Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

The entire Sea Sand Sect martial training ground fell into a nearly frozen, deathly silence.

The sounds of wind and breathing seemed completely severed by that spear strike.

Hundreds of gazes were fixed dead on that figure standing with spear in the field, and on Chen Lin lying in a disheveled state over ten zhang away.

"Cough... cough cough..."

Chen Lin's violent coughing and heavy gasping sounded particularly jarring in this extreme quiet.

He struggled to prop himself up. All color had drained from his face, leaving only shock and disbelief.

After a brief deathly silence came an explosive eruption of commotion!

"Im... impossible! Senior Brother Chen Lin... defeated?!"

"Vast Sea Immeasurable... was... was broken by one spear strike?!"