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In the finals, most of the core disciples were considered outstanding, but there were of course exceptions. This was because in the hearts of many of the Lin Clan disciples, they had been trying to fish in troubled waters until now.

"Look, Goddess Lin Caixuan is on stage! She's the first one!"

Excitement and clamor spread out. After practicing martial arts for a few days and nights, the competition for the champion position would soon start, causing the Lin Clan disciples to be extremely excited.

Lin Caixuan floated down from the sky. She was dressed in red, which was accompanied by a fragrant wind. She looked like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world. She was so charming and elegant.

At this moment, she was no longer as confident as she had been in the past few rounds. This was because even though she was confident that her strength was better than others, there would definitely be a fierce battle that far surpassed the battles of the previous few rounds.

After stepping onto the stage, she raised her long jade hand whip and struck the ground, standing tall and straight.

Her opponent slowly paced back and forth, walking up to the stage. He was dressed in simple white clothes, with slanted brows and starry eyes.

Carrying a long saber on his back, with slightly bronze colored skin, he exuded a strong and resolute look. Not a single trace of emotion could be seen in his deep eyes, as if it was difficult to see through his heart.

His every move and gesture seemed to have affected the hearts of many of the Lin Clan's young ladies. Because of his silence, his handsomeness, his reticence.

The most important thing was that the Lin Clan disciples had spread his legend. With status without any background, they had even attracted the attention of the crowd.

The one who had stepped onto the stage was none other than Lin Wushuang. He calmly looked at Lin Caixuan.

Facing this person, Lin Caixuan's eyebrows raised slightly. This was a person who had never cared about his own beauty, and was also the person she could not see through the most.

The noisy crowd instantly quietened down. This was because the Lin Clan disciples' hearts jumped at the legend.

Their first thought was that Goddess Lin Caixuan had an enemy.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but a single sentence was the first to break the temporary silence.

"Hmph, it's just a legend. I've never seen it with my own eyes, how could Goddess Lin Caixuan lose to anyone else?"

"Yes, even if he can kill two peak Class 1 Magical Beasts, so what? Senior Sister Lin Caixuan can also do it."

Lin Hu shook his head. He couldn't see through this Lin Wushuang. How could he lose to Lin Caixuan?

Perhaps this time, Lin Caixuan was going to step down from the stage. Lin Hu crossed his hands over his head and crossed his legs as he leisurely watched the scene unfold on the stage, which made the surrounding Lin Clan disciples feel a wave of anger.

This fellow could make it into the top four as well, as though this was an insult to them.

What he did not know was that Lin Nan Tian was extremely excited, and he finally understood that his father wanted him to compete in the next match and destroy Lin Yu.

His eyes revealed a murderous intent as he looked in Lin Hua's direction. From his point of view, Lin Caixuan and Lin Zhu were cut off from each other, seriously obstructing his progress.

Lin Hu believed that Lin Nan Tian's killing intent was the same as before. He did not want to completely cripple him and wanted to do it again.

In fact, Lin Yu's guess was not wrong. Back then, Lin Caixuan had been very close to him. Only then did Lin Nan decide to kill him, wanting his life.

Lin Hua believed that Lin Yu's talent was enough to hinder his son, Lin Nan Tian, and he would be his son's greatest opponent in the future.

The father and son duo went hand in hand, Lin Hua who was still ignorant of the affairs of the world had been viciously murdered just like that.

However, it could also be considered a blessing in disguise. After activating the mysterious artifact in his Spiritual Sense and meeting the Purple Eye, Lin Hua finally obtained the martial art he had today.

Lin Wushuang stood there calmly with her long hair flowing over her shoulders. She stared at Lin Caixuan, who was standing in front of her. That was from the bottom of her heart, and did not seem like she was faking it.

On the martial stage, Lin Shan nodded his head with a look of admiration on his face. Others would think that this person was his son, Lin Caixuan.

Little did he know that the person he was praising was none other than Lin Wushuang.

"Clan head, your daughter Lin Caixuan, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to lose today." Lin Hua complimented.

"No, all of Zai Xuan's growth has been smooth sailing, it's about time for him to witness the taste of defeat."

Lin Shan's words had a hidden meaning. Everyone with a discerning eye understood that Lin Caixuan would probably lose to this young man called Lin Wushuang in today's match.

"This Lin Wushuang is only a level nine Fighter. How could she defeat Lin Caixuan?!"

Lin Shan arranged the mountain and Lin Hua said no more. The elders also looked at the stage expectantly.

The words of a Martial King expert were obviously filled with authority. The elders were also interested to see how Lin Wushuang could defeat Lin Caixuan, who was at the peak of martial arts cultivation.

Lin Caixuan's red robe fluttered in the wind. Her elegant face was proud of her generation, and her strength was unparalleled among the younger generation. Her innate self-confidence immediately helped her to adjust her mentality.

The corner of her mouth once again revealed the confidence she always had. She stood with her hands behind her back and clasped her hands together. "Please enlighten me."

Modesty and proper etiquette.

Lin Wushuang nodded. She slowly took out the long saber from her back and gripped the hilt of the saber with her right hand. The tip of the blade rested on the ground.

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out. As they looked at each other, it was as if the flow of martial energy had become heavy and slow, and the surrounding air also seemed to be a little stifling.

"He already has the bearing of a noble family at such a young age. How rare!"

The Grand Elder, who never spoke, nodded. His eyes revealed admiration and affection.

Lin Caixuan took the lead and took out her weapon, the Dark Gold Whip.

The first stance, Wind Shadow Style, was aimed at Lin Wushuang. She, who usually succeeded in her first attack, missed.

Soon after, an afterimage closed in on her in a flash. The saber hilt struck Lin Caixuan's right hand while her left fist was clenched horizontally, aiming for Lin Caixuan's abdomen.

"Wow!"

A graceful figure fell to the ground. She was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Lin Hua's eyes were filled with shock. The movement technique that Lin Wushuang had displayed earlier was actually the Wind Stepping Steps at the Perfection Stage.

He was famous for stepping on the wind, walking on the wind, and being extremely fast when the wind blew.

It was not only Lin Hua. All of the Lin Family members in the entire training field revealed surprised and amazed expressions.

Only the Perfection Stage of the Wind Stepping Steps was able to create afterimages that were as fast as Lin Caixuan, the Lin Family's pearl, and Lin Caixuan could not avoid it.

Lin Wushuang's movements shocked all the members of the Lin Clan, causing them to suck in a breath of cold air. Shock appeared in their eyes as they looked at Lin Wushuang. They knew that the rumors were true.

"Oh my god! With his movement technique at the Perfection Stage, was this guy even human? I never thought that Lin Wushuang was the biggest dark horse! "

"Perhaps it's just that his movement technique is too fast. Continue watching. Don't make any early comments. Even his skinny Perfection Iron Cliff was broken by Senior Brother Nanyun. I believe my goddess can do it too."

Lin Caixuan's loyal fans revealed incredulous expressions as they looked towards the martial stage. However, no one could accept that the person in front of them was a legend that could be compared to thin Lin.

If they were to fight face to face, Lin Skinny would definitely not be Lin Wushuang's match. Now that their goddess had met such an opponent, she naturally broke out in a cold sweat for Lin Caixuan.