Chapter 885 The Ghost That Doesnt Dissipate

Chapter 885: Chapter 885: The Ghost That Doesn’t Dissipate Chapter 885: Chapter 885: The Ghost That Doesn’t Dissipate “How could this be?” Everyone in the hall was shocked, and several people quickly helped Ying Li up, making him swallow a few healing pills.

“I lost!” Ying Li said through gritted teeth; failure was something difficult for someone like him to accept.

None of the people present had expected Ying Li to lose; it was simply unbelievable because they had such confidence in Ying Li’s strength that the people in the hall didn’t even pay attention to the projection.

Outside the hall, many martial artists saw everything that happened in the separate space, causing a stir.

“Did Brother Ying Li actually lose to a Spirit Vein First Layer martial artist?”

“That person’s physical body is so strong, not as good as Brother Ying Li’s, but still very extraordinary!”

“Who is this kid? I’ve never seen him before!”

“However, Brother Ying Li lost too unjustly, the opponent’s artifact was terrifying.”

“What a pity Brother Ying Li didn’t get to use his artifact, otherwise he might not have lost.”

“Alas, the outcome has been decided. I hope Brother Ying Li can adjust his mindset.”

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Fang Lin returned to the North Town Hall and glanced at the Talent Rankings, noticing his rank had risen considerably, directly entering the top three hundred, and he was not far from entering the top two hundred either.

Just by defeating one opponent, he had such a significant climb in rank, indicating that Ying Li must have been ranked very high before, making Fang Lin’s victory over him more convincing than defeating an ordinary talent.

Fang Lin looked at the Talent Rankings again and found Ying Li’s name, realizing he was only ranked a little over one hundred.

“Ying Li is at the Ninth Layer of Spirit Vein, and his strength is so formidable, yet he can only rank a little over one hundred? Are those ahead of him all at the Spirit Bone realm?” Fang Lin couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

Having defeated Ying Li, Fang Lin could almost gauge the strength of the people at different levels on the Talent Rankings.

Someone as powerful as Ying Li could only rank a little over one hundred, which meant there were many more people stronger than Ying Li in the battles of the talents from the Nine Countries, at least several dozen.

Fang Lin’s own strength was already very much pressed against Ying Li, and without relying on artifacts, he definitely was not his match.

While Fang Lin could sweep ordinary Spirit Vein martial artists, facing top contenders like Ying Li revealed that Fang Lin’s strength was still somewhat lacking.

After all, true talents possess the ability to challenge beyond their level, and Fang Lin’s cultivation was still too low.

“It seems that after the second phase ends, I will need to refine a batch of pills to further increase my cultivation level,” Fang Lin said to himself.

So far, Fang Lin had not lost a single battle, but in the last few days of the second phase, he faced extremely tough opponents, using all his strength and even his artifacts to defeat them.

Of course, Fang Lin’s true trump cards had not been revealed, like the ancient war spear and the blood-colored longsword had hardly been used.

Only The Ancient Lamp of Flame God was used more frequently, but that was out of necessity; the opponents he faced in the last few days were all exceptional, either Eighth Layer or Ninth Layer of Spirit Vein, skilled in martial arts, and possessing many artifacts.

If Fang Lin didn’t use The Ancient Lamp of Flame God, he would have undoubtedly lost several matches in those last few days.

Winning with artifacts may not be the most honorable, but in the battles of the talents from the Nine Countries, there were no restrictions on such things, be it pills, artifacts, secret skills, or anything else.

On the final day, Fang Lin stepped into the independent space, where he encountered his last opponent of the second stage.

With a flash of light, a man with a stern face appeared.

As soon as the man appeared, his gaze turned toward Fang Lin, instantly revealing ferocity and hostility.

“Fang Lin! It’s actually you!” the man exclaimed, recognizing Fang Lin.

Fang Lin did not recognize him, but the fact that the man knew him and the unfriendly expression on his face suggested that he was more likely an enemy than a friend.

“Who are you?” Fang Lin asked, his attitude none too friendly either.

The man sneered, “I am of the Ling Family. I never expected to encounter you on the last day; what luck.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin rolled his eyes, clearly impatient, “Another from the Ling Family? Can’t your lot just stay away?”

The man from the Ling Family huffed, his eyes full of enmity, “Fang Lin, you have the gall to insult my Ling Family, and today you will pay the price for your arrogance!”

Fang Lin picked at his ear, “I’ve heard this so many times already. Even Ling Haoyang couldn’t kill me, so what are you worth?”

“Hmph! Do you think that just because you’re cozy with the Long Family, my Ling Family won’t dare to move against you? Besides, the Long Family won’t really protect you. My Ling Family has ways to make it so you can’t take a step in the Nine Countries without difficulty,” the Ling Family man said viciously, his eyes dark and stormy.

Fang Lin waved dismissively, “If you’re done talking, then just make your move. I’m getting sleepy listening to you.”

The man from the Ling Family gritted his teeth. He too was a junior member of the Ling Family, of the same generation as Ling Haoyang, and yet Fang Lin showed him no respect at all. How could he bear such contempt?

“To death with you!” the Ling Family man bellowed, his movement fast and forceful like thunder, hands reaching forward with a chilling coldness billowing from his palms.

With that move, Fang Lin knew the man’s power; the coldness was so pervasive, it seemed to seep into every pore, making Fang Lin’s entire body ache as if his bones were about to freeze solid.

Fang Lin immediately circulated the power of his blood and Inner Strength surged out, dispelling the cold energy.

Seeing the Ling Family man attack, Fang Lin drew out his Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear and held it horizontally in front of him.

Bang! Bang!

The Ling Family man’s palms struck the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear, and a wave of coldness spread, making it hard for Fang Lin to maintain his grip on the spear; the whole shaft became icy cold as if it could freeze a person’s hands solid.

Fang Lin immediately retreated, using his Inner Strength to neutralize the cold, but it was not very effective. The cold energy was exceptionally strong, enough to freeze a treasure like the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear.

Clearly, the man from the Ling Family had cultivated a formidable Yin Soft Martial Arts technique, allowing him to wield such potent cold energy.

“How does it feel, having your flesh invaded by cold energy? Uncomfortable, isn’t it?” The Ling Family man said with a cold smile, appearing somewhat pleased with himself.

Fang Lin assessed his condition and did indeed feel cold energy seeping into his body. Yet his own vitality was strong, and this cold energy would not really cause him harm.

But the man’s strength was giving Fang Lin a headache. Not just the chilling energy, but his cultivation level was enough to trouble Fang Lin severely.

“Sigh, since you are from the Ling Family, there’s no need for pretenses. Let’s bring out the big guns,” Fang Lin said, and without another word, he pulled out The Ancient Lamp of Flame God.

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