Lin Taichu held his head high, standing proudly as he said coldly.
His cultivation had reached the seventh level of Martial Disciple, long since surpassing the Martial Disciple realm.
Moreover, he had comprehended a martial skill.
"Heh!"
Xiao Yang sneered.
"You're not qualified to make me submit!"
With that, he blurred forward and charged at Lin Taichu once more.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Xiao Yang's attacks grew increasingly berserk, like floodwaters bursting through a dam, sweeping across everything in all directions.
Yet Lin Taichu was unwilling to be outdone.
His aura surged around him, fierce as a wolf and tiger, as he met Xiao Yang head-on.
After several exchanges, Xiao Yang was steadily forced back and beaten black and blue.
Quite a few people trembled in fear.
"Haha, your time has come!"
Lin Taichu was overjoyed.
Rumble!
But in the next instant, Xiao Yang's body suddenly stiffened, and he stopped moving.
"What's going on?"
Lin Taichu furrowed his brow slightly.
He sensed Xiao Yang's aura rapidly weakening, his entire body swaying as though he were about to collapse.
Could it be that using that secret technique earlier damaged his martial veins?
Lin Taichu's gaze sharpened.
He remembered clearly that when he had used the Spirit Devouring Secret Technique back then, Xiao Yang had also used a forbidden art to briefly increase his strength.
Using it again now would certainly cause severe damage.
"Looks like I won't need to make a move."
Thinking this, Lin Taichu let out a breath of relief.
As long as he held on a little longer, Xiao Yang would undoubtedly die.
"Still, I'm rather curious whether you'll use another secret technique..."
Lin Taichu's eyes burned with anticipation. He desperately wanted to see what kind of secret technique Xiao Yang had mastered.
"Spirit Devouring Secret Technique!"
However, before