Chapter 188 (1/2)

Inadvertently Invincible Chapter 188 Let’s Just Forget It.

Silence!

The disciples in the audience were stunned.

Those who were shouting “Mo Hao is awesome” suddenly became quite.

They didn’t expect this would happen.

Was that a lightning bolt?

What did just happened?

Wasn’t the sword being swung strong enough? The chance of winning was in front of his eyes; how could it disappear in the blink of an eye?

They just wanted to show the disciples of the Greatest Martial Sect how powerful Ancient Immortal Holy Sect was.

But the current situation.

Turned out pretty bad.

Gong Mo wasn’t surprised about the result, but he didn’t expect that they would lose this fast.

At this moment.

Lin Fan saw this fellow cultivator was still surprised as if he just suffered a major blow and couldn’t do anything about it, “Fellow cultivator Mo, your sword mystic art is amazing, it’s quite rare to see a mystic art like that.”

Lin Fan was trying to comfort him. He didn’t want Mo Hao to feel desperate.

“What you mean is that it’s rare to see it got defeated by a single attack, is that right?” It was hard for Mo Hao to accept it. The feeling of being defeated was nothing compared to the fact that he didn’t have any chance to fight back.

With so many disciples watching.

It was humiliating.

Embarrassing!

Lin Fan was quite helpless. What Mo Hao said was right, and now he didn’t know what more he could do to comfort Mo Hao.

“Elder Gong, the sparring is over. The disciples of the Ancient Immortal Holy Sect were extremely strong. I’ve learned my lesson from them, so there’s no need to continue with another sparring.” Lin Fan wanted to retreat. What was the point of being in the competition when you couldn’t kill your opponent? Isn’t it better to be in the audience, you can enjoy the competition while laughing when something funny happened.

Because when you go on stage as an outsider and compete with others.

It wouldn’t be good if you lose.

But if you won and humiliated the disciple of Ancient Immortal Holy Sect, how troublesome would that be? So, why bother to participate?

It would be fine if Lin Fan didn’t say what he just said.

But now things had already been complicated.

Everyone felt there was a problem with what he said.

Experienced.

Outstanding strength.

Was that consolations because we were losing? Or it was a slap in the face?

It was impossible not to compete anymore.

The lost face must be taken back.

Gong Mo said, “Fellow cultivator Lin doesn’t have to be so humble. It is time to let the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Holy Sect know there’s someone else out there who is more powerful than them. There is another sky beyond the sky. An opportunity like this is quite rare. It would be great if fellow cultivator Lin can give more guidance to the disciples here.”

Lin Fan sighed helplessly.

This clearly meant that another disciple of the Ancient Immortal Holy Sect would be beaten up.

What the hell was he thinking?

The disciples in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

“Let me ask for some guidance.” Suddenly, a figure came from afar, extremely fast, like he was pulling out a long shadow.

You can tell at first glance that he was not an ordinary person.

“Brother Jin has made a move.”

“It seems that this sparring will determine who is the winner and the loser. Brother Jin’s has reached the multicolor of the Golden Stage with his strong qi and weird fruits that he accidentally swallowed. He can be considered as invincible to the other Golden Stage cultivator.”

“Hoo! Brother Jin is trying to bring back a game for our Ancient Immortal Holy Sect.”

“Yes, this is sacred ground. It would be such a humiliation if we lost to disciple from other sects.”

The man stood before Lin Fan now had some status in Ancient Immortal Holy Sect. He was the posthumous Sage Son. One more step into the Origin Stage, and he would become a Sage.

Although he was only in the Golden Stage, but with his strong qi, he would still be able to work around even when he encountered a Sage.

“Fellow cultivator Lin, my name is Jin Miao. I came to ask for guidance.” Jin Miao was a handsome man with an extraordinary aura. Judging from his slightly bulging robe, his cultivation technique was indeed very powerful.

Lin Fan said, “Let’s just show our power; there is no need to hurt each other.”

Jin Miao knew that Lin Fan was not weak; his cultivation was also high. He couldn’t underestimate him.

At this moment, he was not fighting for himself, but for the Ancient Immortal Holy Sect.

If he lost, it would be such a humiliation.

“Go for it, Brother Jin.”

“Brother Jin, the face of Ancient Immortal Holy Sect depends on you.”

The disciples shouted.

After they saw how Mo Hao got defeated, they knew that ordinary disciples were no match for Lin Fan.

As the disciples were cheering up for him, Jin Miao started to feel his power arisen, and his qi could no longer cover up the outburst.

Just then.

Jin Miao’s fingers were turning into claws, grabbing towards Lin Fan. The strong qi shook the space. An imaginary fire phoenix descended from the sky as the burning claws were going to crush the target.

“Fire Phoenix, that is good mystic art.” Lin Fan smiled.

Suddenly, Lin Fan cast the Nine Dragon Invincible Fist Mystic Art. The nine golden dragons roared and wrapped around his body. Its extremely powerful fits came out. It was already cultivated to the highest level, so it couldn’t be underestimated.

“That kid is powerful, who passed him the Nine Dragon Invincible Fist?” Ao Wudi narrowed his eyes and said to himself as he witnessed the battle below.

The Phoenix roared.

The nine golden dragons wrapped around and crashed away.

Bang!

An astonishing roar could be heard throughout the world.

“How could this happened?”

Jin Miao felt the terrifying power enveloping him. His feet were trembling as he stepped back and held the edge of the ring to support himself.

With only one move, they could already see who the winner and the looser were.

“Fellow cultivator Jin, the sparring is over. The winner had been determined.” Lin Fan cupped his fist and said. Lin Fan didn’t use a lot of qi; if he did, Jin Miao might have been flown out of the ring and vomited blood.

The surrounding became quite.

There was a fire burning in Jin Miao’s hearts as he looked at the expressions of his brothers and sisters.”It’s not over yet, I’m still on the ring, and I am not going to hold back anymore.”

Jin Miao couldn’t accept it.

He thought that he could come around and suppress Lin Fan to save the Ancient Immortal Holy Sect from humiliation, but looking at the situation right now, it was way different from what he thought.

He had Fire Spirit Root, and he practiced the Fire Cultivation Technique.

Suddenly.

The golden core inside Jin Miao’s body spinning rapidly. The qi poured out, pinching his fingerprints and showing some kind of astonishing hand seal.