Chapter 1694: Chapter 1563: Clumsy Fist Inheritor

This statement can be described as extremely arrogant. No matter what, the Purple Robed Marquis is also the successor of Elder Zi Qi, standing out among hundreds of young elites and fighting until the end, his strength cannot be underestimated.

However, everyone knows that if they continue to fight, the Purple Robed Marquis is certain to lose. The gap between the two is too great; he cannot defeat Ling Haotian.

At the same time, those who understand Ling Haotian’s combat power, such as Hu Fei and Shi Ye, are secretly puzzled. When did this kid become so formidable?

"You can defeat me, but you cannot humiliate me. The Purple Robed Marquis will never admit defeat voluntarily!"

The Purple Robed Marquis took a deep breath, and his eyes shot out resolute glimmers.

"Fine, then I’ll fight until you admit defeat!"

Ling Haotian pressed forward with a palm strike, the gale arose abruptly, as if the air around was drained by this palm, causing the Purple Robed Marquis to feel as if he were trapped in a quagmire.

The Purple Robed Marquis felt a chill in his heart and let out a furious shout, instantly burning his Divine Power, his combat strength skyrocketed, shouting loudly: "Unification!"

The Purple Fire Qilin Divine Embryo fused with him, and in an instant, his whole being became nearly grotesque, bones crackling like frying beans, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Ling Haotian squinted his eyes; he also felt the opponent’s strength. After burning his Divine Power and fusing with the Divine Embryo, the Purple Robed Marquis’s power and appearance underwent a tremendous transformation!

At this moment, the Purple Robed Marquis was engulfed in purple light soaring to the sky, scales gleaming, almost transforming into a half-human, half-Qilin form, looking incredibly terrifying.

Moreover, his hands nearly turned into Qilin Claws, nails forming hook-like shapes, reaching half a foot long, sparkling coldly.

"Forcing me to use Qilin Transformation, even if you lose, it’s enough for you to be proud!"

The Purple Robed Marquis shot out half a foot of purple light from his eyes and said coldly.

"Holy Embryo Fusion is Holy Embryo Fusion, why call it Qilin Transformation? Before the Xuandi Fist, any obstruction will be crushed, even a real Qilin is no exception, let alone you, a half-human, half-Qilin monster!"

Ling Haotian sneered, utterly fearless. After receiving the guidance of the Xuan Ancestor, his confidence surged, his goal was to defeat Ye Fan, and a Purple Robed Marquis was nowhere in his sight.

Wham!

Saying this, Ling Haotian struck with a palm, sounding like a dragon roar, Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi condensed into a massive light palm, fiercely slapping the Purple Robed Marquis fused with the Divine Embryo away.

"Hiss..."

The people around drew in breaths of astonishment; no one expected Ling Haotian to be so powerful, worthy of being the strongest successor of the Di Clan.

"During this period, Ling Haotian’s strength indeed increased significantly, as if he became a different person."

"Earlier during the sparring at the Immortal Academy and Imperial Academy, he was defeated by the Ye kid from the Immortal Academy. He learned from his disgrace, so it’s normal for his strength to have grown somewhat."

"It seems this time he is going to challenge Ye Fan, to wash away his previous defeat, and reclaim the Emperor’s Weapon that belongs to the Ling Family!"

"I don’t think it’ll be easy. Don’t forget, he has progressed, but that Ye kid hasn’t been idle either. Even when eighteen Saint Child Level strong people set up a kill array, they couldn’t handle him and instead were killed by him. Ling Haotian is strong, but he might not be able to easily defeat that Ye kid!"

Seeing Ling Haotian display his might, defeating the emerging Purple Robed Marquis in just three moves, people couldn’t help but discuss spiritedly, focusing on whether he will challenge Ye Fan.

Almost everyone thinks that Ling Haotian will definitely challenge Ye Fan. Whether for public or private reasons, there needs to be some closure between him and Ye Fan, and this sparring match is a perfect opportunity.

The Ling Family’s Saint quietly smiled, from Ling Haotian’s performance, he saw hope; whether the Ling Family can reclaim the Emperor’s Weapon and restore its former glory depends entirely on Ling Haotian.

Ling Gu looked at Ye Fan with sinister eyes. Though he couldn’t make a move, he could wish more than anyone to kill Ye Fan.

Years ago, he had coerced Ye Fan’s mother Ling Yun into an alliance with the Gu Family, so although he shares blood ties with Ye Fan, there’s deep-seated hatred. Naturally, he doesn’t want to see Ye Fan rise, especially since the Ling Family’s Emperor Weapon is in Ye Fan’s hands.

"Sigh..."

The Ling Family Ancestor secretly sighed, feeling that Ling Haotian was still too impetuous. He could have defeated the opponent in the most energy-efficient way without injuring them, yet he chose brute force over finesse.

Certainly, brute force overcomes skill; in the face of absolute power, any martial arts or secret technique is futile. But while defeating the opponent, one’s own consumption increases, which is not a characteristic an excellent strong person should have.

"Cough cough..."

The Purple Robed Marquis flew a hundred feet away, reverting to his original form, coughing violently, blood foam continuously bubbling from his mouth, and his whole body’s bones were broken.

After delivering a blow, Ling Haotian didn’t bother to see how the Purple Robed Marquis turned out but turned instead towards the direction where Ye Fan stood.

"Ye, dare to fight me?"

Having forcefully defeated the Purple Robed Marquis who emerged from numerous young elites, Ling Haotian finally regained his confidence and invincible heart, challenging Ye Fan.

At this moment, he once again held the heart to prove Dao, among the younger generation, he feared no one, even the son of the Emperor, he firmly believed that in the near future, he would stand at the same height as him.

"Do you think you’re strong? Then let me meet you!"

Before Ye Fan could respond, the successor of Clumsy Fist, Li Yu’er, flew onto the Life and Death Battle Arena, walking step by step towards Ling Haotian.

"Ye, are you scared? If you’re afraid, kneel down, admit your mistake to me, and hand over the Emperor’s Weapon, I might consider sparing you this time."

Ling Haotian didn’t look at Li Yu’er coming over but continued to taunt Ye Fan.

"I’m afraid of you? Did your brain get kicked by a Xuan Beast’s hoof?" Ye Fan mocked.

"You..."

Ling Haotian nearly choked on Ye Fan’s words, his eyes blazing with anger, "In that case, let’s settle our grievances with a duel. If you lose, you hand over the Emperor Weapon and abolish all Mystical Skills and Martial Arts belonging to my Ling Family. How about that?"

Before Ye Fan could speak, the Clumsy Fist Inheritor Li Yu’er had already approached Ling Haotian, coldly saying, "What do you take this sparring competition for? To resolve your personal grievances? No, this is for selecting the young elites to fight against the Demon Clan in the future. Your actions seem to undermine the competition’s purpose."

Li Yu’er’s words were righteous and stern, leaving even the Ling Family members unable to refute, and they remained silent, while others nodded in agreement.

"That’s correct, this sparring competition is meant to select the elite of the younger generation to combat the emerging Demon Clan, not to solve personal disagreements."

"Any grievances can be sorted out privately. To be recognized as the elite of the younger generation, adhere to the previous rules, or be disqualified."

Moonlight Emperor and Old Bastard both spoke up, preventing Ling Haotian from challenging Ye Fan further. Of course, if Ye Fan accepted the challenge, it would be a different story.

"You’re courting death!"

Ling Haotian’s expression constantly changed before becoming gloomy, coldly speaking to Li Yu’er, "I don’t care who you are, defeating you first is fine by me, but I won’t be merciful, fend for yourself!"

"You don’t need to worry about that. Since I dare to step forward, I’m not afraid of you. Let me witness how skillful your Xuandi Fist truly is."

Li Yu’er stood casually, seemingly merging with Heaven and Earth.

Ling Haotian took a deep breath. Although he was angry, he understood that the youth before him, who appeared extremely ordinary like a common person with no cultivation, was a formidable opponent.

Because from the moment Li Yu’er stood before him, he couldn’t pinpoint the true position of the opponent. It was a profound feeling, difficult to describe.

For a cultivator, this is extremely dangerous — if you can’t locate the opponent’s true position, how can you defeat them?

Trying to calm himself, Ling Haotian slowly closed his eyes, replacing his eyes with Divine Sense, his aura climbing, forming an energy storm on the battle arena.

Li Yu’er casually altered his positions, unaffected by the energy storm, as if he had truly fused with Heaven and Earth.

Wasting time was unfavorable, so Ling Haotian decided to probe, although he still couldn’t pinpoint his opponent, he believed that as long as he attacked, Li Yu’er would show a flaw, allowing him to defeat or even kill the opponent with a stormy attack.

"Kill!"

Ling Haotian shouted, unleashing Xuandi Fist, the Punch Ray dazzling, nearly piercing through a world.

"Not bad, but it lacks refinement!"

Li Yu’er shouted, rushing forward, meeting the attack with a direct punch, without any fancy maneuvers.

"Boom!"

A loud crash, the void quaking, almost shattering at any moment, as their fists collided, emitting a blinding light in Heaven and Earth.

"Crack!"

Ling Haotian’s fingers fractured, in the direct clash of strength, he found himself at a disadvantage in terms of body toughness, which was unbelievable to him.

"How can this be?"

Ling Haotian couldn’t accept the fact that in a head-on battle, he was defeated by what seemed like an ordinary opponent. How could he challenge Ye Fan? Regain everything that belonged to him?

"Nothing is impossible."

Li Yu’er calmly said, "The Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor is a Great Emperor that I admire and respect, as his descendant, you still fall short."

"Don’t get cocky!"

Ling Haotian roared, his aura surging, a dragon-shaped Divine Embryo manifesting, surrounded by the Four Spirits apparitions, as if a true Great Emperor reborn, astonishing the audience.

"Even with the protection of the Four Spirits, you’ll still lose."

Li Yu’er, unfazed, threw another punch, the blazing Punch Ray carrying a destructive aura.

"Roar..."

The Divine Dragon Divine Embryo moved sinuously, charging at Li Yu’er, showcasing the peak combat utilization of the Divine Embryo, aiding Ling Haotian tremendously.

"You dare block me?!"

Li Yu’er’s eyes shot two beams of Golden Light, his fists both striking, shattering the Divine Dragon Divine Embryo into pieces with a cry, dispersing into the air, returning to Ling Haotian’s body.

"Puff!"

Ling Haotian’s face drastically changed, spitting a mouthful of blood, hastily throwing a punch, clashing with Li Yu’er’s right fist, unsurprisingly being blown away, his entire arm exploding, blood gushing, a gruesome sight.

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