Walker Of The Worlds

From what Lin Mu had seen so far, he had to admit that it was beyond his expectations.

"Hahaha!" Lin Mu suddenly laughed, surprising the audience.

"Has he lost it?"

"Maybe. He does have a weaker cultivation base than his opponent after all."

"He might have been able to dodge all this time, but now he's in a tough spot."

"You're right. That Hair guy is certainly something. I don't think I've ever seen a body cultivation technique like that."

"Dual cultivating Qi and body isn't easy and considering his Qi cultivation is at the second tribulation stage, he might have balanced his body with it too."

The people in the audience had a lot to say about it all. There were already people wondering just who Chang Fa was and what his background was.

The bookies and their informants were hard at work, trying to learn about the Iron Pillar Mane clan.

They reckoned since Chang Fa was the 13th heir, there should certainly be more information about them. If not in the Dao Wind Empire, they reckoned they should find it in the other continents.

After all, the informants that were present for the tournament knew about all empires and kingdoms and had their reach spread there too.

~CLANG~CLANG~CLANG~

Chang Fa paid no attention to the talks and simply focused on spinning as he approached Lin Mu. The distance between the two was just five meters when Lin Mu made his move.

"You've certainly caught my interest now. I'd like to see what else does your technique hold." Lin Mu said before a doubled edged sword appeared in his hand.

It was none other than Afternoon Pine!

~HUMM~

As soon as Lin Mu held the sword, his demeanor changed and a wave of oppression spread on the field. The experienced immortals sitting in the audience didn't fail to notice either and those that were swordsmen themselves narrowed their eyes.

"A Sword Cultivator?" The referee said in a low voice.

~SLASH~

In the next moment, a glint of light was seen before a wave of energy covered the ring.

~DENG~DENG~DENG~DENG~

a large sword imprint to clash against the spinning form of Chang Fa. His hundreds of spikes

Some of the people in the audience finally realized what

"Sword Intent! SWORD INTENT!"

Lin is

sharp feeling of Sword intent was unmistakable and with the amount that Lin Mu was exuding showed them that he was no

me more. I'd like to see your clan's skills." Lin Mu asked as

of his movement either, as the incoming sword imprint was pressing upon him too. If he stopped his spinning, he would certainly be struck by it

Sword imprint disappeared as Lin Mu had already moved away to

a worthy opponent for my clan's techniques. Very well!" Chang

Mu's casual swing and knew that even if his own cultivation base was higher,

Arts! Third Art, Cascading Cowl!" The man shouted, his hair moving

the man

as a surprise move if used at the right time.' To Lin Mu, this was just a

The man was also a dual

could analyze by now, the man was using Qi cultivation to power his hair while his body cultivation was so that he was strong enough to bear it

to come up with a technique like this. If there is no balance

needed to compensate for some weakness that was brought upon by following a single one. But even then, they wouldn't follow both paths

the needed time nor resources for

to make a technique that necessitated both paths was different. It meant they had the confidence for one to

will be the first person to witness the true glory of the Iron Pillar mane clan!" Chang Fa said as

It covered every inch of

250 centimeters due to the hair enhancing him, while his arms

as if he had grown into

of the muscles that he

intriguing." Lin

~CLACK~ CLACK~

his fists as a crushing

my fist!" The man punched towards Lin

~WHOOSH~

whipped up because of his punch, but Lin Mu was unfazed. The only thing that moved were his robes, while he only lifted his sword in

~CLANG~

Mu's sword blocked the incoming fist while Chang Fa kept

mere sword isn't enough to harm me, even if you are a sword cultivator."

~WIGGLE~

the next moment, the hair on his shoulders moved and a tendril shot towards Lin

Mu said as he

~SCREECH~

metal was being shorn, a loud screeching

ripped out of the man's grasp while Lin Mu used his legs to pivot to the right, avoiding the man's other