Burning the Foundation

Burning the Foundation

Wang Teng's bloodthirsty eyes locked onto Lin Yi.

He slammed his foot down hard, shattering the Azure Spirit Stone Slab as his figure, wreathed in Tribulation Lightning, surged toward Lin Yi.

Lin Yi did not hesitate, spiritual energy surging to reinforce himself as he met the charge head-on.

The two of them locked in close combat.

Fist intent collided, and shockwaves exploded. Slab after slab of Azure Spirit Stone flooring cracked, sending fragments flying in all directions.

Their fierce battle grew increasingly intense, every punch and kick carrying lethal intent and raw power.

Lin Yi still relied solely on physical strength and spiritual amplification, origin points vibrating with blow after blow delivered straight to flesh. Wang Teng was wreathed in Tribulation Lightning, his offensive fierce, every move targeting vital points.

As they fought on, not only did neither of their auras weaken in the slightest, but they grew even more formidable the longer they fought.

At the edge of the Martial Arts Arena, Ye Xing and Wang Yao watched in dumbstruck awe. Ye Xing's mouth hung half-open, his eyes darting back and forth between Lin Yi and Wang Teng.

Wang Yao clenched her fists, the expression on her face shifting from worry to shock.

"Who is fighting Teng'er?"

A voice came from behind them. Unnoticed, a middle-aged man with a deep aura stood at the edge of the arena.

His frame was lean and his expression plain, and he wore a faded gray robe that made him look completely unremarkable.

"Ah, Seventh Elder." Wang Yao turned and recognized him, hurriedly explaining, "The one fighting Brother Wang Teng is Lin Yi, the first-place winner of our generation's Human Sovereign Trial."

Seventh Elder watched Wang Teng's state in the arena, his brow furrowing slightly. He stared at Wang Teng's