Lin Xuan paid no attention to this.
Before him, the energy points on the virtual attribute panel had increased once again.
He gave a slight nod.
The reason he had made his assertion was precisely to harvest a wave of energy points in the process.
And the reason he could make such an accurate judgment was that he had detected the subtle shifts in the auras of Wu Xin and Chen Feng.
Having cultivated the *Golden Scale Barbarian Elephant Art* to a minor level of mastery.
It had not only granted him formidable physical strength but also brought significant improvements across various aspects.
For instance, in perception.
Although he was still at the late stage of the Spirit Opening Realm, his perception was so keen that even ordinary martial artists at the mid to late stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm might not match it.
It was precisely because of this that he could tell with just a single glance.
Although Wu Xin and Chen Feng were locked in fierce combat on the stage at the time, evenly matched.
Wu Xin was barely holding on, on the verge of collapse.
Meanwhile, Chen Feng was still at his peak, able to sustain the fight for a while longer.
Thus, he had given an accurate judgment.
This time, he wasn’t just aiming to harvest energy points; he also wanted to test his perception ability.
As it turned out, it was indeed quite good.
Lin Xuan’s eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.
At that moment, on the third arena.
The Great Elder of the Yang Yuan Sect announced:
“Next match: Zhou Wenhao versus Lin Xuan!”
As the words fell, the previously noisy square gradually quieted down.
Countless gazes in the arena converged on Lin Xuan.
This time, Lin Xuan was finally going head-to-head with a prodigy-level genius.
It would test whether his strength could truly rival the Four Prodigies.
Everyone was filled with anticipation.
It was highly likely that this would be a match no less thrilling than the previous one.
Lin Xuan and Zhou Wenhao both rose and headed toward the arena.
Soon, they stood on the stage, facing each other from a distance.
Lin Xuan’s gaze swept over Zhou Wenhao.
His features bore some resemblance to Zhou Wenjie.
But that wasn’t what Lin Xuan was truly focused on.
With a thought.
Instantly, his attribute panel appeared before his eyes.
Swish!
“Name: Zhou Wenhao.”
“Cultivation: Spirit Yuan Realm, First Layer.”
“Talents: Xuan-grade Cultivation Talent, Supreme-grade Strength Talent, Spirit-grade Speed Talent, Supreme-grade Sword Talent, Spirit-grade Gale Element Talent, Spirit-grade Sharp Metal Element Talent, Supreme-grade Crimson Fire Element Talent, Extreme-grade Azure Wood Element Talent, Extreme-grade Thick Earth Element Talent, Extreme-grade Heavy Water Element Talent.”
“Martial Arts: Crimson Flame Soaring Cloud Art (Eighth-grade Lower, Minor Mastery), Soaring Cloud Sword Art (Seventh-grade Upper, Grand Mastery), Blazing Flame Sky-Shattering Palm (Seventh-grade Upper, Minor Mastery), Cloudfall Fist (Seventh-grade Upper, Minor Mastery), Soaring Cloud Shadowless Step (Seventh-grade Upper, Grand Mastery)...”
“Intent: Four and a half layers of Sword Intent, three and a half layers of Metal Intent, four layers of Wind Intent, three layers of Fire Intent, two layers of Wood Intent, two layers of Earth Intent, two layers of Water Intent.”
“Carried Treasures: Spirit Cloud Sword (Seventh-grade Upper Spirit Artifact).”
Looking at Zhou Wenhao’s attribute panel in the void before him, Lin Xuan’s expression shifted slightly.
As expected of one of the Four Prodigies of the Red Sun Domain—this attribute panel was the richest he had ever seen.
Duan Feichen was a step behind Zhou Wenhao.
And even the martial arts section surpassed that of Liu Wuyan, the sect master of Flowing Cloud Sect.
“He even has an eighth-grade martial art. It seems the three major forces of the Red Flame Kingdom all have eighth-grade martial art legacies.
It’s just that due to insufficient talent and limited cultivation resources, only Zhang Xing, the sect master of Yang Yuan Sect, has reached the Yuan Sea Realm.”
Lin Xuan’s gaze scanned Zhou Wenhao’s attribute panel as he murmured to himself.
As for the treasures listed on the panel, he naturally coveted many of them and wouldn’t let them slip by.
With a mental command.
“Ding, consumed 200,000 energy points, replication successful, obtained [Xuan-grade Cultivation Talent].”
“Ding, consumed 200,000 energy points, replication successful, obtained [Crimson Flame Soaring Cloud Art (Eighth-grade Lower, Minor Mastery)].”
“Ding, consumed 100,000 energy points, replication successful, obtained [Spirit Cloud Sword (Seventh-grade Upper Spirit Artifact)].”
“......”
In an instant, he replicated all the treasures he fancied from Zhou Wenhao.
He then turned his gaze to the referee, the Great Elder of Yang Yuan Sect.
As expected, this Great Elder also had a Xuan-grade Cultivation Talent and a cultivation method reaching the eighth grade.
However, he was still at the peak of the Spirit Yuan Realm, having failed to break through to the Yuan Sea Realm.
Although a Xuan-grade Cultivation Talent theoretically allowed one to reach the Yuan Sea Realm.
It was only theoretical; in practice, many variables existed.
For example, insufficient martial art grades, lack of cultivation resources, or damage to one’s foundation during training.
Lin Xuan was well aware of this.
As for the Great Elder’s other talents, they were far inferior to Zhou Wenhao’s.
But some of his treasures were still worth replicating.
With his current energy points reaching tens of millions, Lin Xuan didn’t hold back and copied everything in one go.
The entire process took less than a single breath.
Lin Xuan nodded slightly, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
However, it wasn’t the right time to use fusion and absorption.
After all, a Yuan Sea Realm late-stage cultivator like Fire Yuan True Person was watching from afar.
It wouldn’t do to let him notice anything unusual.
He would save it for later.
Next, he would crush Zhou Wenhao in a one-sided defeat and harvest energy points.
As usual, he would first wait for Zhou Wenhao to make a move.
Once Zhou Wenhao unleashed his strongest combat power, he would defeat him in one blow.
That way, he could cause the greatest stir and reap the most energy points.
Lin Xuan murmured to himself.
Nearby, the Great Elder glanced at the two of them, his eyes flickering, and announced:
“The match begins!”
Then, he turned and leaped off the arena.
Although it was unlikely that their duel would threaten him.
His presence on the stage might still interfere with their fight.
It was better to observe from a distance.
On the arena.
Zhou Wenhao looked at Lin Xuan, a gentle smile on his face, and cupped his hands:
“Brother Lin, I’ve long heard of your reputation. I never thought we’d face each other directly today.
Please go easy on me, Brother Lin!”
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. Zhou Wenhao, as rumored, carried a hint of scholarly elegance without losing a touch of dominance.
He replied with a faint smile:
“No problem. I assure you, today’s match won’t affect your participation in the Xuan Yuan Ranking Tournament a month from now.”
Zhou Wenhao’s words had already carried a tone of humility.
Yet Lin Xuan accepted it and responded calmly.
As if this match truly required Lin Xuan to hold back.
The surrounding crowd was stunned, their hearts shaken.
Could it be that Lin Xuan’s strength was so great that even the Spirit Yuan Realm prodigy Zhou Wenhao was no match for him?
Or had Lin Xuan, with his rapid rise and undefeated streak, become overconfident?
Everyone speculated silently.
Not daring to jump to conclusions.