The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 711 - : The 4th Level

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: The 4th Level

Fang Lin did not know how long he had been fighting, but it felt very drawn out. The opponent was extremely tough, and no matter what tactics he used, he found it hard to gain any advantage.

However, as time passed, Fang Lin’s speed became faster, his strength greater, and he gradually began to suppress his opponent.

Such a change brought Fang Lin secret joy.

The Kylin Demon Bone was getting stronger. As his own strength increased, the Kylin Demon Bone also became stronger, providing even greater assistance to Fang Lin.

This was the formidable aspect of a growing demon bone. Much like Fang Lin himself, it improved through continuous fights.

Although his opponent also possessed the power of the Kylin Demon Bone, he was ultimately just a copy of Fang Lin. Possessing the same power but incapable of growth or improvement.

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What Fang Lin had to do was to stimulate his potential through continuous fighting, and surpass his current self.

And this was the true meaning of the Supreme Saint Hall’s test.

Only by breaking through oneself can one truly walk the Supreme path. If you can’t even beat yourself, you have no right to claim that you’re a talent.

Before the ancient times, those actual exceptional talents not only had to sweep their peers, but also continuously surpass themselves.

Fang Lin’s potential was limitless. The moment he stepped into the tenth level of the Earth Element, he possessed the potential of a Supreme.

The Supreme Saint Hall, left behind by Martial Lord Mo Shouhe, is an ancient sacred ground that can excavate the potential of geniuses and cultivate the Supreme.

Of course, the tests here are extremely difficult, but for Fang Lin, it’s not just a test, but also a great opportunity.

He believed that as long as he passed the test of the Supreme Saint Hall, even if his realm was still at the second level of Heavenly Origin, his strength would definitely make a major advance.

Therefore, not only to thwart Zhou Yishui’s plot but also to make himself stronger, Fang Lin had to pass the test no matter what.

At this moment, Fang Lin broke through again, not in terms of realm, but in strength.

“You are no longer my match!” Fang Lin shouted coldly, his fist like a mountain, his magnificent blood and Qi transformed into a giant fist imprint that headed straight towards the opposing Fang Lin.

The opposing “Fang Lin” also made a move, surprisingly using the Finger of the Firmament, trying to crush Fang Lin’s punch with it.

Unfortunately, the power of Fang Lin’s punch could no longer be compared with before – the black finger beam immediately collapsed the moment it came into contact with the fist imprint.

Following that, the fist imprint crashed into the “Fang Lin”, causing the Kylin battle clothes on him to completely dissipate and cracks to appear on his body.

“My physical body is indeed powerful.” At this moment, not only did Fang Lin marvel at the strength of his own body, but he also believed it was formidable enough that if it was someone else, his punch would have crushed them to pieces.

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But this punch practically decided Fang Lin’s victory. The duplicate couldn’t improve, while Fang Lin became stronger, and it was only a matter of time before Fang Lin won.

After another fierce battle, that other Fang Lin was finally completely defeated by Fang Lin, and his form completely disappeared.

Fang Lin wiped the sweat off his forehead, letting out a sigh of relief. This third test was not easy, even more difficult than a life-and-death battle against Zhou Yishui.

“Congratulations, you have passed the third test. You may rest for two hours before choosing to proceed to the fourth test.” An emotionless voice echoed, seeming to remain unchanged no matter how amazing Fang Lin’s performance was.

But that was normal. The person behind this voice had presumably seen many geniuses, especially those talents from the ancient times who were incredibly strong. Although Fang Lin was fairly outstanding, compared to those ancient talents, he was definitely not enough.

Fang Lin sat down, silently meditating to recover, while asking, “What’s the fourth test?”

The cold voice responded, “It’s quite simple. Defeat three opponents in the same fashion as before.”

Fang Lin paused, “Do I need to defeat three opponents like the one just now, in succession?”

In Fang Lin’s view, this didn’t seem too difficult. After all, he had just defeated such an opponent, so he should be able to defeat three more in a row.

“Not the way you’re thinking. You have to face three such opponents simultaneously.” The emotionless voice responded.

“What?” Upon hearing this, Fang Lin was dumbfounded, and he became extremely uncomfortable.

“To defeat three opponents at once, that is the fourth test.” The cold voice explained.

Fang Lin had a strange expression on his face, his mouth twitching. He really wanted to curse out loud – this was ridiculous! Was this something a human can do?

Defeating one such opponent was already incredibly difficult. To ask Fang Lin to face three at once was this not asking for his life?

One against three identical strength opponents, how to fight? No matter how you think about it, it seems impossible.

“Isn’t this too hard?” Fang Lin couldn’t help but wail.

“Not so hard. Some people can do it.” The cold voice calmly replied, as if deliberately trying to belittle Fang Lin.

Fang Lin sneered. Of course, he knew that some people could do it. If it were his father Fang Qingye taking this test, Fang Lin believed his father could not only defeat three opponents of equal strength, but even ten of them would be a breeze.

But Fang Lin was sensible. He may have stepped into the tenth level of the Earth Element and left his mark in the world behind the bronze gate, yet his talent and qualifications were still far from that of his father Fang Qingye in his previous life.

Fang Lin had always known how powerful his father was. Even before his father became a Martial Lord, he was extremely powerful, unrivalled, and his many opponents all became stepping stones for him.

No test was ever difficult for Fang Qingye.

But Fang Lin couldn’t be as excellent as Fang Qingye. After all, everyone was unique, even father and son differed.

“How far has Zhou Yishui got?” Fang Lin asked.

“Same as you.” The cold voice replied.

Hearing this, Fang Lin was somewhat relieved. Although this fourth round was extremely difficult and made him want to swear, Zhou Yishui was also stuck on it.

“Can treasures be used for the fourth round?” Fang Lin asked tentatively, for if treasures could be used, it would be a lot easier.

“No.” Unfortunately, the emotionless voice ruthlessly shattered Fang Lin’s illusion.

Fang Lin sighed, his eyes becoming determined again. While the fourth test might seem as difficult as ascending to heaven, he had no choice but to face it head-on.

Buzz!

Just then, Fang Lin’s Nine Palace Bag suddenly lit up.