Chapter 47: The Absolute Power of the Nen User!

  No one had ever thought of it, nor had they anticipated that just once, a mountain trial would encounter the legendary... Namer!

  That white aura composed of half-illusory soul is precisely the Nen user's signature fighting power, Aura!

  Suddenly Xia Lin remembered his father's warning when they were in the mountain village, if he saw a monk, he must avoid him, remember!

  Endless thoughts turned over in her mind, but Xia Lin finally suppressed them deep down, excluding all the tension, anxiety and restlessness, and silently asked herself.

  Can this battle be abandoned? Can he let him take Xia Cheng away?

  No! If he takes Xia Cheng away, what's the point of this month's effort? So absolutely can't let him take Xia Cheng away.

  Since it can't be helped, then we have no choice but to fight!

  If we're going to fight, then they're our enemies, what's there to be afraid of!

  In almost an instant, Xia Lin calmed down, looking at Zuo Hao Tian's Nian Hun with a cold gaze, his fighting spirit also burst out. What about the reciter? I am also a cultivator!

  I once said, seeing Nian, I will not be afraid of a battle!

  "You're very brave."

  Zuo Haotian's body had already stayed in place, while his soul slowly took a few steps forward, looking at Xia Lin and saying faintly.

  "How would you know if there's no chance of winning without a fight?" Xia Lin sneered, completely ignoring Zuo Haotian's provocation.

  "Really?"

  Zuo Haotian slightly shook his head, "Every single one of the Nianzhe, starts from Li Hun, and their starting point is equivalent to a Wu Zhe's Qi Xuan boundary. Not to mention, I have slaughtered over ten Qi Xuan boundary cultivators under my hands. And you, are just a small guy in the Tempering Body stage, who gave you such confidence?"

  Xia Lin stared at him coldly, causing his blood to churn inside, everything was ready.

  If he were a martial artist, he would have no power to resist against Zuo Haotian. However, he wasn't; he was a cultivator! A cultivator who also started with blood refinement, although he still lacked the final step, this didn't hinder his ability to fight. What was the advantage of a cultivator? A robust physical body, shocking high-intensity bursts, and recovery abilities far surpassing those of others.

  And what about his own advantages? Apart from the repairer, there is also the tenth palm of Lingfeng, as well as that unique secret technique, Cunbu.

  It's not like there aren't any opportunities, Xia Lin said quietly to herself.

  "It's over."

  Zuo Haotian's eyes gleamed with a faint smile, his right hand grasping the sword. His half-illusory state made him appear ethereal and agile. As he uttered the last three words, his originally slow-moving figure suddenly burst forth, transforming into a white streak that shot towards Xia Lin!

  Summer arrived at the pupil contraction, without hesitation, waved out Lingfeng Palm tenth palm!

  No probing, straight to the strongest killing move! Zuo Haotian didn't probe because he simply had no need to. To joke around, a renowned cultivator like him still needs to probe against a mere Body Tempering stage junior? As for Xia Lin, it was because he completely dared not, fearing that with one careless move, he would end up dying here.

  This is a collision of spear and shield!

  Zuo Haotian's sword strike came, transforming into a white awn that left a white line in the sky, making all the surrounding scenery dull, and this white line's impact was directed straight at Xia Lin.

  Xia Lin's tenth palm strike shook out, the surrounding air vibrating with it, and even the turmoil of blood and energy within his body almost couldn't be stopped. With the high-frequency vibration, a faint, almost imperceptible ripple appeared before his eyes. As Xia Lin struck out with this palm, these ripples seemed to coalesce into a solid barrier, firmly blocking his path.

  "Boom!"

  The ground around Xia Lin sank to a certain extent, spreading outwards slightly. In just one exchange, the energy that had spread out caused such terrifying consequences, let alone Xia Lin and Zuo Haotian who were at the center of it all.

  Zuo Haotian's charging figure came to an abrupt end as he was sent crashing down by Xia Lingshen!

  Zuo Haotian stared at Xia Lin, the casualness and carelessness in his eyes finally completely disappearing, leaving only solemnity. "Do you know? Many Qi Xuan boundary warriors may not be able to block this move, but you, a small Refining Body Ninth Layer, can actually block my move! It seems that I've encountered a talented young man."

  "But in my eyes, there is no such thing as genius! The genius of a martial artist, what does it count for to us cultivators? If one cannot enter the divine realm, they are ultimately useless. And how many so-called geniuses among martial artists have been stuck at the bottleneck?"

  Zuo Hao Tian looked at Xia Lin with disdain and said indifferently.

  This is a conversation between geniuses, and also the contempt that cultivators have for warriors. Every cultivator has the qualifications to break through to the Divine Realm, but warriors may suddenly get stuck at some bottleneck and be unable to break through their entire lives, so it's understandable that they're looked down upon by cultivators.

  Xia Lin didn't make a sound, was Zuo Hao Tian trying to provoke him? A martial artist? He wasn't a martial artist, as a cultivator, he also had the qualification to look down on everything. The reason he listened to Zuo Hao Tian's nonsense here was that earlier, Zuo Hao Tian's move was indeed powerful, and after exchanging blows with him, his internal blood energy hadn't recovered for a while. And now, following Zuo Hao Tian's few words, he finally adjusted his breath to calm down.

  "You talk too much." Xia Lin sneered and Ling Feng's tenth palm struck out once again.

  "Boom!"

  "Boom!"

  Boom!

  Watching several palms blast out in a row, Zuo Haotian let out a cold laugh, his illusory figure fluttering about, holding up the white long sword, he charged in to kill.

  A heavyweight battle has begun again.

  The disciples of Hei Feng Zhai in the distance had already been stunned, and that half-illusory soul made them feel a chill in their hearts. Especially with the previous move, the entire sky and earth lost color, and everyone felt a sudden darkness before their eyes, leaving only one terrifying white line rushing forward! Even now, every sword's power was extremely frightening, occasionally Xia Lin dodged, Zuo Hao Tian struck his sword on the ground, leaving behind a deep mark.

  For Xia Lin, the only thing left in the eyes of the Heifeng Village disciples was fervor! Yes, that's right, look at it, that inexplicable thing is so terrifying, yet it was easily blocked by Young Master. Even now, Young Master is still fighting this thing with an overwhelming momentum, not weaker than before.

  The fight is still going on, and others can't even get a hand in.

  Sun Zhong had planned to attack Zuo Haotian's true body from the side several times, but unfortunately, Zuo Haotian's soul and a burst of energy sent him flying back. Before becoming a Tian Shi, one cannot leave their physical body, and for the body, it is clear that they are taking good care of it, how could they let him take advantage of this gap?

  "Hmmph!"

  Zuo Haotian let out a cold snort and once again dispelled the idea of sneaking up on Sun Zhong, but his eyes flashed with impatience.

  "I originally wanted to have a good time with you all, but since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"

  Faintly leaving behind one sentence, Zuo Haotian's murderous intent greatly surged.

  Xia Lin was shocked open by a force after hitting him with another palm, and suddenly felt something was off. "Damn... this guy, did he still hide his strength?"

  The battle just now, Xia Lin has already burst out all his strength, and it's already very powerful to contend with Nian Zhe for so long. Originally, he wanted to rely on his strong physical quality to exhaust him to death, but now it seems that Zuo Hao Tian actually hid his strength?

  How strong is it?!

  "Do you think only warriors have martial skills?" Zuo Haotian sneered, "The martial arts of the Nen users are called Nen techniques. The One-Line Heaven earlier was just an appetizer, it requires a foundation of physical strength, so its power is not great. Let me show you what true Nen techniques look like, with Nen energy as the source!"

  "Ichimonji: Genshiryoku no Arashi!"

  "Boom!"

  With Zuo Haotian's order, the entire sky and earth changed color. The long sword rotated, and a white light pierced through the sky. A pale blue light appeared, transforming into a pale blue whirlpool that spun in mid-air before charging towards Xia Lin.

  The pale blue whirlpool looked very ethereal, but its speed was extremely fast, with a diameter of about five meters wide. The vast range made it impossible for people to hide! What shocked Xia Lin even more was that at the center of the whirlpool, there seemed to be a mysterious energy that rotated and attracted his gaze, making him unable to move his body.

  "Damn it!"

  "What kind of power is this!"

  A whirlpool is approaching, although it's still far away, but the strong wind has already blown up his clothes. The seemingly weak cyan whirlpool is getting closer and closer. Xia Lin can't see the power of this move, but instinctively feels that something is wrong.

  At this moment, a crow that happened to be flying overhead lost control of its body as it flew over the whirlpool and was sucked down into it.

  "Pffft——"

  A cry of flesh and blood came, then Xia Lin saw that the crow was completely strangled, and then disappeared!

  It's gone!

  A crow just disappeared like that!

  "Is... this the power of the Nen users?"

  Xia Lin felt a sense of terror for the first time, having been in this world for so long. This was his first experience of fear and such intense crisis. His strong confidence, which had always been unshakeable when facing Nianzhe, was now shattered into pieces.

  No wonder, Nian will be revered throughout the entire continent of Shen Zhou.

  No wonder, Father said if you see a reciter, you must dodge.

  If it's like this... then what's the point of his cultivation?

  Faced with such a desperate crisis, Xia Lin actually fell into contemplation. Did everything he did still have meaning? Was it just that the strong were allowed to be desperate?

  I recall those who accompanied my mother in the past, their footsteps left the ground and floated in mid-air. Without a doubt, they have reached the realm of divine transcendence; perhaps they are martial artists or maybe they are cultivators!

  Are there still chances of seeing their mothers if they are monks?

  As a mother, she can't even move freely and was taken away, let alone him, a child born outside.

  Is there really no hope left?

  In a daze, Xia Lin seemed to have forgotten the crisis in front of him, slowly closing his eyes, as if he had already given up all resistance.

  Young Master!

  Young Master!

  In the distance, several cries of surprise were heard. No one had expected things to take a turn for the worse so quickly. Zuo Haotian, who was evenly matched with Xia Lin just moments before, suddenly erupted with a powerful move, directly sending Xia Lin into crisis mode, and even stripping him of his ability to resist.

  Zuo Hao Tian smiled coldly: "Everything, it's over."

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