Chapter 13

There's no need to stop at a mere point; one can take the other's life.

Isn't this a fight to the death?

"This..."

All the candidates changed their expressions.

The middle-aged man overseeing the third round of the examination frowned and said, "No way!"

The Nine Yang Martial Hall has existed for several decades, and in the history of its examinations, such a thing has never happened.

Generally speaking, this is not allowed.

Mao Sen shook his head, not at all concerned about the middle-aged man's words. Instead, he turned his head to look at the high platform: "The elders are all here. Whether it's acceptable or not, why not ask for the elders' opinions?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked up at the high platform.

Not only him, but everyone, including Lin Tian, looked over.

Mu Qing and Shi Dong shook their heads, about to reject the idea, but unexpectedly, Mao Yi spoke first.

Mao Yi said indifferently, "The path of martial arts is indeed not easy. Since one has chosen this path, one must always be prepared to face any challenge. I think this proposal is not unreasonable. Of course, whether to engage in a fight to the death requires the agreement of both parties, so let them decide for themselves."

Wow!

All around, the candidates were once again moved, not expecting the martial hall elder to give such a response.

However, many people's eyes flashed with excitement.

It's not easy to witness a fight to the death, and many people were eager to see the spectacle.

On the martial arts platform, Mao Sen stared at Lin Tian and sneered, "What do you think, Lin Tian? Do you dare to accept the challenge? If you don't have the courage, I advise you to roll down honestly. Cowards have no right to step onto the path of martial arts."

Upon hearing this, everyone around looked at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian snorted inwardly, but his expression remained calm throughout, saying, "No objections."

Having lived two lives, he would never back down from a challenge, especially not in front of someone like Mao Sen.

He couldn't do that.

So what if it's a fight to the death? If it's a fight, then let it be!

On the high platform, Mu Qing and Shi Dong were helpless. Since Lin Tian and Mao Sen had both agreed, they couldn't say anything more. Besides, only one of the two could stay, and whether the loser lived or died didn't matter much.

Mao Yi stood up and said, "Since the decision has been made, the duel begins. During the duel, no one is allowed to intervene!"

In an instant, everyone focused on the martial arts platform where Lin Tian and Mao Sen were.

Even the duels on other platforms came to a halt at this moment.

The two had been the most outstanding candidates in this martial hall examination, and now that the duel had turned into a fight to the death, the attraction had naturally become even greater.

On the martial arts platform, Mao Sen sneered cruelly, staring at Lin Tian, "Brat, you were lucky last time to escape with your life. This time, you won't be so lucky."

Lin Tian's expression was calm, and the long sword in his hand glinted with a faint cold light.

"Too much talk."

As he spoke, he stepped forward on the platform, and his entire body rushed over.

Mao Sen snorted coldly and also advanced with his sword.

The two figures on the platform crossed each other, their swords and knives clashing repeatedly, making a clanging sound.

Mao Sen's sword strikes were very fierce, each one potentially lethal, causing many candidates to feel a chill.

"This Mao Sen not only has a five-star talent but is also at the peak of the fourth level of body tempering. He is indeed formidable. In comparison, although Lin Tian has a nine-star talent, he is only at the third level of body tempering. The gap between them is quite large."

"That Lin Tian is really something. With a nine-star talent, he has a long future ahead. Why show off at this moment? Now, he's in danger."

Someone whispered.

The path of martial arts is mysterious, and the gap between each minor realm is often enormous. Generally speaking, a fourth-level body tempering martial artist can fight ten third-level body tempering martial artists without losing, with their strength, speed, and reaction time far surpassing those of third-level body tempering martial artists.

Many candidates shook their heads, thinking Lin Tian would soon be defeated.

However, soon, everyone was moved again. Facing the peak fourth-level body tempering Mao Sen, Lin Tian showed no signs of decline. Despite Mao Sen's fierce attacks, Lin Tian's long sword always managed to block Mao Sen's sword.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

On the platform, the swords and knives clashed, sending sparks flying.

Lin Tian's expression was calm, and his long sword seemed to be aided by a divine force, each strike feeling as if it weighed a thousand pounds. This was his second battle with a true martial artist, but since the start of the third round of the examination, he had been observing the duels of other candidates, gaining considerable understanding of martial artist battles. His combat strength was not inferior to Mao Sen's.

With each clash, he and Mao Sen were evenly matched, unable to determine a winner.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, Mao Sen shouted coldly.

Lin Tian's expression changed slightly, feeling Mao Sen's sword become terrifying. A layer of green light appeared on the blade.

"Swish!"

In an instant, his left arm was struck by the sword, his clothes torn, and blood seeping out.

Mao Sen laughed coldly, saying, "What good is a nine-star talent? What good is breaking the illusion in half a minute? Offending me, Mao Sen, means only one path for you—death!"

His sword strikes became even more fierce, and with each strike, sword shadows appeared in the air.

This scene instantly changed everyone's expressions.

"Is this... a martial technique?!"

"Indeed, it must be a martial technique!"

Someone exclaimed.

Martial techniques, combat skills used by martial artists, can greatly enhance a martial artist's combat strength. Sometimes, powerful martial techniques can even allow a martial artist to fight across several minor realms.

One of the reasons Lin Tian entered the Nine Yang Martial Hall was to obtain martial techniques.

At this moment, on the nearby high platform, Mu Qing and Shi Dong were also moved.

"Middle-grade martial technique of the body tempering level, the Dying Sun Sword Technique!"

Mu Qing said solemnly.

He and Shi Dong looked at Mao Yi, who had an expressionless face, causing both of them to frown.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

On the platform, the sounds of swords and knives echoed. At this moment, Mao Sen, using the Dying Sun Sword Technique, was undoubtedly very powerful, forcing Lin Tian into a desperate situation, with several sword cuts appearing on his body.

"This Lin Tian is finished."

"No doubt, he's dead for sure."

Everyone shook their heads, thinking Lin Tian was bound to lose. After all, Mao Sen was one minor realm higher than Lin Tian, and now with a martial technique, Lin Tian was sure to lose.

On the platform, Mao Sen sneered, his sword strikes like a rainbow, "Liu Er and Ma Zi, those two useless men, couldn't even succeed in humiliating a little girl. They're really useless! If those two were a bit more capable, even if you, this little brat, came back alive, seeing your own sister humiliated to death would be quite interesting, wouldn't it?"

Lin Tian's body trembled, his eyes instantly turning icy cold.

"It was you who made them do it!"

He said coldly.

Long-suppressed anger surged, and he remembered Lin Xi's terrified and trembling appearance, gripping his long sword even tighter.

"Exactly, so what?"

Mao Sen sneered.

"I'll kill you!"

A voice filled with icy killing intent sounded, and Lin Tian's figure suddenly became strange. With just one step, he appeared in front of Mao Sen, his long sword ruthlessly slashing down.

"So fast!"

Someone exclaimed.

Mao Sen's expression changed, Lin Tian's sudden speed shocking him.

Too fast!

At this moment, he had no time to defend.

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