The Prodigies War-Chapter 2833 Congratulations Deacon Lin

Rumble!

In the arena, Zhongli Zhe finally found an opening to execute his innate talent.

"Endless Fire of Disaster!"

A wisp of grayish-white fire suddenly spread on his black spear. When it reached the tip, the flame suddenly exploded and turned into hundreds of millions of sparks. Cries of alarm sounded outside the arena.

Although the strike was beautiful, it was also dangerous to the extreme. Even the watching Nirvana Spirit experts couldn’t help but shiver at its deadliness. The Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron spun in front of Lin Xun to block the attack. Countless sparks accelerated towards him only to be erased from existence by the sword cauldron.

Clang!

Even the black spear’s powerful thrust was stopped by the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron, unable to advance a single inch more. Zhongli Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly. Without skipping a beat, he displayed another of his trump cards.

"Everlasting Flames of Light!"

He suddenly shone brightly like a burning sun, bathing the black spear in his hand with boundless blinding light. The surrounding space distorted and twisted as it collapsed, seemingly burned away by the horrific heat.

The thrust flooded the entire Heaven-Derived Dao Arena with light.

Boom!

However, the endless flames of light were soon torn apart with a loud boom, brutally crushed and scattered by the sword cauldron. A dao sword shot out from the sword cauldron and slashed.

Clang!!

Zhongli Zhe pulled back his black spear and clutched it with both hands in front of him to block. However, intense pain soon shot up his arms as he was flipped around and sent shooting backwards.

"This..."

Everyone was in shock. By this point, the two had fought over a thousand rounds. Despite that, the perfect Nirvana Spirit Stage Zhongli Zhe had failed to gain any advantage.

Moreover, all of his offensives were repeatedly thwarted! In the distance, Fu Wenli’s, Qi Xiaoyun’s, and the other bigwigs’ eyes flickered as a cloudy expression spread from between their brows.

It wasn’t that Zhongli Zhe's performance had disappointed them. Although the power he used was remarkable for his cultivation level, it was unfortunately slightly inferior when compared to Lin Xun.

The truth was that Lin Xun was simply too dazzling despite recently reaching the Nirvana Spirit Stage. Even in Fu Wenli’s and the others’ eyes, his combat power could only be described as heaven-defying, making them somewhat unable to believe what they were seeing.

So much so that even though Zhongli Zhe was trying his best, he could never cover up Lin Xun's brilliance, and was naturally unable to suppress the latter. In the arena, the battle grew increasingly intense.

"Thousand Fires Flow Like Wine!"

"Ten Thousand Burns of the Heart!"

"Calamity Fire of the End!"

Zhongli Zhe exuded a terrifying presence as he executed special move after special move. He displayed the maximum potential of his cultivation, causing the onlookers to tremble in awe.

Everyone could see that he had grown desperate and was no longer holding anything back! However, what was even more shocking was that his killing moves were blocked and neutralized by Lin Xun one by one, failing to inflict even the tiniest of wounds.

By this juncture, Zhongli Zhe's expression had become extremely grave and furious. Despite the huge disparity in cultivation level, he couldn’t do a single thing to the opponent. While being defeated might not be a big matter, losing the position of deacon was something that he could never accept!

"You aren’t good enough." At this moment, Lin Xun nonchalantly said, "At best, you’re just a whetstone for my Nirvana Spirit path."

Swish!

His aura abruptly changed as he rushed forward with the sword cauldron.

Boom!

The sword cauldron struck with such force that Zhongli Zhe couldn’t help but cough blood from the impact as his figure wavered unsteadily. He had tried his best to defend, but was still injured by the head-on clash! However, the fact that he was being regarded as a whetstone by Lin Xun was even more intolerable!

"Go!"

Zhongli Zhe's eyes flashed coldly as he opened his mouth and spat.

Rustle!

A three-inch-long blue flying knife shot forth. It arrived above Lin Xun’s head like a phantom and abruptly plunged downwards. It was so fast that most people outside the arena hadn’t even reacted!

However, Lin Xun's response was also extremely quick. A dao sword whizzed out from the sword cauldron and blocked the blue flying knife by a hair’s breadth.

Clang!

The blue flying knife shuddered and was sent flying. Zhongli Zhe coughed another mouthful of blood. That was the life-bound flying knife he nurtured in his body and also his most powerful killing move. Despite that, it had also been easily blocked.

Outside the arena, the expressions of Fu Wenli and other big shots had turned incomparably gloomy. How could they not tell that it was almost impossible for Zhongli Zhe to turn things around?

More people, however, were instead shocked by Lin Xun's combat power. He was simply too strong! There was zero similarity between him and someone who had just ascended to the Nirvana Spirit Stage. Otherwise, how could he continuously wound the perfect Nirvana Spirit Stage Zhongli Zhe?

Zhongli Zhe shouted, "Kill!”

With disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, he had become the very picture of desperation. Only a single fate awaited him if he was defeated by Lin Xun today: he would lose his deacon position and all of his dignity, making it impossible to ever lift his face in the sect again!

It must be remembered that when he first learned of Lin Xun's challenge, he had been quite excited and planned to use this opportunity to brutally stomp Lin Xun...

Rumble!

In the arena, Zhongli Zhe's presence grew increasingly dreadful. His spear seemed to sweep across the sky and land, causing the earth to shudder and space to distort in its wake.

However, Lin Xun had already figured out the extent of his opponent’s abilities and didn’t plan to continue fighting. He suddenly spread his limbs outwards and the sword cauldron ruthlessly smashed down from above.

Crash!

With an earth-shaking explosion, Zhongli Zhe's spear was torn from his grip as he was flattened into the ground, nearly smashed into a meatloaf. However, that wasn’t the end. While he was being flattened, Lin Xun leaped over and grabbed his broken body.

Fu Wenli’s shout sounded from the distance, "No killing!"

Qi Xiaoyun, Chi Wen and the other big shots also revealed furious expressions. Zhongli Zhe’s defeat was swift and miserable, and even his body had nearly been destroyed. They just couldn’t accept such an outcome.

In the arena, Lin Xun casually tossed Zhongli Zhe aside and nonchalantly said, "I naturally know that killing is forbidden in the Heaven-Derived Dao Arena."

Thud!

Zhongli Zhe fell unconscious as he tumbled on the ground. The atmosphere outside the arena was already boiling.

"Great going Deputy Deacon Lin!"

"You should be calling him Deacon Lin!"

"That was exhilarating!"

"At the initial Nirvana Spirit Stage, he bridged the gap of the intermediate, advanced, and perfect stages to subdue his opponent in a single move. Such heaven-defying strength will shock all of the past and present!"

Excited shouts sounded one after another as numerous people from the three pavilions and nine peaks feverishly gazed at Lin Xun.

In the beginning, many people had been worried that Lin Xun would lose. Now, they realized that a heaven-defying person like him had issued the challenge because he had been confident of victory.

"Not bad, not bad at all."

Fang Daoping, Xuan Feiling, Dugu Yong, and the other big shots laughed, feeling especially pleased at the sights of Fu Wenli’s and the others’ ugly expressions.

In recent years, gleefully seeing Fu Wenli’s and the others’ suffering expressions had become a source of entertainment for Xuan Feiling and the others. It was a habit cultivated through Lin Xun’s battles since entering the sect...

"Congratulations, Lin Xun. From today, you are a deacon of the Origin Sky Pavilion!"

Fang Daoping’s hearty laughter sounded in the distance.

Someone cupped his hands together and said, "Congratulations Deacon Lin!"

Immediately afterwards, many disciples also cupped their hands together and bowed.

"Congratulations Deacon Lin!"

Their orderly voices echoed across the sky. Everyone's expressions were colored with awe and excitement. For them, Lin Xun was practically a legend. Since joining the sect, his various feats had left a deep mark in the hearts of the people!

Those who hated Lin Xun wore ugly expressions, feeling as if they had swallowed a fly. A deacon! It was an existence that stood equal footing with the Masters of the Nine Peaks!

Who could have anticipated that Lin Xun, who had only entered the sect ten years ago, would already climb to such a high position?

Yuan Changtian rubbed his hands as he exclaimed in admiration, "Not bad at all, I underestimated him previously."

Yuan Xiliu whispered, "Young Master, isn’t praising others a detriment to yourself?"

Yuan Changtian laughed and said, "Old Ancestor, jealousy is the weapon of the incompetent, while admiration is showing true respect to one’s enemy."

Happy with the response, Yuan Xiliu said, "Young Master, your composure is growing ever more refined."

Meanwhile, Lin Xun looked around, feeling gratified by the respect and excitement on the crowd’s faces. True prestige lay where the people’s hearts pointed. Earning the acknowledgement and support of the Origin Sect was naturally something to be celebrated.

On the other hand, Fu Wenli felt disgusted by this scene and sternly shouted, "Why are you people still standing around, hurry up and bring Zhongli Zhe out!"

Silence enveloped his surroundings as everyone realized that Zhongli Zhe was still lying unconscious in the Heaven-Derived Dao Arena.

Someone hurriedly entered. However, just as he was about to help Zhongli Zhe up, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Lin Xun, to think you actually crippled my cultivation, you and I will forever be enemies!"

His voice overflowed with unmatched anger and resentment. He suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood before fainting again. At a rate that could be seen by the naked eye, he grew younger and younger as his aura rapidly declined!

The entire place fell deathly silent. Everyone was utterly shocked and in disbelief. Even Fang Daoping’s, Xuan Feiling’s and the others’ pupils shrank, feeling completely caught by surprise.

Who could have anticipated that Lin Xun would sever Zhongli Zhe's cultivation without anyone noticing!?

The thought alone was terrifying, to say the least.

Eyes full of murder, the already furious Fu Wenli jabbed his finger at Lin Xun and roared, "You evil thing! How dare you be so cruel to your fellow disciple in a sect assessment?! You must be punished!"

As his words rang out, he raised his hand and viciously swung it at Lin Xun from a distance.

Rumble!

Resplendent law power gathered into a terrifying giant hand. However, it was swiftly blocked by Xuan Feiling midway.

Xuan Feiling coldly said, "Brother Fu, how can a deputy pavilion master like you willfully suppress a disciple of the sect?"

"You saw with your own eyes how despicable he is; even going so far as to sever Zhongli Zhe’s cultivation. That is a heinous sin!"

Fu Wenli's face was steely-green with rage. Qi Xiaoyun, Chi Wen, Tang Qiu, and the other big shots were also enraged and displayed hostile expressions.

The atmosphere around the Heaven-Derived Dao Arena immediately became stifling and tense.