The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 228 - 229: Becoming Stupid

He couldn’t comprehend why Lin Qian, who was supposed to be destroyed by him, remained unscathed and even created such a miracle.

This contest was supposed to be his show, his playtime to torment Lin Qian.

The outcome should have been the fall of the genius Lin Qian, and his own effortless victory in the final moment.

He should have been the center of attention!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

In his heart, there was only this thought.

As he charged towards Lin Qian, his body was wrapped in crimson Soul Power, the ceaselessly surging blood-red Soul Power was like a river of blood flowing out of thin air.

With the successfully armed Blood Sword in his tight grasp, at this moment, there was only Lin Qian in his eyes.

The surging river of blood gathered towards his body, turning him into a giant blood sword, thrusting towards Lin Qian.

Blood God Slash!

Using most of his Soul Power for this move, it was powerful and overwhelming. Even a Soul Martial Artist in the Sky Breaking Realm at the Sky Crossing Stage would struggle to survive this attack, let alone ordinary Soul Martial Artists in the Life and Death Realm, the Power Realm.

However, there was one caveat, that this was against an ordinary Life and Death Realm Soul Martial Artist.

But what about Lin Qian? A freak who broke through four levels in the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, how could he be normal?

Staring at the blood giant sword coming towards him, Lin Qian’s eyes also narrowed, his expression grave.

After all, being a genius at the Life and Death Realm, Power Realm, his skill, when burst out in anger, was dangerous and more likely fatal than not.

Moreover, as a Life and Death Realm, Power Realm Soul Martial Artist, his Soul Power was inherently transformed significantly due to overcoming calamities.

This blood giant sword was immensely powerful.

"You had your chance, you just didn’t cherish it, so you can’t blame me," Lin Qian raised the Thunder Night Sword in his hand, pointed at the huge blood sword opposite, his eyes shimmering with golden-red thunder.

Crackling...

The golden-red Thunder Soul Power transformed into nine dragons, swirling around Lin Qian, eventually twisting and aiming at the blood giant sword ahead.

After the nine dragons charged forward, Lin Qian promptly followed.

Accompanied by the dragon’s roar echoing with the thunder, resonating for a long time in the entire arena space, the nine dragons collided with the blood giant sword.

The golden-red Thunder Nine Dragons didn’t collide directly with the tip of the blood giant sword but instead, only one thunder gold dragon struck the tip, tempering the fierce momentum of the blood.

Simultaneously, the other eight thunder gold dragons circled around the massive bloody tip and charged directly towards the body of the blood sword.

Instantly, the blood giant sword, originally seen as a whole, suddenly cracked open with dense fissures and eventually shattered explosively, revealing the figure of the assailant within.

"Blood God Slash... broken just like that?" A look of astonishment remained on his face as he watched Lin Qian, accompanied by the nine dragons, approaching him.

In the wide arena space left dry by Lin Qian, the shattered blood giant sword turned into dots of bright red luminescence, scattering in all directions.

The lightning that collided with the blood giant sword erupted along with the bright red luster, creating a spectacular display.

At the same time, Lin Qian suddenly held a crystal bottle in his hand, which he crushed forcefully, the colorless transparent liquid inside enveloped by Thunder Soul Power, turning into fine needle-like shapes.

"An eye for an eye, this is my return gift to you." Having done all this, Lin Qian was already in front of him, his voice low as he forcefully struck the opponent’s Dantian.

And the colorless potion that Lin Qian had condensed into a needle shape using Soul Power was also, because of that palm strike, injected into the Dantian of the Martial Artist.

"What have you done to me?" the Martial Artist asked, staring at Lin Qian in front of him, his expression somewhat panicked.

He clearly felt that something had been injected into his body by Lin Qian.

And once inside his body, the foreign substance immediately turned into a liquid and merged into his whole body.

"This thing has a miraculous effect, for a hundred years, your comprehension will be one-tenth less than before. Simply put, you will become stupider than before."

"After a hundred years, even if your talent recovers, it will already be too late!"

As his words fell, Lin Qian violently kicked towards the Martial Artist’s abdomen, sending the latter flying out and heavily falling unconscious at the bottom of the arena space.

The outcome of the match was self-evident.

Lin Qian, standing mid-air in the arena space, looked down at the Martial Artist below. If not for the clan rules against killing, Lin Qian would have already slain his opponent.

The Martial Artist had a narrow heart, full of jealousy, always consumed with envy whenever he saw someone with talent, scheming to completely destroy their future.

To make him foolish for a hundred years, overtaken by those he once looked down upon, this torture was far more agonizing than killing him a thousand times over.

In the arena space, Lin Qian silently waited for the hostess to announce the results.

The various spectator platforms around were utterly silent, all immersed in the shock Lin Qian had delivered.

In the match, he broke through the Fourth Level, reaching the Sky Crossing Stage of the Sky Breaking Realm and with such a realm, he defeated a strong enemy of the Life and Death, Power Realm.

At that moment, everyone had only one thought; Lin Qian was entirely beyond all normal reasoning.

On the clan’s spectator platform, Zhang Tianxin looked at Lin Qian preparing to leave the arena space and shook his head repeatedly, "This Lin Qian, truly unexpected."

"Indeed, but why is it black?" Zhou Yian also let out a sigh of relief, the image of the Thunder Night Sword before disarming emerging in his mind, murmuring in confusion.

On the Eastern Division Clan’s spectator platform, Zhang Qi was already mentally prepared, but after a bitter laugh, he exclaimed in admiration, "Truly deserving of being His Majesty Lin."

Next to Zhang Qi, Zhang Wenxuan was pulling Ye Xin, exclaiming repeatedly, "Sister Lin, your fiancé is too incredible, no wonder you have always been unworried, confidently believing he would win."

To Zhang Wenxuan’s astonishment, Ye Xin just lightly chuckled and nodded, "Little Qian is certainly amazing."

"Although Brother Lin is now only at the Sky Crossing Stage of the Sky Breaking Realm, I fear his combat power is already not inferior to the two of us," Zhang Zide remarked as he watched Lin Qian swimming away from the arena space.

Li Yunfeng also solemnly nodded, his eyes full of surging battle intent as he stared at Lin Qian, "This clan gathering, being able to battle Brother Lin, I truly look forward to it."

Behind them, hearing Zhang Zide and Li Yunfeng’s words, Ye Xin just lightly chuckled and shook her head.

From beginning to end, Lin Qian never used his full strength.

Of the three Soul Powers, he only used Thunder Soul Power, while Emperor Soul Power appeared involuntarily during the breakthrough.

And the Soul Light emerged only at the Ninth Layer, displaying the power of the nine rotations of rebirth.

Ye Xin believed that if Lin Qian unleashed all twelve layers of Soul Light, activated all three elemental Soul Powers, and simultaneously performed Elemental Weapon Armament with both the Thunder Night Sword and Cloud Sword,

Even if Zhang Zide and Li Yunfeng joined forces, they might not necessarily be a match for Lin Qian.

"You all simply have no idea how strong my Little Qian truly is," Ye Xin looked around proudly and with great pride.

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