Chapter 1482: The Powerful Disciples

Chapter 1482: The Powerful Disciples

On the Four Nine Immortal Sect drill ground.

Bai Ling snapped her fingers, and a mechanical voice sounded.

“Matter reinforced by ten thousand percent. Chaotic Cyclone Energy Absorption Barrier activated. Ninety-Nine-Fold Extreme Heavenly Spell Formation activated…”

A transparent barrier of light enshrouded the entire drill ground.

One buff after another was placed upon the drill ground.

For safety purposes, all of the disciples still opened up some distance between themselves and the drill ground.

The sun was beginning to set.

The light of the dying sun elongated the shadows of the two people on the drill ground.

An Lin stood with his Evil-Slaying Sword on his back. He was looking ahead at a young woman in a tight-fitting black daoist robe.

Ye Ling’s figure was a little thin, but it was extremely well-proportioned. Her body was the epitome of perfection, and even when she was completely still, she was still quite a gorgeous sight to behold.

She bowed forward slightly and clasped her hands together in a smiling salute. “Four Nine Immortal Sect, Missing An Celestial Immortal, please enlighten me.”

An Lin returned her salute with a smile on his face. “Four Nine Immortal Sect, An Lin, please enlighten me.”

After a hundred long years, the master and disciple were finally going to spar again.

Many of the disciples outside of the drill ground were already in a heated discussion.

“Hey, Dong Zhen, who do you think is going to win between Sister Ye Ling and Sect Leader An Lin?” Cheng Yingxiong asked.

A five-tailed fire vixen with an extremely explosive figure rolled her eyes. “Why do you ask such a retarded question?”

Cheng Yingxiong blushed slightly. He was just trying to strike up a conversation with Dong Zhen and was not expecting such a blunt response.

“It’s quite clear that our sect leader is going to win. Was there ever any doubt?” Gongxi Chen chuckled as he analyzed, “Sister Ye Ling has an exceptional aptitude and outstanding combat prowess beyond her cultivation base at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Initial Stage. However, don’t forget that Sect Leader An Lin was able to beat up Return to Void Final Stage mighty figures at just the Soul Formation Stage…”

Dong Zhen continued in the same vein, “Furthermore, he was able to pummel Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures at the Return to Void Stage. No matter how powerful Sister Ye Ling is, there’s no way she’s capable of something like that.”

All of the core disciples of the Four Nine Immortal Sect were extremely familiar with Sect Leader An Lin’s extraordinary feats. It was exactly because of this that all of the sect prodigies were extremely humble and never thought of themselves as bad*ss or superior to others.

Unbeknown to them, in the eyes of cultivators outside the Four Nine Immortal Sect, all of them were supremely talented freaks.

There was a scintillating quote from their Sect Leader An Lin, in which he referred to himself as just an ordinary Soul Formation Stage cultivator! Their sect leader had far superior aptitude compared to any of them. Even then he was so modest, so what right did they have to be proud and arrogant?

Hence, when all of the disciples were being showered with praise and accolades by other living beings following a display of their powers, all of them would always respond by saying things like “It wasn’t much”, “That was average”, or “I’m really still a noob”. In any case, none of them ever became arrogant and looked down on others.

Their modesty would often shock onlookers into silence.

For some reason, the modesty displayed by the disciples further elevated the name and prestige of the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

All of the disciples were also quite pleased to endorse this attitude…

On the Four Nine Immortal Sect drill ground.

Cheng Yingxiong was still persevering. “Nothing is set in stone. What if the sect leader gets careless and…”

“Hehe.” Dong Zhen chuckled coldly to cut off Cheng Yingxiong and crossed her arms over her voluptuous breasts. “There’s no way that’s going to happen. If Sect Leader An Lin loses, I’ll go out on a date with you.”

“Huh?” Cheng Yingxiong’s eyes widened, and his mouth gaped open so wide that one could probably fit an entire apple in there.

“I know what you’re up to, and I know that you’ve liked me for a long time. If Sect Leader An Lin loses, I’ll give you a chance,” Dong Zhen said in a straightforward manner.

“Holy crap!” Cheng Yingxiong’s heart thumped in his chest as a blush appeared on his face.

Things had suddenly taken a completely unexpected turn, like a mad dog that had escaped from its leash.

Thus, amid the sea of spectators cheering for Sect Leader An Lin, there was one man cheering on Ye Ling with all his might…

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An Lin and Ye Ling stood on the drill ground and looked at each other as the atmosphere became more and more tense.

An Lin felt like a regulation sparring match wouldn’t be stimulating enough.

He proposed that if Ye Ling could draw blood from his body, then it would be Ye Ling’s victory. However, if she couldn’t do so in fifteen minutes, then it would be Ye Ling’s loss.

Of course, he wasn’t going to use the Evil-Slaying Sword, nor any of his buff techniques, power of the Heavenly Dao, and techniques like his Evading Turtle Technique to stall for time.

Ye Ling immediately agreed to this as raging battle intent shimmered in her eyes.

She finally had an opportunity to defeat her master!

Ye Ling’s aura suddenly shifted and became cold and dangerous. In that instant, An Lin felt like he was being scrutinized by a ferocious beast. Not only were there chills running down his spine, but he was also struck by a faint sense of danger that seemed to be able to follow him wherever he went.

Normal cultivators would most likely have already died before they detected this sense of danger.

The fact that even An Lin was being struck by a sense of danger indicated just how terrifyingly powerful his opponent was!

“I’m coming,” the woman’s pleasant voice sounded.

Before An Lin had a chance to say anything, her body disappeared from the spot.

So fast!

A black shadow hurtled toward An Lin, and her well-proportioned leg swept through the air in a crescent moon trajectory toward An Lin’s neck, as if it were a scythe to harvest lives.

Not only that, but her leg was imbued with an extremely special power that gave her kick tremendous force and extremely terrifying sharpness, making the space in its path shattered and disjointed.

An Lin’s lips twitched upon seeing this.

She was going for the kill already?

If Ye Ling were up against a careless, average Return to Void Stage mighty figure, just this one kick alone could already decapitate her opponent!

But who was An Lin? He was no average Return to Void Stage mighty figure!

An Lin’s expression remained calm, and his hand shot forth at lightning speed to grab onto Ye Ling’s shin.

Bam!

The violent clash sent gale-force winds surging through the air for over five kilometers.

If it weren’t for the fact that the ground had been fortified to its maximum extent by the spell formations, it would have already completely shattered.

“You’ll lose your center of gravity if you start off with such a drastic move.” An Lin smiled.

However, Ye Ling was not flustered in the slightest by the fact that her leg had been clamped firmly in An Lin’s hand. Instead, a vicious expression appeared on her face.

Shadow Manifestation!

Her leg suddenly disappeared, as if a section of her body had suddenly detached itself. At the same time, her shadow under the sun became a few shades darker.

An Lin faltered slightly as his hand clamped down on thin air.

At this moment, Ye Ling’s fist was already hurtling toward his head like a fast and vicious bullet!

An Lin slapped a palm toward Ye Ling’s wrist, diverting it off its original path, and at the same time, his other hand reached for Ye Ling’s waist!

However, before his hand could reach Ye Ling’s slender waist, her waist disappeared into darkness, as if her body had always been divided into two segments.

“That’s some very impressive Shadow Manifestation! Who would have thought that you would become so proficient in the Shadow Manifestation Technique I taught you…” An Lin was quite surprised.

The Shadow Manifestation Technique was something An Lin invented after combining elements of the Shadow Tiger Technique, Mist Immortal Technique, and Little Xie’s divine sword domain. At that time, he only taught Ye Ling the basics, but not only had she completely mastered it, but she had also even improved upon it through her own innovation!

Just as his voice faded.

He discovered that Ye Ling’s fist was already upon him.

There were a total of over a hundred inky-black fists hurtling toward him at the same time!

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