69novels Chapter 90 The True Meaning of Ascension
Chapter 90 The True Meaning of Ascension
Chapter 90 The True Meaning of Ascension
Lu Lin and Lu Linglong stood facing each other, several feet apart.
The vast arena was completely silent; even the rustling of the mountain wind through the gaps in the forest could be clearly heard.
All eyes were drawn to this pair of the most dazzling younger generation of the Lu family, as if drawn by a magnet.
The morning light slanted in, gilding Lu Linglong's light pink hair with a soft golden edge, and also illuminating the spotless texture of Lu Lin's white Taoist robe.
Although the two are connected by blood, their auras are completely different when they confront each other: Lu Lin is like a deep pool or ancient well, with still waters running deep, but containing an overwhelming and unstoppable power; Lu Linglong is like a clear spring in the mountains, lively and dynamic, seemingly clear to the bottom, but in fact unfathomable.
The only thing they had in common was the deep concentration in their eyes, a concentration that belonged to true practitioners.
Lu Lin broke the silence first. Her voice was not loud, but it was steady and gentle, penetrating the entire quiet arena. It carried an unquestionable confidence that came from absolute strength: "Linglong, in this competition, there is no need for any reservations or to hold back. Use all your methods, whether they are ones I have never seen before or ones you usually hide."
He looked at his cousin with a clear and open gaze and continued, "Let me see just how far you've come. Don't worry, I can handle your attacks."
This is not boasting, but rather based on the certainty that the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe" has reached a near-perfect state.
It should be known that the Feathered Dao Bone is derived from the Reverse Life Triple Stage, and is an improvement upon it. At the very least, the first two stages are, and there are traces of it within the Reverse Life Triple Stage.
If we compare the first realm of the Ascension Dao Bone to the third level of Reversal of Life, it surpasses even the second level of perfection. Regenerating a severed arm and reshaping the three cores are merely trivial matters. Otherwise, Lu Lin wouldn't dare to make such a boast.
Upon hearing this, Lu Linglong's almond-shaped eyes, which always held a gentle smile, gradually lost their smile, replaced by a pure and fervent fighting spirit, like a flame suddenly leaping up from beneath the ice.
She nodded gently, her right hand unconsciously stroking the light pink oil-paper umbrella behind her—the cool and delicate handle of the "Seize the Moment of Longevity" umbrella.
"Since you've put it that way, cousin, then I won't hold back." Her voice was clear and crisp, yet equally resolute. "I've long wanted to personally experience what it's like to ascend to immortality, cousin. Be careful, my sword—it might be a bit sharp."
The moment the words fell, the tense atmosphere between the two was violently torn apart by the simultaneous burst of action!
Boom!
Lu Lin simply took one step forward.
This step, seemingly ordinary, is like the way a normal person takes a step.
However, the moment his heel touched the ground, it produced a deep, resonant sound that seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present!
The ground beneath his feet took on a wave-like shape centered on his toes, silently spreading out for several feet.
Centered on him, an invisible, solid wave of air suddenly spread along the ground. It was not a gale, but it carried a heavy texture, instantly sweeping away the fine dust and fallen leaves on the surface of the field, revealing the brown background.
His aura underwent a dramatic change—he was no longer the calm, reserved, and gentlemanly figure he once was.
A powerful, solid, and seemingly rising force, as if from the depths of the earth, began to awaken, rise, and spread!
This "momentum" was not murderous, but it carried a pure, suffocating "pressure," as if gravity itself had been distorted and the air had become viscous where he stood.
He did not immediately enter that astonishing jade-white "true form," but the skin on his exposed neck, the back of his hands, and other areas was already shimmering with a very faint, warm luster that could only be detected by the naked eye with careful observation, like the faint glow of the finest mutton-fat jade in the morning light.
This is precisely the manifestation of the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe" being pushed to its limit under normal conditions, existing between the tangible and the intangible. Its defense and power amplification have far exceeded those when it began fighting Wang Ye yesterday.
Almost at the same millisecond, Lu Linglong also moved.
Her movements were the complete opposite of Lu Lin's "heavy" movements.
The figure swayed very slightly, not in any clear direction, but the person's presence suddenly became somewhat "blurred," as if a pebble had been thrown into the water and the ripples distorted the image.
Instead of retreating to avoid the sharp edge, she gracefully floated several feet to the side and in front of Lu Lin at the boundary between the edge of Lu Lin's "power field" and the core area of pressure.
The timing and angle of this step were exquisite, perfectly stepping into a relatively "gentle" point in Lu Lin's power radiation, like a fallen leaf in a turbulent current, rotating with the water's flow rather than resisting the raging torrent.
At the same time, the light pink oil-paper umbrella that she had always carried on her back had quietly slipped into her right hand.
The umbrella was not open; the tip of the umbrella pointed diagonally toward the ground, as if it were just being casually held.
However, if a perceptive person looks closely, they can discover that beneath the seemingly ordinary gaps in the umbrella ribs and the texture of the umbrella surface, there are extremely faint, flickering, and subtle runes that disappear in an instant, like the light of a breath.
The two have not yet clashed physically, but the invisible yet more dangerous "prelude"—their aura, territory, and the attraction and struggle for their surroundings—has already begun.
Lu Lin, as imposing as a mountain, with absolute power and a flawless sense of territory, attempted to control the rhythm of the entire arena from the very beginning, turning the arena into his "absolute territory."
Lu Linglong, on the other hand, was as swift and unpredictable as the wind and shadow. Her movements were in harmony with a certain profound rhythm of heaven and earth. She could always move, cut in, and slide away at the points where the opponent's power was gathering and pressing down. She did not confront him head-on, but she was never completely brought into the opponent's rhythm.
"Watch out, Linglong." Lu Lin whispered, a final warning and a clarion call for the attack!
He suddenly lunged forward!
The speed wasn't fast enough to leave a visual afterimage; compared to Lu Linglong's ghostly movements, it even seemed somewhat "simple."
But every step he took was so steady it was heart-stopping, the sound of his footsteps echoing like the beating of war drums, carrying a resolute will to crush all obstacles in his path.
In three steps, he had covered several meters. He raised his right arm with an extremely simple movement: his five fingers clenched together, and his knuckles made a slight popping sound. There was no complicated opening stance, no feints or false attacks. It was the simplest, most direct, and most domineering straight punch, carrying an overwhelming force, which slammed into Lu Linglong's chest!
Even before the fist arrived, the extremely refined fist wind and the immense "Qi" pressure had already pressed down like an invisible copper wall and iron barrier!
The air emitted a low, whimpering hum, as if it were strained under the weight of the pressure, and even the light in front of the fist seemed to be subtly distorted and refracted due to the immense energy density.
This strike perfectly blends the terrifying physical strength granted by the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe," the ultimate refinement brought by "Commanding All Forces," and Lu Lin's own honed martial will.
Seemingly simple and unadorned, it was actually a great skill without artifice. The range of its punches was extremely wide, almost completely blocking Lu Linglong's space to move left and right, forcing her to either attack with her own and meet its edge head-on, or retreat completely and give up the initiative entirely!
Faced with a punch that seemed capable of crushing a small mountain, a glint flashed in Lu Linglong's eyes. Instead of retreating, she met it head-on.
She lightly touched the ground with her toes, the force of which was exquisite, borrowing part of the ground's recoil and the disturbed airflow from the edge of Lu Lin's punch.
Instead of rushing forward in a straight line, his body drew a beautiful yet perilous arc, like a fish swimming upstream against the current, or a swift darting through the forest, narrowly missing the fierce and powerful fist wind that could tear metal apart!
The sharp gust of wind from the punch severed a few strands of hair from her forehead, which then fluttered down.
At the same time, the "Longevity Flower" she was holding in her right hand moved!
The tip of the umbrella, which was originally pointing diagonally at the ground, suddenly raised its head like a lurking snake and thrust out swiftly!
The target was not Lu Lin's fist or arm, but the gap under his right ribs that was naturally exposed when he threw a full punch and leaned forward!
It is not a vital spot, but it is one of the key points for the conversion of the body's power. Once damaged, it can affect the subsequent offensive.
What's even more alarming is that, at the very moment the blunt tip of the umbrella pierced out, a sharp sword aura, condensed to its extreme and almost solidified in platinum color, suddenly lit up!
The sword energy, though only an inch or so long, carried a chilling aura and an unparalleled sharpness, the very power of the "Golden Sword Talisman" that had shattered Zhang Lingyu's "Northern Azure Pool" yesterday.
But unlike yesterday, this sword energy is now extremely compressed and condensed at the tip of the umbrella. Its light is restrained and its aura is more concealed. Precisely because of this extreme condensation, its penetrability and destructive power are more than doubled!
"Impressive movements!" Lu Lin thought to herself, her opinion of her cousin rising even higher.
However, his reaction speed was faster than anyone could have imagined!
The right fist, undiminished in momentum, seemed to have been anticipated, while the left arm had already risen from under the ribs like a ghost, blocking the way in front!
In an instant, the outer side of the forearm was covered with a more solid, almost translucent jade-like luster, which blocked the path of that fatal sword tip precisely!
The timing was so precise, it was as if the two had rehearsed it a thousand times.
bite-!!!
A sharp, teeth-grinding sound, like the clash of peerless swords, suddenly exploded in the arena!
The sound was high-pitched and shrill, piercing straight into the eardrums!
The incredibly refined, invisible sword energy at the tip of the umbrella clashed violently with the translucent, jade-white halo on the outside of Lu Lin's forearm!
A fist-sized, dazzling white-gold spark erupted from the point of impact, while visible, water-like energy ripples spread out in a ring, sweeping away the dust and rubble around their feet once again.
Lu Linglong felt an indescribable, terrifying force of recoil coming from the umbrella in her hand!
The feeling was not like being pierced by flesh and blood, but more like being struck by a full-force sword against a mountain that was moving at high speed and was forged from ten thousand years of black iron!
An overwhelming force surged up the umbrella handle, causing her entire right arm to go numb and tingle instantly, her hand on her hand to burn, and she could barely hold onto the handle.
Her delicate body was involuntarily pulled backward by this tremendous force. She barely managed to regain her balance after her toes touched the ground to dissipate the force and she was more than three zhang away from the ground. Her breath hitched slightly.
Lu Lin paused slightly, took a half step back with her left foot, and then stood firmly.
He looked down at the spot on the outside of his left forearm where he had been stabbed. The translucent, jade-white halo rippled violently a few times, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, but quickly returned to calm.
Under the halo, the skin was completely unharmed, without even a red mark. Only on the originally smooth surface of the "fairy robe" was a tiny white spot, about the size of a grain of rice, like an insignificant natural flaw on the finest white jade.
The first real confrontation began and ended in the blink of an eye.
In terms of strength, defense, and reaction speed, Lu Lin held a clear advantage, revealing the formidable power of her "Water and Fire Immortal Robe".
"Hoo—" Lu Linglong exhaled a breath of stale air, shaking her still slightly numb right wrist. Her gaze towards Lu Lin showed no sign of discouragement or defeat; instead, it shone like a brightened star, her fighting spirit and enthusiasm soaring even higher, even carrying the excitement of encountering a worthy opponent. "Truly impressive! Ascending to immortality, perfectly balanced offense and defense, your reputation is well-deserved. My little tricky sword energy seems insufficient even to tickle you, cousin."
Her tone was relaxed, with her characteristic naive charm, but the seriousness in her eyes remained undiminished.
Lu Lin withdrew her arms, her gaze falling on the almost imperceptible white spot on the forearm, a fleeting look of genuine surprise crossing her eyes.
He moved his left arm, feeling the sharp, piercing pain he had felt during the collision—a pain clearly discernible even through his "celestial robes"—and spoke slowly, his tone becoming much more serious: "Linglong, you are not weak either. That sword strike just now, with its condensed sword energy as fine as a needle and extremely penetrating power, is no weaker than those sword immortal sects. To leave such a clear mark on my body under normal circumstances—your efforts in this year are equivalent to more than thirty years of hard training for others."
Although the white dot did not break through the defense, the fact that it could leave even a trace on the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe" was enough to demonstrate the astonishing level of cohesion and penetration of Lu Linglong's thrust, which compressed the power of the "Golden Sword Talisman"!
Moreover, this is only one. Compared to the battle at Tsinghua University more than half a year ago, Lu Linglong's understanding of the magic talisman has more than doubled.
"Really?" Lu Linglong's eyes lit up, seemingly encouraged. She chuckled and gripped the umbrella handle tightly. "Cousin, warm-up's over. Now—it's time to get serious!"
Before she finished speaking, her figure became ethereal and dreamlike once again!
"Swift Movement - Fleeting Shadow!"
With a sharp shout, Lu Linglong's figure seemed to blend into the gaps between light and space, no longer a simple, rapid movement.
In the eyes of the spectators on the sidelines, her figure suddenly split into several faint afterimages, which were not still but moved, flickering and intertwining in the arena with different trajectories and speeds!
When viewed from the front, it seems to be launching a frontal assault; suddenly it appears from behind, as if it has already circled around to the back; sometimes it rises like wisps of smoke, sometimes it appears and disappears like a startled swan.
Each afterimage carried a hint of reality, interfering with the opponent's perception and targeting.
What's even more mysterious is her gait.
Each step is not taken in a straight line, but rather on some indescribable rhythmic nodes, subtly corresponding to the eight trigrams, and seemingly transcending ordinary Qimen footwork.
She always manages to slip away like a fish from the "absolute blind spot" enveloped by Lu Lin's fist and palm shadows in that split second, and launch a lightning-fast counterattack the instant her body changes shape!
She completely abandoned her attempt to outmaneuver Lu Lin, and instead maximized her speed, unpredictable movements, and precise timing in combat.
The "Longevity Flower Support" in her hand seemed to be an extension of her limbs. Sometimes, with a soft "clang," the umbrella ribs would close up and transform into a strange longsword more than three feet long. The sword was invisible, with only the tip of the umbrella emitting sharp sword light that could not be adjusted.
She used the umbrella as a sword, unleashing exquisite and swift sword techniques: pointing, stabbing, flicking, slicing, and cutting!
The sword light was like silk threads, continuous and unbroken. It no longer pursued a direct breakthrough, but instead focused on attacking Lu Lin's joints, acupoints where meridians converged, and the ever-changing and relatively weak points of aura transformation in the flowing light of the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe".
Each sword strike was swift, precise, vicious, and cunning, forcing Lu Lin to be distracted by protecting these "non-lethal" yet impactful positions.
Then, with a "whoosh," the umbrella suddenly opened, its light pink surface spinning like a wheel, creating a peculiar vortex.
This rotation is not for defense, but rather a clever use of "dissipation," "guidance," and "rotation" to either deflect or deflect Lu Lin's powerful punches by striking from the side; or to stir up airflow and create small-scale turbulence to interfere with Lu Lin's perception of his surroundings and his ability to lock onto his aura; and even more remarkably, it can occasionally accurately capture the residual force of Lu Lin's punches when his old strength has been exhausted and new strength has not yet been generated, cleverly using the rotation of the umbrella to pull and amplify it, and then push it back!
Although this "borrowed" power was far from enough to harm Lu Lin, it could disrupt his smooth and continuous offensive rhythm every time, causing the heavy and continuous pressure to experience extremely brief and almost imperceptible stagnation.
This slight hesitation is often the opportunity for Lu Linglong to catch her breath, change her moves, or even counterattack!
Lu Lin then completely entered a different battle mode. He no longer actively pursued, but instead remained unchanged in the face of all changes. His feet were firmly rooted to the spot in a small area, and he activated the defense of the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe" to the point that there were no gaps in his body.
His fists sometimes struck like heavy hammers, powerful and heavy, smashing into the afterimages that Lu Linglong might leave behind; his palms sometimes struck like a Vajra seal, heavy and solid, slapping into the void around him, forcibly squeezing and compressing all possible space for Lu Linglong to dodge with their immense power.
His moves were wide and powerful, ancient and vigorous, each strike carrying overwhelming force, forcing Lu Linglong to maintain the ultra-high speed of "Swift Shadow" without stopping, which was a huge drain on her spirit and mind.
However, Lu Lin did not blindly stick to her principles.
His eyes were like lightning, fixed on Lu Linglong's ever-changing figure. Occasionally, when Lu Linglong's movement trajectory showed a very slight and predictable pattern due to continuous changes in direction or borrowing force, he could suddenly burst out!
In an instant, the body changes from extreme stillness to extreme motion, the speed increases dramatically, and a heavy punch that is simple yet fast as lightning, or a hand chop that is sharp at a tricky angle and full of power, will be slashed out with the force of thunder!
Each time, the umbrella would narrowly miss Lu Linglong's clothes, or force her to use the umbrella to block it, causing her blood to surge and creating dangerous situations.
The scene was dazzling and mesmerizing.
On one side, countless pale pink afterimages swirled and danced like butterflies flitting among flowers, sword energy like silk threads, umbrella shadows like wheels, and attacks poured out like mercury, penetrating every crevice; on the other side, a steadfast, jade-white "God of War" stood, his fists and palms whistling and crisscrossing, like a pillar stabilizing the sea, unmoved by winds and rains from all directions, and constantly tightening the "great net" woven from power and domain.
"Exquisite movement technique—it's simply beyond human capabilities! You can't even see it clearly!" Feng Xingtong exclaimed, her eyes wide and her palms sweating.
"But Lu Lin is too steady, frighteningly steady." Zhang Chulan's expression was also grave. "Linglong's attacks are like a torrential downpour hitting a banana leaf; it looks spectacular, but the banana leaf is deeply rooted and can't be knocked down by the heavy rain. And—Linglong's speed seems to have slowed down a little bit since the beginning?"
He cultivated thunder magic and created the Swift Thunder White Bug, which is extremely sensitive to changes in speed.
Wang Ye, arms crossed, had somehow moved closer and chimed in, "It's not just a feeling, it's definitely slowing down. Maintaining that level of movement and perception is incredibly taxing. Lu Lin's 'momentum' has been fully unleashed; you can't feel the pressure he's exerting unless you're facing him directly."
"This arena is like his home turf for him. No matter how exquisite Linglong's movements are, it's like dancing in a net that's constantly tightening and becoming increasingly sticky. Unless—she still holds a trump card that can instantly tear through this net—it's only a matter of time before she's cornered and exhausted."
Zhang Chulan quickly looked at Feng Baobao beside him: "Sister Baobao, what do you think?"
Feng Baobao still tilted her head, her clear black and white eyes fixed on the arena, and said slowly, "Her strength is decreasing, while his strength seems inexhaustible. If they fight like this, she can't win."
She paused, then added, her tone calm yet incisive: "Unless—she's resorting to underhanded tactics. Or perhaps she has an even more powerful underhanded tactic she hasn't yet used."
As if to confirm these people's judgment, a sudden change occurred in the scene!
After Lu Linglong skillfully deflected most of the force of a seemingly ordinary straight punch by Lu Lin using the rotating umbrella, a sudden glint flashed in his eyes, and without warning, his left leg stomped heavily on the ground with the force of shattering a mountain!
Boom! ...
This shock was far greater than any before!
It is not a magic technique that draws upon the earth's energy, but rather an instantaneous burst of pure, ultimate physical strength and boundless true qi!
Centered on his left foot, a visible, ring-shaped wave of earth suddenly exploded out, sending debris flying!
At the same time, an incredibly powerful shockwave with high-frequency vibrations spread out in a perfect circle close to the ground, instantly sweeping across all areas within a five-zhang radius centered on him!
This shockwave was not a direct attack; its goal was to completely disrupt and destroy the footwork and ground feedback that Lu Linglong relied on for her exquisite movement technique!
Lu Linglong's elusive, ghostly figure was finally subjected to an unavoidable, brief but potentially fatal disruption by this sudden, all-encompassing, and indiscriminate shock!
The sensation of her toes touching the ground became blurred, and she stumbled slightly. The perfect rhythm and balance she had maintained while moving at high speed were abruptly broken!
Although she managed to adjust her center of gravity in less than a fraction of a second with her amazing body control, attempting to rejoin the trajectory of "Swift Shadow," for an opponent of Lu Lin's caliber, that momentary opening was long enough!
"Go!"
Lu Lin's long-awaited roar was like a thunderclap from a dry land!
His right fist, which had been held back and seemed to be just casually swinging, finally revealed its ferocious fangs at this moment!
On the fist and arm, the originally warm and smooth jade-white luster instantly became dazzling, and all the scattered aura and power converged and compressed wildly towards the fist in an instant!
The fist moved.
There was no sound, because the speed of the punch surpassed sound the instant it started!
Only a brief and distorted trail of jade-white light remained.
When the sound of air being torn apart arrived belatedly, shrill like cloth being ripped, it was the culmination of Lu Lin's peak power at this moment.
A punch powerful enough to pulverize steel, carrying destructive force, slammed into Lu Linglong's chest, where she was momentarily stunned as she staggered and adjusted her balance!
This punch was meticulously planned, timed perfectly, and its power far surpassed any previous attack!
Before the fist even arrived, the pressure from the fist, which had been concentrated to the extreme, had already caused Lu Linglong's clothes to cling tightly to her skin, and even slightly indented inward!
A sudden, deafening roar erupted from the stands! Countless people stood up in shock!
Lu Jin's pupils contracted, and she involuntarily leaned forward, her withered fingers gripping the stands.
Even the usually composed and serene Zhang Zhiwei, the old Celestial Master, paused slightly at this moment, his gaze fixed on the scene, like a boulder thrown into a still lake.
ended?
This thought has crossed the minds of the vast majority of people.
However, facing this unavoidable and decisive punch, Lu Linglong, who was in dire straits, did not panic in her clear almond eyes. Instead, under extreme pressure, she burst out with a crystal-clear and calm light!
Her right hand, gripping the umbrella handle, tightened abruptly, her knuckles clearly defined. At the same time, her cherry lips parted slightly: "Wait!"
Om-!
There was no burst of light, no explosion of energy.
But a strange, obscure, and indescribable invisible wave spread out instantly from Lu Linglong's center, precisely enveloping an area of about ten feet in front of her.
Time did not stop.
Space, too, did not solidify.
But within this area shrouded in fluctuations, the movement of all matter, the transfer of energy, and even the "process" itself, seemed to be gently and irresistibly slowed down by an invisible and gentle hand.
Lu Lin's punch, which was originally faster than the visual capture and as powerful as thunder, suddenly froze the moment it entered this area. The speed of the punch was extremely subtle, almost imperceptible to ordinary people, yet so real that it made Lu Lin herself feel chills.
It's like a perfectly smooth video clip with a few frames precisely cut out.
It's like a rapidly spinning top suddenly getting stuck in sticky glue.
This stillness, though not a complete freeze, is insufficient to truly stop the fist containing terrifying power.
However, it was enough to cause a slight but all-changing delay at the peak moment of the transmission and explosion of that destructive power, and also caused an extremely slight deviation in the originally perfect and target-directed trajectory of the punch due to this momentary "incoordination"!
It was that split second!
Lu Linglong's right wrist, which had been loosely gripping the umbrella handle, suddenly flipped over with a speed and precision that surpassed the limits of human capability!
In the middle section of the umbrella handle of "A Moment of Longevity and a Blooming Flower," the special mechanism once again emitted that clear and passionate sword chant, which seemed to cleanse the soul!
"Clang!"
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At the tip of the umbrella, an invisible sword blade, more refined and dazzling than ever before, with light almost solidifying into platinum and even faintly swirling with subtle runes, suddenly extended out!
The sword is three feet long and solid. Although it has no hilt, it exudes an unparalleled sharpness that can cut through everything and destroy all laws!
She did not try to block the still terrifying fist, which had only been "slowed down" for a moment.
Her figure, along with the platinum sword in her hand, condensed to its fullest extent, transformed into a sight that almost tore apart everyone's vision.
A straight white line composed purely of the meaning of "straight piercing"!
This white line, following the fleeting, hair-thin "gap" created by "stagnation" and "deviation," pierced Lu Lin's vital chest, exposed by the force of her full-force punch, her body leaning forward, and her center inevitably slightly open!
Attack by focusing on key points to break through the overall defenses! Attack where the enemy must defend!
Lu Linglong's counterattack was remarkably swift.
In that instant, Lu Lin's pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints!
He not only clearly "felt" the strange, physics-defying stagnation of his own fist technique, but also could see and perceive with unparalleled clarity the extreme sharpness condensed on the platinum sword tip, sharp enough to make even his "Water and Fire Immortal Robe" feel a stinging warning!
Danger! Extreme danger!
The Water and Fire Immortal Robe was not fully activated, so the heart was naturally Lu Lin's most vulnerable spot.
In a flash, his rich combat experience and honed fighting instincts led him to make the most correct, and perhaps only, choice—
Abandoning the follow-up power and pursuit of this punch, and at the cost of the backlash and shift in center of gravity, he forcibly twisted his waist and hips, moving his body to the extreme right like a boneless dragon!
puff!
bite-!!!
Two strange sounds, almost simultaneous yet with a subtle time difference, pierced everyone's eardrums with a sharp sound!
The first sound came from Lu Lin's right fist, which had been "slowed down" for a moment and was slightly less powerful but still terrifying, as it whistled past Lu Linglong's left shoulder!
The fierce punch, like a tangible blade, instantly tore a long gash in her left shoulder, revealing her fair skin underneath. A clear, blood-red mark immediately appeared on her skin, and a burning pain shot through her.
Lu Linglong let out a muffled groan as her delicate body was spun to the right by the force of the brush past her.
The second sound came from the extremely refined platinum sword in Lu Linglong's hand, which grazed the edge of Lu Lin's left shoulder, which she had failed to completely dodge due to her extreme evasion.
There was no metallic clanging sound, but rather a more piercing hissing sound, as if the toughest leather was being sliced open by a high-speed blade!
The Daoist aura of "Breaking the Law" and "Sharpness" that condensed on the sword's edge, specifically designed to counter energy defenses and tough substances, clashed violently with the jade-white "Immortal Robe" radiance that instantly appeared on Lu Lin's shoulder and thickened several times over!
The light flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Lu Lin stumbled back three steps, each step leaving a clear footprint on the hard blue bricks, barely managing to offset the recoil from forcibly twisting her fist and the impact of the sword strike, thus stabilizing her body.
He immediately looked down at his left shoulder.
There, a neat, inch-long slit had been cut into the shoulder of the white Taoist robe.
Beneath the Taoist robe, on the skin of his shoulder, there was a terrifying-looking bloodstain!
Crimson blood slid down his white skin along the wound, soaking his left sleeve in the blink of an eye.
Lu Linglong barely managed to complete her turn in mid-air before staggering to the ground. She had to brace the tip of her "Eternal Life Supporting Flowers" umbrella against the ground to avoid falling.
Her left shoulder was torn, and the red marks on her skin were shocking. Her breathing was noticeably more rapid, indicating that the extreme counterattack she had just fought was not easy for her.
Lu Linglong raised her head, hoisted the Longevity Flower onto her shoulder, looked at the bleeding wound on Lu Lin's shoulder, a small, smug smile on her face, her voice slightly breathless but still clear: "Cousin—it seems your immortal robe isn't—completely insurmountable after all."
The entire venue was deathly silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
Immediately afterwards, like cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge uproar and screams erupted!
"Injured—injured?! Lu Lin is injured?!"
"My God! What did I just see?! What kind of move is that?!"
"For a split second just now, I felt like Lu Lin's movement paused for a moment? Was it just my imagination?"
"Sword energy! It's Lu Linglong's sword energy! She broke through the Water and Fire Immortal Robe's defense!"
"How is this possible?! Even Master Wang Ye couldn't accomplish this despite using all his methods—"
Incredulous gasps, excited discussions, and horrified gasps mingled together, almost lifting the competition venue off its feet.
No one expected that in this match that was thought to be one-sided, the first one to be injured and bleed was Lu Lin, whose defense was considered the "ceiling" of this tournament and who could withstand all of Wang Ye's spells without being able to break through it!
On the high platform, Lu Jin's breathing became noticeably heavier for a moment, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he stared intently at Lu Linglong, as if he wanted to get to know this granddaughter he had watched grow up all over again.
Zhang Zhiwei finally stopped stroking his beard, a deep light flickering in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "Indeed—this power, though immature, is of extremely high essence. It's truly baffling. How did they manage to do it? What is meant by the trajectory of the world's operation..."
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On the sidelines, Zhang Chulan's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg. Feng Xingtong was so excited she almost jumped up.
Wang Ye unconsciously tightened his grip on his arms, his eyes extremely grave: "It wasn't an illusion—just a moment ago, the 'flow of time' or 'rules of motion' in that area were indeed disrupted! What kind of ability is this?!"
Zhuge Qing had also arrived nearby at some point, his eyes narrowed and opened slightly as he stared intently at Lu Linglong, as if trying to see through all her secrets.
Lu Lin slowly raised his head, without wiping the blood from his shoulder. He looked at the wound, and the initial shock in his eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a deeper expression, as if stripped of all distractions, leaving only the purest "fighting spirit" and "solemnity".
That gaze was no longer just directed at his cousin, but at an opponent of equal caliber, someone worthy of his utmost effort and whom he had to take seriously.
He gently moved his left shoulder, and the jade-white true qi at the terrifying-looking wound flowed and gathered rapidly like a living thing. The wound contracted and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood stopped flowing. In a short while, only a faint, almost invisible pink mark of new flesh remained. In a few more breaths, even that mark would probably disappear.
"Ah—" Lu Linglong also noticed the astonishing recovery speed. After catching her breath, she couldn't help but gasp, "Not only is the defense amazing—but the recovery ability is also this incredible?"
"I underestimated you, Linglong." Lu Lin's voice rang out calmly, but it carried a serious expectation that was completely different from before.
"Your performance far exceeded my expectations. That ability to 'interfere with speed,' and that sharp sword aura that could threaten my 'Celestial Robe's' true form—truly remarkable."
"It seems I also have to—be more serious," Lu Lin said in a deep voice.
He took a deep breath, his chest rising slightly.
Immediately, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time finally finding an outlet to erupt, or like a precious jade buried deep underground reappearing in the light of day, a milky white essence, warm and smooth as jade, pure and spotless, exuding a faint warmth and life force, began to seep out from every pore and every inch of his skin!
At first it was just a thin mist, but it quickly became thick and viscous, like a liquid elixir, slowly enveloping and soaking his entire body.
Water and Fire Immortal Robe - True Form!
That ultimate move that defeated even the king and shocked the entire audience is about to descend once again!
However, at that most subtle moment—when Lu Lin's aura was transforming, her true form was about to appear but not yet, and her old power had dissipated while new power had not yet arisen—
Lu Linglong, who had been watching him intently, made a move!
She did not wait, did not hesitate, and did not feel fear or back down because the other party was about to enter a stronger form.
On the contrary, her eyes gleamed with a sharp light, as if she had been waiting for this moment!
She didn't raise the "Longevity Flower Support" in her hand, but with an extremely slight flick of her wrist, the tip of the umbrella seemed to casually and distantly point towards Lu Lin, who was several feet away, and gently swept from top to bottom.
It was as if he were wielding a sword.
The movements were relaxed, free-flowing, and even carried a hint of nonchalance.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no ear-piercing shriek, and not even a gust of wind was stirred up.
It was the same spell that Lu Linglong had used on Zhang Lingyu before: "Heaven and Earth, I am the only one who reigns supreme!"
Since the essence of the "Water and Fire Immortal Robe" is a "life state" that has reached a state of perfection, similar to the Golden Light Mantra, which strengthens the body from the inside out and in a unified way, Lu Linglong naturally thought of this technique.
What she wanted to use was not brute force to break through that solid "shell," but rather a higher and more profound "intention" to shake and dismantle the "perfect state" that Lu Lin was currently focusing on and climbing.
I am the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and earth!
This move is formless and shapeless, with no fixed starting posture or attack angle. Its essence lies entirely in the user's current situation and the "momentum" they wish to express at that moment.
Wherever the mind goes, that is where the sword points.
Therefore, in the eyes of most onlookers, Lu Linglong had only swung an ordinary sword.
But in Lu Lin's eyes, this scene was no less than an immortal wielding a sword to split the heavens.
That is the literal meaning.
The sword strike that Lu Linglong unleashed was taken from the last sword technique that Zhou Yi used before his ascension.
When you slay demons and monsters and ascend to immortality!
He vanquished all demons and monsters, and then ascended to immortality.
That seemingly casual stroke transformed into a figure wielding a sword, whose face was obscured, suddenly magnified and elevated in Lu Lin's eyes.
Until it fills the heavens and the earth!
Then he slashed down with his sword!
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