Gu Lin's Second Consecutive Victory

Gu Lin's body flickered, evading Fang Wen's attack.

Immediately after, a flash of saber light appeared.

Under Fang Wen's terrified gaze, the saber fell!

"Ugh!!!"

A scream suddenly rang out from the martial arts stage.

A severed arm flew through the air, landing on the ground beside the stage.

Fang Wen's forehead veins bulged, and he grimaced, clutching his severed arm.

Yet, scarlet blood continued to drip onto the stage, stimulating the audience's vision.

On the ground, the onlookers around the arm turned pale, not expecting such a shocking turn of events.

"Gu Lin... you actually used such brutal force!"

Fang Wen's eyes seemed to spew fire as he glared fiercely at Gu Lin, who had already retracted his saber.

The referee in charge of this stage also changed expression drastically. He quickly jumped onto the stage and shouted, "Where are the medics? What are you waiting for, get up here quickly?"

The onlookers around the stage hurriedly cleared a path, allowing the army medics to come up and treat him.

After the medic stopped the bleeding for Fang Wen, who was gritting his teeth in pain, they had people carry Fang Wen off the stage to reattach his severed arm.

Although Fang Wen was only a Martial Disciple, his physical condition was much better than that of ordinary people.

As long as the severed arm could be reattached in time, supplemented by expensive elixirs and a period of recovery, there was hope of regaining eighty to ninety percent of its function.

Referee Zhang Jian looked at Gu Lin with icy eyes.

"It's been established that sparring is not allowed to be overly aggressive. You are ignoring military regulations!"

Gu Lin's gaze was calm. He showed no fear despite Zhang Jian's strength far surpassing his own. He calmly said, "Just now, Fang Wen attacked my vital points with his saber. I dodged hastily and could only counterattack. How was I to know he was so weak that he couldn't even dodge that single strike?"

Gu Lin's words forced Zhang Jian, who had intended to question him further, to swallow his words.

Was he supposed to tell Gu Lin that he should always underestimate other warriors and hold back during sparring?

After all, even on other stages, the warriors did not hold back at all during their spars.

It was just that because they were evenly matched, no significant damage was caused.

The case of a severed arm was the first in this year's Tenth Battalion Grand Competition.

"Even so, you should have eased up when Fang Wen couldn't react."

Zhang Jian could only offer a token admonishment.

However, Gu Lin was unfazed and retorted, "What if Fang Wen was feigning weakness to lure me into a false sense of security before striking with full force?"

Gu Lin felt not a shred of regret for severing Fang Wen's arm.

Fang Wen had already stepped onto three other stages before this, injuring three warriors from Gu Lin's own camp.

Each of those warriors had suffered injuries ranging from broken ribs to severed fingers.

Since Fang Wen had attacked so ruthlessly, disregarding camaraderie, why shouldn't Gu Lin injure Fang Wen?

This was merely giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"Regardless, severing a comrade's arm is ultimately your fault."

Seeing that Gu Lin showed no sign of recognizing his mistake, Zhang Jian's voice grew colder.

However, believing that Gu Lin had not acted with malicious intent, he offered Gu Lin a way out.

"Once Fang Wen's condition stabilizes, go and apologize to him, and this matter will be considered resolved."

Gu Lin chuckled faintly.

If he apologized, would Fang Wen dare to accept it?

After Zhang Jian returned to his post, Gu Lin did not step off the stage. Instead, he looked towards the warriors from other camps.

"I am here. I will accept all challenges from warriors who wish to challenge our Second Battalion."

As soon as he said this, the warriors who had been hesitant due to Gu Lin severely injuring Fang Wen became restless.

"Arrogant!"

"Does this brat really think your Second Battalion is that strong?"

"You only beat Fang Wen, a Fifth-Order Martial Disciple, and now you think you're invincible?"

The warriors below the stage from various camps were indignant, looking as if they wanted to drag Gu Lin down and beat him severely.

Yet, not a single one stepped forward to challenge Gu Lin.

To put it bluntly, most of the warriors' strength was, at best, comparable to Fang Wen's.

Gu Lin could rank within the top ten at the second camp, so he wouldn't fare poorly in any other camp.

The warriors who ranked high in each camp wouldn't concern themselves with such empty talk.

After a period of mutual deference, someone finally leaped onto the martial arts stage to challenge Gu Lin.

Gu Lin focused his gaze and discovered it was Huang Shaoshan, who had caused trouble at their camp before!

Huang Shaoshan let out a sinister laugh, "Let me face someone from your second camp!"

Gu Lin's eyes turned cold, "Since you wish to court death, I shall grant your wish!"

After referee Zhang Jian blew his whistle, Gu Lin and Huang Shaoshan clashed fiercely.

With Gu Lin setting the example, the other warriors from the second camp seemed energized and rushed towards the other martial arts stages.

"Damn it, these guys are ganging up on our second camp, do they think we're easy pickings?"

"If they want to take down our second camp, they'll have to break their teeth, no matter how strong they are!"

"So what if we get injured, it's not like we haven't before. If they want to win, we can just end up in the hospital beds together!"

With the mindset of mutual destruction, the warriors unleashed their intense fighting spirit.

They contributed one spectacular battle after another for the common folk.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful. Only warriors fight so fearlessly."

"Although their strength is not as great as mine, if we were to fight at the same level, I would definitely not be as fierce as these warriors."

The common folk did not hold back their praise for the warriors.

Amidst their accolades, the battle between Gu Lin and Huang Shaoshan also reached its climax.

Huang Shaoshan swung his sword at Gu Lin.

Instead of retreating, Gu Lin advanced, trapping Huang Shaoshan's sword with his arm, while his own long sword pierced towards Huang Shaoshan's chest!

Huang Shaoshan's expression changed drastically. Unable to draw his sword in his haste, he could only kick towards Gu Lin's chest.

He wanted to use the advantage of distance to create space and dodge the sword strike!

But Gu Lin only grunted, enduring the kick without retreating an inch!

"You dare to come to my second camp and act so arrogantly, you must pay the price!"

Gu Lin roared, and his long sword plunged into Huang Shaoshan's chest.

Blood flowed freely!

"Gu Lin wins this match."

The referee quickly went on stage and separated the two, fearing the situation would get out of control.

Huang Shaoshan spat out a mouthful of blood and glared fiercely at Gu Lin, "Consider yourself lucky this time, kid. Don't let me catch you again!"

Gu Lin grinned, his eyes flashing with coldness, "You should be thankful your luck saved your life."

After the medical staff urgently stitched up Huang Shaoshan's wound, they carried him off the martial arts stage.

Immediately after, someone else quickly replaced Huang Shaoshan and leaped onto the stage.

Gu Lin was, after all, only flesh and blood.

His stamina must have been depleted after defeating Fang Wen and Huang Shaoshan consecutively.

They were all Fifth-Order Martial Disciples; he didn't believe he couldn't defeat a depleted Gu Lin!

However, Gu Lin had no intention of pushing himself. He waved to the referee, "Referee, I need to rest."

The warrior who had jumped onto the stage turned pale with anger, "Gu Lin, you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Lin looked at him with a half-smile, "What? Is there a rule that says I can't rest after winning and must keep fighting until I lose?"

The man's face darkened. There were naturally no such rules in the military camp.

But Gu Lin stepping down meant his plan to snatch an easy victory had failed!

After receiving Zhang Jian's consent, Gu Lin walked off the stage.

Deng Kai smiled slightly at Gu Lin and stepped up to face Gu Lin's opponent, "Prepare yourself to be thoroughly thrashed by me!"