Chapter 1996 - 1993: One Move!
The temperature inside the grand hall suddenly soared, like a furnace, baking everyone in sweat.
The newly arrived martial artists were extremely shocked, continuously retreating and circulating their Spiritual Power to resist the surrounding heat.
Even the elder’s disciples exclaimed one after another.
"Ten Thousand Fire Sky Shattering Fist!"
"Sun Ye is playing for real now."
"Yes, this is an absolute skill of the Eighth Elder, who would have thought Sun Ye could use it."
"It seems Sun Ye is truly furious."
"Haha, that kid is done for!"
Someone sneered, "Once the Ten Thousand Fire Sky Shattering Fist is unleashed, even a Six-star Peak martial artist wouldn’t dare to take it head-on."
"That guy is only at Six-star Early Stage; let’s see how he resists!"
One cold sneer after another whispered through, clearly everyone thought Lin Xuan couldn’t resist.
Although everyone didn’t have high hopes for Lin Xuan, he appeared very composed.
He looked at Sun Ye whose aura was continuously rising and then waved his hand.
"Courting death!"
Sun Ye was enraged because of the opponent’s disdainful attitude, which infuriated him.
A mere Six-star Early Stage king, what’s there to be arrogant about? How dare he act big in front of him?
He truly doesn’t know the limits!
Thus, the next moment, Sun Ye snorted coldly, punching out with a fiery red fist.
In the sky, countless firelights flickered, transforming into a Fire God fist, charging towards Lin Xuan.
Terrifying heat waves, like primordial beasts, aimed to swallow Lin Xuan.
This punch, Sun Ye threw out True Fire.
The surrounding martial artists exclaimed while the elders exchanged glances.
"Why do I feel Sun Ye can kill the opponent with one punch?"
"I think so too. If no one intervenes to rescue, that kid is definitely doomed!"
The elder’s disciples wore disdainful expressions, while the elders too focused their gaze on Lin Xuan.
They wanted to see whether this young individual had the rumored prowess.
Facing the terrible punch, Lin Xuan’s gaze intensified, blue frosty aura quickly gathering on his body.
Ice Palm.
With one palm strike, the sky danced with snowstorm.
In the sky, snowflakes floated down, and on the ground, thick frost formed. At this moment, half the hall was engulfed in icy wind and snow, the other half in molten lava.
Ice and fire collided, creating a fiercest impact.
Originally, these two attributes naturally countered each other, now unleashed by two young masters, it’s dreadfully terrifying.
In an instant, two energies collided endlessly, seemingly about to destroy everything.
Fortunately, at this moment, the black-robed middle-aged man above waved his hand, casting a light screen.
Shielding the entire hall from these destructive energies.
"An Ice Martial Artist? No wonder he’s so arrogant! But do you think you can restrain me?"
"Useless!"
Sun Ye sneered, his eyes showing full contempt.
He was very confident in himself, whether it was in fist technique or cultivation, he was above the opponent. Hence, he couldn’t figure out how the opponent could possibly beat him?
But in the next moment, his expression changed.
The contempt in his eyes vanished, replaced by shock and disbelief.
Because he found, frost actually appeared on his fiery red fist, as if trying to freeze.
"How is this possible! Damn it, melt for me!"
Sun Ye roared madly, the fire inside surged even more, like a Fire God.
The overwhelming heat waves smashed through the void, yet unable to melt the ice.
Soon, the punch he unleashed was frozen.
Moreover, the enormous blue Ice Palm, accompanied by boundless ice power, swiftly enveloped him.
What?
The surrounding elders widened their eyes, seemingly seeing a ghost, unable to believe this scene! Even the elders furrowed their brows.
How is this possible!
The Eighth Elder’s face turned dark, he couldn’t believe Sun Ye would lose to the opponent.
Without any reason.
In terms of both cultivation and martial skill divine powers, Sun Ye far exceeded the opponent.
Yet, why would this situation occur?
He couldn’t understand.
Under the blue Ice Light Palm, Sun Ye roared furiously, his entire body aflame, transforming into symbols.
Attacking in all directions.
However, it was completely futile.
Not only was his move broken, his body was rapidly covered in frost, forming into an ice sculpture.
Crack crack crack!
No!
Sun Ye screamed madly, trying to burn all his energy.
Yet ultimately, he was frozen.
The expression on his face solidified, with deep terror, as Lin Xuan’s earlier words echoed in his mind.
One move, to end the match.
For a moment, everyone inside the grand hall was stunned.
Even the Left and Right Guardians were taken aback, in utter shock.
At this moment, they all recalled Lin Xuan’s earlier words.
One move, to end the battle.
Originally, they thought this youth was boastful, not knowing his place.
But they didn’t expect he truly had such power.
With one move, he defeated the prized disciple of the Eighth Elder.
Humph!
The Eighth Elder couldn’t bear to watch anymore, he waved his sleeve, a sharp fire light transformed into a half-moon arc.
Instantly struck onto the Ice Light Palm, immediately slicing through it.
Rescued Sun Ye.
However, at this moment, Sun Ye, covered in frost, his whole body shivered like a snowman.
Not only his body, his internal Spiritual Power was frozen too, he even felt as if his soul was about to freeze.
Witnessing this, the surrounding crowd was even more shocked.
The Eighth Elder’s face was extremely grim, defeated, utterly defeated, without any chance.
The opponent’s power was far beyond his expectations.
Therefore, the Eighth Elder’s face looked very unpleasant, as if he had eaten a dead rat.
As for the Left and Right Guardians, they exchanged glances, each seeing the shock in the other’s eyes. They knew Lin Xuan was definitely a genius, and a genius capable of cross-level battling.
Such individuals are exceedingly terrifying, not to be measured by their apparent cultivation alone...
"Genius, he’s absolutely a peerless talent!"
Cross-level battle, and spanning two or three small realms, truly rare.
"Amazing, no wonder the Moving Mountains General favored him."
A chorus of admiration rose, and even the elders’ eyes flared up as they stared at Lin Xuan like a peerless beauty.
Earlier, they were doubtful. But now, after witnessing this battle, they wouldn’t doubt anymore.
Such a treasure, they must acquire him.
Because they knew, with Lin Xuan’s talent, if slightly cultivated, he could quickly rise.
In that case, whoever recruits Lin Xuan will dramatically elevate their standing within Gold Sword Ridge.
This is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Thus, these elders wouldn’t let go of it.
"Little one, join under my tutelage, and I promise you’ll become a Great Power swiftly!"
The Blue Robed Elder swiftly proposed.