Primordial Emperor

Cheng Liang listened to Lin Chen's words and immediately laughed.

It was the first time he had seen someone line up to get beaten up.

Cheng Liang listened to Lin Chen's words and immediately laughed.

It was the first time he had seen someone line up to get beaten up.

"Junior Brother Lin Chen's love for martial arts has reached a level that I admire." Cheng Liang cupped his fists towards Lin Chen and gave a thumbs up.

Hearing this and seeing Cheng Liang's look of success, Lin Chen suddenly felt puzzled. He had a feeling that this Senior Brother Cheng Liang was a little strange, secretly thinking that maybe he was influenced by that silly girl Yang Minghui and had also become a bit neurotic.

As for Yu Weilian, Su Yun, and others around, hearing that Lin Chen was going to spar with Zi Ling, they were all interested and followed to the arena.

When they arrived at the Martial Arts Practice Ground, Zi Ling activated the defensive array of one of the stages and then stepped onto the platform with Cheng Liang.

"Senior Sister, can you go easy on me? After all, I'm the mainstay supporting the economy of our Yellow Hall. If I fall, it would be a great loss for the Yellow Hall." Cheng Liang pleaded with Zi Ling.

"Stop talking nonsense, Senior Sister is just seeing if you've been slacking off in your practice, not taking your life. Here I come." Zi Ling lightly scolded Cheng Liang, her body instantly moved, palm clenched, and she flew towards Cheng Liang at an extremely fast speed. It wasn't until she appeared in front of Cheng Liang that the spectators reacted.

Such speed was practically instant.

Seeing Zi Ling charging at him, although Cheng Liang was scared to death, he still harbored a hint of defeating Zi Ling and made his move.

However, just as Cheng Liang swung a punch, Zi Ling's figure flashed again, disappearing instantly in front of him.

"Not good!" Cheng Liang inwardly exclaimed, and in the next instant, he felt a knock on the back of his head.

"Too slow!" Zi Ling coldly remarked. After swatting Cheng Liang, she leaped into the air, did a 360-degree spin, and kicked Cheng Liang in the stomach.

Aow——

Cheng Liang was sent flying into the air by Zi Ling's kick, and then Zi Ling flashed to the sky, kicked him downwards.

With a set of continuous strikes, Cheng Liang's body was suspended in the air, unable to resist at all, and Zi Ling was having a blast beating him up.

After a while of thrashing Cheng Liang, Zi Ling seemed to find it boring to beat him like that, slammed him onto the ground, appeared before him again, and punched him a few more times.

Only after this round of thrashing did Zi Ling satisfactorily clap her hands and finish.

"Alright, Junior Brother Lin Chen, it's your turn." After beating Cheng Liang, Zi Ling grabbed him like a dead dog and tossed him off the stage, then looked at Lin Chen.

Gulp——

Hearing Zi Ling's words, Lin Chen shivered all over, realizing only then how badly he'd been set up by that guy Cheng Liang.

This wasn't just sparring; it was plainly a beatdown.

"Senior Sister Zi Ling, I suddenly remembered there's an important matter I haven't attended to, let's postpone this sparring for now." Lin Chen said fearfully, looking at Zi Ling.

Now he finally understood why others called Zi Ling a berserker.

As seen from the fight just now, Zi Ling wasn't an ordinary half-step to Creation Realm expert, her strength could even rival a Creation Realm Second Level expert.

Even though Lin Chen noticed Cheng Liang's strength was not as good as his own, he wasn't much stronger than Cheng Liang either.

He was afraid that if he went up, he'd end up like Cheng Liang, getting beaten up by Zi Ling.

"Stop talking nonsense. You said you wanted to spar, and now you regret it? What do you mean? Looking down on Senior Sister?" Zi Ling looked coldly at Lin Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Chen dared not argue with Zi Ling, immediately leaped onto the platform.

He wouldn't dare argue with Zi Ling; if he upset her, there'd be trouble.

"Senior Sister Zi Ling, my skills are weak. Please go easy on me." Lin Chen said with a smile, looking at Zi Ling.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Lin Chen's skills, Senior Sister knows all about it."

"Be careful." Zi Ling said, her body turning into a bolt of lightning, dashing towards Lin Chen.

Seeing Zi Ling disappear from where she stood, Lin Chen dared not be careless, he concentrated his Divine Soul, locking onto Zi Ling's figure and aura.

Zi Ling's speed was extremely fast, something Lin Chen had rarely seen.

Even now, Lin Chen found it hard to match this speed.

But even so, Lin Chen didn't want to be beaten up by Zi Ling like Cheng Liang.

With a thought, Lin Chen mobilized the Spiritual Power within him, pushing the Purple Thunder Shield Technique and Wind Intent to their limits, his body seemingly merging with the world's breeze.

Whoosh——

Lin Chen's figure didn't move, but the cultivation techniques he used made him seem to vanish before everyone's eyes.

If it were another ordinary half-step to Creation Realm martial artist, they might panic, not knowing how to find Lin Chen.

But Zi Ling was not an ordinary half-step to Creation Realm expert.

Seeing Lin Chen disappear, Zi Ling smirked wickedly.

Then her figure flashed, appearing in front of Lin Chen, reaching for his collar.

"Not good, this trick can't deceive Senior Sister Zi Ling's eyes." Lin Chen said, and the next moment, he felt a strong arm grabbing at his chest collar, instantly swirling him around, and throwing him hard onto the ground like a chick.

Crash——

After that throw, Lin Chen, with his robust physique, felt like all his bones and muscles were breaking apart.

Aow——

Lin Chen felt a sharp pain all over, especially in his chest.

Since breaking through with the Ancient Divine Body, no one had been able to attack Lin Chen to this extent.

One had to admit, Zi Ling's reputation as a berserker wasn't for nothing.

"Are you okay?" After beating Lin Chen, Zi Ling remembered that Lin Chen wasn't a Creation Realm expert, just a Nirvana Realm Sixth Level martial artist.

She couldn't help but worry, wondering if Lin Chen's body could handle the thrashing just now.