Chapter 927: Fist God Lin An

Chapter 927: Fist God Lin An

The elimination competition was still progressing under a red hot atmosphere.

Soon, there were only thirty-two competitors left among the original sixty-four.

This time, An Lin was pitted against a flying python. This flying python was even weaker than the demonic bat. It was only at the Spirit Nurturing Final Stage, and it was easily taken care of by another punch from An Lin.

The Vermilion Bird Princess was a Soul Formation Initial Stage soul beast with a domain. She restricted herself to the strength of a Spirit Nurturing Final Stage soul beast and kicked her opponent’s head open with her high heels and ended the battle instantaneously again!

Aside from the two of them, the bear with seven consecutive arena victories also won quite easily. However, it was not feeling very happy. Every time it looked at the petite figure on the other side of the waiting area, its mountainous body would tremble uncontrollably.

When the contestants applied, they were required to disclose their cultivation bases, so they were aware of the fact that he was a Soul Formation Final Stage cultivator. As such, he was a seeded contestant of sorts, and they intentionally pitted him against some of the weaker contestants.

After a while, there were only sixteen contestants left.

An Lin progressed to the quarterfinal with another simple punch that reduced his opponent to dust.

In the quarterfinal, An Lin’s opponent was a huge ice bird.

The bird had a body of a thousand feet in length, and the entire battle platform was turned into its exclusive domain of ice and snow. This was a Soul Formation Intermediate Stage powerful being.

It was quite a powerful bird, and the spectators at the arena began to cheer with excitement. This appeared to be quite a popular contestant too.

However, just as everyone thought an intense battle would ensue, An Lin launched another monotonous punch.

The power behind his fist twisted the air before it and instantly tore apart the domain of snow and ice before landing on the giant ice bird’s body.

Boom!

Energy exploded, and the defensive spell formation around the platform tremored violently.

The huge bird let loose a cry of anguish as its body was pulverized, leaving a rain of white blood.

“It’s here! Fist God Lin An’s unstoppable fist!”

“Insta-kill! Another insta-kill! I didn’t think he would be able to insta-kill a Soul Formation Intermediate Stage soul beast with one punch too!”

“Fist God Lin An is truly worthy of his title!”

“Ah! He’s so cool!”

…

All of the spectators were cheering at the top of their lungs, but the yellow cow was quite dejected.

Xue Zhantian slapped his cow head upon seeing this. “Why do you look so depressed? Can’t you see how invincible my master is?!”

The yellow cow heaved a forlorn sigh. “Brother An Lin truly is very powerful. In any other arena battle, he would have a great chance of winning. But today, he’s up against the Vermilion Bird Princess…”

A disdainful expression appeared on Xue Zhantian’s face. “Isn’t the Vermilion Bird Princess only at the pinnacle of the Soul Formation Stage? She isn’t even at the Return to Void Stage yet, so what’s there to fear?”

“The Vermilion Bird Princess isn’t a Return to Void Stage mighty figure…”

The yellow cow turned with an expression of awe and veneration toward the waiting area as it spoke.

“But she has slain Return to Void Stage mighty figures in the arena before.”

Xue Zhantian: “!!!”

Before they knew it, there were only four contestants left.

The sun had already set into the clouds, and the light of sunset shone down upon the arena, giving it a sense of tragic beauty.

Despite the time of day, there was a second climax in the arena itself.

This was because the upcoming battle was between Fist God Lin An and the Black Wing Bear Lord who had racked up seven consecutive victories.

That’s right, this was that arrogant bear!

Even though it was a mountainous brute of a bear, it was always sh*tting itself at the sight of the Vermilion Bird Princess.

“Roar! Lin An, before my battle against the Vermilion Bird Princess, I’ll enjoy my battle with you! I’ll show you just how terrifying my power is!”

The bear roared as it stood up on its hind legs to tower over An Lin as a bear of over a hundred feet tall. A mighty power swept forth from its body, lending further menace to its massive frame.

An Lin had no interest in speaking to weak trash, and he launched another mundane fist!

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“It’s here! Fist God Lin An’s unstoppable fist!” All of the beasts in the spectator stands yelled with excitement as they stared at the human’s fist.

The terrifying power behind the fist continued on toward the bear with an overwhelming force.

The bear let loose an almighty roar as it completely unleashed its power, which was at the pinnacle of the Soul Formation Stage. Rays of black light rose into the sky, making it appear like an ancient godfiend. A gust of black wind roared around its claws as it swatted its claws violently toward the power of An Lin’s fist.

Boom!

The explosion of energy made the ground explode open as a gust of black wind surged throughout the entire arena.

The bear retreated a few steps as blood trickled down its astonished face.

“It blocked Fist God Lin An’s unstoppable punch! This is going to be a thrilling battle!” the MC announced with excitement.

All of the spectators also became quite excited. An Lin’s punch had previously been invincible in their eyes because the result in each and every battle was always an insta-kill. Now that there was finally someone that could take one of An Lin’s fists, they were all looking forward to the battle to come.

“As expected of a powerful being with seven consecutive victories. Fist God Lin An is facing some danger now.”

“I wonder if Fist God Lin An still has energy left after unleashing that terrifying punch. If that’s the extent of his energy, then he really is going to lose…”

“Hmph! The Black Wind Bear Lord has seven consecutive arena victories! How can he be defeated so easily! I support the Bear Lord! Go, Bear Lord!”

Cheers and debate instantly erupted.

The Black Wind Bear Lord took a deep breath before thumping its chest. “Lin An, you truly are a formidable opponent! I’m going to unleash my full power now and gouge out your heart before devouring it with fervent pleasure!”

An Lin’s lips twitched. Was this black bear f*cking retarded?

“Roar!”

The Black Wind Bear Lord roared as its massive body instantly broke through the sound barrier. At the same time, an extremely powerful ball of black energy began to converge between its palms.

“Bear Lord Wind Strike!”

The bear paws abruptly descended upon An Lin as a hurricane erupted within a radius of over a kilometer from him. Even though the ground had been fortified by a spell formation, the hurricane still managed to create a huge indentation on the ground,

An Lin looked up at the massive palm before heaving a light sigh. The insignia of a golden lotus appeared on his forehead as a glowing, golden fist imbued with the power of the earth erupted forth!

With the boundless power of the earth, the golden light tore through the black wind before landing on the Bear Lord’s massive palm.

Boom!

The explosion of energy rocked the entire arena.

The golden fist then tore through the bear paw before landing squarely on the Black Wind Bear Lord’s chest.

“Ah…!”

The Bear Lord let loose a bloodcurdling cry as its mountainous body caved in from the impact of the golden fist. A golden light began to pour forth from his body. The fist, which seemed to be imbued with the power of an entire continent, steamrolled its body.

Then, under the incredulous eyes of close to a hundred thousand spectators, the Bear Lord’s body was pulverized into a million pieces.

Everyone fell deathly silent.

All of the spectators were staring at the human male on the platform with astonishment in their eyes.

Where was the intense battle they had been promised?

Why was it another f*cking insta-kill?!

“This is the Bear Lord who was at the pinnacle of Soul Formation Stage and had won seven consecutive battles! How could it have died so easily? Just how powerful is this Lin An?!”

“Lin An’s fist was enhanced by some sort of extremely terrifying power. He is indeed worthy of the title of Fist God.”

At this moment, the MC’s excited voice sounded again, “It’s here! In a seemingly dire moment, Fist God Lin An unleashed his unstoppable punch! This was a punch that transcended above the Soul Formation Stage, and it was imbued with the paramount dao of the fist!”

The MC once again gave another noob analysis of An Lin’s fist techniques, using a bunch of bad*ss buzzwords to elevate him to the heavens while the spectators lapped it all up like idiots.

An Lin couldn’t be bothered correcting them. He wasn’t a vain person.

He bowed to the audience of close to a hundred thousand before speaking in a domineering and confident voice, “Bear Lord, my a*s! Scum like that is nothing in the face of the Fist Lord!”

Everyone fell silent for a moment before extremely raucous and enthusiastic cheers erupted again.

Chants of “Fist God Lin An” erupted into the clouds.

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