Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

The atmosphere at the preliminary rounds of the sect competition was like a volcano about to erupt, with tense and fervent emotions churning and surging in the air like molten lava. People from all walks of life gathered together like a surging tide, each harboring a heart burning with a desire for victory that seemed capable of melting the heavens and earth.

The duel between Jun Luochuan and Lin Feng undoubtedly became the most dazzling highlight of this preliminary round. On the wide arena, they clashed back and forth like two shooting stars colliding fiercely, their magical lights intertwining and crisscrossing, as dazzling and magnificent as fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Lin Feng unleashed a powerful and thunderous fist technique, each punch accompanied by a sharp, whistling sound, seemingly capable of tearing the air apart. The force of his punches surged like a raging torrent, wave after wave, sweeping towards Jun Luochuan. Jun Luochuan, however, moved with the agility of the wind, as nimble and swift as a phantom in the night, dodging Lin Feng's storm of attacks with dazzling footwork. At the same time, spells coalesced in his hands, twinkling like brilliant stars, awaiting the opportune moment to launch a fatal counterattack.

"Lin Feng, is this all the meager skill you have? Have you run out of ideas?" Jun Luochuan's lips curled up, and that provocative smile was like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely at Lin Feng's pride.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, and roared, "Jun Luochuan, stop being so arrogant here! Today I will show you my power!" His voice was like a roaring lion, deafening.

After saying that, Lin Feng's attack became even more ferocious. His figure was like a violent tornado, sweeping over with overwhelming force, giving Jun Luochuan not even a moment's respite.

Jun Luochuan chuckled inwardly, as if watching a trapped beast make its final struggle: "Such a desperate attack, I'll see how long you can hold out." He remained calm and composed, like a bottomless abyss, skillfully deflecting Lin Feng's wave after wave of surging attacks. Every dodge and counterattack was perfectly timed, like a seasoned general commanding with unwavering composure.

At this moment, the audience below the stage was completely captivated by this spectacular showdown. Their eyes were drawn to it like a magnet, unable to look away even for a second. At times, they cheered for Jun Luochuan's skillful evasions, which were as graceful as walking on water, their cheers like surging waves, one higher than the next; at other times, they marveled at Lin Feng's unparalleled and powerful attacks, their exclamations like thunderclaps, shaking the very core of their being.

"These two are incredibly strong! They're evenly matched, truly a battle of equals!"

"It's so nerve-wracking and exciting to wonder who will ultimately win!"

In the crowd, Su Yao was as tense as a taut bowstring, her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her eyes were fixed on the ring, as if afraid of missing a single moment, and she kept repeating, "Jun Luochuan, go for it! You can win! You're the best!" Her voice was soft, but it was full of unwavering belief and endless expectation.

On the arena, Jun Luochuan seized the opportunity, deftly dodging Lin Feng's powerful punch with the agility of a swallow. Immediately afterward, a flash of magic light appeared in his hand, and an incomparably powerful energy burst forth, like a cannonball, blasting swiftly towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was unable to dodge in time and was knocked back several steps by this overwhelming energy, staggering and almost falling.

"Haha, Lin Feng, now it's my turn to fight back! Take this!" Jun Luochuan laughed loudly, his laughter bold and unrestrained, full of confidence and domineering spirit.

Lin Feng steadied himself, his eyes revealing a fierce glint like a wild wolf, and charged forward once again like an arrow released from a bow.

The battle between the two entered a fierce, life-or-death struggle. The intense clash of magic and martial arts caused the entire arena to tremble violently, as if it could not withstand this earth-shattering power.

Jun Luochuan's forehead was slightly sweaty, the beads of sweat rolling down like glistening pearls, but his eyes remained as firm as a rock, showing no sign of backing down. Lin Feng, on the other hand, was panting heavily, like a bellows, but his stubborn eyes still refused to give up, determined to fight Jun Luochuan to the death.

Just when everyone thought the thrilling battle was nearing its end and about to become a stalemate, Jun Luochuan suddenly erupted like an awakened lion, unleashing a mysterious and powerful spell. Instantly, a brilliant light shone forth, like a dazzling sun rising, enveloping Lin Feng entirely...

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