Chapter 149: Full Firepower, Kill!

Before Lin Potian could ask Lin Hao two more questions, several prodigies who had recovered from their injuries closed in together!

Staring at Lin Potian, they said in a deep voice, "Although you restored our injuries, that was your own wishful thinking; we did not beg you to restore us. But you just provoked us with your words, so how should that be handled?"

"That's right, we didn't ask you to restore us. The chaotic battle was almost over, and now the time is being wasted because of you!" Ting Quan jumped out again at this moment, growling incessantly at Lin Potian.

Seeing this, Lin Potian frowned deeply; wasn't this the classic case of being hypocritical while wanting to maintain a moral high ground?

They were simply twisting all the logic to suit themselves!

"You few are truly laughable. Someone restores your injuries just to see your strength, so why are you talking all this nonsense?"

"And saying so much, isn't it just because you want to gang up on Lin Potian?"

Yun Che spoke with disdain, hitting the nail on the head.

Everyone immediately looked embarrassed, but the fact was exactly that; no one had asked Lin Potian to restore them!

Lin Hao, who had just regained consciousness, saw everyone surrounding his ancestor Lin Potian and immediately shouted angrily:

"No, what are you dogs barking about?"

Swish—!

Everyone turned their heads in astonishment, incredulously confirming with those beside them: "What did he just say? What 'dog barking'?"

In the void, the Holy Emperor could no longer watch; he transformed into the appearance of the former Eastern Profound Domain Domain Lord Lin Yan. His majestic eyes, like two brilliant Stars, pierced through layers of space and looked directly at the people below. He waved his hand, and a vast pressure descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire arena!

"Cough, cough, cough...!"

Under this pressure, those prodigies trembled involuntarily, their faces turning as pale as paper!

The Holy Emperor's voice echoed in the void, carrying unquestionable majesty:

"As prodigies, you should have been benevolent and righteous; how can you twist black and white like this?"

"The rules have now changed: only those who cause Lin Potian to be injured can advance. Otherwise, even if there isn't a single person left, we have no need for a bunch of trash like you!"

"Isn't it a gang attack you want? Then I shall satisfy you!"

The Holy Emperor was truly enraged. It was meant to be a gang attack, so they should have just attacked properly; why talk so much nonsense?

"This..."

"Since that is the case, then excuse us!"

Ting Quan appeared very reluctant on the surface, but his heart was blooming with joy. He exchanged glances with the other prodigies and charged toward Lin Potian to kill him!

"Ancestor, be careful!"

Seeing this, Lin Hao sent a voice transmission and was about to strike immediately!

"No need, just watch carefully and summarize how to grasp the timing; your combat techniques are too clumsy!"

Lin Potian immediately sent a voice transmission back, looking at Ting Quan and the others who were charging up, cold light surging in his eyes!

After suppressing his cultivation to the Monarch Realm, the same as Ting Quan and the others, he took a step forward!

Lin Potian's figure flashed, appearing before Ting Quan like a ghost. He threw a punch, the air exploded, and the fist wind roared like a dragon, slamming toward Ting Quan with overwhelming power!

"What, this power!"

Ting Quan was greatly alarmed and hurriedly swung his sword to block. However, Lin Potian's strength was too terrifying; the sword body bent instantly, nearly snapping!

Seeing this, the other prodigies attacked one after another, various Spirit Techniques blooming brilliantly, the light dazzling!

Yet Lin Potian did not dodge or evade. His fist shadows flew, each punch accurately striking the vital points of his opponents. The power was so great that even the space trembled!

For a time, fist winds and sword shadows intertwined on the arena, energy fluctuations overflowed, and the battle was exceptionally intense, leaving one unable to keep up!

Seeing this, Lin Hao's eyes shone with brilliance, and he kept whispering in surprise: "The ancestor's combat techniques are indeed brilliant. Even with his realm suppressed, he is far beyond what these few villains can compare to!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The battle continued. Lin Potian's figure was like lightning, leaving behind streaks of afterimages on the arena. Every movement avoided the opponents' sharpness just right, while simultaneously delivering them a fatal blow!

Ting Quan swung his sword like a rainbow, the sword light flickering as he tried to find a flaw in Lin Potian, but Lin Potian's movements were too fast, as if he had predicted every one of his actions!

Furthermore, Lin Potian had no intention of holding back; for a villain like Ting Quan, heaven was his only destination!

Bang! A punch landed squarely on Ting Quan's chest. Ting Quan felt as if he had been struck by a giant hammer; he flew backward, crashed to the ground, and coughed up blood. Amidst the swirling dust, Ting Quan struggled for a few moments, and then...

His entire body exploded with a bang, dead as dead could be!

Seeing this, the other prodigies felt no sorrow for Ting Quan; their attacks became even more ferocious, and Spirit Techniques flew everywhere. But Lin Potian was like a rock in a gale, standing firm, his punches landing on flesh, each strike accompanied by the sound of breaking bones!

In just half a cup of tea's time, all the prodigies who had joined the gang attack were dead!