Elite-grade Mental Secret Technique, Spiral Wave!

"This level of physical strength..."

Yue Feng was initially stunned when he realized his attack had been ineffective, but his expression abruptly changed. "Not good, my sister is in danger!"

Too late! Everything was too late!

"Soul Transformation Needle!"

With a thought from Lin Dong, he directly unleashed the power of a Three Seal Talisman Master. The vast Mental Energy within his Niwan Palace surged forth, swiftly condensing over twenty illusory long needles that shot toward Yue Ling like lightning.

"Ahhh!"

Yue Ling's body suddenly stiffened after more than twenty Soul Transformation Needles pierced her mind, and she could not help letting out an agonized cry. At that moment, a light palm strike landed on her, instantly sending her out of the battle circle.

Late Heavenly Yuan Stage Yue Ling, defeated!

"The power of a Three Seal Talisman Master—no wonder little brother Lin Dong was so confident. We're certain to win this round."

"A Three Seal Talisman Master? Damn it, Xia Wanjin, that bastard actually dared to set me up?!!"

Xia Wanjin and Yue Shan, both Great Perfection Yuan Dan Stage experts, sharply detected the fluctuations of Lin Dong's Mental Energy. Their reactions were complete opposites: one was overjoyed, while the other was furious.

"You dared lay a hand on my sister? You damned fool, go die!"

Yue Feng, having finally reacted, was completely enraged. With a shake of his spear, vast Origin Energy poured into its body. The dark red spear immediately blurred into countless spear shadows, each layer more dangerous than the last.

Grade 4 Martial Art, Shadow Spear!

The Shadow Spear possessed four layers of offense, each more powerful than the one before. Once all four layers were superimposed, it could sweep aside all enemies.

"Since you can't bear to part with your sister, then go out and keep her company."

Lin Dong's expression remained unchanged. His hands came together as seal after seal rapidly flickered from his fingertips, while purple Great Sun Thunder Yuan condensed in his palm like lightning, forming a dazzling seal of light.

"Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Gate Seal!"

Just as the purple light seal was about to leap forth, Lin Dong thrust out a fierce punch, wielding that incomparably dangerous fluctuation.

Grade 5 Martial Art, Mysterious Gate Seal!

"Boom!"

A violent Origin Energy shockwave swept outward. The skyful of spear shadows were crushed apart by the light seal as though rotting wood, which then heavily struck Yue Feng squarely in the chest, where shock filled his face.

"Pfft!"

Bright red blood scattered through the air as the white-clad figure flew backward out of the battle circle like a kite with its string cut.

Late Heavenly Yuan Stage Yue Feng, defeated!

Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the crowd recovered their senses, Lin Dong had already defeated two opponents in succession.

Jiang Li, who had been sent retreating by Lin Dong's Pure Yuan Finger, let his right arm hang slightly. Blood continuously dripped from the two broken fingertips, falling onto the ground.

Although Jiang Li's attack had been fierce, it had merely been an ordinary attack infused with Origin Energy. Who could have expected Lin Dong to open with a Pure Yuan Finger comparable to a Grade 5 Martial Art, instantly severely injuring Jiang Li, who was at the middle Heavenly Yuan Stage?

"Kid, who exactly are you? I don't believe that a small family that has only recently moved to Yan City could nurture a young genius capable of cultivating both Origin Energy and Mental Energy to such a level."

Though he had been severely injured by a single move from Lin Dong, Jiang Li remained unruffled.

"You're no ordinary person either. You clearly possess late Heavenly Yuan Stage strength, yet insist on pretending to be at the middle Heavenly Yuan Stage. Tell me, who are you trying to set up?"

Lin Dong smiled noncommittally.

"You actually knew? What a miscalculation."

Upon hearing that, Jiang Li straightened his body. A powerful Origin Energy fluctuation that had clearly been suppressed for a long time rapidly surged forth—late Heavenly Yuan Stage, only a step away from the Yuan Dan Stage, and even stronger than Yue Feng and Yue Ling.

"Make your move. You only have one chance."

Lin Dong stood with his arms folded, calmly watching Jiang Li struggle like a trapped beast.

"Damn it, it seems I've been underestimated."

Jiang Li licked his crimson lips. The next moment, dense Blood Mist slowly seeped from his body and completely enveloped him. His already peak aura swelled once more, entering an entirely new realm.

Minor Yuan Dan Stage!

The Blood Transformation Returning Yuan Technique was an exceptionally vicious Cultivation Technique Manual. It could vaporize the blood within one's body to forcibly raise one's strength in battle, after which one would need at least half a year of recuperation to recover.

"That's the Blood Transformation Returning Yuan Technique. Jiang Li has entered the Minor Yuan Dan Stage. Father, will Lin Dong be alright?"

Having recognized this vicious technique, Xia Zhilan was clearly worried about Lin Dong.

"Don't worry. Lin Dong just broke through to become a Three Seal Talisman Master in the midst of battle. A Three Seal Talisman Master comparable to a Minor Perfection Yuan Dan Stage expert isn't someone a Minor Yuan Dan Stage expert forcibly elevated through a secret technique can defeat."

Xia Wanjin laughed heartily, but his eyes remained fixed on the two people in the arena. Lin Dong had brought him far too many surprises.

"A Three Seal Talisman Master? Even Ziyue has only just entered the ranks of a Two-Seal Symbol Master. It seems Lin Dong has long ceased to be one of us."

Xia Zhilan's beautiful eyes dimmed as she let out a soft sigh, both sorrowful and delighted.

"Hahaha, Lin Dong, go die!"

Just as the Blood Mist pouring from his body grew increasingly viscous, the pale-faced Jiang Li suddenly stomped his foot and shot forward. His gray robe had long been dyed blood-red, making him resemble a crimson beast hunting its prey.

"Blood Transformation Hand!"

Jiang Li tightly gripped the blood-red great seal constantly pulsing in his palm and viciously pressed it down toward Lin Dong below.

"Spiral Wave!"

Lin Dong's expression remained unchanged. He extended a finger and lightly tapped the air, and his immensely powerful Mental Energy immediately condensed into a massive spiraled cone that shot forth like a venomous dragon leaving its lair.

"Boom!!!"

Before the crowd's horrified eyes, the spiraled cone collided viciously with the blood-colored seal of light.

The savage shockwaves frantically tore through everything around them. Amid the howling and roaring, several figures standing too close were blasted backward as if struck by lightning. Fortunately, experts from both sides rushed to their aid in time, sparing them from disaster.

"Arghhh! Break for me!!!"

An agonized roar was forced from Jiang Li's throat. As he once more squeezed the blood from his body into the massive blood-colored seal, the seal, which had been at a disadvantage, immediately erupted with Blood Light and barely shattered the spiraled cone.

Jiang Li, gaunt as a skeleton wrapped in skin, could not help throwing back his head and laughing. "Hahaha, do you see that? Do you see that? This is my power, this is my pow—" "Boom!!!"

"Boom!"

Three even larger spiraled cones instantly engulfed him. With a dull thud, the Blood Colored Figure fell straight to the ground, his fate unknown.

Jiang Li of the Minor Yuan Dan Stage, defeated!

"That was truly too miserable..."

On the Myriad Gold Merchant Association's side, Liu Yi, who held one of the three combat slots yet had no chance to take the field, could not help smacking his lips.

"Tap, tap, tap~"

From the smoke mixed with Blood Mist and dust, a thin figure slowly walked out. He raised his head toward the referee, who had long since been dumbstruck, and smiled. "Referee, it's time you announced the result of the match."