Blustering Immortalization Spell

Pan Xing, who had just regained his senses, could only lift the black blade of the artifact and put it in front of Ling Yan's body to protect himself from Ling Yan's sudden, strange speed.

"Bam!"

Ling Yan's golden palm seemed to have lightly touched Pan Xing's blade, but the effect it produced was shocking. Pan Xing was immediately sent flying as if he had been struck by a colossal creature!

How abnormal, is this the power of a human!?

Shocked, Pan Xing felt the web between his thumb and index finger go numb. His right arm felt sore, and he almost lost his grip on the blade. He used Phantom Steps to adjust his body in midair and was about to counterattack.

Suddenly, Pan Xing felt his vision darken as a figure soundlessly appeared in front of him. Pan Xing was utterly shocked. What!?

"Pah!"

A muffled groan escaped Pan Xing's mouth as a crimson handprint appeared on the right side of his face. Blood spurted from the corner of his mouth and dripped to the ground. His body plummeted like a rocket.

Ling Yan, who was in mid-air, had an ice-cold look in his eyes. His body moved like a bolt of lightning!

Ling Yan arrived at Pan Xing's landing spot in an instant. He lifted his foot, and with an imposing aura, kicked Pan Xing's lower abdomen.

"Ah!" Pan Xing spat out a mouthful of blood and acid from his mouth. He let out a shrill cry as his body once again flew up into the air!

Pan Xing wanted to circulate his true essence in pain and use Phantom Steps to dodge Ling Yan's attack, but what shocked him was that Ling Yan's current speed was too terrifying. He clearly did not have a movement technique, but he was still able to catch up to him by relying on the strength of his body!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After a series of crisp blows, Ling Yan's entire body was enveloped in golden light. He was just like a god, and his powerful aura caused others to tremble.

Pan Xing was beaten to a state where he couldn't even retaliate. His body flew through the air like a figurine being kicked down by Ling Yan. He didn't even land on the ground for a moment!

"AHH ~"

Pan Xing continued to scream miserably. His face had already swollen from being hit by Ling Yan, and his body was now bloated in a different way. He was riddled with wounds, crying out in pain.

Pan Xing was scared out of his wits. He wanted to admit defeat, but he realized that Ling Yan's attacks were too fast, and he didn't even have a chance to open his mouth.

The dazzling golden light shone into Pan Xing's eyes, as if he were in the deepest depths of hell. At this moment, Pan Xing couldn't help but hope that the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's examiner would act and rescue him.

Furthermore, if Pan Xing could curse right now, he would definitely curse Ling Yan to the point that his head would be drenched in dog blood.

F * ck, you think I never went to school?

"Bam!"

With a heavy kick, Pan Xing was kicked into the air like a broken doll.

BOOM!

With a long howl, Ling Yan, who was wrapped in golden light, suddenly stepped onto the ground. With a loud bang, his body suddenly rose into the air and flew at an extremely fast speed, vaguely producing a sonic boom.

Ling Yan's eyes were ice-cold and merciless. His incomparably violent aura spread out in all directions, causing him to look just like a wild beast. Suddenly, the corners of Ling Yan's mouth twitched, revealing a pair of snow-white teeth that brought a trace of chilliness.

"Bam!"

A figure rapidly descended from the sky. This time, Ling Yan didn't chase after him. Unprepared, Pan Xing made an intimate contact with the ground.

BOOM!

The fourth ring suddenly released a thunderous sound that shook the soul. A huge crater was directly created on the stage, and countless stones were thrown into the air. Pan Xing glared at the ring, and a mouthful of blood shot out from his mouth.

"Bada ~"

Ling Yan gently descended. 10 seconds had passed and his battle spirit possession had come to an end. The golden light that covered his body instantly vanished into Ling Yan's body.

His face was somewhat pale, and his body involuntarily trembled, as if he had collapsed. However, his eyes were firm and unyielding, as if they carried a firm and unyielding character.

In the next second, Ling Yan took a deep breath and straightened his back in an instant. Like a sharp javelin, he pierced through the world!

He won, Ling Yan won.

The surroundings were completely silent. The sound of a pin dropping could be heard.