The Prodigies War-Chapter 2159: Jealousy Warps the Heart

Lin Xun paused, turned towards Li Cang, and clapped him on the shoulder, “Young man, arrogance holds you back, and jealousy warps the heart. Be mindful of your actions.”

With that, he strode towards the distant True Martial Arena.

Li Cang stood there, at a loss for words.

This guy looks around fourteen or fifteen years old, and he’s only at the eighth layer True Martial Stage, but he actually dared to lecture me?!

Is he crazy?!

Li Cang laughed angrily, “I’m arrogant? I’m jealous? Who do you think you are, Su Qinghan?”

The more he thought about it, the more his anger simmered, as if he’d swallowed a fly. Unfortunately, with Lin Xun now in the arena, he had no choice but to suppress his frustration.

At this moment, Qian Yuliu quietly remarked, “He’s right.”

Those two words almost made Li Cang spit blood in anger, feeling like the entire world was filled with malice.

“Third Princess, that guy will definitely be defeated, or I will eat shit!” he uttered each word with a noticeable pause.

Qian Yuliu frowned. How can he say words like ‘eat shit’? Has this guy lost his mind out of anger?

Meanwhile, everyone’s focus was entirely on the True Martial Arena, watching Lin Xun and Zhao Si closely.

The discussion and chatter was thunderous.

Experts from the Great Qian Dynasty exchanged puzzled looks. Why is Su Qinghan participating in the contest? Does he not care about ruining the reputation of the Great Qian Dynasty?

Mocking laughter echoed from the areas occupied by Great Chu and Great Wei.

In the True Martial Arena, Zhao Si exuded confidence and energy as he gestured toward Lin Xun and said with a proud smile, “Brother, don’t blame me for this. It’s fate and I couldn’t refuse even if I wanted to.”

The mocking undertone in his voice drew a wave of laughter from the audience.

“Your name is rather apt.” Lin Xun remarked indifferently.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then their expressions grew odd. Zhao Si? Seeking death? This name…is indeed unique.

Zhao Si flushed with anger and embarrassment as he roared, “It’s Si as in mighty and powerful, not Si as in death!”

Lin Xun gave a nonchalant “oh” and said, “Sounds like there’s not much difference.”

Veins popped on Zhao Si’s forehead, with an enraged roar, he charged at Lin Xun.

Boom!

Flames erupted around his imposing figure as his power soared to its peak, resembling a volcano on the verge of eruption.

His fist swung with the force of a pounding drum, shaking and shattering the air and triggering a loud blast.

The audience erupted with cheers, exclamations and screams.

Li Cang was also visibly excited. That damn guy is finally going to be tortured!

Amid the cheers, exclamations and screams, Lin Xun remained standing in place and calmly stretched out his right hand, as if pressing lightly into the air.

Bang!

The force of Zhao Si’s punch disintegrated, and he was slammed to the ground with a heavy thud that shook the True Martial Arena.

All noise in the audience abruptly ceased;everyone was caught off guard, as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky and smashed the table that they were happily feasting at.

It also felt like they were suddenly swept into a violent storm and thrown into chaos.

With one move, Zhao Si was suppressed!

Only after a long while did people gradually come out of their stunned and shocked state and begin to accept the reality. Their gaze changed when they looked at Lin Xun again.

Li Cang was utterly dumbfounded for the first time...

In the True Martial Arena, Zhao Si struggled desperately but failed to break free. Terror gripped him as cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his face was drained of all color.

Lin Xun said with a smile, “You lost. This is fate. I...also can’t refuse it.”

Zhao Si’s face flushed with shame and anger, making him wish he could bury his face.

Just a moment ago, he had proudly said, “I am your opponent,” but now, he had been utterly beaten.

It was too embarrassing!

The referee stepped forward and declared Lin Xun the winner, while Zhao Si left the arena in humiliation.

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“That name really suits that guy…”

Experts from the Great Qian Dynasty couldn’t help but laugh, Zhao Si, are you seeking death?

Only now did everyone come to realize that Lin Xun, thought at the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage, had reached the Supreme Eighth Layer True Martial Stage!

Once one ascends to the Supreme, one becomes akin to a celestial dragon!

The participants of Great Chu and Great Wei began to re-evaluate Lin Xun’s strength and no longer dared to underestimate him as they did before.

It came as a surprise to them that a Supreme figure had arisen from the younger generation of Great Qian.

“What did you say you’ll eat?” Qian Yuliu suddenly spoke.

Li Cang, already dumbfounded, muttered with a gloomy expression, “Third Princess, the True Martial Contest isn’t over yet. That guy might not even make it into the top ten!”

“Does that mean if Brother Su ranks in the top ten, you will eat it?” asked Qian Yuliu.

Li Cang answered without hesitation, “Of course!”

The three great dynasties, Great Qian, Great Chu, and Great Wei, each had three to four Supreme figures, all of whom possessed cultivations at the ninth layer of the True Martial Stage.

It was obvious that Su Qinghan stood no chance of securing a spot in the top ten.

Qian Yuliu said nothing else.

The mention of what Li Cang would eat made her body tense with discomfort. She found it absolutely revolting.

As time passed, one battle after another unfolded in the arena, and the atmosphere grew increasingly intense.

Applause, cheers, screams...all shaking the earth.

Only Lin Xun remained unaffected, his gaze focussed inward and his expression calm, resembling a monk in deep meditation.

Soon, the first round of battles were all over, and fifteen winners, including Lin Xun, emerged.

Next, they would compete for the top ten positions.

The battle rules were complex. Regardless, Lin Xun found himself back in the arena once again.

His opponent this time was a ninth layer True Marital cultivator from the Great Wei Dynasty called Nie Heng.

Li Cang felt a sense of ease as Nie Heng was a leading figure among the younger generation of the Great Wei Dynasty, with a solid and unparalleled foundation.

Everyone believed this battle was going to be completely one-sided.

Nie Heng!

He was an extraordinary character with the potential to compete for the top three spots. What did Su Qinghan, who was only at the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage, have to compete with him?

“Do you think you’ve won? If you change your mind now, I might be able to forget what you said earlier.” Qian Yuliu suddenly asked.

Li Cang said without a second thought, “Isn’t that obvious?”

“Then get ready to eat...that thing!” With these words, Qian Yuliu walked off.

“Third Princess, I’ve already won!” Li Cang protested angrily. Nie Heng was stronger than him, so how could he lose?

In the True Martial Arena, Lin Xun observed Nie Heng and couldn’t help but nod in approval. His opponent’s aura was concentrated and flawless, and his bearing was like the full moon in a clear blue sky, exuding a sense of great perfection that set him apart from the ordinary.

“They all underestimate you, but I won’t.”

Nie Heng’s gaze was razor-sharp like an eagle’s. He believed in using full strength in every battle, even when it was a lion against a rabbit. He would not dismiss his opponent just because they were one level beneath him.

This was also the reason why he could become a leading figure of the younger generation in the Great Wei.

“After you,” said Lin Xun.

Nie Heng stepped forward like a flash of lightning, his aura roaring around him like thunder. The sword in his hand sliced through the air with a sharp clang.

At that moment, silence enveloped the crowd, their astonished gazes following his every move in awe and amazement.

Even the older generation of experts felt ashamed.

It was also at this moment that Lin Xun demonstrated his true strength, because Nie Heng was indeed a worthy opponent.

Like a furnace in full blaze, his body surged with waves of power as he delivered a punch of devastating force.

It was the Marching Army Fist Art that he had mastered in his youth. The bold and powerful movements were like the stormy waves of a mighty sea, and its power was comparable to thunder splitting mountains and rivers.

In a flash, the two were locked in a fierce battle.

Fists and sword strikes clashed in a breathtaking spectacle, an epic duel between Supreme True Martial Stage cultivators. The audience was in a stunned silence, unable to react.

Who would have thought that Lin Xun, who was at the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage, could hold his own against a peerless cultivator like Nie Heng? Unbelievable!

It should be mentioned that before this, they all believed that this was going to be a match without suspense and Nie Heng was bound to win.

Now, it all changed.

Even Qian Yuliu, who had experienced Lin Xun’s strength before, couldn’t hide her surprise, her eyes focussed intently on the battle.

An hour later.

Clang!

With a deafening clash of fist and sword, Nie Heng’s sword flew out of his grip and he reeled back dozens of steps.

With every step back, his face turned paler.

By the time he steadied himself, his face was white as a ghost, devoid of color. His throat trembled before he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were filled with shock, bewilderment, and disbelief.

At that moment, the entire place fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.

Nie Heng! He was a leading figure of the younger generation of the Great Wei Dynasty, a talented genius who was considered a strong contender for the top three positions, had actually been defeated by someone at the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage.

Li Cang was struck dumb for the second time. He clenched his hands tightly. How...how could this be?

“Brother Su’s cultivation is as deep and unfathomable as the sea. I admit defeat.”

After a long pause, Nie Heng finally uttered in a bitter tone that revealed his deep disappointment. He had set his sights on first place, but who would have thought that he would be defeated before making it into the top ten!

Lin Xun nodded.

He sighed emotionally to himself. A talent like Nie Heng, if placed in the Ancient Nebula Road, would undoubtedly rival the peerless geniuses of any ancient orthodoxies.

Unfortunately, the law power in the True Martial World had extinguished any hope for Nie Heng to progress further on the cultivation path.

It was not until Lin Xun left the True Martial Arena that everyone recovered from their shock, but their hearts still churned and their faces reflected their complicated emotions.

There was no doubt that Su Qinghan, despite being at the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage, was a strong contender for a top ten position. Moreover, judging by the strength he had displayed in his duel against Nie Heng, he had a great chance of making it to the top three!

This shocked everyone. When did such a heaven-defying monster appear in the Great Qian Dynasty?

“Remember what you said.”

At this moment, Qian Yuliu, filled with excitement, cast a glance at Li Cang.

Although Li Cang hadn’t truly lost yet, his expression and mood were as miserable as if he had eaten dirt…

The True Martial Contest continued, but compared to the battle between Lin Xun and Nie Heng, the subsequent matches seemed not as remarkable.

With the top ten selected, today’s True Martial Contest came to an end.

Tomorrow, the fight for the top three would begin!