genius has mastered spatial arts at Foundation Establishment Stage?! That’s insane!" "Is it because of a special space-related physique, or is his comprehension just that terrifying?" "No wonder Blood Kill Tower’s reputation spread across Qingzhou… Who can defend against space techniques?" The top-ranked geniuses in the Ancient Celestial Kingdom frowned at this development. Spatial abilities were universally troublesome. "Why hasn’t Lin Jing summoned his pet beast yet?" "Against an opponent who can disappear, having an extra set of eyes is crucial!" "Is he really planning to fight a peak Foundation Establishment assassin while still in Qi Refinement?" Yan Xiangbei, the third-ranked genius from , scoffed. "Even if he's at Qi Refinement 11th Stage, that’s impossible." Among the audience, some students from Hidden Dragon Academy flinched, recalling a certain pine leaf mouse that had once stolen their storage bags. "" Sure enough— Lin Jing didn’t even turn his head. Without speaking a word, he raised a single hand, summoning a storm of red flying leaves around him. A crimson streak cut through the air. The spectators had just been scanning for Qi Yuan’s whereabouts— And suddenly, blood sprayed into the air. Qi Yuan reappeared, his arm slashed open. He stared at Lin Jing in disbelief. "" Cai Sidao murmured, "Let him show his full power." For Lin Jing, entering this battle wasn’t just about victory—it was about prestige. A weak opponent wouldn’t help him make a name for himself. So, if his opponents weren’t strong enough— He’d simply restrain his own strength, forcing them to fight at their full potential. That’s why, as a Beast Tamer, he refused to summon his pet. He was deliberately making things harder for himself—to get people talking. Clad in white robes, Lin Jing stood with his hands behind his back, his aura ethereal and unshaken. He didn’t even spare Qi Yuan a second glance. "" "" A murderous glint flashed in Qi Yuan’s blood-red eyes. His spatial technique had been countered—but he had far more up his sleeve. Blood-red energy erupted from his body, his floating crimson hair whipping in the wind. The sheer killing intent radiating from him formed a scarlet storm, swirling with the souls of slain beasts and humans alike. "" The storm compressed, condensing into a blood-red suit of armor around his body. He brandished his short sword and charged at Lin Jing, the intensity of his murderous aura multiplying tenfold. Even Golden Core cultivators in the audience visibly paled. "" "Qi Yuan’s cultivation level hasn’t increased, but his killing aura has undergone a qualitative transformation. Even high-level Foundation Establishment cultivators might be paralyzed by fear!" "Such demonic arts…" Yet— The moment the killing intent surged toward Lin Jing— A golden radiance blossomed around him. Instead of resisting the attack— He absorbed the killing aura. Lin Jing’s calm voice echoed through the battlefield: As he spoke— A divine Buddhist glow erupted from his body. Qi Yuan staggered, his expression shifting in horror. "Buddhist Arts?!" A Beast Tamer... wielding Buddhist Techniques?! And that wasn’t all. The audience collectively froze as they finally sensed Lin Jing’s cultivation. "Wait… Qi Refinement 12th Stage?!" Qi Yuan’s eyes widened in shock. Lin Jing’s spiritual aura had the power of late Foundation Establishment! And his Buddhist Light was utterly devouring Qi Yuan’s killing aura! In truth, Lin Jing had long been studying Buddhism to refine his own power. His Buddha-Demon Pearl and Diamond Fist were natural counters to Qi Yuan’s killing arts. Raising his hand— Lin Jing summoned eighteen golden palm imprints into the sky. Sёarch* The NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. One by one, they rained down. Qi Yuan’s sword slashed through several, but ultimately— He was blasted dozens of meters back, his Blood Shura Armor shattered, and blood spewing from his mouth. Standing tall, Lin Jing pressed his palms together. The crowd was stunned. Even Gao Sheng and Bai Yuran, who knew about Lin Jing’s demonic arts, were utterly speechless. The most shocking thing wasn’t just that Lin Jing used Buddhist Techniques— It was that he had reached Qi Refinement 12th Stage. This was an unprecedented feat, save for the Ancient Imperial Princes, who had the Boundary-Breaking Bird to push them to Qi Refinement 13th Stage. Now, the top-ranked geniuses finally understood. They had underestimated Lin Jing. And some among the audience even began murmuring: Meanwhile— Gao Sheng just stood there, completely dumbfounded.

Book 2: Chapter 100: Fighting Fire with Fire

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