Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

The sky was filled with icy rain, carrying a chilling cold as it rushed towards Lin Chen.

"Fire Shield!" Lin Chen's mind moved, and a fire shield appeared in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The ice rain pounded heavily on the fire shield, causing Lin Chen to feel his blood surging.

Thump thump thump!

Under the intense impact, Lin Chen's body was pushed back seven or eight meters, almost falling off the stage.

According to the rules, if he fell off the stage, Lin Chen would lose the match.

But just as Lin Chen was about to fall, he suddenly disappeared in a flash of light.

Such speed!

Xing Lin's eyes narrowed as he saw Lin Chen reappear in the center of the stage, eyes narrowed.

It turned out Lin Chen had not only reserved some of his strength but had also not fully demonstrated his speed.

In comparison to Lin Chen, although his own attacks were stronger, his movement technique was far inferior.

Lin Chen's figure left afterimages across the stage, and although Xing Lin's attacks were relentless, they all hit nothing but shadows.

"Damn it!" Xing Lin finally realized Lin Chen's goal was to exhaust his strength.

After continuous attacks, Xing Lin felt sweat trickling down his forehead, while Lin Chen remained at ease.

"Hmph, do you think you can wear me out? Let's see who outlasts whom!"

Upon realizing Lin Chen's strategy, Xing Lin stopped attacking proactively, focusing on defense instead.

Seeing Xing Lin change his strategy, Lin Chen's eyes narrowed, "Since you've chosen defense, then I'll attack."

Lin Chen had chosen to avoid confrontation, to begin with, intending to counter with stillness, observing the opponent's moves to wear down their momentum before launching a decisive attack.

Though Xing Lin realized Lin Chen's intention, after dozens of moves, he had begun to understand Xing Lin's techniques.

Tian Yuan Fist Technique!

Lin Chen let out a cold snort, his moves transforming.

The Tian Yuan Fist Technique, taught by Li Haotian in the ancient tomb, includes the four forms: Breaking Wind, Overturning Sea, Sky Blast, and Earth Shatter.

Breaking Wind Fist!

Suddenly, blasts of force converged into fist shadows, roaring out, tearing through the space, directly attacking Xing Lin.

Bam bam bam...

Dozens of palm imprints struck heavily in front of Xing Fei, but they were all blocked by an ice mirror that appeared out of nowhere.

"Such strong defense!"

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed; this attack was enough to shatter rocks, yet it couldn't even break Xing Lin's defense.

"Kid, is this your attack? Are you trying to tickle me?"

Xuanbing Palm!

Xing Lin shouted, the wind from his palm roaring; a palm formed of cold energy locked onto Lin Chen, blasting out heavily.

Lin Chen felt the surrounding air almost tearing apart in an instant, an icy, bone-chilling cold enveloped him.

Second form, Overturning Sea!

Lin Chen channeled his inner energy to the limit; his force surged out like raging waves.

Boom...

Fist and palm collided, the energy exploded in the air.

The air waves rolled, a cold surge set off!

Thump thump thump!

Xing Lin retreated four or five steps under the impact of the airwaves, his face showing uncontrollable shock.

The two had already fought over fifty rounds, yet Lin Chen seemed to grow stronger with each battle, continually shocking Xing Lin's senses, giving him an unfathomable feeling.

Especially Lin Chen's cultivation technique, like a phantom, had almost put him in an unbeatable position.

Damn, could it be that I can only fight him to a draw?

Xing Lin felt a bit unwilling, yet he didn't realize that Lin Chen was aiming for more than just a draw.

On the arena, their figures alternated and transformed, one with aggressive attacks, the other with tight defense.

Now, Xing Lin had abandoned the idea of defeating Lin Chen, only aiming for a draw, hence staying in defense.

The audience was in an uproar.

No one had expected that Lin Chen could drive Xing Lin into such a dire situation.

Now Xing Lin could almost only defend, while Lin Chen was engaging in an overwhelming aggressive stance.

Though Xing Lin's defense seemed as steady as Mount Tai, signs of fatigue had already shown.

After all, he had been relentlessly attacking earlier, and now was confused by Lin Chen's ceaseless assault. Lin Chen had the Five Element Disk to continuously provide spiritual energy, but Xing Lin didn't possess such abilities.

In a blink, the two had already fought to a hundred rounds.

Third form, Sky Blast.

Lin Chen's fist technique suddenly changed; light shadows appeared in his palm, converging into a mass of energy glowing with azure light.

That is!

Upon seeing the energy mass, Xing Lin's pupils contracted sharply.

The entire arena was in an uproar; this mass contained a powerful metallic element.

"Go!"

Crack!

With a sound of thunder and lightning, the energy mass shot out from Lin Chen's palm violently.

Wherever the mass passed, lightning flickered, scorching the ground black.

Everyone witnessing the terrifying scene felt their hearts race, holding their breath as they stared at the arena.

Lin Chen's move was simply too formidable; many strong individuals were intimidated by the terrible energy contained in the mass.

"Ice Seal for Thousands of Miles!"

Xing Lin's eyes narrowed; the cold energy within him erupted without reservation, enveloping him in a massive ice shield.

This was Xing Lin's strongest defensive move, even considered his last resort for staying alive.

Before Lin Chen's mighty attack, he had no choice but to use it.

"Rumble!"

The energy mass pounded on the ice shield, emitting an ear-piercing roar.

"Creak, creak!"

The Xuanbing light shield lasted only a few seconds before cracks appeared, spreading like a net of cracks.

Boom!

Finally, the shield shattered, and the energy mass whirled violently, crashing heavily onto Xing Lin.

Xing Lin's body blasted away, crashing into a column in the spectator stands like a cannonball, stopping only after smashing into the ground heavily.

At this moment, Xing Lin was covered in blood, already unconscious.

However, astute observers could see that Lin Chen had held back in the final moment; otherwise, Xing Lin would undoubtedly have died from that hit.

The spectator stand was silent; everyone was dumbstruck, staring at the stage's young man.

Initially, he claimed he would take on an entire hall alone, and everyone thought he was either crazy or foolish.

Many even thought Lin Chen was courting death.

Yet today, the four great experts of the Tian Temple had all been defeated, and their loss was incredibly disastrous.

At this moment, everyone's expressions were extraordinary; they looked at the now chaotic stage, their hearts filled with immense shock.

The disciples of Tian Temple had faces turning ashen, initially full of mockery, expecting Lin Chen to make a fool of himself, but now they had been thoroughly humiliated by Lin Chen.

Suddenly, thunderous applause erupted from the previously quiet spectator stand.

The disciples looked at Lin Chen no longer with disdain, but with a reverent respect for the strong.

For years, Tian Temple had always been at the forefront, but today Lin Chen with power trampled them underfoot.

"Hmph, this kid does have some abilities," Tian Shishi snorted coldly, but her eyes couldn't hide the shock in her heart.

Lin Chen stood in the devastated arena, showing no emotional fluctuation from his victory; he merely glanced at the fallen Xing Lin on the ground, then turned his gaze to the haughty figure on the VIP stand.

"I've dealt with your little minions; now it's your turn to step down!"

An arrogant voice echoed in the air, causing those present to feel their breath quicken slightly.