Purple Flame      

"No wonder you were so arrogant. You've reached small success in <Nine Transformation Golden Body Art>. However, do you think this is enough to challenge me?"

Ling Feifan coldly looked at Ling Xiao.

He admitted that he had looked down on this person and hadn't used his full power. In fact, that fist had contained less than 30% of his power.

Now was the time to get serious; otherwise, he might truly become the biggest laughing stock in today's finals.

"I'll break your golden body within three moves!"

"Didn't you say that you would cripple me in one move before?" Ling Xiao scratched his head and bashfully smiled. "Were those words before just farts?"

"You!"

Ling Feifan gritted his teeth. Barely containing his anger, he humphed, "I won't argue with you!"

Although he didn't rain curses, his fury fueled his manic fighting spirit.

His entire body burned with a terrifying aura.

Raging Flame Fist!

This punch was obviously stronger than the last one. Just its blazing temperature forced back quite a few disciples.

Even though they were more than ten meters away, they still feared getting burnt.

Even before contact, this punch would make any opponent flighty and impulsive.

This was this Raging Flame Fist's terrifying aspect.

"An advanced fist technique? Moreover, a perfection advanced fist technique? This punch is at least twice as powerful as before!"

Ling Shuang looked at Ling Yihang and said, "Once this punch hits, if your friend over there doesn't have any other hidden trumps, he will certainly lose."

"Not necessarily!"

Ling Yihang shook his head. "Didn't you notice? So far, not even a drop of sweat has appeared on his forehead. In front of this flame gang qi, he isn't sweating, proving that he might be stronger than what you and I imagine."

"Is that so?"

Ling Shuang didn't argue back since she had been proven wrong last time.

"Ling Feifan, you've disappointed me. Without displaying your peak martial skill, you want to break my golden body with this advanced fist technique. Aren't you underestimating too much?"

Ling Xiao was very upset even though Ling Feifan had increased his power usage to 50%, and used a stronger martial skill.

There was no threat to him.

Therefore, he decided to reveal a card; otherwise, it would be too boring!

Bull Demon Technique-Barbarian Bull Demonization!

Ling Xiao stood at the same spot, but his hands moved.

A black phantom seemed to wrap around him, forming the shape of a bull demon.

Bang!

Boom!

This time, the two people's fists collided in an explosion of gang qi. Both were unexpectedly flame gang qi.

Ling Xiao hadn't yet used <Snow Lotus Qi Formula>, only <Pure Yang Technique>.

The flame gang qi produced by his sublimity <Pure Yang Technique> was not weaker than a small success peak internal core law.

Thus, his flame gang qi was not inferior to Ling Feifan's.

After all, Ling Feifan was still reserving his strength.

Ling Xiao guessed that he wanted to preserve energy to deal with Ling Yun; Ling Feifan still didn't treat Ling Xiao as his opponent.

But this time, he was doomed to pay a price for taking his opponent too lightly!

Ling Xiao would not make him immediately suffer a defeat.

Such a good opponent would be boring if defeated too quickly!

As their fists collided, gang qi exploded.

Flames flew everywhere, and the protective wall of the martial stage deformed.

The Ling Clan's experts continuously injected their gang qi to stabilize the wall; otherwise, it would have been destroyed by these two people beyond a doubt.

"How can this be?"

The audience was stunned once more.

Ling Xiao stood at the same spot while Ling Feifan retreated more than ten meters with trembling arms.

"Idiot, if it weren't for my lenience, you would have already been punched to death!"

Ling Xiao continued reprimanding, "Facing an opponent of unknown strength, you continuously underestimated your opponent. Do you think that your life is too long? Number one genius of the Ling Clan? What a joke!"

"You! You've truly angered me now! Die!"

Ling Feifan decided to disregard everything and kill this fellow who had made him lose face.

"Swish!"

A spear appeared out of thin air.

"A storage ring!"

"Tsk tsk, I'm truly envious. Among the many disciples of our Ling Clan, only Senior Apprentice Brother Feifan has a storage ring."

"That idiot Ling Xiao actually forced Senior Apprentice Brother Feifan to take out his spear! This time, he is dead for sure!"

In the audience, Ling Clan's disciples excitedly commented.

Ling Yun clenched his hands and gritted his teeth. "Ling Xiao! Ling Xiao! Ling Xiao, you bastard! Even I am not qualified to make Ling Feifan use his spear, but you actually accomplished it. Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

He couldn't accept this scene.

Even Ling Yihang and Ling Yixue, who thought highly of Ling Xiao, were worried. They truly hadn't expected Ling Feifan to be a spearman.

"Ling Yinhang, I forgot to tell you that Ling Feifan has always been proficient in the spear. However, no one has been qualified to make him use one these past three years. The last time he displayed his skill was at the finals three years ago. Back then, his terrifying strength truly stunned everyone."

As she explained, her entire body trembled, "His spear is truly terrifying."

"However, in that competition three years ago, he only got second, no?"

Ling Yihang frowned and asked.

"Yes, he only ranked second. At that time, you weren't yet a disciple of the Ling Clan. He lost to another, the most outstanding genius of the Ling Clan before him. Merely, a passing vagabond took him away, and there hasn't been any news of him so far."

Ling Shuang sighed.

"So, there was such a behind-the-scenes story." Ling Yihang paused before asking, "What was that person's name?"

"Ling Chen!"

While they talked, the martial stage had developed changes.

With his spear in hand, Ling Feifan's momentum flared. His crimson flame gang qi turned dark purple, giving other people an evil feeling.

"Die!"

"Go to hell!"

Ling Feifan's speartip trembled as he materialized in front of Ling Xiao.

"A master realm peak spear technique combined with a master realm peak movement technique! Who can match that?"

Many in the audience couldn't sit still.

They unexpectedly felt like fleeing in terror of Ling Feifan.

Accompanying that spear thrust, the dark purple pierced toward Ling Xiao with a great destructive momentum!

"This will be good enough!" Ling Feifan complacently announced.

Ling Xiao didn't dare to underestimate his opponent; he could feel this spear's might. Although he wasn't sure that this was Ling Feifan's full power, Ling Feifan absolutely wasn't taking him lightly anymore.

He used <Nine Transformation Golden Body Art> at full power, directly entering the sixth transformation.

Then, his <Pure Yang Technique> was also used at full strength.

However, he still used <Bull Demon Technique-Barbarian Bull Demonization> for his offensive.

Via the Landscape Martial Soul, he could accurately analyze an opponent's attack power, so he could select the optimal method for solving their attacks.

He could perfectly analyze everything from their timing to their strengths and weak points.

Therefore, he would never underestimate an enemy.

Clang!

Pa!

The spear collided with Ling Xiao's fist, and the clang of metal colliding accompanied a gang qi explosion. Dark purple and crimson flames turned into two flood dragons that tore into each other midair.