The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 848 - Approaching the Record

Chapter 848: Chapter 848: Approaching the Record

Chapter 848 -848: Approaching the Record

“These two guys, they won’t just keep killing like this, will they?”

Outside the Battle Spirit Temple, people once again began to undergo the tempering of pressure, but most of their attention was still on the stone tablet.

Fang Lin and Long Zhiming’s numbers were still steadily climbing. Long Zhiming, in particular, was astonishing, having already defeated fifty-nine Battle Spirits and seemed about to defeat the sixtieth.

This kind of achievement, even Elder Huang who is a regular at the Wuji Battle Temple, was somewhat shocked.

“The historical record of this Battle Spirit Temple was defeating seventy-two Battle Spirits the first time someone entered the temple. Looking at Long Zhiming, there might be a chance to break this record,” Elder Huang said to himself, his eyes faintly filled with anticipation.

As for Fang Lin, he had only defeated forty-one Battle Spirits, which was also astonishing, but compared to Long Zhiming’s progress, it was clearly a bit less.

However, nobody found this surprising. Fang Lin’s strength, in everyone’s opinion, was far inferior to Long Zhiming’s. Being able to defeat forty-one Battle Spirits showed that Fang Lin was already very outstanding.

Inside the Battle Spirit Temple, Fang Lin, with the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear in hand, fought fiercely against a Battle Spirit.

The Battle Spirit in front of him had the strength of the Spirit Vein Sixth Layer; aside from not possessing treasures, it was stronger than a normal Sixth Layer Martial Artist in every other aspect.

This made the fight very difficult for Fang Lin.

However, Fang Lin also improved his own strength through the continuous battle, so even though it was difficult, it was not impossible to deal with.

Boom!!!

The spear thrust forward, like a Flood Dragon emerging from water, furthermore wrapped in the genuine breath of a Flood Dragon, and pierced through the body of that Battle Spirit in a single strike.

“That’s the forty-second one,” Fang Lin said to himself, remembering clearly the number of Battle Spirits he had defeated.

Although he did not know how many Long Zhiming had defeated by now, Fang Lin could already feel the increasing difficulty.

The Battle Spirits of the Battle Spirit Temple, once one was defeated, an even stronger one would appear, as if it were an endless and ceaseless cycle.

Although Fang Lin’s strength was also improving continuousy, once a Battle Spirit comparable to the Spirit Vein Eighth Layer, or even the Ninth Layer, appeared, it would become difficult for Fang Lin to cope.

Of course, Fang Lin could also use treasures, which would naturally allow him to cope, but by doing so, the beneficial effect on his own tempering would be lost.

After all, Fang Lin entered the Battle Spirit Temple to become stronger, not merely to defeat these Battle Spirits.

The result was not important, but the process was.

Fang Lin wanted to gain the maximum benefit from the continuous fighting.

As the Battle Spirit condensed again, the one that appeared this time was somewhat stronger than the previous one, and although it had not reached the Spirit Vein Eighth Layer, it was not far off.

Seeing the Battle Spirit charging towards him, Fang Lin gripped his Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear and engaged in battle.

On the other side, Long Zhiming, without using any weapons and relying on his peerless fists, could be said to have bulldozed his way through.

His power was extremely formidable, and in facing these Battle Spirits, he could be said to defeat them as if he were crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

But this sixtieth Battle Spirit actually gave Long Zhiming quite a tough time.

“It seems that from here on, defeating the Battle Spirits will not be so easy,” Long Zhiming said to himself. However, he had an invincible confidence, facing any opponent with great composure.

After defeating the sixtieth Battle Spirit, the sixty-first Battle Spirit that appeared already had the strength of the Spirit Vein Ninth Layer.

Upon its appearance, it caused Long Zhiming’s expression to become very grave.

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“It looks like I must employ some tactics,” Long Zhiming said as his purple battle armor began to emanate a profound glow.

This was a set of battle armor specially crafted for Long Zhiming by the Long Family, capable of nearly doubling Long Zhiming’s strength.

But the armor had another function, which was to limit the speed of Long Zhiming’s growth.

To be precise, it allowed Long Zhiming to accumulate strength steadily without prematurely unleashing his potential and talent, promoting gradual progress.

Only when Long Zhiming removed this battle armor would he truly display his full strength, unrestrained.

It could be said that with the battle armor on, Long Zhiming could exert twice his strength.

Without the armor, however, Long Zhiming could tap into endless potential.

At this moment, Long Zhiming aimed to defeat as many Battle Spirits as possible while wearing the armor.

Once he reached his limit, Long Zhiming would remove the armor and awaken his potential.

Long Zhiming harbored grand ambitions; he regarded those truly formidable Talents of the Upper Three Countries as his rivals and sought to break into the top one hundred.

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Outside, Elder Huang constantly watched the changes in the numbers on the stele, and as he saw Long Zhiming’s number hit sixty-five, the anticipation on his face grew ever more intense.

“Long Zhiming’s strength, though slightly inferior in realm compared to the record-setter of yesteryear, surpasses him in talent,” Elder Huang thought to himself.

As for Fang Lin’s number, it was stuck at fifty-eight and hadn’t moved for quite some time.

Elder Huang sighed inwardly. He was very optimistic about Fang Lin as well, but after all, Fang Lin’s realm was too low, limiting his strength. Being able to defeat over fifty Battle Spirits in one go was a precedent-setting achievement.

After all, defeating so many Battle Spirits at the Heavenly Origin realm was unprecedented in the history of Wuji Battle Temple.

Even if Fang Lin were to stop here and leave the Battle Spirit Temple now, he would still have plenty to be proud of and leave his own mark in the Wuji Battle Temple.

“Fang Lin’s number hasn’t moved for a while now; it seems he has reached his limit.”

“Defeating fifty-eight Battle Spirits is already quite fearsome.”

“Indeed, if we were to go in, we likely couldn’t even achieve half of what he did.”

“And he’s just at the Heavenly Origin realm. If he were at the Spirit Vein realm, he might not be much weaker than Long Zhiming.”

“But this time, it’s the Talent from the Long Family that shines the brightest, far beyond our reach.”

…

The crowd in the Pressure Hall all spoke, believeing that Fang Lin had reached his limit and would likely emerge shortly.

“Hmph! You all underestimate that guy Fang Lin; just this much difficulty, it’s nothing to him!” Dugu Nian said, her tone full of conviction, as though she had immense confidence in Fang Lin.

Some people looked at Dugu Nian in surprise, completely unable to understand why this girl had such great confidence in Fang Lin.

Meanwhile, inside the Battle Spirit Temple, Fang Lin was panting, wielding the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear, and had finally defeated the fifty-ninth Battle Spirit.

“Comparable to the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Vein realm, I’ve almost reached my limit. Now the real challenge begins,” Fang Lin said, his face showing a hint of solemnity, yet his eyes sparkled with a bright light.