750: A life-or-death battle, do you dare?

"Little Bastard, you're courting death! Everyone, attack together and cripple him for This Young Master." Zhang Wuhen roared, his figure like lightning, instantly pouncing towards Yang Lingchen.

After entering Tianxin Academy, Zhang Wuhen's cultivation had already reached the Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm, and his true combat power was comparable to that of an ordinary Cultivator at the Second Layer of Earth Immortal Realm.

Although Yang Lingchen displayed formidable strength, Zhang Wuhen didn't believe Yang Lingchen could handle him.

"Since you also want to be Yin and Yang, then I will grant your wish."

Yang Lingchen's eyes flashed fiercely. Swinging the haotian cudgel, he charged towards Zhang Wuhen. Although the opponent had a crowd, with his current strength, these people were merely slightly larger ants.

"Bang bang bang bang...!"

Yang Lingchen's figure was like lightning, sweeping through the crowd like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, instantly knocking a group of people to the ground and crippling all their limbs.

"Stinky brat! You actually Broke Through to the Seventh Layer of Profound Immortal Realm!" A look of shock appeared in Zhang Wuhen's eyes.

At the same time, his body couldn't help but retreat several steps. He hadn't expected that in less than a few breaths, all the subordinates around him had been crippled.

"Kneel down and call me 'Dad' three times, and I might consider only crippling your four limbs."

A cruel smile appeared in Yang Lingchen's eyes. He slowly walked towards Zhang Wuhen, swinging the haotian cudgel.

"Little Bastard! Go die!" Zhang Wuhen roared. A black battle sword instantly appeared in his hand, and he fiercely slashed it towards Yang Lingchen's neck.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else, because Yang Lingchen made him feel a profound sense of danger. If he didn't kill Yang Lingchen today, he wouldn't have any chance in the future.

Moreover, the Zhang Family was not without backing in Tianxin Academy. If he really killed Yang Lingchen, the Academy might not necessarily cripple him.

"Fuck, courting death!"

A trace of madness flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes. Since you want to kill me, then I will completely cripple you.

He swung the haotian cudgel, and his figure instantly transformed into nine Purple Flame Clones, charging straight towards Zhang Wuhen.

"Stop."

Suddenly, an ancient figure appeared between the two of them. A burst of violent energy instantly sent both Yang Lingchen and Zhang Wuhen flying backward.

This ancient figure was none other than Elder Bao, the Law Enforcement Elder of Tianxin Academy's Outer Court.

The moment he appeared, several members of the Law Enforcement Team immediately surrounded the scene and began carefully checking the injured people on the ground.

"What are the injuries?" Elder Bao's expression was extremely grim.

"Elder Bao, these people only had their limbs crippled; they didn't sustain any severe injuries." A member of the Law Enforcement Team respectfully replied.

"Zhang Wuhen, it's you again? Speak! Why are you fighting here?" Elder Bao exuded a solemn authority.

"Elder Bao, the thing is, this Stinky brat repeatedly impersonated me and caused trouble outside, so I came over to teach him a lesson." Zhang Wuhen said angrily.

"Senior, this Stinky brat constantly bothers me, relying on his higher cultivation. If I impersonate his name outside, it shouldn't violate the Academy Rules, right?" Yang Lingchen politely cupped his fists.

"Zhang Wuhen, him impersonating your name doesn't violate the Academy Rules, but you initiated trouble by bringing people, so you are primarily at fault."

Elder Bao's gaze sharpened, and he continued, "Fortunately, there were no major casualties. Otherwise, the consequences would be more than you could bear. Now, one hundred thousand contribution points will be deducted from each of you. Do you accept this penalty?"

"Junior accepts." Yang Lingchen said respectfully, "Senior, Junior's contribution points are insufficient. Can I use immortal spirit crystals instead?"

"Of course, but you will need two hundred thousand immortal spirit crystals." Elder Bao said seriously.

Following that, Yang Lingchen paid two hundred thousand immortal spirit crystals.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wuhen's face was extremely gloomy. He had brought over more than ten people, and this meant over a hundred contribution points!

"Elder Bao, this Disciple refuses to accept! This Little Bastard crippled my Life Root! What am I supposed to do now?" Zhang Shihao lay on the ground, his eyes filled with malice.

"Kid, your actions were too ruthless!" Elder Bao said, frowning.

Although Zhang Shihao's Dantian was not crippled, having that place crippled meant he could never engage in Yin and Yang acts again, which was extremely cruel for a Cultivator.

"Senior, Junior honestly didn't mean to do it. At the time, Zhang Shihao rushed over aggressively with great Aura. Disciple panicked for a moment, so I just swung the cudgel wildly. I never expected to cripple that part of him, alas...!"

Yang Lingchen sighed lightly, his face full of remorse.

"You... shameless!" Zhang Shihao spat out a mouthful of blood and was so enraged that he fainted on the spot.

"Alright, this matter is now concluded. However, there is one thing I must warn you about: the Academy does not oppose conflict among young people, but there must be a limit. Once you cripple someone's Dantian or take a life, you know the consequences without me having to tell you." Elder Bao said seriously.

"Senior, Junior naturally understands what you mean. However, this scoundrel provokes Junior every few days, and Junior absolutely cannot tolerate this."

After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhang Wuhen and said contemptuously, "Zhang Wuhen, if you're a man, then step onto the Life and Death Stage with me."

As Yang Lingchen's voice fell, the surrounding Disciple spectators all turned their gaze toward Zhang Wuhen.

"Holy crap, there's going to be a show."

"This Yang Lingchen is too fierce!"

"I know! I've never seen anyone so fierce. When we took the assessment together, his cultivation was only at the First Layer of Profound Immortal Realm. Only a little over a month has passed, and this guy's cultivation has actually reached the Seventh Layer of Profound Immortal Realm! I have no idea how he Cultivates!"

At this moment, the scene was filled with chatter. No one expected Yang Lingchen to proactively initiate a Life-and-Death Battle.

One must know that within the Academy, unless there was an irreconcilable conflict, no one would step onto the Life and Death Stage, because once you were on the Life and Death Stage, it was a fight to the death.

"Zhang Wuhen, are you willing to accept his challenge?" Elder Bao asked with a frown.

He had no right to prevent challenges between Disciples.

Facing Yang Lingchen's aggressive gaze, a trace of fear flashed deep within Zhang Wuhen's eyes.

For some reason, having grown up constantly fighting Life-and-Death Battles, he felt the Aura of death for the first time. But if he didn't accept, he would become the laughingstock of the entire Outer Court.

For a time, Zhang Wuhen was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

"Yang Lingchen, you are not qualified to fight This Young Master in a Life-and-Death Battle." Zhang Wuhen gritted his teeth, left a harsh remark, and turned to leave the scene.

In the end, he still chose not to fight Yang Lingchen in a Life-and-Death Battle, because after their brief exchange just now, he knew he couldn't defeat Yang Lingchen.

Compared to losing his life on the Life and Death Stage, what did being mocked matter?

"Damn, this Zhang Wuhen is truly a coward."

"I know! That was so spineless. I thought we were going to see a good show!"

At this moment, the scene erupted in an uproar, and the faces of those who enjoyed watching trouble unfolded showed disappointment.

After Elder Bao left with the Law Enforcement Team, Yang Lingchen returned to his Dormitory.

"Bang...!"

Just as Yang Lingchen was about to enter a state of Cultivation, his door was kicked open.

Zhao Xiege walked in, looking arrogant and extremely brazen, and said, "Stinky brat, are you Yang Lingchen?"

"Who are you?"

Yang Lingchen's voice was icy cold, and an invisible Killing Intent emanated from him. Being repeatedly troubled, he had reached the limit of his patience.

"Stinky brat! This is my Boss, Zhao Xiege. Now, obediently kneel and apologize, and maybe my Boss will spare your life." Mu Xiaowei stepped out brazenly.

"Z Xiege? Pfft!"

Yang Lingchen, who had been wearing a solemn expression, suddenly burst into laughter.

He truly hadn't expected such a ridiculous name to exist in this world.

"Stinky brat, you're courting death." Zhao Xiege roared, immediately slamming a palm towards Yang Lingchen.