Cultivation System: Stronger with Age

At this moment, Lin Xuankong, who felt his steps growing slightly heavy, took out the Kui Ox Drum and gave it a gentle tap. Instantly, his steps became several times lighter and more nimble. The previously burdensome weight of his equipment felt light as a feather again!

Without hesitation, he also activated the Blood Burning Technique. In an instant, his body became scalding hot, and his movements, when he stepped, became incredibly agile.

At this moment, the dense fog ahead of him suddenly cleared, revealing the platform in the clouds. This platform was one hundred zhang in length and width, meticulously leveled and spotlessly clean. Standing still in the center of the platform was the White-clothed Female Cultivator. Not far away, Ding Rui, a disciple of the Profound Phoenix Celestial Sect, frowned as she looked over, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

It was no wonder Ding Rui was surprised; Lin Xuankong looked extraordinarily 'strange' at this moment! Over a zhang tall, and with layers upon layers of Battle Armor, he had practically transformed into a Battle Armor giant—tall, sturdy, and exuding a daunting aura!

Wearing more than one set of Battle Armor, and also heaps of Exorcism Equipment?

Even the Celestial Sect Saintess, Xiaoo Ying'Er, usually calm and composed, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly at the sight of such a bizarre figure before her.

Lin Xuankong paid her no mind and flexed his arms and legs, producing a series of CLANG! CLANG! sounds from the friction of his Battle Armor.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xiaoo Ying'Er also didn't say much more. She activated her Qi Blood, her entire body shimmering with a faint, brilliant red glow.

Ding Rui, however, frowned deeply. That was the Saintess asking a question!

"The Saintess is asking you a question! Why aren't you responding?"

Lin Xuankong glanced at Ding Rui, his voice calm as he asked, "Is it not allowed to wear multiple sets of Battle Armor in this tournament?"

Ding Rui's expression stiffened. This was the first time she had encountered a Martial Cultivator who remained so composed in front of Profound Phoenix Celestial Sect disciples. Others wouldn't dare speak directly; they would all bow respectfully first.

She frowned and snorted coldly, "Of course, you're allowed to wear Battle Armor. But do you really think wearing more armor is beneficial? Battle Armor is incredibly heavy. Wearing just one set significantly reduces a Martial Cultivator's speed. With all that Exorcism Equipment hanging on you, you'll probably struggle just to move! Hmph, a Martial Dao competition isn't won purely by defense!"

Lin Xuankong had already activated the Shadow Concealment Primordial Technique, ready to launch an attack at any moment. "The Celestial Sect disciple's kind reminder is appreciated. However, before we clash, I have a question to ask."

Ding Rui immediately responded, "Ask!"

Lin Xuankong looked at the Mysterious Female Cultivator standing in the center of the platform. "The tournament rules stated that if one withstands three breaths, they earn ten thousand pounds of flesh. Withstanding ten breaths earns one hundred thousand pounds. Furthermore, if one can injure her, they can choose between the Marsh Python Demon Pearl and the Evil Sheep Demon Pearl. Is this true?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Rui couldn't help but laugh. "What? Chu Qing and Liy Changming were both defeated in an instant. What gives you the confidence to win? That Exorcism Equipment you're wearing?"

In front of the Saintess, she didn't dare to be too brazen, so her words were still somewhat polite. Inwardly, however, she had already started to sneer.

This fellow, decked out in Exorcism Equipment, looks like a foolish Profound Iron Scale Lump! With that kind of weight, his defense might be strong, but his movement speed... The Saintess will probably drain his Qi Blood with a single strike, and his own Battle Armor will crush his bones! Especially since this unknown nobody aspires to injure the Saintess? Even Prefect Liy of Great Marsh Prefecture couldn't do it! Not even Black Dragon Elder of the Black Dragon Branch could do it! Nor could Elder Hua of Profound Phoenix Celestial Sect! And this Profound Iron Scale Lump hopes to achieve it? Pure wishful thinking!

Xiaoo Ying'Er, hearing Ding Rui's words, frowned slightly. She calmly said, "My greatest wish is for someone to injure me in this tournament, for someone to make me feel pressure! You are number eighty-two, called Old Lin, right? Rest assured, my words, no matter when or where, under any circumstances, will always hold true!"

"Then let's begin!" Lin Xuankong declared, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes as his Qi Blood began to circulate wildly within him.

A vast amount of lightning erupted from his body, covering the surface of his Battle Armor. The Twenty-four Divine Thunder Roots split into thousands, even tens of thousands, of lightning bolts, making this Profound Iron Scale Lump incredibly radiant, like a Profound Iron·Forehead Scale·Thunderous Frenzy Dragon!

The Mysterious Female Martial Cultivator before him possessed abilities like Sixfold Burst, Absorption of Qi Blood, and Super Demon Pearls. Moreover, she could command heroes and order Ding Rui around; her background was undoubtedly extraordinary. He was absolutely certain she had more than one Treasure on her and definitely more than a single type of skill! To injure her, the most crucial thing was this first strike!

In the next moment, Lin Xuankong, having activated the Blood-Burning Secret Technique, Fierce Tiger Roar Bone Technique, Kui Ox Drum, Golden Body Treasure Elixir, and Shadow Concealment Primordial Technique, stomped a foot on the ground, and the entire mountaintop platform shook violently for an instant.

Simultaneously, the incredibly imposing Lin Xuankong had already transformed into a phantom, rushing before Xiaoo Ying'Er in one-hundredth of a breath.

His massive Profound Iron Scale fist, creating countless ripples in the air and carrying innumerable bolts of lightning along with a truly unmatchable, terrifying weight, smashed towards her!