He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

As the smoke and dust cleared, Jia Zhengliang, covered in soot, pulled his head out of the pit at the edge of the ring.

Lu Lin's palm strike just now seemed ordinary, but in fact, the force was precisely controlled to the millimeter.

Although he was sent flying and slammed into the loose soil beside the ring, burying his entire head in it.

Aside from being a bit disheveled and learning a lesson, he wasn't seriously injured.

in short……

It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

However, Jia Zhengliang didn't hold a grudge too much, after all, if Lu Lin hadn't shown mercy.

That single palm strike could have shattered his heart meridian; there was no way he could get up and fight again.

Jia Zhengliang wiped the dirt off his face, and when he looked at Lu Lin, dressed in white, in the center of the arena again, the last trace of contempt and carelessness in his heart vanished instantly.

He pinched his nose and blew hard.

He blew all the mud mixed with blood out of his nose, wiped it on his clothes, and his expression became completely serious.

I underestimated you!

Jia Zhengliang spoke in a deep voice, his tone no longer carrying any hint of mockery.

"From now on, I won't hold back anymore!"

"I couldn't ask for more!"

As soon as he finished speaking, under the control of the Object Manipulation Technique, twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives soared into the air simultaneously!

This time, Jia Zhengliang stopped testing the waters and pushed his manipulation technique to its limit.

Two throwing knives landed at his feet, their blades lying horizontally, lifting his feet slowly off the ground, and he floated in mid-air.

Three throwing knives hovered in front of him, their cold light flashing, forming a tight defensive barrier to prevent Lu Lin from launching a surprise attack.

As for the last seven throwing knives, they sped through the air, weaving together into an impenetrable silver net that enveloped Lu Lin!

The blade net is so finely woven that each throwing knife vibrates and cuts at an extremely high frequency.

If you were caught in this net, you'd probably be chopped into minced meat.

Upon seeing this, the audience gasped.

"This is Jia Zhengliang's true skill!"

"The twelve throwing knives each have their own function, combining offense and defense—it's amazing!"

"The Lu family kid's in trouble now. They're flying in the sky, and he can't reach them!"

A net of seven throwing knives crashed down, slicing back and forth across Lu Lin's body.

hiss hiss hiss—

The blade sliced ​​through the white robe, instantly cutting through the fabric. But the moment the blade touched Lu Lin's skin, Jia Zhengliang's brows furrowed sharply.

Something is wrong!

Something's definitely not right!

Lu Lin, having entered the triple state of reversal, possessed a body that was harder than anyone could have imagined.

Although the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife could cut through iron like mud, when it struck his skin, it only left shallow white marks without even breaking the skin!

"Is this body... made of iron?" Jia Zhengliang was horrified.

In combat, even if he couldn't cut through flesh, Jia Zhengliang would target the enemy's clothes, cutting them to shreds to inflict immense psychological humiliation and pressure.

But this is, after all, a competition and sparring session at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. He can't just keep cutting at Lu Lin's clothes and strip her naked. What would that look like?

Besides, Lu Lin had just been polite to him. As a man from Northwest China, Jia Zhengliang would never do such a thing!

"Since I can't cut it open, then I'll wear you down!"

Jia Zhengliang had a very clear plan in mind.

With the support of the two throwing knives beneath his feet, he could fly through the air, looking down from a high vantage point, thus gaining an invincible advantage.

Lu Lin could only passively take the beating on the ground.

The Art of Manipulating Objects consumes very little of his innate Qi, allowing him to wage a protracted war.

In contrast, Lu Lin's pale jade-colored aura looked like it was being consumed at great expense. It seemed that maintaining the Reverse Life Triple Realm was extremely costly, and over time, it would inevitably become unsustainable.

I can outlast you!

Jia Zhengliang made up his mind to control the seven throwing knives to slash and harass Lu Lin, while he himself hovered in mid-air, maintaining his offensive at a leisurely pace, determined to wage a war of attrition.

However—Jia Zhengliang suffered because of his young age.

Otherwise, anyone who knows the methods of the Three Ones Sect would not think of fighting a war of attrition against the Reverse Life Triple!

After all, although your energy consumption is low, is it possible that, apart from consuming some energy, the Reverse Rebirth Triple Level could even reverse the flow of energy in terms of innate Qi?

An incense stick has burned out.

Two incense sticks have burned.

As time went on, Jia Zhengliang could feel his innate Qi rapidly draining away at an alarming rate, and cold sweat gradually seeped from his forehead.

Looking at Lu Lin on the arena, the pale jade-colored light around her remained as stable as ever, she stood motionless, her breathing steady, showing no signs of fatigue.

It was as if the Triple Rebirth technique hadn't consumed any energy at all!

Upon seeing this, Jia Zhengliang's face turned green!

We can't afford to wait! We simply can't afford to wait!

If this drags on any longer, not to mention what will happen to Lu Lin, his own Qi will run out first!

Jia Zhengliang gritted his teeth, controlled the throwing knife to land slowly, and placed his feet back on the bluestone arena.

Twelve throwing knives hovered around him, emitting a buzzing vibration.

"My current Qi is only enough to unleash one last attack," Jia Zhengliang said solemnly.

"Just so you know, I only recently mastered this move and I'm still a bit out of control. Don't blame me if I hurt you."

Don't worry, I'll try my best to avoid your vital areas.

Lu Lin nodded slightly, her tone calm, just as before.

"Just go for it!"

Jia Zhengliang nodded, took a deep breath, gave up controlling the other eleven flying knives, and poured all his mind and all his innate Qi into one of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives!

The pure innate Qi, like a viscous liquid, tightly enveloped the throwing knife.

Then, by continuously compressing and condensing, the air resistance during the flight of the throwing knife is reduced to the maximum extent, while the speed and attack power are pushed to the extreme!

The throwing knife hovered in front of him, its light growing brighter and brighter.

In the end, it had already transformed into a blinding white streak of light!

"go!"

Jia Zhengliang suddenly pointed his finger!

A streak of light pierced the sky!

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to catch it. With a sharp whistling sound, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife had already turned into a white line and shot straight towards Lu Lin at a terrifying speed!

Pfft—!

Unlike the previous tickling effect of the blade net, this attack, which condensed all of Jia Zhengliang's cultivation, truly pierced through Lu Lin's body!

The blade pierced through from below the left shoulder and out through the back, kicking up a cloud of blood mist. Its momentum continued unabated as it flew straight toward the audience!

"careful!"

The audience gasped in surprise, and the referee's face changed drastically. He tried to stop them, but it was too late.

Just as the throwing knife was about to plunge into the crowd—

On the viewing platform, Qin Yun pointed his fingers like a sword and quietly activated the "Tomb Raider Finger" technique!

Ding!

The flying dagger that had been hurtling like lightning was firmly held between Qin Yun's two fingers. The blade trembled violently between his fingers, emitting a mournful buzzing sound, but it could no longer advance even an inch.

The entire room fell silent.

All eyes were on Qin Yun, then turned back to the arena.

On the arena, Lu Lin, whose body had been pierced by a flying knife, seemed completely unharmed.

In the brief span of a few breaths between the three cycles of reverse life, Lu Lin's penetrating wounds were completely healed, leaving not even a scar.