The Martial World
E-42 Killing Is The Truth

"simple. I want to fight Lin Ming. If I lose, I will completely admit defeat. But if I win, then I want the first candidate spot handed to me! " Wang Yanfeng suddenly turned to Lin Ming and with provocation in his voice said, "Lin Ming, do you dare!?"

Before Lin Ming could reply, Elder Xu got back up and said with a smile, “This idea is good. The truth was that the trials of the Martial House examination varied, but it ultimately sought the same attributes. The first is combat skills, the second is talent. Wang Yanfeng obviously won in terms of talent, but if the actual combat skills were also won by him, then the situation in principle should be his, and the first place candidate should belong to Wang Yanfeng.

The few words Elder Xu had said had blocked Lin Ming's exit and left him with nowhere to retreat. Yet Elder Xu felt this was not enough. He turned to Lin Ming and said with a terrifying smile, “Not only should a martial artist train their body, and strengthen the mind, he said, martial artists must have confidence that they can overcome obstacles and win against challenges. If they feel fear and do not fight, then their hearts will waver. Such a person would not have great achievements in the future. "

Elder Xu's words were not wrong, but he said them with malicious intent. In this kind of situation, once someone lost then they would suffer a huge blow to their confidence and soul, especially considering that Lin Ming was only fifteen years old. If he in first place lost to the second place candidate and the gap was too great, then he might not be able to recover psychologically due to this.

Elder Xu had already realized that Lin Ming had the greatest chance of losing. After all, Wang Yanfeng was in front of Lin Ming with the entire stage, and in the Exquisite Pagoda he did not have any treasures on him so he was unable to display the true strength of his family's skills 'The Nine Paths of Truth'. Martial skills greatly improved the fighting abilities of a martial artist. Sometimes a high-level martial skill could make a martial artist fight those who were ranked outside of them.

As for Lin Ming's innate divine strength, it was easy to use against the slow beasts of the Exquisite Pagoda who possessed high defensive power. But against a real person, brute force was not such a simple solution.

Under these circumstances, it was impossible for Wang Yanfeng to lose.

Lin Ming turned a cold gaze to Elder Xu and watched him. He then looked to Wang Yanfeng and said, “I can fight with you, but in this competition the only one who suffers a loss is me. If I fight with you, then as a first place candidate, if I win, I am still first place and I do not gain any advantage. But if I lose, then I should obediently give up my place like that? What do you think of this? ”

When Wang Yanfeng heard Lin Ming was already intending to compete, his heart immediately blossomed with happiness. 'This little boy only bargained as if he could win just because he reached the fifth floor of the Exquisite Pagoda. Huh, he's a complete idiot. I'll tell you how fierce the 'Nine Paths of Truth' really are. '

Wang Yanfeng smiled jokingly and asked, "What do you want?"

Lin Ming replied, “If I win then I want you to give me your Golden Snake Scarlet Pill. If I lose, you can take first place as well as the Crimson Gold Dragon Marrow Pill. How about that? ”

"Good! Because you said it, you mean it! " Wang Yanfeng felt an overwhelming happiness in his heart. This way he could have both precious pills to himself! It was really a dream come true. He impatiently said, "Then let's start our competition!"

“Mm. Sure." Sure."

Seeing Lin Ming agree so easily and happily, Elder Sun could only shake his head slightly. Lin Ming would definitely lose, or at least he had more than fifty percent chance of losing. Going through trials and fighting with real people is different. This Wang Yanfeng came from a noble family and had a special master in his youth who taught him to fight, and he also had martial skills.

This fight had already been the conclusion before, there was nothing left to say.

As soon as Wang Yanfeng arrived at the center of the stage of the contest field, he flicked his sword and shook it as he roared, "Come on!"

Looking at Wang Yanfeng's long sword, the crowd present was startled, "rare weapon!"

As long as it was a rare treasure, its value would be several thousand gold taels. Even a junior of an aristocratic family would only accept one after reaching the Fourth Stage of Body Transformation or even the Fifth Stage. Only then would they have the qualifications to receive a rare treasure like this. They had not expected that this Wang Yanfeng, who was only at the Third Stage of Body Transformation, would possess it, and who had writing on it. Clearly this Wang Yanfeng had a high position in his family.

Although this might seem unfair, but in Sky Fortune Kingdom, the contest of martial artists had always been like this. It was impossible to exchange weapons for temporary use, and even if possible they would not get used to it.

A person's family is also a form of strength. If his weapon was unfair, then other pills or medicines that improved cultivation were also unfair. It was impossible to prohibit martial artists from helping their cultivation with pills.

Therefore Lin Ming could only swallow this loss.

"This Lin Ming might not have a good weapon."

“Mm. There was no way he would have something worth several thousand gold taels. The average person does not have that advantage. May Lin Ming not bring out something too inferior and be cut down immediately. This way he might have a chance. "

As these people spoke, Lin Ming took out a weapon from his pocket. This was the deboning knife he used to slice through the meat in the Great Clarity Pavilion.

Looking at this crimped deboning blade, everyone's eyes immediately widened. This is... what is this..pork cutting knife?

Although no one expected Lin Ming to have a good weapon, they did not think he would take out an inferior weapon. It's only one foot long. As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger. This one-foot crushing blade compared to a three-foot long sword was little more than a loss. Moreover, could the blade used to kill pigs be sturdy? What would happen if it was cut in half by the opponent's sword?

Wang Yanfeng looked at this deboning blade and laughed. “You'll use that to challenge me? It's just a knife to kill pigs! You are such a stupid idiot! ”

Lin Ming looked a little surprised. He said, “I didn't realize it but it seems you're right, this is really a knife for killing pigs. I usually use it to kill pigs, so for today, killing you is just right. ”

Lin Ming's nagging words insinuated that Wang Yanfeng was just a pig. This made Wang Yanfeng angry. He shouted, "You don't know the meaning of death!"

As Lin Ming slowly stepped onto the stage in the contest field, and Wang Yanfeng had drawn his sword, he had used the soul power of the inscription master to study the sword force and his writing. In that case, Lin Ming was an expert.

Wang Yanfeng's sword looked powerful and imposing, but in Lin Ming's eyes it could only be considered an ordinary item. Even the inscription would normally not attract his attention. As long as an inscription expert knew the exact technique, they could use soul law formulas to insert their soul power into the treasure and judge whether the quality was good or bad. Lin Ming had learned the inscription skill from the memories of an elder who came from the Realm of the Gods, so he also naturally knew the viewing technique. Although he had only learned this technique a little, it was already more than enough to see Wang Yanfeng's sword.

The sword was capable of increasing the combat power of a martial artist, but Wang Yanfeng was only at the early Third Stage of Body Transformation and had yet to reach Muscle Altering or Bone Forging. So Lin Ming was not worried, as he could only display a very limited sword effect.

Of course, even if Wang Yanfeng was unable to display the true strength of that sword, compared to the Lin Ming's deboning blade in hand, it would be cut off immediately if Lin Ming used it to receive an attack. Although this was a good and reliable blade that he had been using for hours, it was only made of ordinary iron from an ordinary blacksmith.

But this was no problem for Lin Ming. Lin Ming had originally not planned on using this deboning knife; he would rely on his own fist strength. 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians' were incomparably powerful Body Transformation skill manuals that were the core of light and Yang. For those who practice this, their own muscles and bones are the best weapons!

With the cultivation of Lin Ming's peak Second Stage, his fist strength reached 2700 jins. With this power he could pierce through the thick iron wood tree. If this fist were to directly hit one's body, even a master at the Altering Muscle or Bone Forging stage could not help it!