"Secret Technique: Soul-Stealing Art!"
Ling Yu was holding onto Ling Xiao’s arm, smiling as she spoke when, all of a sudden, a strange light flickered within her eyes.
This instantaneous change greatly surprised the onlookers.
Although many people knew that within the Book Collection Pavilion lay a secret technique capable of instantly bewildering one’s mind and robbing them of the ability to think, very few actually practiced it.
Because this secret technique could only be cultivated by women, and moreover, only those women born with a naturally seductive body were able to practice it.
It was unexpected that Ling Yu had actually managed to cultivate it successfully.
"Ling Xiao is done for!"
At such a close distance, being overpowered by the Soul Capturing Technique, he stood no chance of resisting.
To be honest, even the referee included believed that Ling Xiao’s defeat was somewhat unjust.
If Ling Xiao had taken action earlier, it might not have ended .
This woman was too terrifying; at such a young age, she was already capable of seducing men. What would become of her when she’s grown up?
However, in the next moment, something unbelievable happened.
The one who was knocked off the Martial Arts Platform wasn’t Ling Xiao!
Only to see Ling Xiao coldly snort, and Ling Yu screamed as if she had seen a ghost, then she jumped off the Martial Arts Platform like a madwoman and squatted on the ground trembling.
Ling Xiao was also somewhat frightened afterwards. Had it not been for his cultivation of the "Ox Demon Skill: Condensing Shura," with the evil energy in his body having a specific effect against such mind-disturbing secret techniques, he would have really been in a dire situation.
But now Ling Yu had brought about her own misery. After this setback, she likely wouldn’t dare to trouble him, Ling Xiao, for a while.
"Contestant 9588 wins, achieving a ninety-one win streak!"
The referee snapped out of his daze after quite some time and remembered to announce the result of the match.
Because at that time, even the referees didn’t understand what had just happened.
Ling Xiao hadn’t even made a move, and Ling Yu had been mysteriously defeated.
"Ling Xiao, you dare to harm my sister Yu? Our enmity is irreconcilable!"
At some point, the seeded competitor Ling Feng had appeared by Ling Yu’s side, and looking at Ling Yu shaking with fear, he roared almost ferociously.
"Is she worth it for such a woman?"
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
"That’s none of your business. Just wait, if we encounter each other, I will definitely make you pay!"
Ling Feng said with a face full of resentment.
"Is that so? I doubt you have the ability!"
Ling Xiao gave a faint smile and turned away to leave.
Ling Feng was no longer the target he was concerned about. He was more interested in the top ten of the Genius Hall, and Ling Yihang and Ling Yixue.
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng! That guy is a devil! A devil! You must avenge me, avenge me!"
Ling Yu, like a frightened rabbit, clung desperately to Ling Feng’s arm, continually muttering.
"Don’t worry, I will!"
As for Ling Feng’s words, Ling Xiao didn’t take them to heart at all.
His battle continued.
Ninety-two consecutive victories!
Ninety-three consecutive victories!
Ninety-four consecutive victories!
Ever since he directly scared off Ling Yu in that match, for the following three matches, there was actually no one daring enough to confront him.
Three competitors directly chose to concede.
Everyone was no fool; if they couldn’t win, why waste their energy for nothing?
After all, losing one match didn’t mean elimination.
Perhaps stimulated by Ling Xiao, Ling Ziran also became more ruthless in his attacks, and almost nobody was willing to face him either.
So Ling Ziran also smoothly achieved a win streak of ninety-four by his opponents forfeiting.
"After a hundred consecutive wins, I can take a rest. I wonder if the Gang Qi Pill from the Pharmacy Hall has been successfully refined. Really looking forward to it!"
At this moment, Ling Xiao’s mind wasn’t really on the competition. He was more excited about the breakthrough he would achieve after obtaining the Gang Qi Pill.
He wanted to go further, and the safest method was to advance to the Martial Vein Quadruple Layer!
Ninety-five consecutive victories, another concession.
Ninety-sixth battle, another forfeit.
It seems there’s no doubt about achieving a hundred consecutive wins now.
Just when everyone was thinking this, the situation changed.
"Contestant 9588 against number 20!"
"Ling Xiao versus Ling Ziran?"
"Now things have gotten interesting. The two closest to a hundred consecutive wins are facing off early, which means one of them is bound to have their winning streak ended!"
The spectator stands were completely abuzz!
Those disciples who had no chance of advancing to the finals, who couldn’t achieve a hundred consecutive wins, loved this kind of excitement the most.
"What do you think, will Ling Xiao dare to use Basic Martial Arts against Ling Ziran?"
"Haha, don’t joke around. Ling Ziran is no weakling, if Ling Xiao dares use Basic Martial Arts, he’ll be utterly defeated."
Although many people didn’t believe Ling Xiao would dare to use only Basic Martial Arts against Ling Ziran, to tell the truth, deep down they all harbored a sliver of anticipation.
After all, who doesn’t love a good show?
"Little sister Yu, I’ll teach Ling Xiao a lesson for you right now. Let’s see who’s better, that kid Ling Feng or me!"
Ling Ziran was somewhat excited.
Because he had been looking forward to battling Ling Xiao.
In this fight, he intended not just to defeat Ling Xiao, but also to beat him so badly that he couldn’t continue the fight, and thus be sadly eliminated!
That way, he would receive Ling Yu’s reward.
He absolutely didn’t believe he could lose; Advanced Martial Arts combined with the power of the Martial Vein Triple Layer Peak—how could he possibly lose to a martial artist who had only recently broken through to the Martial Veins Third Layer?
"Ling Xiao, if you’ve got guts, don’t use your Light-work Skill!"
Facing Ling Xiao, Ling Ziran’s only worry was that Ling Xiao wouldn’t face him head-on, but instead use his Body Movement Technique to dodge, which would complicate matters for him.
"Don’t worry, I won’t just avoid using Light-work Skill, Basic Martial Arts will be more than enough to handle you,"
Ling Xiao said to Ling Ziran, a look of indifference on his face.
For someone whose wits were so completely clouded by a woman, he really couldn’t care less.
No way, not use Light-work Skill?
And still stick to Basic Martial Arts?
Was Ling Xiao really looking down on Ling Ziran that much?
The audience was in an uproar, because nobody expected Ling Xiao to be so dismissive.
"Hehe, he’s definitely just putting on a brave front. He’ll absolutely use Light-work Skill later; otherwise, he’s just insane!"
"Not necessarily, maybe this Ling Xiao is really that arrogant!"
"There’s also a possibility that he only knows Basic Martial Arts and can’t use anything else even if he wanted to."
"Relying on Basic Martial Arts to win against Ling Ziran is just too hard, almost impossible."
"Sigh, this kid is still too impulsive, provoked by just a few words!"
On the judges’ stand, someone shook their head, feeling it was a pity.
Because even these judges thought, if Ling Xiao fought against Ling Ziran using only Basic Martial Arts, he was heading for certain defeat.
They even thought Ling Xiao had fallen for Ling Ziran’s provocative tactic.
Ling Ziran never actually intended to use such a tactic; he simply wanted to humiliate Ling Xiao to show his own strength.
But he didn’t expect Ling Xiao to underestimate him this badly.
What’s this, some mere beggar! A Branch Family Member actually dares to look down on me, Ling Ziran!
To look down on the Main Family Members of the Ling Clan!
In fact, many of the Ling Clan Main Family members felt insulted.
"This beggar-born guy is really brazen, daring to disregard us Main Family members!"
"Ziran, cripple him!"
Because they were truly angered.
How could the high and mighty Main Family Members of the Ling Clan tolerate the provocation and insult of an Outer Clan member?