Battle a Fifth-Tier Opponent!

Battle a Fifth-Tier Opponent! The moment they saw this young man, suppressed gasps erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"Blood God! It's Blood God, Lin Ya!"

"He came out of seclusion?!"

"I heard he'd been in seclusion trying to reach Tier Five, Third Level. Did he succeed?"

"Blood God is the third-ranked powerhouse in the Special Training Camp! His Blood God Hand and Blood God Art are infamous!"

"Why would he come looking for Lin Ming?"

Lin Ya, nicknamed "Blood God," was one of the publicly recognized top geniuses in the Special Training Camp. He had occupied the top three of the rankings for years. His conduct was both righteous and wicked, his methods ruthless, and he cultivated strange blood-based techniques. His combat strength was astonishing.

He had entered the Special Training Camp several years before Lin Ming. Now nearing the age limit of thirty, his true strength was unfathomable.

Lin Ming stopped, his brows slightly furrowed as he looked at the unfamiliar young man blocking his path.

The other man radiated a powerful aura far beyond Tier Four. He had clearly reached the Fifth Tier, and likely not merely Tier Five, First Level. That aura carried a heavy stench of blood and a chilling coldness that made people deeply uncomfortable.

"Something you need?" Lin Ming asked coolly, without the slightest courtesy.

Lin Ya seemed unconcerned by Lin Ming's cold attitude. Instead, he smiled, his voice soft and sinister.

"I heard Junior Lin has quite a deep understanding of martial skills, and that his teaching is first-rate. Even a mediocrity like Wu De managed to break through after receiving your guidance. As it happens, I recently obtained an ancient martial skill with several mysterious aspects, but I encountered some obstacles while comprehending it. Would Junior Lin be willing to do me