103: Peak Master Wentian

"Dog-Beating Staff Technique, First Form: Brutalizing the Vicious Dog."

Facing Wang Chenyu's fierce strike, Yang Lingchen swung the heaven-reaching staff and met it head-on.

The fierce staff energy tore through the sky, carrying a dazzling light as it swept directly toward Wang Chenyu.

The radiance was blinding, as if it were about to tear this space apart.

"Bang..." A deafening boom rang out.

"Pfft...!" As the two forces collided, Wang Chenyu seemed to have suffered a heavy blow; he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying by Yang Lingchen's staff strike.

His body traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

With Yang Lingchen's current cultivation level at the second layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, combined with his formidable Cross-Rank Challenge ability, Wang Chenyu's meager strength was no different from a child's in his eyes.

"How is this possible?"

The audience below the stage was dumbfounded, their expressions turning grim.

"Wang Chenyu, get up and fuck him up, goddammit!" someone couldn't help but shout.

"My Spirit Stones! That was my entire life savings!"

The watching Disciples were now full of complaints, practically ready to point at Wang Chenyu's nose and curse.

They had originally thought this would be a battle without any suspense, but they hadn't expected the outcome to be so unexpected.

Having succeeded with one strike, Yang Lingchen did not press the attack.

Instead, he swung the staff and walked toward Wang Chenyu with an arrogant, unbothered swagger.

Every step he took appeared calm and unhurried, as if everything was under his control.

"Impossible, how could you defeat me?"

Wang Chenyu's eyes were filled with disbelief, and his face revealed an expression of terror.

He hadn't expected that his all-out strike would be swatted away by Yang Lingchen with a single blow of his staff.

At this moment, his heart was filled with shock and fear; he could not accept this cruel reality.

But Wang Chenyu simply couldn't bring himself to admit defeat just like that.

"Defeating trash like you, is it hard?"

A look of disdain curled the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth, and his eyes were filled with mockery and contempt, as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.

"Little Bastard, go to hell!" Wang Chenyu shouted sharply.

A fierce look appeared on his face as he swung out another beam of Sword Qi, slashing violently toward Yang Lingchen.

This Sword Qi was extremely fierce, making one afraid to look directly at it.

The Sword Qi whistled past, stirring up a gale, and the surrounding air seemed to be sliced apart.

"Resisting stubbornly when death is at your doorstep."

Seeing the opponent attack again, Yang Lingchen smiled evilly.

He instantly activated his Phantom Movement Technique, successfully dodging the Sword Qi, and simultaneously lashed out with his staff again.

His Movement Technique was like a ghost, making him unfathomable, and his speed was at its absolute limit.

"Bang...!"

Facing this staff strike, Wang Chenyu had no power to resist and was knocked to the ground by Yang Lingchen's staff once again.

His body rolled on the ground a few times, looking utterly wretched.

At this moment, the look of fear on Wang Chenyu's face intensified. He gritted his teeth and struggled to utter three words: "I surrender."

After saying this, Wang Chenyu quickly rushed toward the edge of the Arena.

He knew he could not be Yang Lingchen's opponent; if he continued, he would undoubtedly die.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness, yet he was helpless.

"Hmph, trying to run when death is at your doorstep."

Yang Lingchen instantly activated his Phantom Movement Technique and swung his staff again.

"Dog-Beating Staff Technique, Second Form: Breaking the Dog's Leg."

"Crack."

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Wang Chenyu let out a miserable howl. By now, the bone in his right leg had been smashed to pieces by Yang Lingchen.

The sound of the bone snapping was spine-chilling, and Wang Chenyu's screams echoed throughout the entire Life and Death Stage.

"Dog-Beating Staff Technique, Third Form: Beating a Dog in the Water."

Yang Lingchen remained expressionless and simply swung his staff in a frenzy of blows.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

"Crack, crack...!"

In an instant, Wang Chenyu's limbs were all smashed to pieces by Yang Lingchen, and even his manhood was exploded by a strike of the staff.

His body was no longer in human shape, blood was splattering everywhere, and it was a gruesome sight.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

"Yang Lingchen, you Little Bastard, you're dead. No one can save you. Do you know who my father is?"

Wang Chenyu howled in pain repeatedly, his eyes filled with infinite venom.

He tried to use his father's prestige to threaten Yang Lingchen, but Yang Lingchen remained completely unmoved.

"Still daring to talk tough when you're about to die? I don't care who your dad is; even if it were Li Gang, it wouldn't be any use."

Yang Lingchen couldn't be bothered with more nonsense and struck Wang Chenyu's skull directly with his staff.

"Bang...!"

Wang Chenyu's skull, like a watermelon, was instantly smashed to pieces, with brains splattered all over the ground.

That bloody scene caused everyone present to turn their heads away, unable to bear looking directly at it.

Although the scene was filled with blood, there wasn't a single stain on Yang Lingchen's body.

He stood there like a God of Slaughter, sending shivers down everyone's spines.

After killing Wang Chenyu, Yang Lingchen directly stripped off his storage ring before slowly walking down from the Arena.

"That was too brutal!"

The scene was silent; the crowd simply couldn't believe all this was real.

After all, it was just too outrageous: Wang Chenyu, at the ninth layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, had been beaten until he had no power to resist by a new Disciple at the second layer of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Everyone was shocked by Yang Lingchen's strength, and their hearts were filled with awe and fear.

Meanwhile, the Law Enforcement Elder Wang Xuanwu frowned, because this outcome was completely beyond his imagination.

One had to know that Wang Chenyu was the son of the Wentian Peak Master; although he died on the Life and Death Stage, no one could guarantee that the Wentian Peak Master wouldn't pursue the matter.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to worry for Yang Lingchen, as he still thought highly of Yang Lingchen's talent.

"Yang Lingchen, you won, yay!"

Chen Xueqi, like a child, excitedly grabbed Yang Lingchen's arm.

Her face was brimming with joy and excitement, and her eyes sparkled with worship.

Yang Lingchen smiled at her and said, "How did you know I would win, and you even placed such a large bet?"

"Because I believe in you! Ever since we met, you have been creating miracles."

A cute smile blossomed on Chen Xueqi's lips; that smile was like a flower in spring, bright and moving.

"This girl really gives me a headache! What should I do about this?"

Facing Chen Xueqi's infatuated and worshipful gaze, Yang Lingchen knew that this girl had fallen hopelessly in love with him.

He felt a bit helpless in his heart, yet he didn't know how to handle it, after all, he already had too many women.

"Right, Yang Lingchen, I won 1,000,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. Will you accompany me to collect them?" Chen Xueqi smiled gently.

"1,000,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?" Yang Lingchen asked in surprise; he hadn't expected Chen Xueqi to have won so many Spirit Stones.

"Yeah, that's right, 1,000,000 Spirit Stones. I'll share half with you later."

Chen Xueqi blinked, her eyes filled with sincerity and expectation.

"This is what you won yourself; you don't need to share it with me." Yang Lingchen shook his head.

Although 500,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones were very attractive to him, he still couldn't take them; after all, his relationship with Chen Xueqi hadn't reached that stage yet.

He didn't want to complicate their relationship because of Spirit Stones.

After accompanying Chen Xueqi to collect the 1,000,000 Spirit Stones, Yang Lingchen returned to Lingxiu Peak.

Before leaving, he gave Chen Xueqi quite a few Medicinal Pills, because Chen Xueqi was the only friend he had since coming to the Central Region.

Yang Lingchen was naturally vigilant and not good at socializing.

Since his Transmigration, he had been crazily pursuing strength, so along the way, he didn't really have any friends or brothers.

Of course, whether he had many friends or not wasn't important to Yang Lingchen; what mattered was that there should be no entanglement of interests between friends.

Meanwhile, the news of Yang Lingchen killing Wang Chenyu spread throughout the entire Immortal Sword Sect at the first opportunity, causing a huge sensation even among the higher-ups of the Immortal Sword Sect.

Because Yang Lingchen, as an Outer Sect Disciple, had defeated and killed a Core Disciple, Wang Chenyu—this kind of thing had never happened in the history of the Immortal Sword Sect.

If the person Yang Lingchen had killed was just an ordinary Core Disciple, then in the eyes of the Immortal Sword Sect's higher-ups, it would just be an ordinary Life-and-Death Battle.

But it just so happened that Wang Chenyu was not an ordinary person; his other identity was the only son of the Wentian Peak Master, Wang Xukun.

Wang Xukun had had a son in his old age, so he spoiled this son to the extreme.

Now that his only son had been killed, the consequences were very serious.

Although Yang Lingchen's Cross-Rank talent had already attracted the attention of the Immortal Sword Sect's higher-ups, no one dared to offend the Wentian Peak Master for his sake.

After all, the Wentian Peak Master was a top powerhouse of the Immortal Sword Sect; even the Sect Master had to give him some face.

... Wentian Peak.

Wang Chenyu's corpse was currently lying quietly on a stretcher.

"Clap...!"

"Who did this?"

The Wentian Peak Master, Wang Xukun, slammed a palm onto the table in front of him, and the table instantly shattered into pieces.

His face was filled with anger and grief, and his eyes revealed endless killing intent.

"Peak Master, Senior Brother Wang Chenyu just went onto the Life and Death Stage with someone."

A Core Disciple said tremblingly, his voice shaking, and cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Who did it? I am asking you who did it? Do you not understand human language?"

Wang Xukun roared and directly swung a palm, lashing out at the Core Disciple.

"Bang...!"

The Core Disciple was sent flying backward by the slap. His body hit the wall and then slowly slid down.

"The opponent was Yang Lingchen, a new Disciple who just joined the Sect."

The Core Disciple quickly scrambled up, saying with cold sweat streaming down, his face filled with fear and panic.

"Are you playing games with me? How could a new Disciple kill my Yu'er?"

Wang Xukun's face was incomparably gloomy at this moment, his eyes looking as if they could spew fire.

"Peak Master, please calm your anger, every word this Disciple said is true."

The Core Disciple said in a panic, his body trembling incessantly.

"Where is he now? I am going to kill him right now."

Wang Xukun said through gritted teeth; his only son had been killed, and at this moment, he had lost his reason.

"Lingxiu Peak, he is the new male Disciple Lingxiu Peak just recruited, and also the only male Disciple."

The Core Disciple said quickly, not daring to have the slightest delay.

"No matter who he is, he must be buried with my son."

After Wang Xukun finished speaking, his figure turned into a blur and sped off toward Lingxiu Peak.

His speed was at its limit, and wherever he passed, a gale arose, and leaves flew everywhere.