The Prodigies War-Chapter 2768 Win People’s Hearts

Xing Jun was crushed far too quickly! From the very start, he had been the one pressing forward, attacking ferociously with strike after strike, each fiercer than the last. Despite that, every blow was effortlessly dismantled by Lin Xun’s calm responses.

Even when he finally unleashed his dao weapon, the black bone spear, pouring all his strength into the assault, it was still broken in an instant and he was blasted away along with it. That was when Lin Xun countered...

With unstoppable force, he tore straight through Xing Jun’s defenses as if smashing rotten wood, seizing him in one fell motion. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

It almost felt like an illusion. As if before Lin Xun, even a Xing Jung fighting with all his might was still far too weak.

“How...how could this be?” The pupils of the Shaman Sect’s Earth Shaman, Xiong Tu, contracted sharply.

The other high-ranking figures on the viewing platform also struggled to remain composed. Xing Jun was no weak cultivator. If he were, he never could have crushed Xie Wumian and Ruo Yunheng in succession. However, against Lin Xun, his strength had proven utterly inadequate.

They both stood at the Heavenly Longevity Stage, so why was the gap between them like heaven and earth? Many couldn’t help but recall the rumors. Could it be true...the Eternal Supremacy Path really exists in this world?

The arena erupted in uproar. The Origin Sect disciples were boiling with excitement.

So strong! Far too strong!

Lin Xun truly lived up to his reputation as the most dazzling figure of the sect. Xuan Feiling, Dugu Yong and the others finally relaxed, approval clear in their eyes. Lin Xun’s swift victory had not only eased their worries but also restored the reputation of the Origin Sect in one fell swoop.

Fu Wenli, Qi Xiaoyun, and others, however, wore complicated expressions. They should have been overjoyed, but because it was Lin Xun standing in the spotlight, their hearts were unsettled instead.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the Heavenly Enlightenment Dao Arena, Lin Xun seized Xing Jun like a ragdoll and slammed him down again and again, as if hammering in a stake. Though Xing Jing’s body was terrifyingly resilient, comparable to an immortal dao weapon, in no time he was battered into ruin. His bones shattered, blood streaming and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Blood splattered across the ground, dyeing it crimson. The scene was so ghastly that many could not bear to watch. So miserable!

The Shaman Sect’s ace, who had strutted so arrogantly before the crowd, was now utterly broken at Lin Xun’s hands. Jing Qingjia and the other experts waiting in line all felt a chill seize their hearts. None of them had expected Xing Jun to be defeated so quickly.

“Stop!” Xiong Tu’s voice thundered with fury from the viewing platform.

Lin Xun replied casually, “He isn’t dead yet. And he hasn’t admitted defeat. That means he still has the strength to fight.”

As he responded, he smashed Xing Jun down yet again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One more round of brutal slams left Xing Jun’s body mangled beyond recognition, barely holding together, as though it could collapse at any time. Gasps echoed from the audience.

“Hurry up and admit defeat!” Xiong Tu’s tone grew urgent, fearing that Xing Jun would be crippled.

Xing Jun clenched his teeth, refusing to yield. Before long, his head split open, his primordial spirit locked firmly by Lin Xun, unable to escape.

“I admit defeat.” His voice came hoarse and strangled.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch it.” Lin Xun said as he twisted Xing Jun’s arm from his mangled body, ripping it clean off in a spray of blood. It looked as though he intended to tear Xing Jun apart.

“I! Admit! Defeat!” Xing Jun roared, his voice brimming with fury, humiliation, unwillingness and hatred, echoing through the skies.

At last Lin Xun stopped. With a casual kick, he sent Xing Jun’s mangled body flying from the arena, then brushed his hands together, composed and at ease. The entire arena erupted in a storm of noise and commotion.

Except for those in the Origin Sect who despised Lin Xun, everyone else, whether high-ranking elders or ordinary disciples, was brimming with joy and excitement.

Tao Leng was grinning from ear to ear. Lin Xun had won a resounding victory, crushing his opponent with thunderous force. The display stunned every spectator, and the sense of satisfaction was indescribable.

“That’s what it means to win people’s hearts.”

Watching the disciples and elders erupt in cheers for Lin Xun, Xuan Feiling let out a sigh of emotion. In contrast, Fu Wenli, Qi Xiaoyun and the others’ expressions grew darker and darker.

“Who’s next?” Lin Xun’s calm voice echoed across the Heavenly Enlightenment Dao Arena as his gaze settled on Jing Qingjia. At once, the uproar quieted and every eye turned toward them.

“Hmph!” Though shaken, Jing Qingjia still carried himself with confidence. With a flash, he descended onto the arena. He wore black armor with a scarlet cloak draped across his shoulders, his handsome features and blazing eyes giving him an extraordinary, commanding presence.

Shua!

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, nine massive stone tablets materialized around him. Each one bore a mysterious diagram of the cosmic void, radiating an immovable aura like ancient mountains. Together, they encircled him like nine colossal peaks of the cosmos.

The Nine Light Cosmos Suppressing Stele!

These unfathomable immortal treasures were the Jing Clan’s most prized treasures, said to be forged from the primal chaos essence of nine worlds. With their might, they could crush the stars above and suppress the cosmos.

Their defense was unmatched. Encircling the wielder like nine worlds themselves, they formed an impregnable wall of defense that no ordinary opponent could break. A clamor erupted outside the arena as everyone realized it was now Jing Qingjia’s battle.

Clang!

In his hand, a spear blazing with flames took form. Rings of flame, born from immortal laws, rippled outward as though to burn the sky and consume the earth.

Flame Sovereign Spear!

At that moment, Jing Qingjia stood like a war god, majestic, domineering, and awe-inspiring. His cultivation and treasures blazed so brilliantly that even some of the older generation could not help but feel a twinge of envy.

“Lin Xun, bring out your dao weapon!” Jing Qingjia lifted the blazing spear, its point aiming directly at Lin Xun.

“To deal with you...I won’t need it.” Lin Xun remained calm, his tone casual.

“Hmph!”

Jing Qingjia shot forward, as swift as lightning. With a twist of his wrist, the Flame Sovereign Spear streaked across the sky like a blazing comet, tearing toward Lin Xun. At the same time, the Nine Light Cosmos Suppressing Steles revolved around him, as if he were wrapped in the terrifying might of nine worlds shifting in union.

Many onlookers were stunned. After all, both Xing Jun and Jing Qingjia were both extraordinary figures of the Heavenly Longevity Stage, their foundation monstrously powerful. In the outside world, they could almost be called invincible among their peers. In a sense, they already stood at the true pinnacle of this stage.

Unfortunately for Jing Qingjia, this time he faced Lin Xun. In that instant, Lin Xun’s sleeves billowed as he strode forward, his bearing like that of a celestial being. From within his sleeve, his right hand slipped free, fingers clenching into a fist, and he unleashed a punch.

It was an effortless, unadorned strike, yet the Flame Sovereign Spear thrust forth by Jing Qingjia trembled violently, buzzing with unstable force.

Rumble!

The Nine Light Cosmos Suppressing Steles pressed forward, forming a wall of ancient might to suppress Lin Xun’s advance. Their power was terrifying, and for a moment Lin Xun’s stride faltered, his assault briefly checked.

However, the next instant, dao sounds thundered around him. Ten thousand streams of dao light surged forth, weaving together into a mysterious and unfathomable immortal divine ring. With one pulse, it shattered the oppressive force.

Jing Qingjia’s eyes narrowed. The Flame Sovereign Spear swept across the heavens, striking sky and earth, unleashing billions of flames. Crimson laws raged like burning seas, dyeing the heavens red with violent, domineering force.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a flash, the two collided. Their battle shook the arena, plunging it into a raging torrent of destruction.

Outside the arena, the crowd was left dazzled, their cries of amazement rising like waves. The high-ranking figures held their breath, scrutinizing every move to gauge the true strength of Lin Xun.

Unfortunately, Jing Qingjia lasted only a few moments before being forced entirely onto the defensive. Though Lin Xun wielded no weapon, the power of his dao was unmatched. He struck with fists, swept with palms, cut with sword-like fingers, and formed seals to suppress and kill.

Every blow made the Flame Sovereign Spear quiver with a mournful hum, while Jing Qingjia’s blood and qi churned violently within him. Without the protection of the Nine Light Cosmos Suppressing Steles, he would have already been crushed beneath that overwhelming force.

Gasps and cries of disbelief rippled through the crowd. Even the great figures and disciples of the Origin Sect were shaken, awed by the godlike might Lin Xun displayed. Still, the Nine Light Cosmos Suppressing Stele lived up to their name. Like nine cosmic worlds standing firm, they shielded Jing Qingjia, allowing him to cling to an almost unshakable defense.

“Lin Xun! At a time like this, why don't you bring out your treasure?” Jing Qingjia roared. For him, being suppressed bare-handed was nothing less than a disgrace.

“I already told you...you’re not worthy.” As Lin Xun spoke, his aura shifted dramatically. His essence, qi, and spirit blazed like a furnace of chaos, and in the next instant, he unleashed a single, explosive punch.

Boom!

Amidst the earth-shaking collision, one of the nine steles was blasted away, its radiance shuddering violently. The entire arena fell deathly silent, every heart shaken by the sight.

“Rise!” Jing Qingjia’s face went ashen as he poured his strength into controlling the steles. However, Lin Xun gave him no chance to struggle.

The next moment, Lin Xun surged forward, unleashing hundreds of punches in an instant. Each strike roared like a landslide or tsunami, crashing down upon the steles. Like nine worlds struck by calamity, the steles shuddered with signs of collapse, ruin and decay.

Rumble!

At last, with a thunderous rumble, the nine stone steles gave way, hurled backward as their radiance dimmed and their power broke apart. The backlash struck Jing Qingjia hard. He spat blood on the spot and his face turned ghastly pale.

He tried to resist, but Lin Xun was already there. One punch tore through his defenses, smashing his head and body apart in an eruption of blood and flesh. Several high ranking experts, thinking Lin Xun intended to kill Jing Qingjia, couldn’t help but exclaim in fright.

“Stop!”

“You dare—!”

“You dare kill him?!”

Even some old antiques of the Jing Clan leapt to their feet, ready to intervene.

“Everyone, don’t worry. He isn’t dead yet.” Lin Xun’s calm voice rang from the arena. In his hand, Jing Qingjia’s primordial spirit writhed helplessly. The Jing Clan experts finally breathed a sigh of relief, but their faces remained ashen.

Jing Qingjia, armed with the clan’s treasured Nine Light Cosmos Suppressing Stele and Flame Sovereign Spear, had his dao body shattered by an unarmed Lin Xun. This was an unbearable humiliation!

Lin Xun’s gaze swept toward the Origin Sect’s high-ranking figures, a cold glint flickering in his eyes. Earlier, when Jing Qingjia was on the verge of being slain, Fu Wenli was the first to leap up and shout at him, looking even more agitated than those of the Jing Clan!