?77: Chapter 76: Taking the Field Personally 77: Chapter 76: Taking the Field Personally Lin Xuan’s decision puzzled everyone; they had no clue about the situation with the newcomer, but they were very clear about Qi Jue’s circumstances.

    That was a presence with ten consecutive wins, definitely a symbol of formidable strength.

    Everyone knew that achieving consecutive victories was not an easy feat, especially in such a virtual space.

    Since combatants were always at equal realms for each fight, obtaining ten consecutive wins in such battles was unimaginably difficult.

    “Alas, too young and naive, not realizing there’s always someone better out there!” Many martial artists shook their heads and sighed, thinking Lin Xuan’s decision was too impulsive.

    Ling Ze was also momentarily stunned.

    He had been looking for an opportunity to attack Lin Xuan and hadn’t expected his rival to come to him voluntarily.

    Ling Ze, with a beautiful girl in his arms, half-lying on a wicker chair, laughed arrogantly, “I bet on Qi Jue, ten thousand Spirit Stones!”

    “Ten thousand Spirit Stones!” Many martial artists gasped at the sum.

    Ten thousand Spirit Stones was no small amount; in the Xuantian Sect, it was enough to enter the Cultivation Tower for ten hours.

    “True to form for the young master of the Ling Family, indeed wealthy.” Lin Xuan said with a smile.

    “Kid, trying to flatter me now is a bit too late!” Ling Ze replied with a smirk.

    Lin Xuan scoffed disdainfully, “What I meant was, for a rich man like Mr.

    Ling, losing ten thousand Spirit Stones wouldn’t really hurt, right?”

    Ling Ze’s face immediately darkened, “Are you saying I’m going to lose?

    Boy, do you understand what ten consecutive wins mean?

    Kneel and apologize to me now, and I might just spare you!”

    “No need for that, I will gladly take your ten thousand Spirit Stones,” Lin Xuan said with domineering confidence as he turned and walked away, “because I am the one who will be competing!”

    “Brother Lin is going to compete?” Ye Qing looked surprised.

    Hearing this news actually relieved the others.

    They had seen how confident Lin Xuan was and had thought some exceptional genius from a sect was going to fight.

    Now, seeing that Lin Xuan was going to take the stage himself, the crowd relaxed.

    They didn’t know Lin Xuan’s strength, but seeing that he was only at the Sixth-tier of Muculation, they figured he couldn’t be that outstanding.

    “Damn, you scared me to death!” Ling Ze sneered coldly, “Let me enjoy seeing how you get thrashed!”

    …

    Lin Xuan left the first layer of the underground hall and followed Luo Qingshan down to the second layer.

    The staircase spiraled downward with walls lined with Luminous Pearls, illuminating the path ahead.

    “Brother Lin, are you really confident?” Luo Qingshan asked worriedly.

    The Spirit Space here was somewhat different from that within the sect.

    The power levels for the competitors would be based on the higher cultivation between the two.

    Seeing Lin Xuan’s confusion, Luo Qingshan continued, “For example, if you fight someone at the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation, your cultivation would also become Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation inside.”

    “So that’s how it is,” Lin Xuan felt intrigued, seeing the opportunity to experience a higher realm in advance. Sёarch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    However, this posed a disadvantage for martial artists with lower cultivation levels; they wouldn’t adapt well to a higher realm, which would prevent them from unleashing their full potential.

    Lin Xuan agreed this was a valid concern.

    It was only natural for a martial artist at the Sixth-tier of Muculation to struggle with adapting to the body of someone at the Seventh Level, but he believed in his ability to quickly adjust.

    In the midst of their conversation, the two had reached the second layer.

    This layer consisted of separate rooms, quite like individual martial arts training rooms, completely sealed off.

    Lin Xuan walked alone into a prepared room and discovered that the setup was quite similar to the Cultivation Tower, also featuring a special array.

    Without hesitation, he stepped onto the array and sat down in the lotus position.

    The next moment, his soul seemed to leave his body, entering a peculiar space.

    Blue skies and white clouds, green mountains and clear waters, it appeared to be a paradise.

    Ahead, there were a few pavilions where numerous martial artists sat leisurely.

    Lin Xuan’s appearance caused the martial artists to turn their heads to look at him, but when they saw his cultivation level, they immediately lost interest.

    “A Sixth-tier of Muculation martial artist, why so weak?” someone asked with a frown.

    “Who knows, probably a newcomer?”

    “Hey, kid, what’s your number?” someone asked.

    Lin Xuan leaped forward, stepping on the stones in the water, and jumped into the pavilion, saying in a deep voice, “Number nine.”

    “Number nine?

    It is you who’s competing against Qi Jue!” the young martial artists in the pavilion curiously sized him up.

    “Don’t worry, brother, take it as gaining experience for your first time,” someone offered reassuringly.

    Someone else pulled Lin Xuan aside and said, “Look, that guy in the purple clothes over there is Qi Jue; he’s at the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation at the peak.

    What he’s best at is the Absolute Saber Eight Forms.”

    Lin Xuan thanked the young men and then looked towards Qi Jue, who also turned to look back; their gazes met in mid-air.

    “Hmph!” Qi Jue’s expression was full of disdain, and he stood up proudly, hands behind his back, and said, “Newcomer, you choose the location.”

    “Location?” Lin Xuan was startled, then quickly understood after the martial artists nearby explained.

    The token in his hand represented not only his identity but also allowed him to choose the battle location.

    Lin Xuan scanned the options, noting places like forests, valleys, arenas, and mountain villas.

    “Let’s go with the mountain villa,” Lin Xuan said, unconcerned.

    “What a fool!” Qi Jue sneered.

    The nearby martial artists whispered a reminder, “Brother, there’s a gap between your cultivation levels, and in the competition, you will be elevated to the Seventh-tier.

    Usually, new people choose places like forests with many obstacles to have time to adapt to their bodies.”

    “A place like a mountain villa, where Qi Jue can easily find you, and you won’t have enough time to adapt!”

    “I see,” Lin Xuan realized, “then next time I’ll choose the forest.”

    Seeing Lin Xuan’s casual demeanor, the other martial artists shook their heads slightly.

    Ten breaths later, both men flashed and entered the inside of the mountain villa.

    Once Lin Xuan stabilized himself, he cautiously looked around, finding that he was in a square martial arts arena with weapons of various kinds placed on both sides.

    Lin Xuan didn’t immediately choose a weapon; instead, he carefully felt his body and discovered that indeed seven Spirit Veins had been opened in this virtual body.

    The seven Spirit Veins formed seven loops within the body, and Lin Xuan could definitely feel the strength and speed of his body had noticeably increased.

    He tried to throw a punch, and the Spiritual Power from the seven Spirit Veins vibrated together, delivering powerful strength.

    “Strength has increased by seventy percent,” Lin Xuan estimated in his mind.

    He then started to practice the Step Technique, moving rapidly in the surroundings.

    “Speed has increased by fifty percent.”

    “Hmph!

    Kid, you didn’t even run away.

    I don’t know whether you’re confident or just an idiot!” Just as Lin Xuan was testing his body, Qi Jue, who had been teleported elsewhere, had already appeared.

    “In such an open space, you’re just waiting to die!” Qi Jue walked over to the weapon rack and picked up a bright and shiny Long Sword.

    Lin Xuan also picked a slightly wider Longsword and then posed in the starting stance of the Thunder Move Sword Technique, his eyes brimming with War Intent.

    At the same time, in the hall below the ground, the silhouettes of the two men appeared on the wall’s screen, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became tense.