Shepherd God

When this scene appeared, many faces were filled with shock.

Barrages of comments kept appearing.

"Holy shit! Shepherd God has no limits! He can still insta-kill with a Blood Qi Value of 3.7!"

"Awesome! Too awesome! As expected of my Shepherd God!"

"Ahhh! My husband is so handsome!"

"Calm down, person upstairs. He's my husband!"

"..."

The masters of the various martial halls watching from outside also showed obvious changes in expression.

They would be shocked by someone instantly killing martial artists with Blood Qi Values around 2.0, but they would still find it reasonable.

But even a martial artist with a Blood Qi Value of 3.7 had been instantly killed!

Such strength was simply unheard of.

"This kid, are you sure he's only a sparring partner?" the Augu Martial Hall Master could not help demanding.

"What kind of sparring partner could be this damn amazing? Jiang He Martial Hall must have brought him in from somewhere as their public face!" another person said.

"With his level, he'll be at least a Third-Order Martial Artist in the future!"

"..."

Min Tie was also somewhat stirred, because Lin Mu's performance had truly surpassed his expectations.

Lin Mu stood where he was. Before long, another figure appeared.

Almost the instant that person appeared, Lin Mu rushed over and slapped him.

The man barely had time to react before Lin Mu instantly killed him.

The following matches continued in the same manner.

Lin Mu's name remained firmly in first place.

About an hour later, a voice rang out in the virtual space.

"The final round will now begin. The winner of this match will receive ten times the points!"

As the figure appeared, another figure slowly materialized before Lin Mu.

It was a dark-skinned man holding a Curved Saber.

When he saw Lin Mu, a trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.

Lin Mu knew this man. He was Wen Yue Martial Hall's top dog, named Mo Lin. His Blood Qi Value was around 6.9, and he excelled in Blade Technique.

He was also the perennial runner-up in this competition.

Though he had also worked hard to instantly kill his opponents, some of them excelled at dodging, which delayed him somewhat.

Now that he had reached the finals, he naturally wanted to know whether he or Lin Mu was stronger.

As the two figures entered the Arena, many people outside watched with anticipation in their eyes.

This was the final showdown.

It would determine the final rankings.

"Who do you think will win between them?"

"What a stupid question. Of course it'll be my Shepherd God!"

"Don't talk nonsense. He's from Wen Yue Martial Hall. Although he didn't instantly kill his opponent every match, he has a Blood Qi Value of 6.9. And with capital backing him, he definitely has no shortage of resources!"

"That's true. I saw him fight at Wen Yue Martial Hall before. His combat strength is insanely powerful! Even people with Blood Qi Values of 7.0 aren't his match. Unless something unexpected happens, he'll definitely make the rankings in this year's Martial Arts Exam!"

"I can't imagine it. If someone like that were at school, I wouldn't even be qualified to see him in person!"

"..."

Many people discussed it animatedly, all curious which side would claim first place.

The major martial halls were also watching closely.

Because this match would also affect the balance among Li City's many martial halls.

Lin Mu waved one hand, and a long saber appeared.

Since his opponent was using a weapon, he naturally would not hold back either.

A faint smile tugged at Mo Lin's lips. "I watched all your previous matches. Unless I'm mistaken, your Blood Qi Value should also be above 6.5! It surprises me that a genius like you would be willing to help Jiang He Martial Hall!"

Lin Mu's expression remained calm. "You treat me as a man of state; I repay you as a man of state!"

Mo Lin smiled faintly and said nothing more. The Curved Saber in his hand swayed gently.

"The match begins!"

As a mechanical voice sounded, his figure charged toward Lin Mu.

His speed was astonishing. Almost the instant he reached Lin Mu, the Curved Saber in his hand swept toward Lin Mu's knee joint.

He targeted a weak point from the very first strike.

The long saber in Lin Mu's hand moved.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

Mo Lin moved with one hand, and the Curved Saber in his grasp attacked Lin Mu from different directions at incredible speed.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Lin Mu shifted his body, rapidly blocking with his long saber as the sounds rang out without end.

The two were locked in a stalemate.

Just then, a strange blood-red gleam emerged from Mo Lin's Curved Saber, and his assault turned berserk.

"Blood Slash!"

Mo Lin let out a roar, and fierce power swept forward.

This was a Second-stage Martial Skill. Once unleashed, it could multiply one's strength.

"Dragon's Thousand-Mile Stride!"

Dragon's Roars sounded from Lin Mu's body as the long saber in his hand came crashing down.

Boom!

A massive crash rang out, and a powerful shockwave spread in every direction.

At that moment, the long saber in Lin Mu's hand continued falling, accompanied by unceasing Dragon's Roars.

Mo Lin's expression changed slightly.

He had been the one launching the offensive all along, and he had thought Lin Mu was being suppressed. He had never expected Lin Mu's attacks to be so ferocious.

Every strike hit at precisely the right moment, and every one landed upon his weak points.

Before he could endure more than a few exchanges, Mo Lin felt waves of palpitations.

He had a premonition that if this continued, Lin Mu would inevitably shatter his defenses.

He suddenly understood why Lin Mu could keep instantly killing his opponents.

Because his combat experience was extraordinarily seasoned.

His control over the rhythm of battle was also terrifyingly good.

"Damn it!" A ruthless glint surfaced in Mo Lin's eyes.

Blood Qi circulated around his body, turning him into something like a humanoid Fierce Beast.

"Sky-Rending Slash!"

As the words fell, the Curved Saber in his hand erupted with immense intimidating force.

A terrifying slash surged forth.

Lin Mu's face remained indifferent before the attack.

His figure shifted, and the long saber in his hand fell again and again.

Just as the opponent's slash was about to land on him,

streaks of lightning emerged from Lin Mu's long saber.

"Thunder-Slaying Three Blades!"

At that moment, he seemed like the ruler of thunder itself. His long saber carried layer upon layer of saber shadows as it cleaved toward Mo Lin with terrifying force.

Mo Lin's face changed drastically.

He had never imagined that Lin Mu possessed such an attacking method.

This strike was almost utterly crushing.

His so-called Sky-Rending Slash shattered the instant it collided with Lin Mu's long saber.

His body was sent flying backward, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.

He knew perfectly well that Lin Mu had held back. Otherwise, that move would have cleaved him straight in two.

Thunder-Slaying Three Blades! Someone actually succeeded in cultivating a Martial Skill like that! Mo Lin thought to himself, bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Earlier, he had believed there was not much difference between himself and Lin Mu. He had even thought himself slightly stronger.

But now, he realized that the gap between him and Lin Mu was not merely a star and a half.

Even if he gave it everything he had, he could not possibly harm Lin Mu in the slightest.

We're both young people. How could he be this damn incredible!? Mo Lin thought as his figure slowly dissipated atop the Arena.

A mechanical voice rang out at that moment!

"Winner, Lin Mu!"