337: Chapter 337 The terrifying combat skills of the ancestral spirit!

"Hiss!"

"Is this that Ancient Battlefield?"

"What kind of battle could it have been to dye an entire continent red?"

"So brutal! Did our Wushan Seat really experience such a battle?"

"Not sure. Perhaps the history is too ancient. It might not be recorded in the Wushan Seat's annals?"

"Are Li Fan and the others going to fight ancestors who participated in that battle? Can they really have any chance of winning?"

"If you'd asked me before, I'd say they had a great chance. But now... I'm not so sure."

"Having been tempered by such a terrifying battle, these ancestors probably aim to kill with every single move. If these Contestants aren't careful, they absolutely risk falling!"

...

In the main broadcast channel, the voices of the Wushan Seat Public rose slowly, filled with awe as they watched the scene on the Ancient Battlefield.

And just as the public was marveling...

Streams of light, like a meteor shower, began flashing across the spacecraft.

Similar to the scene at the start of the third stage.

This was the sight of the Contestants being teleported onto the continent.

The fourth stage of the Wushan Seat Inheritance Competition had begun!

And soon after...

Following the omniscient perspective feed for the Wushan Seat Public...

Contestants began clashing with several spirits forged from the will of ancestors.

However, the situation that unfolded was something no one among the public had anticipated.

Their aura levels and cultivation realms were clearly similar.

Yet, facing these spirits, these Contestants were defeated in the first exchange. Those with good luck escaped with severe injuries. Those with bad luck had their vital points struck within a single move, falling on the spot—extremely terrifying!

This horrifying scene genuinely made everyone's scalps tingle.

Every move and stance of these spirits appeared simple, unadorned, yet each was lethal, each aimed directly at fatal weaknesses. Exposing any flaw carried the risk of falling.

And most terrifyingly, these spirits basically fought using tactics of trading injury for injury, injury for life.

Not only were their combat abilities super strong, they were also completely fearless of death!

Where's the logic in that?

The reason for this situation was quite easy to understand.

These spirits possessed the combat will of those ancestors. And those ancestors had each fought amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Their combat skills completely overwhelmed these participating Contestants, who probably hadn't experienced life-or-death battles more than ten times in their entire lives. Wouldn't that be effortless?

Therefore...

It could be seen...

Many Contestants who were originally brimming with confidence and had no plans to team up were now, after a few battles, starting to seek out partners to form teams.

And many Contestants with average strength, who originally just wanted to scrape by for a ranking, were now avoiding battle whenever possible, with survival as their sole goal!

At this moment...

The public seemed to finally understand why the rules restricted Contestants from snatching points from each other.

Each Contestant was barely managing on their own. How could they possibly have the mind to snatch points?

Of course...

There were also Contestants who were extremely steady, even thriving like fish in water on this battlefield.

For example, Li Fan!

Li Fan was currently teleported to a corner in the eastern part of the continent. At a glance, the land was flat and open, without a single piece of cover. All around was an endless, boundless Desert. The spirits within the Desert and the bizarre ferocious beasts lurking in the corners came in waves, dense and numerous.

An ordinary Contestant facing this situation would surely despair.

But this was Li Fan!

Facing these spirits and ferocious beasts, Li Fan was like a terrifying meat grinder, taking them down with one punch each, sometimes even a whole string with one punch.

Even when those spirits attacked his vital points, they couldn't even break through his defense.

Here, Li Fan was like an invincible god of war, unstoppable!

For other Contestants here, it was a life-or-death situation.

But for Li Fan here, it was practically a Welfare Bureau (favorable situation / freebie round)!

"Li Fan!"

"It has to be Li Fan!"

"So this is Li Fan?! It feels like his strength has grown again in these two months!"

"Li Fan is about to go on a rampage!"

"This is really absurd! Why are these spirits as fragile as paper before Li Fan?"

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In the main broadcast channel, when the Wushan Seat Public saw Li Fan's combat footage, each and every one of them couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath of cold air.

But upon careful thought, since this was Li Fan, everything seemed reasonable again.

"So this is that Li Fan you mentioned? His strength is indeed impressive!"

"It's just that his combat skills are still somewhat crude. He's winning purely by raw power. But for someone in his early twenties, he's already considered outstanding among his peers."

Inside the Wushan Seat Branch, Jiang Ling looked at Li Fan on the screen and couldn't help but offer an evaluation, his face full of appreciation.

Ai Xin, standing beside him, did not refute this.

She highly recognized both Li Fan's talent and strength. She even recognized his combat skills.

The reason Jiang Ling said they were somewhat crude was that the comparison was being made against those battle-hardened ancestors.

It was no exaggeration to say that even she and Jiang Ling, solely in terms of combat skills, were only about thirty to forty percent stronger than these ancestral spirits, let alone Li Fan.

And this was fortunate because they were only spirits, with incomplete combat will. If those ancestors appeared before them in their complete forms, even the two of them would likely be far inferior in combat skills.

And in truth, regarding this...

Li Fan, who was on the battlefield, also felt this deeply.

"It's fortunate these spirits aren't very strong in terms of power. Otherwise, things could have gotten really bad."

After shattering one of the spirits, Li Fan's expression involuntarily turned grave.

Up to now...

These spirits had already closed in on him dozens of times and attacked his vital points.

If not for his formidable defensive capabilities, he would have either died or been severely wounded!

There was no helping it.

The moves of these spirits were both fierce and bizarre. He completely couldn't predict how they would leave a wound on him in the next second.

This was even more terrifying than many so-called secret techniques!

"Perhaps... I can learn something from these spirits?!"

At this moment...

This idea suddenly popped into Li Fan's mind.

Every single spirit here possessed combat skills far surpassing his own.

If he could use these spirits as learning targets...

Then it would be equivalent to having a large group of teachers, and a large group of Sparring Partners!

For Li Fan, this was practically no different from a treasure trove.

No sooner said than done.

Li Fan immediately calmed his mind and began searching for his next learning target.

And since he wanted to learn, he naturally couldn't shatter his opponent with one punch like before. So, Li Fan deliberately suppressed his strength.

The effect of this, in the eyes of the Wushan Seat Public, undoubtedly gave them the impression that these spirits had become so strong that even Li Fan couldn't instantly kill them.