47: Chapter 47 A Double-Edged Sword Hanging Over Our Heads

The moment the ranking list dropped, the entire arena was a boiling sea of voices, with sounds of uproar rising one after another, unable to calm down for a long time!

The more than eight hundred students and dozens of mentors present all wore expressions of extreme shock, staring fixedly at the rankings on the light screen, monstrous waves churning in the depths of their hearts.

No one dared to believe their eyes!

Among the experts eliminated in this tournament, there was no shortage of several orthodox A+-grade geniuses and steady A-grade powerhouses. Their talent ratings far exceeded those of ordinary people, and they were the heavily favored seeded players before the competition.

Yet among the ten people who ultimately advanced to the top ten, two "anomalies" had forcefully squeezed their way in!

One was the rock-bottom-rated, universally acknowledged trash god F-grade Lin Ye!

One was the mediocre and unremarkable B-grade Wang Hu!

"Crazy! Truly crazy! B-grade and F-grade, both fighting their way into the school's top ten?"

"How many A+ geniuses fell in the elimination matches, only to be replaced by two low-rated dark horses? This simply subverts cognition!"

"If it were before, I absolutely wouldn't have believed it, but after watching the entire match, no one dares to say they don't deserve it!"

The entire audience was whispering in discussion, yet there was no longer a shred of mockery or disdain.

Everyone had witnessed the two people's path of counterattack from beginning to end.

Lin Ye, relying on his unsolvable miasma restraint and ultimate familiar cultivation methods, successively crushed A-grade and A+-grade powerful enemies, causing even Zhao Feng's thousands of mechanical legions to collapse without a fight;

Wang Hu's Crimson Flame Heavenly Ape had a fierce fighting style and extremely strong resilience. In every single battle, he gave his all, forcefully fighting his way out of encirclement through pure strength.

Their rankings had not a single drop of water; they were completely fought out through one hard battle after another, truly deserving of the title.

In just a few short days, Lin Ye completely completed a reversal of public opinion.

On Awakening Day, he was still a theoretical trash god who had fallen from the altar, pitied and despised by everyone in the school, an F-grade joke whose talent was completely wasted.

But now, he had counterattacked to become the most mysterious and dazzling prominent figure in Cangnan No. 3 High School.

The labels given to him by the teachers and students of the entire school were completely rewritten.

He was no longer an impoverished good-for-nothing who was all theory and devoid of talent, but rather a top-tier mysterious familiar cultivator who defied the heavens and changed his destiny.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Lin Ye's shortcoming was never his talent, but rather the miasma Divine Kingdom forsaken by the world. Relying on an understanding of cultivation far exceeding ordinary people and unique familiar development methods, he forcefully played a bad hand into a winning royal flush.

"First in theory was never an empty title; he has truly thoroughly researched the Divine Kingdom!"

"Others win by talent ratings, but he turned the tables through hard-strength cultivation. This is the true genius!"

"The F-grade rating is merely superficial; Lin Ye's capability is more terrifying than the vast majority of S-grade and SS-grade geniuses!"

Praises and exclamations swept across the entire arena, completely drowning out all the mockery and skepticism from back then.

On the mentors' platform at the front of the crowd, the teachers all wore gratified expressions, nodding and sighing repeatedly. Only the principal had a solemn expression, his brows tightly furrowed, hiding a trace of lingering worry in the depths of his eyes, which was completely out of tune with the passionate atmosphere of the whole place.

Having returned from the military after transferring to civilian work and having taught for several years while deeply cultivating the divine grid system for many years, he was clearer than anyone present about the terrifying hidden dangers of the miasma Divine Kingdom.

Miasma was a turbid power, recognized as forbidden energy in the Source Realm, with extremely strong corrosive, erosive, and demonic properties.

If an ordinary demigod became contaminated with even a little miasma, their minds would be eroded and their divine thoughts would fall into disorder, eventually degrading into violent, out-of-control monsters and completely losing themselves.

Lin Ye's entire Divine Kingdom was a Miasma Wasteland, and his familiars were all born and nourished by miasma. The stronger their combat power, the higher the miasma concentration represented, and the more terrifying the erosive power.

Right now, he was still able to control the miasma and suppress the ferocious nature of his familiars. However, once his familiars evolved further in the future and the miasma concentration skyrocketed, or if his emotions went out of control and his divine thoughts fluctuated, it was extremely likely that he would be completely backlashed by the miasma.

By then, not only would he himself degenerate into a mindless fiend of miasma, but the miasma leaking from the entire Divine Kingdom might even pollute the campus spiritual energy matrix, endangering the entire Cangnan No. 3 High School!

"A genius who defies the heavens and changes his destiny... is also a double-edged sword hanging overhead."

The principal muttered in a low voice, the worry in the depths of his eyes growing increasingly heavy.

He looked at the aloof and serene youth upon the ring, his heart filled with a mixed concoction of feelings.

No one knew that while everyone in the audience was reveling in Lin Ye's counterattack, only he had long since caught a glimpse of the fatal hidden danger lurking beneath the endless glory, one sufficient to subvert everything.

In the corner of the arena, Ye Feng stared fixedly at Lin Ye's ninth-place ranking on the light screen, then looked at his own ranking sitting securely in third. The gloominess on his face did not decrease in the slightest; instead, it became increasingly distorted.

The original trash god now stood at a height level with him, and even in terms of arena dominance, he far surpassed him!

The poisonous vines of jealousy crazily gnawed at his heart and lungs; he clenched his fists tightly, murderous intent surging to the heavens in his eyes.

So what if he was F-grade? So what if he was a grassroots commoner?

Lin Ye's current limelight fiercely stung his nerves!

"Lin Ye..." Ye Feng whispered through gritted teeth, his voice bone-chillingly cold, "Just let you enjoy a moment of glory first. During the league, I will personally knock you down from the altar! I will completely destroy your Divine Kingdom, and the ultimate glory will be mine! Xiao Qingwu will also be mine!"

"I refuse to believe your dogs can withstand my S-grade familiars!"

In the center of the ring, Lin Ye stood quietly, listening to the rising and falling exclamations and praises around him, his expression still devoid of any ripples.

Other people's fanatical adulation and amazed gazes never caused him to waver by even a fraction.

These superficial reputations and vanities were not worth mentioning before his Great Wilderness Fierce Beast Dao.

Soon, the noise in the arena gradually subsided, and the leading teacher stepped forward to voice arrangements for subsequent matters.

Except for the top ten contestants, all other students were to immediately return to their respective class classrooms to hold a review meeting for this tournament, analyzing the gains and losses of battles, sorting out the shortcomings of Divine Kingdom cultivation, summarizing tactical advantages and disadvantages, and laying a solid foundation for subsequent cultivation.

As the words fell, the densely packed students left the venue in an orderly fashion, and the noisy arena quickly emptied out.

Xiao Qingwu, Ye Feng, Lin Ye, Dong Junyan, and the other top ten contestants all remained in place.

According to the school's arrangements, the school's top ten would enjoy exclusive top-tier resources, personally led by the principal, paired with five senior veteran mentors for one-on-one specialized guidance, sparing no effort to polish familiar combat power, optimize Divine Kingdom operations, and refine battle tactics.

This special training was both a preparatory sprint for the city-wide high school divine grid league three days later and paved the way for the even higher-value Nantan Prefecture Quanzhou competition six days later.

City-wide leagues and Quanzhou competitions progressed layer by layer; every match was a peak showdown gathering geniuses, and also an excellent stage for all newly advanced demigods to make their mark and compete for top-tier resources.

The five senior mentors quickly stepped forward, taking away the other nine top-ten contestants to conduct tactical special training in groups. Only the principal walked slowly to Lin Ye's front with a solemn expression, and spoke: "Lin Ye, come with me to the office."

There was no excess explanation, and his tone carried an unquestionable solemnity.

Lin Ye's expression was calm; he nodded slightly and silently followed the principal's footsteps, leaving the special training grounds.

The principal's office was quiet and solemn, with a light fragrance of tea, but the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.