26: Chen Jun was beaten

At this moment, the Outer Sect Grand Elder Yi Yuanyang walked onto the high platform with steady steps.

His sharp gaze swept across the area like a sword, and the scene instantly quieted down, so silent that a falling needle could be heard.

"Congratulations on successfully advancing to the top ten of the Outer Sect Grand Competition. Next will be the Ranking Battle for the top ten."

Yi Yuanyang said loudly, his voice resonant, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

According to the rules of the Ranking Battle, everyone will fight a match against the other nine people. The final ranking will be determined by calculating the number of wins, and the one with the most wins will be the overall champion of each Grand Competition.

At this time, Yang Lingchen finally spotted Feng Xueqing.

"Little vixen, if I don't put you in your place today, I'll take your last name," Yang Lingchen thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Yang Lingchen felt several unfriendly gazes scanning him, but he did not pay much attention to them.

Among the current top ten Outer Sect Disciples, apart from Feng Xueqing, Yang Lingchen did not feel any pressure.

Yang Lingchen knew clearly that he had offended quite a few people in the Outer Sect, but that didn't matter anymore because he was determined to take first place in this Outer Sect Grand Competition. As long as he took first place, he would be able to become an Inner Sect Disciple.

"The top ten Ranking Battle now officially begins. The first match is Yang Lingchen versus Mo Zihao," Yi Yuanyang announced.

Upon hearing his name, Yang Lingchen did not hesitate and strode directly onto the Arena.

"Brat, you are very arrogant to dare to injure This Young Master's younger brother." Mo Zihao's tone was extremely cold, his eyes revealing a trace of chilling Killing Intent as he stared fixedly at Yang Lingchen.

"I have injured many people. I don't know which one is your brother?" Yang Lingchen sneered, speaking with disdain.

"Indeed arrogant enough. Today, This Young Master will break your four limbs and let you know how serious the consequences of being arrogant are."

As soon as Mo Zihao finished speaking, his whole body lunged toward Yang Lingchen like a roc spreading its wings. The violent Aura shocked everyone at the scene.

Facing Mo Zihao's violent attack, Yang Lingchen's eyes sharpened. The heaven-reaching staff in his hand suddenly struck out like a dragon emerging from the sea.

This strike carried a powerful Aura that made people tremble. Like lightning, it struck Mo Zihao's wrist, which was holding the long sword, with blinding speed.

"Crack..."

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

Mo Zihao let out a heart-wrenching scream. His wrist was instantly shattered by the heaven-reaching staff, and bone fragments were exposed.

Originally, Yang Lingchen planned to finish him off with one strike. Since the opponent was acting so arrogant and even wanted to cripple his four limbs, he couldn't be too polite either.

Following that, Yang Lingchen mercilessly swung the staff and smashed it over again.

Mo Zihao, enduring the excruciating pain, tried to use his Movement Technique to dodge. At this moment, he finally deeply realized the terror of Yang Lingchen.

However, how could he compare to Yang Lingchen in terms of Movement Technique?

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

"Crack... Crack... Crack... Crack."

One could see Yang Lingchen mercilessly swinging at Mo Zihao's four limbs.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

On the Arena, Mo Zihao let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. The shrill scream startled everyone at the scene.

Even the Disciples fighting on other Arenas had their attention drawn by his screams and turned to look.

"Feel better now? You don't have much skill, but your ability to act arrogant is truly number one in the world," Yang Lingchen glanced at Mo Zihao, then walked off the Arena expressionlessly.

In the Heavenly Origin Palace Outer Sect, basically, as long as it wasn't killing someone or destroying someone's Dantian, the higher-ups generally wouldn't intervene.

After all, in this cruel world of Cultivation, it is inherently about survival of the fittest; only the most excellent Disciples are what Heavenly Origin Palace needs to focus on cultivating.

Seeing such a brutal Yang Lingchen, those who had been defeated by him before secretly felt lucky; after all, they were just knocked off the Arena and hadn't suffered any major injuries.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

Just then, another incredibly shrill scream came, and this scream lasted for several minutes before stopping.

Yang Lingchen looked up and saw Feng Xueqing also wielding a staff, frantically smashing the opponent's four limbs.

Just then, Feng Xueqing smashed down with her last strike, and the target was actually the opponent's crotch.

"Bang..."

"Ah..."

A crisp sound of breaking eggs rang out.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen couldn't help but tighten his legs. Recalling that he was almost popped by her last time, he felt a lingering fear.

Too brutal, this little demoness.

As the Ranking Battle continued, Yang Lingchen advanced like a hot knife through butter, quickly reaching seven consecutive wins.

Meanwhile, the little demoness Feng Xueqing also achieved seven consecutive wins.

Soon, Yang Lingchen's eighth match began. This time, his opponent was the publicly acknowledged number one Outer Sect Disciple, Chen Jun.

"Brat, are you the one who hit my brother?" Chen Jun's eyes were sharp, full of anger.

"Who the hell are you? And what kind of thing is your brother?" Yang Lingchen said, looking speechless.

I've hit so many people, how would I know who your brother is?

"You brainless thing, just because you won against some trash, you think you are invincible in the world."

Chen Jun's expression instantly turned extremely cold. He was the publicly acknowledged number one in the Outer Sect, and the opponent actually said he didn't know him; this was simply a naked slap to his face.

In the years he had been in the Outer Sect, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

"What a stupid dog. Are you going to fight or not? If you're not going to fight, hurry up and get lost to eat shit," Yang Lingchen said coldly, expressionless.

"You're courting death."

Chen Jun shouted angrily, waved his long sword, and suddenly a sharp Sword Qi slashed fiercely toward Yang Lingchen.

Facing Chen Jun's sharp Sword Qi, Yang Lingchen's figure flashed instantly, dodging it easily, while the heaven-reaching staff in his hand also smashed toward the opponent.

The heaven-reaching staff, carrying a majestic Protective Aura, smashed Chen Jun, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

Although Chen Jun retreated seven or eight steps, he was not injured.

At this moment, his gaze toward Yang Lingchen was extremely solemn, because Yang Lingchen's strength far exceeded his estimation.

Originally, Chen Jun estimated that Yang Lingchen's strength should be around the Peak of the Bright Profound Realm, but judging from Yang Lingchen's strike just now, the Combat Power displayed had already far exceeded the scope of the Bright Profound Realm.

Yang Lingchen didn't have time to chit-chat with him and bombarded him like a violent storm, crushing everything in his path.

"Clang... Clang... Clang..."

Chen Jun waved his long sword, struggling to defend.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Chen Jun let out miserable howls.

Facing Yang Lingchen's violent attacks, Chen Jun only blocked for a few moves before his weapon was knocked flying by Yang Lingchen.

"Crack... Crack... Crack... Crack!"

Following that, Yang Lingchen's heaven-reaching staff smashed onto Chen Jun's four limbs like a rainstorm.

Then, Yang Lingchen kicked Chen Jun flying away with one foot.

For a moment, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Chen Jun was the number one in the Outer Sect!

In the hearts of countless Outer Sect Disciples, Chen Jun was a god-like existence!

Never expected him to have his four limbs broken by Yang Lingchen just like that.

By this time, Yang Lingchen had reached eight consecutive wins, and next he would face Feng Xueqing.

And Feng Xueqing also arrived with a record of eight consecutive wins.

Because Chen Jun had already been crippled by Yang Lingchen, when it came to fighting Feng Xueqing, Chen Jun chose to surrender directly.

"scoundrel, This Young Lady advises you to surrender quickly, otherwise, don't blame This Young Lady for kicking you until you explode," Feng Xueqing said, sounding adorably fierce.

"Little Tiger Girl, just relying on you, you don't have that ability," Yang Lingchen smiled evilly, his eyes staring tightly at Feng Xueqing's hot figure, appreciating it wantonly.