Chapter 285: Madman 2 Real Identity (1/2)

Most of the times, Prince Lin San would rely on others when he couldn't deal with the opponent. After all, his task would be to tell them which one was the weakness and let them handle it if he couldn't.

But now, he had to fight alone.

Swish!

The middle aged man naturally will not allow Prince Lin San any chance to recover as he started to initiate his Qi and began to move the air around them. Wind blew and it caused the arena to start trembling.

Outside, the cultivator who was tasked to take care of the arena, felt like crying. He had been repairing that damn arena again and again.

'Why do they really love to destroy the arena, huh?'

Prince Lin San looked at the middle aged man, who was floating in the air. One of the biggest advantage of those with wind element was the fact that they could fly in the sky easily.

Other Golden Core Stage Cultivators would either have to rely on using a lot of Qi or to make sure that they have the sufficient skill.

”Die!”

Countless wind blades suddenly appeared midair towards Prince Lin San.

Prince Lin San's eyes narrowed as he stabbed his sword on the ground, destroying the arena. The rocks were forced up thanks to this move and Prince Lin San kicked them up, blocking the incoming wind blades perfectly or moving them away from his current position.

Everything was done extremely quick and Prince Lin San then moved away from his position.

”You….” The middle aged man rushed over to follow and conjured more wind blades.

However, Prince Lin San suddenly stretched his hand as dust spread in the air. It blocked the middle aged man's vision and allowed Prince Lin San to move away.

”Do you really think that mere dust can block my vision?”

Bang!

Wind spread from the middle aged man. His eyes locked onto Prince Lin San but at this moment, he noticed that Prince Lin San had disappeared.

'His presence…'

Stab!

A sword had stabbed him right on his heart from the back. Prince Lin San was already there as if he was moving through the air.

”You…”

Slash!

Without allowing him to finish speaking, Prince Lin San had taken out another sword from his left sleeve that he used to behead the middle aged man's head.

Thud!

Prince Lin San landed on the ground roughly and coughed a bit. The dust was a bit unsettling and there were some marks on his body from the fight before. However, he still managed to win the battle.

Raising his head, Prince Lin San looked at his older brother with a faint smile.

Prince Lin Yan resisted the urge to throw Prince Lin San into another battle as he nodded his head. ”I should win, right?”