At this mont, almost all the cultivators’ attention was fixed on Ling Chen.
Even the sect leader and the three elders were no exceptions.
Ling Chen was the only cultivator admitted as an exception, Shen Xing didn’t count, as he grew up in the Flower Immortal Sect.
If his performance was unsatisfactory, it would indicate a lapse in their judgnt.
Yun Shang was quite nervous too.
She knew Ling Chen possessed the Green Lotus Bloodline.
Facing an early-stage two-star emperor shouldn’t be a problem.
But Hua Rong was mid-stage two-star!
She just hoped that Ling Chen wouldn’t lose too badly.
Ling Chen’s opponent was personally appointed by the sect leader and was the only one who went against the principle of strength disparities.
The sect leader knew Ling Chen’s strength, it should be comparable to an early-stage two-star emperor.
However, was there any fun in such an opponent!
She hoped to explore Ling Chen’s potential as much as possible.
In her eyes, Hua Rong’s strength was among the top three among new disciples.
The strongest one was late-stage two-star.
Definitely an existence Ling Chen couldn’t defeat.
Thus, Hua Rong was arranged as the opponent.
"Senior Sister, you jest!"
Ling Chen gave a wry smile.
"Little Junior Brother, make your move!"
Hua Rong said.
She stretched out her jade hand, and a silver short sword appeared.
It was actually a lower-grade Emperor Spirit Weapon.
"Senior Sister Hua, be careful!"
Ling Chen nodded, then his expression beca solemn.
He lightly grasped the air with his right hand.
A black longsword flashed into existence.
"Faint yellow and soft, fragrance lingers even when distant!"
Ling Chen softly chanted, as spiritual power surged from within his body, pouring into the lower-grade Emperor Spirit Weapon longsword.
Sword qi shot out from the longsword, filling the space within a hundred-foot radius in front of him like a tidal wave.
"It’s Gui Hua Chant!"
"A lower-grade Emperor Spirit Technique!"
"Little Junior Brother is truly extraordinary; joining the sect for just a year, he’s already mastered the ’Gui Hua Chant’ Emperor Spirit Technique!"
...
All the won exclaid in surprise.
"Not bad!"
The sect leader nodded slightly.
Raising one’s cultivation and learning an Emperor Spirit Technique within a year is indeed impressive.
Amidst everyone’s exclamations, the sword qi quickly compressed, converging into a yellow flower.
As the flower ford, a faint fragrance spread throughout the area.
"Go!"
Ling Chen guided with his longsword, as the flower pressed toward Hua Rong.
The naming of spiritual techniques in the Flower Immortal Sect is quite distinctive.
They are basically nad after flowers.
This technique is called Gui Hua Chant.
"Here it cos!"
Hua Rong was also quite delighted.
She didn’t expect that Little Junior Brother would be so formidable with just one move!
Initially, she thought about intentionally letting him off with a few moves.
Now, it seems, there’s no need.
As the yellow flower pressed down upon her, Hua Rong unleashed her spiritual power, pouring it into the silver short sword in her hand.
Sword qi burst out and quickly lded together, forming a massive sword qi.
"Slash!"
Hua Rong swung her short sword.
The massive sword qi slashed ferociously at the yellow osmanthus flower.
She didn’t use an Emperor Spirit Technique.
Instead, she harnessed twenty percent of the Heaven and Earth Power.
She believed this strike was enough to counter Ling Chen’s Gui Hua Chant.
"Boom!"
The sword qi and the osmanthus collided in mid-air, echoing with a sky-shattering sound.
The terrifying energy surged from the point of collision, spreading across a thousand feet around.
The space shattered completely, revealing a massive black hole.
Only after several breaths did the black hole disappear.
"Little Junior Brother, such an attack won’t reach Senior Sister! Do you have any other tricks?"
Hua Rong said with a smile.
She hadn’t even used an Emperor Spirit Technique to deflect this strike.
As a mid-stage two-star emperor, she naturally also mastered such techniques.
If she were to use them, Ling Chen would almost certainly lose.
"Senior Sister Hua, then watch this!"
Ling Chen smiled faintly.
Upon speaking,
Ling Chen imdiately invoked the Green Lotus Bloodline, as streams of black spiritual power burst forth.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that the spiritual power wasn’t purely black, it was interspersed with a blood-red hue.
"Hmm?"
Just by sensing Ling Chen’s spiritual power, Hua Rong’s expression tensed.
She felt a sudden threat.
"Let’s go again!"
Ling Chen once again used the lower-grade Emperor Spirit Technique ’Gui Hua Chant’, forming a yellow osmanthus flower.
But this ti, the flower wasn’t purely yellow.
The edges of the petals shimred with a faint blood-red light.
"What kind of technique is this?"
"How did the power of this strike increase so much?"
"Little Junior Brother, is he a bloodline holder?"
"Amazing!"
...
All the won exclaid in surprise.
From the technique alone, it was evident that Ling Chen had indeed used his bloodline.
Bloodline holder!
This refers to soone bearing a bloodline!
The Green Lotus Bloodline isn’t the only one in the world.
There are many others.
However, the Green Lotus Bloodline is the most renowned.
Of course, rely judging from the change in technique color, it’s impossible to discern the actual cause of the bloodline.
Usually, it’s through specific spiritual techniques.
Bloodlines typically have matching techniques to be truly effective.
But, when reaching the Emperor Realm, this thod becos sowhat flawed.
Hua Rong also felt the threat.
This ti, she too felt threatened, and promptly invoked the lower-grade Emperor Spirit Technique ’Gui Hua Chant’!
"Boom!"
The two osmanthus flowers clashed fiercely.
The terrifying energy swept around.
Ultimately, both osmanthus flowers dissipated.
"Little Junior Brother’s bloodline is undoubtedly a truly top-tier bloodline!"
Hua Rong was extrely astonished in her heart.
"Indeed, a two-star emperor is extraordinary!"
Ling Chen’s eyes sparkled with excitent.
Although it wasn’t his first battle with a two-star emperor,
last ti, he used a clever trick.
This ti, it was a true frontal battle.
"Little Junior Brother, you’ve truly broadened Senior Sister’s horizons. However, as for the qualification to represent the sect in battle, you needn’t trouble yourself with that."
Hua Rong’s expression turned solemn.
"Senior Sister Hua, that might not be the case!"
Ling Chen smiled faintly.
Seeing Ling Chen’s confident deanor, the won were sowhat incredulous.
Bloodline, Emperor Spirit Technique!
They really couldn’t fathom what other ans Ling Chen had to secure victory.
The sect leader and the three elders also turned their gaze toward Ling Chen.
There was so doubt in their eyes.
Ling Chen’s cultivation level was just at the early stage of one-star.
He was still so distance from mid-stage one-star.
It was simply impossible for him to be a match for Hua Rong.
As the words fell, a flash of light in his hand, and he switched to the Mystic Sword.
This action naturally didn’t escape Hua Rong’s notice.
But even as Hua Rong sensed it, the Mystic Sword was rely a lower-grade Emperor Spirit Weapon.
It was entirely inadequate to secure victory for Ling Chen!
"Is that so? Then, Little Brother, please show Senior Sister once more!"
Hua Rong shouted.
An osmanthus flower took form in the air.
Hua Rong invoked all the Heaven and Earth Power she controlled.
The osmanthus flower pressed down on Ling Chen.
Ling Chen did the sa.
Using the Gui Hua Chant.
But this ti, Ling Chen used fused spiritual power.
And drove it with the Mystic Sword.
"Boom!"
The two osmanthus flowers collided once again in the air.
The fierce battle raged on, the terrifying energy poured out.
However, when the energy dissipated, one osmanthus flower still stood proudly in the air.
The petals of this flower had edges tinged with a subtle blood-red.
"What?!"
Witnessing this scene, all the cultivators widened their eyes in disbelief!
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