Martial World's
Ch 87 - Sweeping All
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"I wonder how long this Lin Ming can last inside." Outside of the Ten Thousand Killing Array, everyone's focus turned to Lin Ming. Even some of the Heavenly Abode disciples who were in the top 70 rankings who were at the altar with Lin Ming were ignored.
“He will last for at least four sticks of incense, maybe even half a fifth. Zhang Cang was able to survive up to three and a half sticks of incense. Ever since Lin Ming defeated Zhang Cang, his progress to the top 100 rankings was assured. Even the top 90 or 80, it was not impossible! ”
“Forward to the top 100 is not a problem at all, but to reach the top 80 is not easy. It was a rank that approached disciples from the Heavenly Abode, its places were extremely competitive. If you can enter the top 80 then you are qualified to challenge a disciple from the Heavenly Abode, and even have the possibility to enter!”
"If that was true, then someone who could enter the Heavenly Core after being in the Seven Profound Martial House for just a month was inhuman."
“There are people who can enter the top 90 in their ranking wars, but those people are over 20 years old. They had all the reasons why they had not been able to enter the Seven Profound Martial House before. For a 15-year-old to advance to the top 100 in just the second round, as far as I know, that hasn't happened for the last 100 years!”
"Mmm, in these past ten years only Qin Xingxuan has the ability to do this, but she was directly promoted to a core disciple...it has nothing to do with us ..."
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One incense stick was burned, then two, then three…
As the fourth incense stick lit up, Lin Ming's face flushed with blood on the stage of the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
“Mmm, something's wrong, Sister Jingyun. It seemed that Lin Ming might not be able to hold on any longer. The fourth incense stick had just started to light up, if this continued, he could barely advance to the top 100. ” Murong Zi's vision is very good. He managed to see through the translucent light of the array and see Lin Ming's state clearly. Lin Ming's breathing was now experiencing a slight disturbance; it was a manifestation of consuming too much true essence.
Bai Jingyun frowned. They thought Lin Ming might be able to hold on until the fifth incense stick burned, but it didn't seem like it would be the least bit uncertain. Perhaps only the fourth incense stick was the limit.
"Lin Ming was weakened, could he have been too careless in the Ten Thousand Killing Array at the beginning, and he was injured at the beginning?"
If one was injured in the beginning, then each time they fought would consume more strength and energy, and having a bloody wound was extremely fatal. With such a thing happening, then their rankings not only failed to rise, but instead dropped, and caused the amount of resources they received each month to drop. The martial artists who entered the Ten Thousand Killing Array had always noticed this, and were careful to avoid mistakes as much as possible.
"To be able to not get injured as early as possible is also an aspect of strength, Big Brother, I think this Lin Ming is not as strong as you think." Murong Zi pursed her lips and remained unconvinced with Lin Ming. She was always told that she was a magical baby from childhood. Now that he had been shown by someone two years younger than him, he naturally doubted such a young boy.
"Oh? Not so fierce? Good, then, if Lin Ming's strength was really very bad, and he could only insist on four incense sticks of time, then my little sister, how long can you last when you are at the Seven Profound Martial House for a month?"
Murong was at a loss for words. When he had just entered the Seven Profound Martial House, he was unable to pass the top 150 rankings in his first assessment. The second time he had not reached the top 140; his appearance was too far from Lin Ming. He simply turned his chin and looked towards the assessment, pretending not to listen.
The truth was that the moment of the greatest advancement of Martial House disciples in the Ranking Stone was during the end of the school term. During this time, many disciples would pass, and the masters who ruined the scene would leave. The top rank would naturally be empty, and those new disciples would be arranged in their place.
Hence even if the strength of the seven Profound Martial House disciples were to disappoint, their rankings would soar the longer they stayed in the Martial House.
Seeing Murong Zi acting so childishly, Bai Jingyun smiled and did not continue the matter. Even if Lin Ming could only last for four incense sticks of time and reach the top 100, it was still a result to be proud of! In the Seven Profound Martial House, the number of monstrous geniuses who had reached this level could be counted with one hand!
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“Mmm, but even with four incense sticks of time, the result is also astounding.”
“Hehe, but of course. He used a spear, and not only that, but it was a heavy spear. Spears have many uses. This Lin Ming spear probably had an extremely epic and majestic fighting style. In a giant group battle, this method of fighting could be called a fierce way to kill enemies! However, the average person would not dare to use it, as power was consumed too quickly. That was why even an extraordinarily ferocious general found it impossible to slash through tens of thousands of people. In the Ten Thousand Killing Array, even if they used spears, they would not dare to fight constantly and would try to delay time and recover their strength. Enemies will only appear one after another endlessly, and every time they come, they get stronger.” Ta Ku uses a stick. Spears and sticks are different, but have similar methods.
"Let's wait and see how long Lin Ming can last."
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In the Ten Thousand Killing Array, Lin Ming's spear sent the martial artist wielding the sword flying backwards. His face was covered in blood, "Ah, it seems like I'm overkill!"
Lin Ming looked forward at a knight approaching him. The black armored knight grasped a long spear, and rode a fully armored warhorse, his face showing an imposing expression.
The Bone Forging stage martial artist!
Lin Ming wildly swept the purple black spear into the group. Being able to kill one enemy with a single move was already extremely efficient, but Lin Ming was actually capable of killing several!
That was why, the moment the third incense stick was lit, there were already Bone Forging stage martial artists appearing!
They were at a higher cultivation than Lin Ming by two full stages!
Lin Ming fought with the black armored knight just now several times. It was strong, and moved well on its armored horse. As it dashed towards him on top of that rushing giant horse, Lin Ming was unable to find any advantage.
For the talents of the Seven Profound Martial House, generally they were able to fight opponents who were one stage above them. For example, Zhang Cang's Peak Third Stage of Body Transformation was able to fight those at the peak of the Fourth Stage of Body Transformation.
But Lin Ming, even within all the talents in the Seven Profound Martial House, was still able to fight those who were one level above him. He had won against Zhang Cang with just his Third Stage of Body Transformation. This black armored knight was in the early stages of Bone Forging, and Lin Ming could barely draw with him. With so many other enemies around, Lin Ming was unable to take advantage of the fact that the enemy was an illusionary ghost. Their inflexible minds and rigid attack patterns had many weaknesses, but currently, it was surrounded by so many enemies that appeared one after another and attacked relentlessly, he said, Lin Ming was in serious danger!
Bang out!
As soon as Lin Ming and the black armored knight exchanged blows again, even though the dark purple elastic iron spear had strong superior cushioning properties, Lin Ming still felt his hands tingling with numbness.
The black armored knight horse was raised on Lin Ming, but Lin Ming had already bounced backwards, and flipped several times in the air.
"Rubber!" A second level ferocious beast took advantage of this moment when Lin Ming was airborne without balance and rushed towards him. Two sharp, blade-like claws came towards Lin Ming's chest.
Lin Ming only heard a scream in his ear. He gripped the dark purple long spear and used the weight of 820 jin to stop its inertness in the air and balance himself. He took a deep breath, and the air flow from his nose was like a flowing long snake. He looked towards the approaching ferocious beast and threw a loud punch!
“Bone Crushing Body Fist Tear!”
Pohhhh! The body of the ferocious beast exploded from behind with a giant hole. The sticky flesh and blood and internal organs were all thrown out from the back of the hole!
One kill blow!
Lin Ming fell into the group of ferocious beasts. Before he took a breath, all the surrounding ferocious beasts had been killed!