Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 261: Hundredfold Beiming Force! Lin Xuan Frozen!

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Hundredfold Beiming Force! Lin Xuan Frozen!

Beichen’s expression darkened.

"Admit defeat?"

"You’re really arrogant!"

"Kid, you’re too full of yourself. Don’t think you can disregard everyone just because you defeated the Little Celestial King."

"To be honest, the Little Celestial King isn’t even in the first tier; he’s merely in the second."

"It would be just as easy for me to defeat him."

"So, defeating the Little Celestial King is nothing to be proud of. You have no right to be arrogant in front of me."

"So, you’re refusing to admit defeat? Fine, I’ll play with you a bit then." Lin Xuan shrugged, looking unconcerned.

In truth, he also wanted to see what trump cards these first-tier geniuses had up their sleeves.

After speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead!"

"You will pay for your arrogance." Beichen’s expression was incredibly grim.

He waved his hands, and overwhelming Spiritual Power flew out from his palms. This Spiritual Power transformed into black seawater, which quickly enveloped the entire arena.

The seawater surged overwhelmingly toward Lin Xuan, swallowing him whole.

Lin Xuan sneered and activated the Red Scale Armor.

A dazzling light appeared, piercing through the seawater. He stood there like a Dragon God.

"It’s that mysterious Battle Armor!" everyone exclaimed.

"’With this armor, Beichen shouldn’t be able to do anything to Lin Xuan, right?’"

"Is that all?" Xuan Xuan seemed bored. "If that’s all you’ve got, then I’m going to make my move."

"Hmph!" Beichen snorted coldly and clenched his hands. The sea of black water suddenly spun rapidly, forming a vortex that once again enveloped Lin Xuan.

RUMBLE!

The Battle Armor on Lin Xuan’s body let out a roar, and its light dimmed.

"What’s going on?" the crowd exclaimed in astonishment.

"It seems like Lin Xuan’s Battle Armor can’t hold on!"

"Is this Beichen’s power? It’s too strong!"

The people from the Bei Ling Sect laughed loudly. "He’s a fool for underestimating Senior Brother Beichen."

"This is the true Sea of Beiming!"

"What does it matter if you’re wearing a Grandmaster’s Battle Armor? You’ll be buried in the Sea of Beiming all the same."

"Just watch. Lin Xuan is bound to lose."

Beichen unleashed the Beiming Vortex, suppressing Lin Xuan’s Battle Armor. The vortex tightened, its immense tearing force threatening to shred Lin Xuan to pieces.

"A little interesting, but still not enough to look at," Lin Xuan snorted coldly.

In addition to the armor, he also activated his Dragon Scales. His limbs were instantly covered with them, and with a jolt of his body, he shattered the vortex.

Then Lin Xuan clenched his fist and punched forward.

World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist!

A flood dragon, brimming with destructive force, pierced through the vortex and shot toward Beichen.

Beichen waved his hands, and the sea before him transformed into wave after wave, surging forward and crashing against the World-Ending Flood Dragon.

Nine consecutive waves finally managed to block the flood dragon.

Lin Xuan’s fist also came to a halt.

"Eh, interesting," Lin Xuan noted with surprise.

He realized that these first-tier geniuses truly did have a few tricks. The black seawater carried a chilling power. When it hit his fist, it not only consumed the power of his punch, but that chilling force also tried to drill into his body to freeze his Dragon Veins! Had it been another martial artist, like a second-tier genius, they would have likely been frozen by a single wave. Even a first-tier genius would find their Spirit Veins frosting over after a few moves, and the circulation speed of their Spiritual Power would slow down significantly.

But unfortunately for Beichen, he had run into Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire surged forth, instantly melting the cold energy that had invaded his body.

He shook his arm and said, "The Beiming Power. Not bad, it has some might."

"Do you have any other tricks?"

Lin Xuan did not go for an instant kill. Although his strength was now immense, his actual combat experience was limited, and he hadn’t seen the Ultimate Skills of others. Lin Xuan intended to take advantage of the Dragon Rising Battle to familiarize himself with the techniques of other families and sects. That way, he would have more experience in future confrontations.

He actually blocked my Beiming Power. Beichen frowned deeply.

That chilling power was a kind of hidden force, silent and insidious, freezing an opponent’s Spirit Veins. Previously, he’d used it with great success. Few could resist. Even Jian Wushuang and Wan Tianming would be frozen if they were careless. But to his surprise, Lin Xuan was entirely unaffected. Truly astonishing!

It seems that guy’s Battle Armor really is magical, no wonder it’s a Treasure from Sword Casting Manor. But so what?

Beichen snorted coldly. "Let’s see how many times you can withstand it!"

"Hundred Waves!" he roared, waving his palms.

The Sea of Beiming churned, forming one hundred massive waves that crashed toward Lin Xuan from all directions.

Previously, just nine waves had been terrifyingly powerful, but now there were a hundred.

The power was even more overwhelming.

The onlookers were dumbfounded. They wouldn’t be able to block even a single move of an attack like this.

Huge waves roared as they rushed toward Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan, however, just wielded his World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist, punching through the waves one after another. With each shattered wave, a thread of Beiming Power drilled into his body, trying to freeze his Dragon Veins.

But Lin Xuan was unconcerned. He possessed an Anomalous Fire.

He urged the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire to directly melt the Beiming Power.

After dozens of consecutive waves, Lin Xuan remained completely unscathed. His strength and speed were formidable, showing no signs of being frozen.

Seeing this, Beichen’s face sank. With a furious roar, he sent the remaining dozens of waves to crash down on Lin Xuan all at once.

"This time, let’s see how you block it!"

CRACKLE, CRACKLE.

The spot where Lin Xuan stood was instantly frozen solid by the Beiming Power. The black frost formed a huge iceberg that stood on the arena, with Lin Xuan’s figure sealed inside.

"Is that kid frozen?"

"Is the battle over?"

"Did Lin Xuan lose?"

Everyone exclaimed repeatedly.

The people from the Bei Ling Sect laughed heartily. "Hmph, we knew all along that kid was no match."

The people from Wangyue Pavilion looked on in despair.

"Oh no, Lin Xuan was careless and got himself frozen!"

"How could this happen?" Ye Qingwu asked anxiously. "Doesn’t Lin Xuan have a powerful Battle Armor? Couldn’t even that protect him?"

The Wangyue Pavilion Master sighed. "Lin Xuan underestimated the Beiming Power."

"It’s a legendary force, incomparably cold."

"With a hundred waves erupting at once, even with his powerful Battle Armor, he can’t display its true power. After all, he isn’t a true Grandmaster."

"I’m afraid he’s truly going to lose this time."

"It’s over," Wan Tianming and the others said, shaking their heads. Lin Xuan must have been careless. Otherwise, he should have been able to fight for at least a hundred more moves.

This Beichen is truly strong. The Beiming Power shouldn’t be underestimated. Jian Wushuang’s expression was grave. He realized that ordinary Sword Qi would have difficulty resisting this power. If he were to face him, he would have to be extremely careful.

"Hmph, what a useless bum. Can’t even take a hit," Chu Yue sneered disdainfully.

Shangguan Hao, however, didn’t dare to laugh. Every time he had mocked Lin Xuan before, he had been proven humiliatingly wrong.

I wonder if Lin Xuan can make a comeback this time?

On the arena, Beichen’s mouth curled into a smile. He walked toward the iceberg.

He wanted to see the look of terror on Lin Xuan’s face when he was frozen. He wanted to savor it.