813: Number One

Early the next morning, under the leadership of Huangfu Zhengtian, everyone arrived once again at the edge of the Arena in the Sanmen Square of East Immortal Academy.

The Battle for the Top Ten adopted a drawing lots format. Each of the hundred contestants would draw a number and then challenge others according to their respective numbers to finally determine the top ten.

Of course, each person only had three chances to challenge.

On the second day, the top ten contestants would continue with the Ranking Battle to eventually determine the champion of this Grand Competition.

Soon, it was Yang Lingchen's turn to draw.

"Lot number one!"

When he got his draw, a faint smile unconsciously tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Lingchen hadn't expected to draw number one. This meant that as long as he held onto this position, he would smoothly enter the top ten.

Soon, everyone had finished drawing. Ultimately, Chu Yuechan drew number fifteen, Ji Tiantian drew number forty-five, Huangfu Xinrou drew number sixty-six, and Huangfu Xinyue drew number eighty-eight.

"Yang Lingchen, you're in big trouble," Qiao Yanxi said with a charming giggle.

"How am I in big trouble?" Yang Lingchen asked with a smile.

"You drew number one, which means the number of times you'll be challenged will far exceed everyone else's," Qiao Yanxi explained.

"To me, being challenged isn't necessarily a bad thing!" Yang Lingchen replied.

Soon, the challenges began.

The challenges started from the last rank.

At this moment, a young man wearing the robes of the Tiankun Branch Academy with a cultivation level at the eighth level of the Golden Immortal Realm stepped forward. This person's name was Zhong Xingkui, one of the seeded contestants for the top ten of the Tiankun Academy Grand Competition.

After stepping onto the Arena, Zhong Xingkui directly chose to challenge number one. In his view, Yang Lingchen, whose cultivation level was only at the fourth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, could not possibly be his opponent.

Moreover, before coming up, he had already received instructions from Duan Tianhao, the head of Tiankun Academy, which were to kill Yang Lingchen no matter what.

"Stinky brat, the number one spot isn't something you can sit in. It might still be in time for you to crawl off the Arena now; if you force me to act, the consequences won't be something you can endure," Zhong Xingkui said coldly.

"F*ck you, you people from Tiankun Academy really talk too much nonsense."

Yang Lingchen gave a cold shout, and his figure, like a bolt of lightning, charged towards the opponent.

"Stinky brat, you're looking for death!"

A disdainful sneer curled on Zhong Xingkui's lips. With a kick off the ground, his body pounced toward Yang Lingchen like a massive beast of light.

"Heavenly Fiend Fist!"

A bloodthirsty Killing Intent flickered in Yang Lingchen's eyes as a heavy punch broke through the sky, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Facing the aggressive and fearless Yang Lingchen, a hint of wariness flashed in Zhong Xingkui's eyes. His intuition told him that this punch was extremely dangerous.

"Demonic Blade Claw!" Zhong Xingkui roared. His right hand transformed into a claw, carrying a powerful burst of Qi, and directly met Yang Lingchen's fist.

"Rumble!"

With a thunderous boom, the surrounding air distorted from the vibration, and an invisible wave of Qi swept out in all directions.

"Crack...!"

"Arghhh...!"

Immediately after, the crisp sound of a bone breaking rang out. Zhong Xingkui let out a miserable scream as his body was sent flying backward by the shock.

At that moment, Yang Lingchen's body charged out again like a phantom. Before the opponent could even land, he grabbed him by the throat.

"I surrend...!"

"Snap...!"

Before Zhong Xingkui could finish his words, Yang Lingchen snapped his neck and took the opportunity to absorb the opponent's Soul and half of his blood Qi.

"Elder Liu, my academy's Disciple had already surrendered, yet this boy still maliciously committed murder. He should be severely punished," Duan Tianhao said, fuming with rage as he glared at Yang Lingchen.

"Duan Tianhao, have you gone senile? This old man didn't hear your Disciple say the words 'I surrender'," Huangfu Zhengtian shouted coldly.

"Alright, no need to argue. Zhong Xingkui indeed did not fully say the three words 'I surrender'. Being killed can only be blamed on his own lack of skill," Liu Yunnan, the Outer Court Elder of East Immortal Academy, said in a deep voice.

Liu Yunnan, the Outer Court Elder of East Immortal Academy, said in a deep voice.

"This guy's ability to fight above his level is just too exaggerated!"

"Yeah! Zhong Xingkui was the number two figure of the Tiankun Branch Academy! To think he was killed in an instant."

"Who would have thought that the students of the Tianxin Branch Academy this year would be so terrifyingly strong."

In an instant, everyone present showed expressions of shock.

"Sister Tiantian, this guy's talent is simply too frightening!" Qiao Yanxi had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Are you interested?" Ji Tiantian said with a smile.

"I... I'm not!" Qiao Yanxi pouted and said.

When Yang Lingchen returned to the bottom of the Arena, he was welcomed by all the Disciples of the Tianxin Branch Academy. Even the usually cold Chu Yuechan had a faint smile on her face.

The Battle for the Top Ten continued, and soon others joined the challenges.

After killing Zhong Xingkui, no one else dared to challenge Yang Lingchen easily. After all, Zhong Xingkui's strength was not something an ordinary person could compare to.

Coupled with Yang Lingchen's brutal personality, the average person truly didn't dare to challenge him lightly.

Just then, a young man in black robes walked out from the direction of Tiankun Academy. A cold Aura flickered in his eyes. As he stepped onto the Arena, his gaze swept toward Yang Lingchen.

This person was Liu Xinyuan, the strongest Genius of Tiankun Academy.

Without any surprise, the person he wanted to challenge was still Yang Lingchen.

Hearing that the opponent wanted to challenge him, Yang Lingchen leaped into the air and slowly landed in the center of the Arena.

"Stinky brat, since you dared to kill someone from my Tiankun Academy, you will have to pay a heavy price," Liu Xinyuan said with bloodthirsty Killing Intent in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly charged toward Yang Lingchen. The battle sword in his hand swung out a sharp Sword Qi, which carried a bloodthirsty edge, as if it were about to slice through the Void Realm, making one's heart turn cold involuntarily.

The sky-splitting spear in Yang Lingchen's hand suddenly jolted, carrying a cold Killing Intent as it instantly stabbed toward Liu Xinyuan.

Two powerful forces collided, and the surrounding air distorted from the shock.

Yang Lingchen and Liu Xinyuan were both sent flying backward at the same time.

"Stinky brat, you really do have some skill!"

Liu Xinyuan's expression became solemn. He truly hadn't expected Yang Lingchen's strength to be so formidable.

One must know that his combat power was enough to rival an average Cultivator at the second level of the Spirit Immortal Realm, yet Yang Lingchen's cultivation level was only at the fourth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, but he possessed power on par with his own. This made him feel a bit incredulous.

Yang Lingchen didn't bother with nonsense. He activated his Movement Technique and brandished the sky-splitting spear, pouncing toward Liu Xinyuan once again.

The sky-splitting spear carried a bone-chilling coldness, like an enraged divine Dragon about to devour its opponent, making one feel instinctive fear.

Seeing this, Liu Xinyuan was not to be outdone. He swung his sword, and a sharp Sword Qi slashed toward Yang Lingchen.