From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Qing Yang Zi glanced over at Hun Yen Kun.

Without hesitation, Hun Yen Kun pointed at Lin Fan.

He was the best candidate for the deciding match.

Zhang Xi and Ho Ming needed to conserve their Qi for what was to come.

"Your majesty, I nominate Lin Fan as our competitor for the final match."

Qing Yang Zi turned and replied to the Emperor.

Low Qiang quickly followed up and said, "Your majesty, our nomination is Jiu Shu."

"Great, then let's begin. I can't wait to know the outcome."

The Emperor motioned for the chief eunuch to arrange for the final match.

Everyone in the spectators was surprised when they heard Lin Fan nominated as the candidate.

To think that a day ago, they thought he was just a nobody.

And now before their eyes, the Qing Feng sect was making their bet on Lin Fan.

The other sect masters took note of Lin Fan's name; if he won, they'd better pay attention to him in the future.

Lin Fan, however, was excited for other reasons.

He was eager to earn more vengeance points, and he had a lot of anger to vent on the Storm Fist Thunder Sect.@@novelbin@@

No one would walk away without paying a price for inflicting pain on his senior martial sister, Zhang Xi.

Ho Ming and Zhang Xi came up to Lin Fan, asking whether he needed anything.

He shook his head and took a glance at Zhang Xi's neck.

Even though it was fully recovered now, blood stains on her robe could still be seen.

"As Mr. Wolf's friend, I shall make sure they pay for bullying Miss Rabbit's friend."

Lin Fan said as he headed for the sparring area.

Zhang Xi looked on at his back, realizing how much Lin Fan had grown since he joined the Physique Peak.

"Final match. Whoever wins shall win the tournament!" the Judge shouted.

The spectators watched with anticipation.

They knew what it meant to win the tournament.

All the resources that the winner would get would decide how powerful a sect becomes.

Some bit their lips as it was too much for them to bear as they looked on.

Silence ensued.

Screech.

An eagle soared across the sky as it went hunting for prey.

When Lin Fan stepped into the sparring area, his opponent was already there.

Jiu Shu was at Core Formation Level.

He was a middle-aged man in bright yellow robes and had a Peach wood sword in his hand.

His eyebrows had curiously grown and merged like a horizontal line above his eyes.

Lin Fan was perturbed as he didn't look like someone from Storm Fist Thunder Sect.

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He would make him pay.

When Jiu Shu stared at Lin Fan, a familiar sound erupted in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Detected soul with malevolent intent incoming!]

[Terminate person with malevolent intent for 230 vengeance points.]

"Match begins on my count: one, two and three! Begin!" the judge shouted.

Lin Fan wasted no time and took out his hammers from the toad statue.

Dang!

He banged the hammers together.

Jiu Shu shook his head vigorously, trying to get the pain out of his head.

The very next moment, Lin Fan was in front of him, and all Jiu Shu could hear was a loud muted thud as Lin Fan's hammer went at his neck.

"Argh."

The blow made Jiu Shu tumble on the ground, kicking up the dirt as he went by.

Not letting him get up, Lin Fan lunged at Jiu Shu and swung his hammers down onto him.

Jiu Shu quickly kicked at Lin Fan's legs and made use of the rebounding force to slide away.

Boom.

A small pit appeared under Lin Fan's hammers.

The force from his strike was huge enough to do that.

The spectators couldn't believe what they saw.

It was a one-sided match, and Jiu Shu seemed to not have any way to retaliate.

Not letting Lin Fan follow up, Jiu Shu quickly stood up, bit his finger, and wiped his blood onto his Peach Wood Sword.

The Peach Wood Sword glowed bright red, making Jiu Shu's face look like a red devil.

It must be a precious artifact, Lin Fan thought.

Lin Fan lunged at Jiu Shu again, swinging his hammers at Jiu Shu's neck again.

Dang.

To Lin Fan's surprise, Jiu Shu blocked with his Peach Wood Sword, with one hand on the handle and the other on the tip of the sword.

The sword bent but didn't break.

Jiu Shu pushed with his palm on the sword, and it rebounded back into a straight sword.

The force was enough to push Lin Fan back a step.

Slash.

Jiu Shu then slashed at Lin Fan's wrist, trying to make him drop his hammers.

Splatter.

Lin Fan didn't even dodge, used one of his hammers and hit Jiu Shu on his head.

Dang!

The impact sent Lin Fan's Qi into Jiu Shu's head, making him groggy instantly.

Jiu Shu knew he had to get away, so he leaped back.

The spectators gasped as Lin Fan held up his hand and the wound on his wrist closed up.

A Physique Cultivator.

How could they have forgotten that Lin Fan was one?

They secretly prayed for Jiu Shu as they saw no way that he could win.

But when they looked at Jiu Shu, he was getting ready for his strike and not giving up.

Jiu Shu held his sword up and the red glow grew larger and engulfed him.

He then thrust his sword at Lin Fan.

Howl.

The red glow turned into two parts in the form of ghostly figures.

Lin Fan could feel the Yin Qi encroaching from the ghostly figures when they came nearer to him.

He quickly injected Qi into his right hammer and released the illuminated Ember Wolf.

The Ember Wolf, glowing with heat and fire, lunged at the ghostly figures.

One of the ghostly figures got bitten by the Ember Wolf and burst into the air.

Sending the Yin Qi to the surroundings.

The other ghostly figure came for Lin Fan, but he swiped the other hammer at it.

The illuminated Frost Fang Ice Tiger went at the remaining ghostly figure.

Both Yin Qi collided and froze into an ice statue.

Lin Fan broke through the ice statue and got in front of Jiu Shu.

He bashed his hammers at Jiu Shu's neck again.

Thud.

"Argh!"

It hit and Jiu Shu let out a loud cry with his Peach Wood Sword dropping to the ground.

Jiu Shu, however, endured the pain and grabbed onto Lin Fan's arms.

Slowly, Lin Fan could see Jiu Shu's fingers turning black as he tried to scratch Lin Fan's skin with his sharp nails.

Lin Fan took a glance at Jiu Shu's face.

Jiu Shu's face was now also turning black and his teeth were growing long into sharp fangs.