Rise Against Desperation

"If it was a Heaven Ranked Martial Technique like this, no one would have learned it. This is too embarrassing."    

"That's right, if Lord Fatty is a heaven-step martial art, then only you, Lord Fatty, can practice it."    

What he said was absolutely correct. With Lin Dong's thin physique, he could only roll on the ground. Normal people really wouldn't be able to do it.    

Looking at the broken clothes around him, all that was left was his crotch. He knew he couldn't roll down here anymore, otherwise he would lose his underwear.    

After dodging the flying stones and sand, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, thin Lin slowly bent his body. As long as he was a martial artist, he would be able to tell that it was a carp fighting straight up.    

Under the incredulous gaze of the crowd, he actually stood up straight, looking at Lin Nantian with provocation.    

Lin Nan Tian's expression was extremely gloomy. He looked at the fatty in front of him with a face full of anger. All these years, he had rarely suffered a loss. Today, he had lost too much face in front of this fatty.    

"Lin Nantian, I was rolling around just to test out my movement technique. It seems that I'm not inferior to your Wind Stepping Steps."    

His torn clothes could not stop him from boasting. Then, he patted the rock dust on his hands and stroked his curly hair with his right hand.    

With the most handsome face in the world, I raised two curved eyebrows at Lin Nantian.    

"You are courting death."    

The might of the flying sand stone was now even stronger. If its body was in the center of the range, even if it was sliced by a strand of wind, it would still have its flesh cut open.    

"This move of yours is no longer effective. I told you that the previous time was just to test out my movement technique."    

As he saw Lin Nan Tian closing in on him, and then glancing at the hurricane surrounding Lin Nan Tian, Lin Hai stretched out his hands and pressed forward.    

Only God knew what this fatty was planning. Lin Nantian was the first to make the first move. The spear flew towards thin Lin. Waves of violent wind tore apart the surrounding rocky ground.    

The ground around Lin Fan was covered in scratches, as if a hard sword had cut through the dirt.    

However, Lin Fan was safe and sound. Because of the golden wall of light surrounding him, he had been able to block out these attacks.    

This scene caused Lin Shan to smile.    

"The Lin Clan has many talents in their generation. Not bad, not bad."    

Although the fatty's appearance was ordinary, this move really did stun him.    

The Lin Family elders also revealed smiles. It was clear that they were satisfied with Lin Fan's resistance.    

Below the stage, all the core disciples were shocked.    

The servants and outer sect disciples did not dare to mock them anymore. They had seen Lin Caixuan using a similar screen of light, but it was not as substantial as the thin Lin one.    

"I didn't expect Lord Fatty to be so good."    

"After all, to be able to reach the peak of the Fighter realm at such a young age, he is definitely not mediocre."    

Towards all the praises, Lin Fan's thin eyes no longer saw them. He touched the curly hair on his head with a look of satisfaction.    

Even Lin Caixuan revealed a surprised expression. She had clearly been stunned by this move of Lin Skinny's.    

If one were to say who had the ugliest expression, it would be none other than Lin Nan Tian, who was facing off against thin Lin.    

He took a few steps back and distanced himself from the skinny Lin.    

Looking at the solidified golden wall of light, his face turned gloomy, "I didn't expect that you would be able to cultivate the Iron Cliff Skill to the Great Perfection Stage."    

"I've already said this before. The reason why I let you chase after me is just to test out my movement technique. I'm so tired."    

Skinny Lin, who had retracted his golden wall of light, had his hands behind his back, revealing his true colors as an expert. His chin was tilted upwards as he looked at Lin Nantian with a haughty expression.    

Even if he was shorter than Lin Nantian, it wouldn't be able to stop him from raising his head.    

"I need a lot of heaven and earth treasures to cultivate the Iron Cliff Skill to the Great Perfection Stage. Where did you get this from?" Lin Nantian's eyes revealed a greedy look as he stared at Lin Mu.    

"Why did I tell you?"    

Lin Fan curled his lips, not putting Lin Nantian in his eyes at all.    

"No wonder the sand and stones couldn't harm your body." After resolving his doubts, Lin Nan Tian retrieved the flying sand and flying stones, and the scene became quiet.    

"Why can't you break my defense? You're admitting defeat?"    

A martial artist at the peak of martial arts could practice the Iron Cliff Skill to the great perfection stage, which meant that the martial artist at the Xiantian realm was invincible. Lin Fan chuckled as he asked.    

"You are not qualified. Withdraw this move. It is just that you do not want to waste any useless martial energy."    

Lin Nantian held the spear in his right hand and formed a seal with his left hand. A dense and condensed martial energy covered the spear's body, making it seem as if the spear blade was even sharper and more powerful.    

Facing Lin Nantian's gathering, Lin Skinny took the initiative to attack.    

The Great Perfection Stage of the Iron Cliff Skill could make his body as solid as iron, and the power of his Three Step Inch Fist would be even more violent.    

"Pu pu pu."    

He punched Lin Nan Tian again and again, and the last punch was accompanied by a sonic boom as it went straight for Lin Nan Tian's head.    

Lin Nantian stepped on his Wind Walk and took two steps back. He used his left hand to prop up Iron Cliff's light barrier to block this fist.    

Although it was not comparable to Lin Skinny's Iron Melting Fist, its defense was also amazing. Very few martial artists and below were able to break through it. However, Lin Skinny was not one of them.    

BOOM!    

A fist passed through the Iron Cliff Skill and turned into a martial air before dissipating. Lin Nantian was not surprised by his punch breaking the Iron Cliff Skill.    

A smile appeared on his face, "Stopping you for a moment is enough. My cultivation level is not high enough, I need to gather my potential to release the Frenzied Billowing Spear Art."    

The lovestruck young girl below the stage let out a shrill cry, "Wah, as expected of Senior Brother Lin Nantian, everything is under your control."    

"Not bad, not bad. Although Lord Fatty is powerful, he is still quite far from senior brother Lin Nantian."    

"Lord Fatty is about to lose. Let's see if he can still touch his hair."    

Faced with the chattering from the audience, Fatty hurriedly pulled out his right hand and made a face at the young girl before stroking his head of curly hair.    

The sound of vomiting resounded from below the stage.    

Lin Nan Tian's eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Lin Dong, who was so thin and still didn't seem to take him seriously.    

"The third move of the Frenzied Billowing Spear Art, Unstoppable."    

As the long spear was swung, it produced a sound like it was breaking bamboo. As the thick Martial Qi flowed through the air, it created a cloud of dust.    

As he swung and hacked, even if the spear tip did not touch the ground, the martial air could still shatter the rocky ground, causing a large hole to appear.    

Facing such power, Lin Dong did not dare to be careless. He hurriedly used the Iron Cliff Technique to block it.    

"This is bad!" Seeing the sneer on Lin Nantian's face, thin Lin realized he had used the wrong move. He should have dodged his attack.    

"Fortunately, you managed to use the Iron Cliff Technique. Otherwise, it would have been truly difficult for me to defeat you, or even kill you."    

His words were heard only by him. Looking at the third style of the Tempest Spear Technique, which was stronger than the first style, Lin Si's face was full of seriousness.    

Lin Nantian rose into the air, the tip of his spear glowing with a faint white light. This was a sign that he was about to break through all expectations.    

In the air, Lin Nantian turned around and pointed his spear at the wall of light. Its power was astonishing, bringing about bursts of fire.    

Bang bang bang bang.    

There was no way for Lin Fan to dodge. The lance pierced through his right shoulder, causing blood to spurt out. If it wasn't for the fact that he was rolling on the ground now, his heart would have been pierced.