Chapter 852 I Like Women
Chapter 852: Chapter 852: I Like Women Chapter 852: Chapter 852: I Like Women Just as Long Zhiming’s number changed to seventy-two, the great hall doors burst open.
A towering figure stepped out slowly from the Wuji Battle Temple.
All eyes sharply turned, and expressions of astonishment emerged on their faces.
It was Long Zhiming himself!
Dressed in purple battle armor, a profoundly immense aura surrounded Long Zhiming as he walked out from the Battle Spirit Temple, his expression slightly solemn.
When he emerged, he looked toward the stone tablet and, seeing the number above Fang Lin’s name, his pupils contracted slightly.
Many noticed Long Zhiming’s fists clenching in the shadows, like a fierce beast on the verge of rage.
However, immediately after, Long Zhiming’s expression returned to calm, and without uttering a word, he walked over to a golden pillar and sat down with his legs crossed.
Members of the Long Family approached, wanting to say something but not knowing quite what to speak.
Yet, they too could feel the significant change in Long Zhiming’s aura from before.
If the Long Zhiming of before was like a sheathed sharp sword, then at this moment, he was an unsheathed Divine Weapon.
“Did you make a breakthrough, big brother Zhiming?” Long Xunhai asked in surprise.
Long Zhiming shook his head, “No breakthrough, just a sizable increase in strength.”
Hearing this, the crowd was equally astonished. Long Zhiming, truly a Talent among Talents, had not advanced in realm, yet had significantly improved his strength. From the aura alone, it was palpable that Long Zhiming had grown much stronger since before entering the Battle Spirit Temple.
This was the advantage of the Battle Spirit Temple for Martial Artists: the more you could breakthrough, the more battle spirits you defeated, the more pronounced the enhancement of your own strength became.
Although Long Zhiming hadn’t broken the record, he had equaled it, and such a result was certainly astonishing.
Besides, had not Long Zhiming’s strength been so formidable, and the battle spirits he faced so shockingly powerful, there was a definite chance he could have broken the record.
“Big brother Zhiming, you still have two more chances. I believe you can surely set a new record!” the people from the Long Family comforted.
Long Zhiming nodded slightly, not uttering a word. He knew all too well that the further one progressed in the Battle Spirit Temple, the more terrifying the battle spirits one would face became.
He had defeated seventy-two battle spirits but couldn’t topple the seventy-third.
The reason was simple: that seventy-third battle spirit had reached the second layer of the Spirit Bone realm, utterly overpowering Long Zhiming.
Long Zhiming knew he couldn’t defeat this seventy-third battle spirit, so he wisely chose to exit the Battle Spirit Temple.
But because of this, he had merely equaled the record, not surpassed it.
In contrast, Fang Lin was still battling within the Battle Spirit Temple.
Even though Fang Lin had already broken the record, he was not content to just walk out; he wanted to push himself, to hasten his approach to the Spirit Vein realm.
“Still not enough?” Inside the Battle Spirit Temple, Fang Lin had expended all his strength, and the efficacy of his Break Kill Pill had also run out.
His opponent, the seventy-fourth battle spirit, remained overpoweringly strong.
This was a battle spirit akin to a first-layer Spirit Vein realm powerhouse. Fang Lin knew he couldn’t defeat him but still fought with all his might for a time.
Ultimately, Fang Lin chose to give up, sighed with a bitter smile, and walked out from the Battle Spirit Temple.
As Fang Lin appeared from the temple doors, holding his bone spear, every gaze instantly converged upon him.
One could see Fang Lin moving with the might of a dragon and the grace of a tiger. With each step, an invisible aura seemed to spread out, involuntarily inspiring a measure of awe in all who watched.
“He seems to have broken through.”
“Not just seems to have, he has broken through, to the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Origin!”
“Why does his aura feel even stronger than that of a Martial Artist with a Spirit Vein?”
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Fang Lin appeared and glanced at the numbers on the stone tablet, a smile couldn’t help but spread across his lips.
“You have broken the previous record; you can leave your name in the Wuji Battle Temple,” Elder Huang stepped forward, saying with a face full of admiration.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin was neither arrogant nor restless, but appeared quite nonchalant, as if breaking records was not something he particularly cared about.
Seeing Fang Lin’s composure, Elder Huang nodded slightly, feeling that the young man had a good temperament.
“Not bad, breaking the record,” Dugu Nian slapped Fang Lin on the shoulder and said with a grin.
Fang Lin chuckled, “You need to work hard. You only defeated a little over thirty combat spirits, not even half of what I did.”
Dugu Nian huffed, replying somewhat irritably, “That’s because I lack experience. Next time I will definitely surpass you.”
Although she said so, Dugu Nian was clear about her own capabilities; outdoing Fang Lin’s performance was practically impossible.
At this moment, however, Long Zhiming made his way toward Fang Lin.
Upon seeing this, everyone fell silent, uncertain of what was to come next; even Elder Huang gave Long Zhiming a glance, his eyebrows knitting together slightly.
Long Zhiming walked over slowly, standing in front of Fang Lin, his eyes intently focused on him, which made the atmosphere turn somewhat tense.
Dugu Nian glared at Long Zhiming, “What are you trying to do? Are you unhappy because Fang Lin has broken the record?”
Long Zhiming paid no attention to Dugu Nian’s words but instead asked, “What level of combat spirit did you encounter that finally stopped you?”
This was a question Fang Lin also wanted to ask, so he smiled faintly, “You tell me, and I’ll tell you too.”
Long Zhiming didn’t hide anything, and said, “One comparable to the second layer of Spirit Bone. What about you?”
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin was inwardly shocked, but maintained a calm exterior as he said, “The first layer of Spirit Bone.”
Hearing this, many people showed a look of realization.
Long Zhiming had encountered a second layer Spirit Bone combat spirit and had exited the Battle Spirit Temple, whereas Fang Lin was stopped by a Spirit Bone first layer spirit.
Although it seemed Long Zhiming had fared better than Fang Lin, upon further consideration, it was still Fang Lin who had come out on top.
Because Fang Lin’s realm was still at the Heavenly Origin, while Long Zhiming was a stronger practitioner with a Spirit Vein, there was an inherent disparity in their realms.
For Fang Lin to be stopped by a first layer Spirit Bone combat spirit, and Long Zhiming by a second layer, this clearly depicted Fang Lin as the more formidable one.
Although the Long Family was reluctant to accept this, it now appeared that Fang Lin’s performance in the Battle Spirit Temple was indeed superior to that of Long Zhiming.
“Very well, you are truly someone I regard highly. I’m becoming more and more interested in you,” Long Zhiming said, actually revealing a trace of a smile.
Fang Lin, however, felt a chill run down his spine, looking at Long Zhiming disdainfully, “I’m not interested in you. I like women, not men.”
No sooner had these words been spoken than the people present were struck with amazement, revealing rather peculiar expressions.
Dugu Nian immediately hooked Fang Lin’s arm, looking triumphantly at Long Zhiming, “See? Fang Lin likes me. He doesn’t have any inclinations toward the affections of the same sex.”
Long Zhiming’s mouth twitched, unwilling to even spare another glance at the two, and he turned away promptly.