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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nXiao Muran’s blood qi exploded.

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nThe inner sect disciples below the stage were awestruck. With the blood qi pill, even against a peak foundation establishment stage powerhouse like Qiao Zifeng, Xiao Muran would still have the strength to fight.

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nThe elders on the stage had also seen Xiao Muran’s actions clearly.

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nAt that moment, two inner court elders tried to stop him, but the masters from the Golden Firmament Peak stopped them.

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nA blood qi pill usually consumed a cultivator’s blood, and in return, it gave a temporary burst of strength. However, it was not a fair method to use in the competition.

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nAlthough ingesting the blood qi pill would increase the user’s strength temporarily by a large margin, the aftereffects would also be very troublesome.

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nXiao Muran’s health was now in danger after consuming the pill.

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nTherefore, the presiding elder stood up and brushed his silver robe before addressing the crowd. “Since it’s an inner sect competition, any method is a manifestation of strength. Haven’t you all observed that Lin An has also improved his cultivation skills despite his ordinary talent! Qian Yi must have given him a pill similar to the blood qi pill!”

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nAfter a brief pause, the elder continued, “As long as Xiao Muran doesn’t kill his opponent, even if Lin An is crippled from the beating, it will be because his skills are inferior to his challenger!”

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nWhen they heard this, the elders who were about to step forward and protect Lin An shook their heads and returned to their seats.

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nAlthough the use of the blood qi pill was a practice despised by the elders, who could guarantee that Lin An hadn’t used a similar pill?

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nOne disciple had consumed it on the stage, while the other might have consumed it secretly!

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nBelow the stage, Qian Yi maintained her lazy expression, and she didn’t attempt to protect her disciple.

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nWhen they saw Qian Yi in such a nonchalant state, the elders who had tried to defend her disciple confirmed their suspicions.

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nLin An must have consumed a pill similar to the blood qi pill.

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nAfter all, Qian Yi was an alchemist, and she had accumulated an identical number of pills as the elders present.

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nOn the battle stage, the blood qi pill in Xiao Muran’s body was surging, and it seemed as if he was about to explode.

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nHe gritted his teeth and activated the one thousand hands, Xuan Ming technique as he prepared to attack Lin An.

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nOn the other side of the stage, Lin An looked towards Xiao Muran, and a string of characters appeared in front of his eyes again.

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n“Host’s success rate of defeating Xiao Muran with level three strength is 95%!”

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n“Host’s success rate of defeating Xiao Muran with level five strength is 100%!”

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nLin An was expressionless, and his mind was already thinking rapidly.

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nThe blood qi pill could temporarily increase one’s cultivation. According to the change in his success rate, the pill had increased Xiao Muran’s strength by two levels.

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nIt seemed to have somewhat exceeded his expectations!

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nLin An had not expected such a small medicinal pill to give an extraordinary result!

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nIt was no wonder that alchemists had such a high status in the Cang Yun Continent.

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nThe medicinal pill had turned the contest into a life-and-death battle.

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nHowever, Lin An was still happy with his chances of defeating Xiao Muran.

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n‘Does my fifth level strength include the Morality Demon Sealing technique and the black-and-white Ashen Flames?’ Lin An was confused as he thought about his next move.

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nWould he have to use a wisp of flame to test Xiao Muran’s bottom line first, or would he use the Morality Demon Sealing technique to cripple him?

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nLin An was rooted to the spot, and he was deep in thought.

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n“Thief! Hahaha! Lin An, you look scared! Now, obediently accept your death!” Xiao Muran said with a sinister expression.

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nHe had reached a point of no return. Qiao Zifeng had already outshined him in the tournament, and there was no chance of him getting the first-place position.

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nTo Xiao Muran, that had been an immense blow!

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nAdditionally, he was now being suppressed by Lin An, a disciple that he had usually looked down upon. After Lin An had proudly pointed out that he was a personal disciple, the words had hurt Xiao Muran’s self-esteem.

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nAs a once insufferably arrogant genius of the Jiuxiao Sect, Xiao Muran was not ready to allow others to suppress him!

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nHis self-esteem could not bear such humiliation!

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nEspecially when the person humiliating him was Lin An!

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nAfter letting out a deafening roar, Xiao Muran spread out his hands, and the spiritual power of the Dragon and Tiger Fist coiled around his arms. At that moment, the spiritual animals had already turned scarlet red, like two bloodthirsty beasts that were about to suck blood.

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nEven the experienced and knowledgeable elders were shocked when they saw the scene.

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nCould Lin An withstand such a powerful attack?

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nSome of the inner sect disciples below the stage covered their eyes in fright.

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nThe aura that Xiao Muran had emitted was too terrifying.

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nThe ordinary disciples felt their hearts tremble since they had never witnessed such an explosive aura.

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nIf such a cultivation technique were to attack an average cultivator, they would definitely be crushed to pieces!

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nThe inner sect competition had turned out to be too cruel. The disciples of the sects who had never set foot into the outside world had never seen such a frightening contest.

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n“Die, Lin An!” Xiao Muran roared as he quickly rushed towards his rival.

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nHis aura was split into two halves as he swiftly charged towards Lin An.

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n“Xiao Muran’s speed has increased so quickly! It’s at least twice as fast as before!”

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n“I wonder if Lin An can block it!” One elder exclaimed as he observed the action. However, he was prepared to step in and stop Xiao Muran.

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nAfter all, this was only an inner sect competition. It was acceptable for Xiao Muran to cripple Lin An or cause him to lose his cultivation.

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nHowever, if any of the competitors lost their lives in the tournament, that would affect the image of the entire Jiuxiao Sect!

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nLin An felt Xiao Muran’s aura blowing towards him, and he activated the scripture of no beginning and began circulating the Morality Demon Sealing technique. Moreover, his fist was already emitting some dense white flames as he anticipated his opponent’s next strike.

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nHe had not chosen to use the Morality Demon Sealing technique to defend against Xiao Muran’s attack.

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nIn Lin An’s opinion, Xiao Muran’s speed wasn’t too fast. He was sure that he could defend himself from the incoming onslaught.

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nLin An was merely testing out the power that the white flames could unleash in actual combat.

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nJust as Xiao Muran was running over, Lin An turned his body slightly and threw a punch.

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nBoom!

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nLin An’s fist, whose impact was like that of a sandbag, landed on Xiao Muran’s abdomen.

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nA muffled sound came out of Xiao Muran’s mouth, and his face had a distorted expression. It was as if his eyeballs were about to pop out.

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nThe immense pain from his abdomen caused the veins on Xiao Muran’s forehead to bulge. His eyes were bloodshot, and the impact from the punch seemed to have completely shattered the clothes on his back.

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nIn the next instant, a burst of pale flames shot out from Lin An’s fist, quickly passing through Xiao Muran’s abdomen and bursting out from his back.

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nSuddenly, a wave of ghastly white light instantly filled the air above the fighting ring.

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nIt was as if snowflakes were falling from the sky. Soon after, a chill swept over the surroundings of the arena, and the temperature plummeted!

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