Chapter 542: Chapter 542

Hearing Lin Chen's arrogant and domineering words, the corners of many people's mouths twitched in secret.

Among the younger generation today, only Lin Chen dared to talk to Bai Ling .

Cold light surged in Bai Ling's eyes, and a thorough killing intent emitted from him, "Lin Chen, today will be the end of your arrogance. I will make you a cripple, take away your glory, your woman, and everything."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "You're not qualified enough yet."

Bai Ling sneered, "You little bastard don't know what kind of dogshit luck you've stepped on to have mixed up to the strength of the Dan Yuan realm but do you think you can challenge me ? Let me tell you, in my eyes, you're still garbage."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying cold air emitted from Bai Ling, and the surrounding air turned instantly cold and bone-chilling.

"Lin Chen, today I will let you know, no matter how hard you struggle, you will never surpass me. Your woman is mine, your life is also mine, you are just a plaything in my hand!"

At this moment, Lin Chen felt as if the air around him had frozen, with his blood seemingly stopping its flow. Bai Ling was like a tiger that had finally bared its fangs.

"Boy, today I'll let you know the real difference between you and me!"

As the words fell, Bai Ling's robe fluttered, and the entire stage was instantly enveloped by a storm and icy frost.

The bone-chilling cold instantly covered the entire martial arts field, his strike revealing a heart-shaking power.

At this moment, Bai Ling, with an air of looking down upon all, bore an arrogant demeanor as if he controlled heaven and earth.

"Is this Bai Ling's true strength?" No one had expected Bai Ling to have become so strong.

In Bai Ling's hand, a white energy sphere kept condensing, a bone-chilling coldness gathering within it.

A white stream of icy wind, almost in the blink of an eye, enveloped Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's gaze slightly sharpened, yet he didn't retreat but instead stepped forward. To the shock of the crowd, he threw a punch.

A stream of purple-golden flame instantly smashed into the icy flow.

Where ice and fire met, the violent energy instantly swept out, creating an incredibly eerie scene throughout the martial arts field.

One half was a world of ice and snow, the other unbearably scorching.

The two pillars of light burst rapidly, and the entire martial arts field shook violently. The sky then began to drizzle.

This guy actually turned Bai Ling's Xuanbing into rainwater, he's just too strong.

This spectacular duel made everyone in the audience shout with excitement, their fiery gazes closely following the competition.

Lin Chen coldly stared at Bai Ling and smiled faintly, "Bai Ling, with just this level of skill, you're far from being able to cripple me."

Bai Ling's gaze grew darker as he was, after all, one realm higher than Lin Chen. Yet, his strike had ended in a stalemate with his opponent, which was a great humiliation for him.

"If you want to die, kid, then I'll oblige you," Bai Ling said.

A bone-chilling coldness from Bai Ling's body, with both hands raised, a violent current of coldness surged between heaven and earth, with a shimmering icy light in the air.

"What a strong aura, this momentum must be that of the high tier of the Dan Yuan realm!"

"Bai Ling's talent is monstrous. To think he has already reached the high tier of the Dan Yuan realm cultivation in such a short time."

"Lin Chen is finished. He just advanced to the Dan Yuan realm not long ago; there's no way he can be a match for Bai Ling."

The outburst of momentum from Bai Ling instantly led to waves of discussion, and many people had already concluded the outcome of the match; Lin Chen was undoubtedly doomed.

Lin Chen's gaze also hardened slightly, but he had a feeling, although Bai Ling's momentum was stronger, his aura was unstable, which meant he had also just advanced to the higher ranks of the Dan Yuan realm. Nonetheless, this Bai Ling remained the toughest opponent he had encountered.

Suddenly, Bai Ling's figure flashed, he leaped up and fiercely smashed down at Lin Chen with a bone-piercing iciness in his palm.

As Bai Ling's icy palm came crashing down, a terrifying coldness, like that of an iceberg, bore down overwhelmingly.

Such formidable momentum left many in the spectator seats utterly dumbfounded.

Lin Chen stimulated the chill within his body, his palms rolling with Purple Flame Golden Fire, he took a step forward, and struck out fiercely with his fists against Bai Ling's Xuanbing Palm.

The flames in Lin Chen's palm radiated a golden purple light as they collided with the cold ice from Bai Ling's palm.

The two figures gave no ground, with fists rolling and palms thundering, the platform above was a crisscross of figures, intertwining ice and fire shadows, startling everyone watching.

In just an instant, the two had already collided over a dozen times, and both of them were striking with lethal force, a slight misstep could result in a fatal blow from the opponent.

"The two of them are actually equally matched!"

Many among the spectators watched with barely concealed shock in their eyes.

Everyone knew that Bai Ling was stronger than Lin Chen by two levels, in their eyes, Lin Chen would quickly fall to an overwhelming power disparity within ten exchanges.

But now, Lin Chen was not falling behind at all, and only then did they realize why he was so arrogant, because he had the capital to be.

Although there was a gap between Lin Chen and Bai Ling's abilities, Lin Chen possessed spatial abilities and his Spiritual Energy seemed almost endless, all of which became his resources to contend against Bai Ling.

Zhao Xiaohua was incredibly shocked as she watched Lin Chen exchange blows with Bai Ling.

All of this felt like a dream to Zhao Xiaohua, three years ago they were just ordinary high school students, both working hard for their college entrance exams.

But ever since that encounter by the river, Lin Chen seemed to change into a different person, bringing her shock after shock.

Now, in just three short years, Lin Chen had, through his own efforts, become a powerhouse capable of contending with a Tian Jiao.

Zhao Xiaowen knew that behind this astonishing strength was the result of Lin Chen's desperate efforts.

With a muffled sound, another fierce collision between the two broke Zhao Xiaowen's train of thought.

Violent fluctuations of Spiritual Energy burst forth in the air, causing an icy rain to fall over the entire arena.

Each figure retreated more than a dozen steps before finally stabilizing their forms.

This exchange once again resulted in a draw between the two.

At this moment, everyone was in utter shock; a two-level difference yet still standing equal in such a fierce confrontation, everyone marveled at how the young man was achieving this.

On the platform, Bai Ling's face was ashen, his eyes filled with a murky darkness; he had regarded this match as nothing more than a formality, easily won, but he now realized that the youth before him was far more troublesome than he had imagined.

"Bastard, you're forcing my hand!" Bai Ling's face was expressionless, his eyes swirling with killing intent, as an icy sword with a bone-chilling coldness condensed in his hand.

With the dance of the icy sword, the chill in the air surged once again, like torrential waves, it swept out from Bai Ling at the center.

"Bai Ling is going for a kill move!"

A burst of uproar rose from the crowd, some of the Kunlun disciples even changed color dramatically, thick terror evident in their eyes.

"That's the Slaying Immortal Sword of Kunlun!"