"Draw your sword, don't say I'm bullying you!"
Qin Cheng, also known for his fiery temper, immediately drew his slab-like greatsword and pointed it at Gong Lin.
However, Gong Lin made no move. Let alone drawing his sword, he didn't even adopt a defensive posture.
"You think you're worthy of me drawing my sword?"
Gong Lin sneered and replied dismissively.
"Since you seek humiliation, then don't blame me!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Cheng was directly enraged. He held his sword with both hands and slashed at Gong Lin.
This Gong Lin was simply too arrogant.
"Sword Breaks Mountains and Rivers!"
Qin Cheng roared, his fierce sword technique enveloping Gong Lin.
As an inner disciple of Lieyang Peak, his Yuan power was exceptionally strong. Coupled with this matching sword technique, he could unleash the strength of a second-level Divine Power realm with his first-level cultivation.
Yet, facing this seemingly invincible move, Gong Lin didn't even bat an eyelid.
He extended two fingers and directly clamped the greatsword in mid-air.
Instantly, Qin Cheng was in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.
Then, he clenched his left fist, stepped forward, and punched Qin Cheng in the stomach.
Boom!
With a loud bang, Qin Cheng spat out blood and was sent flying backward.
The greatsword in his hand also smashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Defeated by one punch!
He didn't even need a second.
With this one punch, Qin Cheng was directly knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
"Too weak!"
Gong Lin flicked his hand, looking down contemptuously at the fallen Qin Cheng.
Such strength made him feel no interest.
He had thought that the top force in the Eastern Domain would be something different, but their inner disciples were simply no match for him.
He had originally thought that by suppressing his cultivation, he could at least exchange a few moves.
But now, it seemed that this person in front of him, if he hadn't held back at the end, might have already been killed by a single punch.
"And you call yourself an inner disciple? Truly boring!"
"Next!"
Gong Lin stood in place, watching Qin Cheng being carried away, and said disdainfully.
"Too arrogant, which senior brother will go in and teach him a lesson!"
"This is unbearable, we must teach him a lesson!"
"Make way, make way! The senior brother from Hengyang Peak is here!"
Seeing Qin Cheng being carried out, and Gong Lin still spewing insults, the disciples outside the hall became increasingly agitated, wishing they could rush up and tear him apart.
However, bound by the rules, only one person could go up at a time, so they did not act rashly.
Finally, a disciple at the fourth level of the Divine Power realm, having heard the commotion, walked out from the crowd.
"Zhao Tuo of Hengyang Peak, I am here to learn your moves!"
Zhao Tuo shouted loudly, immediately unleashing his fist technique and charging towards Gong Lin.
He was not a sword cultivator, so he did not carry a long sword, relying on his fists and feet in combat.
His cultivation at the fourth level of the Divine Power realm could be considered high among these inner disciples.
Moreover, unlike Qin Cheng, who was a mere figurehead at the Divine Power realm, Zhao Tuo was a true Divine Power realm cultivator who had awakened his innate divine ability.
"Fist Quakes Mountains and Rivers!"
This was his innate divine ability, channeling all his Yuan power into his fists, enhancing their power and speed.
This punch was designed for a swift kill.
With one punch, mountains and rivers would shatter.
However, as soon as they clashed, Zhao Tuo knew why Qin Cheng had been defeated so quickly.
This Gong Lin was indeed someone whose sword cultivation had reached the realm of 'Sword Heart Clarity'. Although he hadn't drawn his sword, his sword intent had completely integrated into his every move.
Fists and feet were swords, and grass and trees were weapons!
Even a disciple at the fourth level of the Divine Power realm was no match for him.
After two moves, Zhao Tuo was hit in the head, his eyes rolled back, and he was carried away.
"Is that it? Is that all? Can you guys even fight! If not, bring out someone at the fifth level of Divine Power realm or above, or just come at me all at once, don't waste my time!"
Gong Lin said lightly.
In his eyes, these inner disciples of the Taiyi Holy Land were just a bunch of weaklings, none of whom could fight.
He couldn't even be bothered to draw his sword.
For a moment, the faces of all the inner disciples turned extremely grim.
This was simply the ultimate humiliation.
Those who could enter the inner sect of a holy land were, if not peerless prodigies, at least considered geniuses.
When had they ever suffered such disgrace?
However, the sect leaders of the various peaks and the Taiyi Holy Land remained very calm.
This was because the ones fighting now were merely inner disciples. The true elites of the Taiyi Holy Land were the chief disciples and true disciples above the inner disciples.
Only these two types of disciples could truly represent the strength of the Taiyi Holy Land.
Finally, a chief disciple pushed through the crowd and entered the hall.
"I will face you!"
This person was Qian Wuhui, the chief disciple of Qingyang Peak, with a cultivation at the fifth level of the Divine Power realm.
His cultivation level was on par with Gong Lin's.
He took a deep breath, prepared himself.
He felt immense pressure for this battle, as he was the first chief disciple to step forward.
"Qian Wuhui of Qingyang Peak, I request Brother Gong to give me some pointers!"
Qian Wuhui said with a solemn expression.
He slowly unleashed his aura, and a sound like waves crashing against the shore emanated from all around him.
This was his innate divine ability, the Azure Sea Domain.
Within this domain, the enemy's movements would be restricted by the waves, while he could use the waves to recover Yuan power and enhance his attacks.
Furthermore, his greatest proficiency lay in a Profound-grade sword technique, the Azure Sea Sword Style.
This was not simply a case of one plus one.
The combination of the two could unleash incredibly powerful force.
"Oh? Finally, someone who can pique my interest!"
Gong Lin raised an eyebrow, showing a hint of excitement.
He then stopped suppressing his cultivation and resumed his true strength at the fifth level of the Divine Power realm.
"Come, let me see the true strength of the chief disciple of the Taiyi Holy Land!"
He nodded, signaling Qian Wuhui to begin.
"First Form of the Azure Sea Sword Style, Ebb and Flow!"
Qian Wuhui roared, then leaped forward with his sword. His entire being seemed to transform into a wave, surging within the Azure Sea Domain.
Then, he unleashed a sword strike, which transformed into a sword light several dozen feet long, flying towards Gong Lin.
Facing this strike, Gong Lin did not panic; instead, a hint of fighting spirit appeared on his face.
"This is more like it!"
The next moment, he pushed off with his feet and shot forward, charging towards the sword light.
As he approached.
His arm transformed into a sword, and he delivered a palm strike.
The sword light was directly shattered.
"What!?"
Qian Wuhui was stunned.
He hadn't expected Gong Lin to block his sword strike with his bare hand.
He had originally anticipated that Gong Lin would either dodge this strike or draw his sword to counter.
He never imagined that Gong Lin would shatter the sword light with his bare hands!
This was simply impossible.
He quickly retreated, putting distance between himself and Gong Lin.
Then, without hesitation, he fully activated the Azure Sea Domain.
"Azure Sea Sword Style - Azure Sea Tide Rises!"
Gritting his teeth, Qian Wuhui unleashed the ultimate killing move of the Azure Sea Sword Style.
He knew that if he didn't go all out now, he wouldn't have another chance.
"Boom!!"
Within the Azure Sea Domain, waves surged, restricting Gong Lin's movements.
With the Azure Sea Tide Rises unleashed, the sword light was like continuous waves, one after another, each stronger than the last.
However, Gong Lin shook his head, greatly disappointed.
"Is this your ultimate move? Weak, truly too weak!"
"This is truly disappointing!"
"Since that's the case, let's end this!"
Zing!!
Gong Lin's sword unsheathed with a sharp ring.
Then, with a single strike, the incoming waves were split apart, divided into two halves.
Pfft!
Qian Wuhui spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.
Gong Lin's sword also rested against his throat.
If the sword moved a little further, he would die on the spot.
It was clear that he had lost!
He had lost completely.