C39 (1/2)

Was he going to be serious?

Yang Linglong held her breath, looking forward to Ling Hao creating a miracle.

Everyone stared fixedly at the white-clothed youth.

The atmosphere gradually turned cold.

”Scorching Sun Saber!” A huge golden blade stood horizontally in the sky. Behind Ling Hao, a rising sun slowly rose. It was a golden sun.

”The golden sun.” The Prefecture Lord was overjoyed. No one in the academy had such potential.

”I say you are so confident.” A glint flashed across the Vermillion Bird Hall Master's eyes.

The true disciples of the four halls looked at each other. The future cultivation of the Golden Sun would never stop at the True Sun realm.

The golden light attracted everyone's attention as it rushed towards Chen Zongyang who had a surprised look on his face.

His hair was disheveled from the incoming true energy, and his gaze was cold as he said, ”You are courting death.”

”Cold Yin Palm.”

Chen Zongyang had never used his trump card before, and the icy aura coming from his giant palm was getting stronger and stronger.

The golden blade shattered his palm like it was rotten wood. A golden blade was stabbed into the ground for a radius of 100 feet. After a while, it disappeared into thin air.

This was not an entity in the first place.

Chen Zongyang clutched his chest, bleeding profusely.

He lost?

Losing to a cultivator of the first heaven?

He refused to accept this outcome.

Ignoring the clamor of the people around them.

He forced himself up.

Afterwards, he soared into the sky, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth. He laughed miserably, ”Ling Hao, do you think this is the end?”

He placed both his hands on top of his head, and a red light flashed. In an instant, eight more arms appeared around his body.

”Eight Armed Desolate Land!” Eight arms that could not be seen with the naked eye continuously struck out. Ling Hao coldly laughed: ”Exhausting the power of one's True Yang, using the supernatural power is laughable.”

Ling Hao raised his sword and stabbed forward, piercing through a few of the arms. In an instant, all of the arms were cut off!

”Impossible, ah ah ah ah!” Chen Zongyang spat out a mouthful of blood in shock, his face turning pale.

The White Tiger Division's leader revealed an expression of disbelief. His normally highly regarded disciple had actually lost.