Inverse Sword Mad God-Chapter 1579 - 1577: The Most Miserable Fate!

Everyone else laughed too, because no one thought highly of Lin Xuan.

A Two-star King against a Late Stage Three-Star King, they are simply not on the same level.

Perhaps the outcome would be decided in one move.

The surrounding Inner Sect Disciples all watched with mocking expressions.

Even the two Core Disciples who came furrowed their brows. They couldn’t imagine how a Two-star King could participate in such a competition?

However, the two elders asked softly, "Yu’er, this is the person you recommended, right."

"Can he really do it? His cultivation is only that of a Two-star King!"

"Rest assured, elder, absolutely no problem." Chu Yu stood with a smile.

The two elders nodded and said no more, but their eyes clearly showed disbelief.

On the array arena ahead, Lin Xuan coldly spoke upon hearing the provocations from the other side.

"You’ll pay the price for your foul mouth."

Courting death!

Qing Feng roared, immediately forming claws with his five fingers, grabbing towards Lin Xuan.

The terrifying palm spread out, like a five-finger mountain flying swiftly to enshroud Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with cold light. He clenched his fist, then threw a punch.

Boom!

This punch was extremely terrifying, the brilliant light was like the sun, burning the entire void.

Bang!

A shocking sound resounded as the palms of both collided, and the space continuously shattered.

Crack!

Ah! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

A scream was accompanied by the sound of cracking bones, and then a figure flew backward.

"Hmph, the result is decided!"

"I told you, that Lin Xuan was no good at all."

"A Two-star King, with such strength, dares to go up? It’s just courting death!"

The surrounding disciples were full of discussions.

The top ten genius martial artists in the Inner Sect laughed coldly.

"Ended so quickly? Truly a waste!" Wu Kun said coldly.

"Seems there’s no chance for me to make a move." On the other side, Yang Fan also looked disdainful.

The others mocked as well, but the next moment, everyone froze.

Yang Fan and Wu Kun widened their eyes, as if they’d seen a ghost.

Even the surrounding Inner Sect Disciples exclaimed: "What? This is impossible!"

In fact, the light on the array arena in front had disappeared, revealing the scene inside.

Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, while next to him, Qing Feng clutched his arm, kneeling on the ground with a twisted face.

Blood was flowing on the ground.

Only now did they realize that the one injured and screaming just now was not Lin Xuan, but Qing Feng.

But how could this be? Everyone was bewildered, they simply couldn’t believe it.

That was Qing Feng! An Inner Sect genius disciple ranked in the top ten, having reached the Late Stage of a Three-Star King.

This strength could be described as terrifying!

But Lin Xuan was just a Two-star King, having just entered the Inner Sect, how could such a person win?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

In front of him, Qing Feng was also immensely fearful, shaking his head frantically: "Impossible, damn it, this is impossible, I don’t believe it!"

"How could you hurt me?"

He couldn’t believe it, thinking he was under an illusion technique.

But the pain in his palm made it clear, this was no illusion, nor a dream, but reality.

He was beaten by a Two-star King.

Injured with one punch!

Hmph, I said, you’d pay the price for your foul mouth!

"This is just the beginning!"

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, then stepped forward.

At once, light shone beneath his feet, forming a sword light, and Lin Xuan instantly appeared in front of the opponent.

"So fast!"

Witnessing this, everyone exclaimed, for the speed startled them, some ordinary Inner Sect Disciples couldn’t even catch Lin Xuan’s trajectory.

Even the top ten Heavenly Pride in the Inner Sect furrowed their brows.

On the array arena, Qing Feng’s expression changed drastically, he screamed in terror: "What do you want to do?"

Slap!

But the answer was a slap.

This slap landed fiercely on the opponent’s face, immediately shattering all his teeth, mixed with blood spilling into the void.

In an instant, Qing Feng’s face swelled up.

Like a pig’s head.

But Lin Xuan didn’t let him go.

His palm swung continually, the crisp sound of slaps resounded throughout the valley.

The tenth slap!

Qing Feng was directly sent flying, hitting the side, creating a massive pit.

His entire face was unrecognizable, his body convulsing, severely internally injured.

At last, he spat out blood from anger, then passed out directly.

Shock, absolute shock!

For a while, the entire White Cloud Square, with tens of thousands of disciples, was quiet, without a sound.

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Xuan was weak? Was a waste? Got in through connections?

Everyone’s mouth twitched, feeling as if their faces were slapped swollen.

If such a person was a waste, then there wasn’t a single genius in the Inner Sect.

This was completely stomping the top ten in the Inner Sect!

But they still couldn’t believe it, because Lin Xuan only had the cultivation of a Two-star King, how could this cross-level battle happen?

Even the two elders were full of surprise. Now they realized why Chu Yu had such a confident smile.

This Lin Xuan was definitely not a waste, but a genius! An absolute genius!

Even surpassing most disciples in the Elixir Sect, being able to contend with those genius martial artists of the Holy Land.

A Two-star King crushing a Late Stage Three-Star King, perhaps only genius of a Holy Land, or a disciple of an Ancient Family, could achieve this.

But unexpectedly, such a person appeared in their Elixir Sect.

"This person must be well nurtured!" The two elders made a decision in their hearts.

Beside them, the other two Core Disciples also looked serious.

They originally intended to watch a show, but unexpectedly witnessed such a shocking scene.

The next moment, they stared intently at Lin Xuan, their eyes glittering.

The Inner Sect geniuses were astounded, every one of them wide-mouthed, unable to believe it.

Wu Kun and Yang Fan were especially gloomy.

They simply couldn’t imagine that the ant they previously despised turned out to be a giant dragon, even more terrifying than them.

"Damn it, how could he be so powerful?"

The two gnashed their teeth.

After Lin Xuan sent Qing Feng flying, he flickered back but now fixed his gaze on Wu Kun and Yang Kun.

"Don’t worry, you two won’t escape, I’ll deal with you personally soon." Lin Xuan said coldly.

Courting death!

Insolence!

The two were furious: "Kid, don’t be too arrogant, even if your strength is strong, so what?"

"Qing Feng is only the tenth-ranked Inner Sect Disciple, far inferior to us!"

"That’s right, just wait, during the duel, I will definitely kill you!"