Full of Shit

Regardless, Liu Ming was still ranked 7th within the Inner Sect. The instant he heard Lin Qian's voice, he struck viciously in that direction, keeping his panic and anxiety suppressed entirely.

Off the Arena, all of the spectating disciples' hearts skipped a beat as they saw a blur of crimson gold flash across the Stage, approaching Liu Ming within the blink of an eye.

Now, their hearts pounded vigorously at Liu Ming's swift reaction. In that short instant, his fist mercilessly punched out, erupting through thin air.

Gold attributed Soul Energy. It was one of vicious offensive potential. Together with the strengthening attributes that Liu Ming had awoken in his MS, this one punch was lethal.

The top in physical sturdiness within the Inner Sect. The Iron Fist that Liu Ming held his head high with bullets straight at Lin Qian.

With the Gold Soul Energy engulfing the iron fist, its blades were incredibly sharpened, slicing through the air with its smooth motion.

Under this lethal assault, most of the Inner Sect disciples would only have one thought. 

DODGE!

But, not for Lin Qian.

"HA!" With one loud battle cry, not only did Lin Qian not dodge it, his fist crossed at Liu Ming like the Lightning Dragon, smashing head-on.

In midair, the two fists clashed.

The Gold Soul Energy wrapped Wrist Blades pierced into the Crimson Gold Lightning Soul Energy, meeting Lin Qian's flesh on his fist.

KACHA!

When the human flesh met with the metallic blades, a crisp snap resounded. Who would've thought, Liu Ming Wrists Blades powdered when meeting Lin Qian fist!

Dong!

With the crushing defeat, his weapon destroyed, Liu Ming had no choice but to meet Lin Qian fist-on-fist. As they faced off, a deep murmur echoed through the Arena. A power gushed from Lin Qian body, surging towards Liu Ming together with his Soul Energy.

Tumultuous waves of energy crashed along when Lin Qian Soul Energy intruded into Liu Ming metallic gloves, retreated further and further up his arms.

Like a burst of snowfall, Liu Ming's right arms sleeves burst into pieces, exposing his arm that was in the midst of battle. His muscles spasmed and rushed backwards like a wave board.

Quickly following, Liu Ming could clearly feel an oppressive power creeping straight up his arms, passing through his entirety. Right at that moment, his feet left the ground, and his body was already circling through the air. 

Liu Ming spiralled through the air a couple of times before he landed on his feet. Even so, he stumbled backwards a couple of times before all of the force was cushioned.

Immediately, Liu Ming could feel pulses of pain paralyzing his sense as his right arm trembled uncontrollably. Looking down, fresh blood trickled down the wounds on his arm.

"If I were you, I would admit defeat now and head straight to the Medical Pills Hall for treatment." Standing at Liu Ming original position, Lin Qian body blazed with Crimson Gold Lightning as he smirked at Liu Ming.

With his left arm gripping onto his right arm, he tugged his arm in his mind, but all he got was a loud pop. His right arm had dislocated.

A suppressed groan echoed from Liu Ming, cold sweat profusely dribbling down his forehead.

"Fuck, I'm handicapped." Seeing his arm condition, Liu Ming was obvious about this fact.

That one punch from Lin Qian shattered half his Vitality Equipment but also destroyed all the tendons and muscles on his right arm. The bone had broken into 4 parts, and his shoulders even dislocated.

What's more, even his internal organs had suffered internal damage from the residual force.

Looking at the smug youngster standing in front of him, Liu Ming did not know what to say.

His opponent did not use any Infused Vitality Equipment, yet he faced his own Infused Vitality Equipment head-on. In this single clash, his arm was destroyed, forcibly halving his offensive capabilities.

"Young Emperor Lin Qian! I am convinced, HAHA!" Suddenly, Liu Ming raised his head and faced the sky, bursting into a peal of sudden maniacal laughter as he approached Lin Qian.

Seeing this, Lin Qian merely smiled, standing stationary. Liu Ming simply exited the Arena as he gripped his arm, passing by Lin Qian's side.

"Elder! Liu Ming admits defeat!" Standing by the barrier, Liu Ming took a deep breath and yelled.

In midair, the elder nodded his stiff expression as he tapped the jade plate onto the barrier.

Quickly, an exit opened on the barrier in front of Liu Ming, allowing him to freely exit the 36th Arena.

Leaving the platform, he hurriedly disappeared towards the Medical Pills Hall.

Just as Lin Qian mentioned, if the medical aid didn't arrive quickly enough, his right arm may suffer long term damage or even become permanently disabled.

Watching Liu Ming surrender, not a spectator dared to comment or jeer.

When Lei Qian lost to Lin Qian, some questioned his ability as the Top 10 in the Inner Sect, claiming that he only got the position due to his grandfather's influence

With Lei Qian's background, it was possible. 

Yet, now even Liu Ming surrendered. Could he be a fake too? IMPOSSIBLE!

Liu Ming was from a small vassal city under the Universal Phenomenon Sect charge. His power and influence were carved bit by bit with his sheer hard work and talent.

The spectating disciples were clear of this. Hence, their gaze on Lin Qian had taken a thorough flip, a mix of fear and bewilderment emerged.

Especially the Inner Sect Disciples with Nirvana Stage Cultivation. They were convinced of Lin Qian's strength.

"His teacher, the Battle Emperor, is legendary within Linhai Province himself. Now I finally understand what it means that a great teacher produces a great student. Most probably, Lin Qian would be a comparable legend too!"

"I'm afraid the student would surpass his teacher. When the Battle Emperor was at Materialized Vitality Stage, he was probably not this overwhelmingly powerful!"

"Not to mention, these soldiers from god knows where are 9th Tier Nirvana Stage!"

On the platform, the swordsmen and bladesmen army charged over to the disciples following Liu Ming and Lei Kuo. With every step the soldiers took, it was a crushing defeat for the disciples.

By numbers, the Huaxia Empire Army won.

By equipment, the Huaxia Empire Army won.

By strength, the Huaxia Empire Army won.

On what basis would these disciples face off the heavy armoured soldiers?

In the blink of an eye, all of the disciples on Stage were crying for salvation. The instant they recalled Lin Qian words, they cupped their heads and fell to the ground without a second thought. Following that, they covered the back of their heads, crying as they rushed off the Arena.

Within that instant, not a single Inner Sect disciple remained except for Lei Kuo.

PENG!

The Infused Vitality Equipment on Lei Kuo hands smashed back into the Vitality Equipment Core and Vitality Equipment Pieces, crashing onto the arena grounds with a loud thud.

Lei Kuo, on the other hand, fell back first as a vicious kick found its way onto his chest.

Fallen onto the ground, Lei Kuo was extremely battered, his clothes torn and tattered. As he glared at Lei Qian, the multiple cuts and bruises he had suffered oozed blood profusely.

Meanwhile, his opponent Lei Qian was clean and tidy, elegantly and handsomely looking down on him.

"Lei Kuo, you probably never expected to have a day like this, eh?" Pointing the Rushing Thunder Blade at the grounded Lei Kuo, Lei Qian snorted coldly.

"Is it? I really never thought that my cousin would no longer be who he once was." Breaking into a smile, his blood-stained white teeth listened, "But so what? I merely lost a challenge. Do you dare to kill me?"

"Don't forget, my grandfather is your grandfather's younger brother. He too, is of the 8 Great Elders of Universal Phenomenon Sect, the Judgement Court's Disciplinary Grand Elder.

"What did you say? Kill me? Do you dare? Breaking Sectarian Rules, you would die too."

As Lei Kuo climbed to his feet, a large amount of blood burst from his mouth. Yet, his arrogant belittling face still remained as he walked towards Lin Qian, "Your teacher is already dying. Who would be your support now?" 

Blinking sporadically, Lin Qian turned and drew the sword of a soldier behind him. Walking back to the sore loser, he coldly snapped, "If you have balls, say it once more."

Tearing his battered clothes open, Lei Kuo thrust his finger straight at his heart, "Come at me. Pierce it right through her. Come pierce me!"

POOF!

A smooth slice sounded as the sword pierced through flesh. Lei Kuo's eyes widened three sizes as he watched the unbelievable Lin Qian. Slowly, he lowered his head only to see a long sword buried where his heart resided.

"Hmph, full of shit!" Lin Qian snorted as he turned and sashayed off the Arena.