章節 988: Arrival of the Ninth King

However, it didn't matter how freakish Ling Han was. After all, one's cultivation level limited how powerful they could become.

Under Zhao Lun's powerful and relentless attacks, Ling Han could only be sent flying by slashes, palm strikes, and kicks. However, what made the spectators' heads go numb was the fact that Ling Han was still alive and kicking after taking all those strikes head on! At most, he had only bled a little more than before.

This caused Sha Yuan to also itch with eagerness. If he could obtain such a formidable physique, would becoming invincible in his tier still be a mere dream? Would he still allow Zhao Lun to enjoy the title of number one prodigy by himself?

He secretly decided that he would rush over no matter what if Zhao Lun managed to kill Ling Han. He would cut in before Zhao Lun, then pluck Ling Han's soul and obtain his incredible secret!

Now, however, he would let Zhao Lun be that evil person who killed Ling Han.