Walker Of The Worlds

Lin Mu's immortal sense observed the moves of Yao Changying.

The moment the flower petals had appeared on the ring, Lin Mu knew that Luo Liqin was done for.

'Those flower petals each contain Dao Traces… Yao Changying actually has great proficiency with the Sword Dao.' Lin Mu instantly realized.

From what he had heard from Princess Shang Yingtai, Yao Changying was someone who had tricked others and sacrificed them to gain power.

'But this level of proficiency doesn't come that easily…' Lin Mu was a bit doubtful. 'At the very least, the technique she is using right now is of the Orthodox path.' He reckoned.

~WHOOSH~

The numerous flower petals followed the gesture of Yao Changying and rushed towards Luo Liqin.

"Dammit!" The man couldn't do much other than curse before he got bombarded by the petals.

Each of the petals looked supple and beautiful, but in reality, they were all made out of Qi and had Dao Traces of Sword in them. They were incredibly sharp and left hundreds of cuts on Luo Liqin's body.

His robes were shredded while a pool of blood soon formed under him. Eventually, though, it was as if Yao Changying had enough and she made a flicking motion.

~BANG~

The petals all came together and transformed into a large palm that knocked Luo Liqin out of the ring.

~DENG~

His body collided with the formation barrier of the ring and wasn't sent crashing into the audience.

~THUD~

He eventually fell to the ground and fainted. Lin Mu who 'watched' this, furrowed his brows and realized that Yao Changying was a lot stronger than he had thought.

"Yao Changying is the winner!" The referee in the ring announced. "Take Luo Liqin for the treatment!" he ordered next.

A few people quickly arrived and took the man away. With the injuries that had been inflicted on him, it was clear that it would take him a while to recover. Though Yao Changying had fully stayed within her limits and hadn't done anything that would be in the violation of the rules.

The cheering of the audience only made it seem like they were pleased with the result.

while those that had heard about it decided to bet on her in the coming rounds. Though, of course, with the strength of Yao Changying, the odds of her winning

competition was fierce would the odds be better. Otherwise, it was the

they wouldn't let the contestants die.' Lin Mu was pleased that the temple of the four guardian beasts also provided treatment to the wounded

case that they were injured in a fight and it would be given to them up to a certain

was something the contestants needed to

was located in a tower that overlooked several rings at once. Lin Mu wanted to take a look there to but found there to be protective formations that prevented any immortal sense

this much

to see if there were any other acquaintances of his that

side.' Lin Mu thought that

rather, a few rings away from

Lin Mu's sense could tell, there weren't that many who could oppose her. The only ones that did exist were those

Lin Mu got bored of looking around and focused his

a single good one." Lin Mu muttered, having seen a

strong enough to be worth his attention and neither did they have any

memories of the last tournament

seemed novel and new, but now… it seems mundane.' Lin Mu pondered

passed like this, after which Lin Mu suddenly

was something that could even be considered a

Heart Sutras…" Lin Mu muttered as he recalled a particular thing he had done in the

hadn't done for a while

them on other people much now… Should I try them again?'

had seen

possibly the best place

are ultimately, all my opponents. It should be fine for me to test it

like this, Lin Mu made his decision. He then took out a paper fan and held it out in front of him, hiding half of his face. It even suited

~huu~

a deep breath, Lin Mu

evenly matched. One was named Xiong An and the other was

its matching skills to fight, while Yang Jagak was

been battling for five minutes now, but no one was coming

Six Fluted Staff technique is

Xiong An's Splitting Wrath Saber is

people among

Yang Jagak's. It can't match the swift