Chapter 492 One Battle to Become a God! The Entire Audience Bows Down!

The dull, thunderous crash of the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc slamming onto the arena floor was like a heavy hammer slamming hard against the heart of everyone present.

Shards of golden feathers mixed with golden blood of the Law Origin spread across the arena, forming a shocking pool of golden blood.

That once arrogant Purple Crystal Ninth Rank Peak Beast was now lying in the pool of blood, convulsing violently. Its left wing had been torn open with a gash over a zhang long, revealing golden bones beneath the upturned flesh. Its right wing remained stiff from the backlash of the Law, and with every spasm, a string of fine golden blood droplets sprayed from the wingtip.

It wanted to stand up.

Its legs trembled and slipped on the stone floor. It had barely managed to prop up half its body when the excruciating pain from its left wing forced it to collapse with a crash.

It couldn't stand up anymore.

The Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc, ranked sixth on the Heaven Rankings, possessing the Ancient Peng Bloodline and at the Purple Crystal Ninth Rank Peak, could not stand up in front of the entire school.

In that instant, the Colosseum fell into a state of total, absolute deathly silence, where even the sound of breathing vanished.

Tens of thousands of gazes were fixed rigidly on the massive golden bird collapsed in the pool of blood.

Pupils contracted frantically, and mouths hung open, yet no sound could be made.

Everyone had thought that this battle between the Sacred Student and Sect Master Feng Tianyang would be an exhilarating, world-class duel. They just never expected it to end in such an absurd outcome.

Just then, the deathly silence was ruthlessly torn apart by a sharp, voice-cracking exclamation.

"Sect Master Feng Tianyang... has lost!! Sect Master Feng Tianyang has really lost!! The Sect Leader of the Jingfeng Sect, ranked sixth on the Heaven Rankings!!! He was crushed head-on by the Sacred Student!! It wasn't luck!! It wasn't a sneak attack!! It was a head-on crushing defeat!! He was suppressed and beaten from start to finish!! Heaven-Severing was shattered head-on!! The Golden Wind Absolute Domain was suppressed in reverse!! The four-fold skill stack was broken from start to finish by a single combo!! The Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc can't even stand up anymore!!"

The student who shouted this had already sprung up from his seat. The expression on his face was like someone who had witnessed the sky collapsing.

"Am I dreaming?! That's Sect Master Feng Tianyang!! A ruthless man who has consistently held sixth place on the Heaven Rankings!! Even those in the top five of the Heaven Rankings wouldn't dare say they could definitely beat his Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc!! And yet, he was beaten from the sky to the ground by a freshman who hasn't even been in the academy for a month, without even a chance to fight back!! What the hell kind of strength is this?!"

"From start to finish! Sect Master Feng Tianyang's Beast was being suppressed and beaten the whole time! Think back, the Ten Thousand Blade Feathers missed! The Golden Peng Void-Rending Claw was crippled by Bloodline suppression! The first strike of Heaven-Severing was shattered head-on! The second strike, fully charged with a four-fold skill stack, was still blocked head-on! The Golden Wind Absolute Domain was suppressed by the Wind-Thunder Calamity Domain from start to finish, unable to even lift its head! This isn't a battle; this is a performance! This is a one-sided slaughter!!"

Another student braced his hands on the back of the chair in the front row. His entire upper body was trembling violently. His voice had completely cracked from excessive excitement.

"A win is a win, and a crushing defeat is a crushing defeat. But did you see clearly? The Sacred Student's Divine Roc has been fighting until now, activating two Legendary skills simultaneously for so long, and its breathing is still steady!! The spiritual light on its wings is still shining!! The lightning storms in its eyes are still spinning frantically!! It hasn't even reached its limit!! Sect Master Feng Tianyang exhausted all his trump cards and burned his Bloodline, crippling himself, while the Sacred Student's Divine Roc didn't even pant once!!"

These words were like a basin of ice water poured over the heads of those who had just been swearing that Sect Master Feng Tianyang would definitely win.

Those students who had shaken their heads when Sect Master Feng Tianyang used his four-fold skill stack, saying the Sacred Student was in trouble, now stood with their mouths agape, their expressions as if they had been slapped hard across the face.

One Heaven Ranking student who had just been pontificating, "Purple Crystal Ninth Rank against Purple Crystal Level 4, the gap in Realm is too great, the Sacred Student can't win no matter how strong he is," now had a face that alternated between green and white. His mouth twitched for a long time before he squeezed a sentence out through his teeth.

"I... what did I just say? I said Sect Master Feng Tianyang would definitely win? I said the gap in Realm was too big? I... I take it back now. I take it all back. The Sacred Student cannot be measured by Realm at all. A gap of three Realms is like nothing in front of him. A Purple Crystal Level 6 crushing a Purple Crystal Ninth Rank Peak head-on, and it's a Prodigy ranked sixth on the Heaven Rankings at that. Such an absurd thing is happening right before my eyes, and I still can't believe what I'm seeing."

The companion beside him was even worse off; his entire face was flushed red, as if someone had forced him to drink an entire bottle of aged vinegar.

"You're lucky, you only said one thing. I've been saying since the start that Sect Master Feng Tianyang would definitely win, that the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc had a strong Bloodline and many skills, and that the Sacred Student was just using speed to take shortcuts. Now my face is swollen from being slapped. Shortcuts? He wasn't taking shortcuts at all; he was holding back his trump cards, waiting for Sect Master Feng Tianyang to reveal his first, and then using even stronger trump cards to crush him head-on. Everything was in the Sacred Student's rhythm from start to finish, and Sect Master Feng Tianyang was calculated to death at every step. I feel a chill down my spine just thinking about it. Is this a battle? This is chess. It feels like the Sacred Student never considered Sect Master Feng Tianyang an opponent from the very beginning; it's more like he used Sect Master Feng Tianyang as a pawn to establish his authority!!"

"With absolute strength, he crushed all of our perceptions!!"

...

Around the Colosseum, the crowd gasped continuously, shocked beyond measure.

In the seating area where the Lin Family camp was located, Lin Feng stood at the edge of the crowd, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

He had watched with his own eyes as the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc fell from the sky, watched that Beast ranked sixth on the Heaven Rankings, which he once looked up to, struggle on the arena floor unable to stand, and watched the expression on Sect Master Feng Tianyang's face—one he was all too familiar with. Bewilderment, collapse, disbelief.

That was the same expression that had appeared on his own face when he knelt before Jiang Yun just a moment ago. His back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

"Sect Master Feng Tianyang... even Sect Master Feng Tianyang lost." His voice was dry and hoarse, as if grinding against sand.

"Sect Master Feng Tianyang's absurdly monstrous Heaven-Severing was shattered head-on, the Golden Wind Absolute Domain was suppressed in reverse, the four-fold skill stack was broken from start to finish by a single combo... Sect Master Feng Tianyang couldn't beat him even after exhausting all his trump cards?!"

He lowered his head, looking at his hands that were still trembling slightly. These hands had just been pressed against the cold stone floor of the arena, kowtowing to Jiang Yun in front of everyone.

He had thought that was the most humiliating moment of his life. But now, looking at Sect Master Feng Tianyang's Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc lying in the pool of blood unable to stand, an absurd sense of relief surged in his heart.

Fortunately, he knelt. Fortunately, he conceded. Fortunately, he didn't summon his Beast.

Even Sect Master Feng Tianyang's Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc was beaten into this state. Even the Legendary defensive skill Golden Feather Defense was torn apart head-on. How many breaths could his Silver-Armored Earth-Splitting Rhino last? Three breaths? Or two?

"I was right to concede." He squeezed these words out through his teeth. Every word carried the tremor of someone who had just survived a disaster.

"If I had fought him head-on, the Silver-Armored Earth-Splitting Rhino's fate would only have been worse than this. My face is lost, but my Beast is still here. As long as my Beast is here, I still have the capital to make a comeback..."

He took a deep breath and slowly raised his head, his gaze landing once again on the slender, upright figure on the arena. This time, there was no hatred or anger in his eyes, only a scrutiny that was calm to the point of coldness.

Seven days. From the moment his brother Lin Tao provoked him until now, only seven days had passed.

Seven days ago, what was the Sacred Student's strength? Gold Rank.

Now, seven days later, he had crushed a Heaven Ranking sixth place head-on. In seven days, he had crossed more than one major Realm. In seven days, he had gone from a freshman to a powerhouse capable of crushing the sixth rank on the Heaven Rankings. This speed of growth could no longer be described by the word "Genius."

What if another seven days passed? What Realm would he be? Purple Crystal Peak? Half-step Diamond? Or would he break through directly to Diamond Rank? What if he were given another month?

Lin Feng's pupils contracted violently. The feud between the Lin Family and Jiang Yun had already been forged since his brother Lin Tao and father. It had become irreconcilable from the moment he joined forces with Feng Ziyue to target the Longxiang Pavilion on the arena just now.

He had knelt and conceded earlier, and although Jiang Yun let him go, that was definitely not forgiveness; it was just disdain to pursue the matter further. Jiang Yun would settle scores with those he wanted to target one by one, letting none of them go. Lin Xinmu was insta-killed, he was forced to retreat, Feng Ziyue was scared paralyzed, and Sect Master Feng Tianyang was now crippled. In his eyes, the Lin Family was likely already on that list of scores to be settled.

"We cannot let him continue to grow." Lin Feng's voice was extremely low. Every word carried a cold, murderous intent.

"This person has already forged a mortal feud with the Lin Family. Today he crushed Sect Master Feng Tianyang, and in the future, he will crush the entire Lin Family. This matter must be reported to my father, the clan Elders, and the Old Ancestor as soon as possible. Having grown to this extent in a mere seven days, if he is allowed to continue growing, this child will surely be an endless source of trouble. We must, at all costs, find a way to eliminate him as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Lin Family will never have peace."

Several Lin Family disciples beside him heard these words, and their complexions changed in unison. A collateral disciple's lips trembled several times before he stammered out.

"Brother Feng... are you saying, we should have the Family..."

Lin Feng shot him a cold glance. The collateral disciple immediately swallowed the second half of his sentence, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Not far behind Lin Feng, Lin Tao sat slumped on the cold ground. He hadn't stood up since the moment Lin Feng knelt and conceded. His friends had long since run away, and the people around him avoided him as if he were a plague god; there was no one within a few steps of him.

And now, when he saw with his own eyes that even Sect Master Feng Tianyang—the Heaven Ranking sixth place who had been high and mighty and unshakable in his eyes—was crushed by Jiang Yun without any ability to fight back, there wasn't a trace of color left on his paper-white face. His lips were trembling violently. His teeth were chattering, making a clacking sound. He wanted to say something, but couldn't get a single word out.

Only one thought remained in his mind. He had provoked someone he shouldn't have. No, not a person, a monster. A monster that was only Gold Rank seven days ago. A monster that could crush the sixth rank on the Heaven Rankings head-on seven days later. And he, Lin Tao, had personally pushed the Lin Family to the opposite side of this monster.

"It's over... this time it's really over..." His voice was so hoarse it was almost unintelligible, sounding like he was crying and laughing at the same time. That absurd laughter, which only appears after reaching the extreme point of collapse, squeezed out of his throat intermittently.

"Even Sect Master Feng Tianyang lost... who else can suppress him... what kind of monster did I provoke..."

On the other side of the stands, Qian Luoyun crossed his arms and looked calmly at the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc lying in the pool of blood on the arena. He then slowly shifted his gaze to the figure on the back of the Little Skylark, who remained as upright as a pine tree. He was silent for a long time. Then he spoke, his voice not heavy, but carrying an unprecedented gravity.

"I retract what I said earlier."

Qian Rongrong stood beside him. She was stunned at his words. "Brother? What did you say just now?"

"I said Sect Master Feng Tianyang's chances of winning were shrinking." Qian Luoyun's gaze moved away from the Little Skylark and landed on Jiang Yun.

"I am now officially retracting my statement. It wasn't that his chances of winning were shrinking; from start to finish, Sect Master Feng Tianyang never had any chance of winning. The Sacred Student controlled the entire situation from the very first breath. The speed probe was a ruse; forcing Sect Master Feng Tianyang to reveal his trump cards was the truth. Every time Sect Master Feng Tianyang revealed a trump card, the Sacred Student would flip over an even bigger one to suppress him. Sect Master Feng Tianyang thought he was probing, but in reality, every step he took was within the Sacred Student's rhythm. This was not a battle between evenly matched opponents; this was a meticulously designed crushing victory."

He paused, a complex yet sincere smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"To be able to turn a battle between an Amethyst Level 6 and a Purple Crystal Ninth Rank Peak into a completely one-sided crushing victory right in front of me, this Sacred Student's attainments in combat command are already no less than mine. His Beast's aura is currently stable and its spiritual light is brilliant; even after fighting for so long, it looks as if it hasn't consumed any energy at all. Just this level of endurance is unmatched among his peers. I fear that the true combat power of this Sacred Student's Beast is already not far from mine."

Qian Rongrong widened her eyes, her little mouth forming an 'O' shape.

"Brother, are you serious? You are on the Heavenly Rankings... Didn't you say earlier that he was just probing? Why is your evaluation so high now?"

Qian Luoyun chuckled softly.

"Once the probing ends, only the facts remain. And your brother's eyes have never misread the facts."

Hearing this, Qian Rongrong revealed an expression of surprise.

Her brother, a prominent Prodigy ranked second on the Heavenly Rankings, had always kept a low profile.

He had never praised any newcomer Prodigy.

This was the first time she had ever heard her brother praise a newcomer so highly.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the viewing platform, Su Gumu had completely lost his composure.

The expression on his face was as if he were looking at a monster that did not belong to this world.

"He won... He really won!! A frontal crushing victory!! Crushing from start to finish!! Sect Master Feng Tianyang used four stacked skills, burned his Bloodline, and unleashed his Legendary-grade finishing move, yet he was broken from start to finish by a single combo. The Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc can't even stand up now!! Sister Qingying, did you see that!! He is not the same person he was seven days ago!!!"

He turned his head sharply to look at Su Qingying.

His voice cracked into two distinct tones due to excessive excitement.

"Seven days!! Only seven days!! From Gold Rank Eight to frontally crushing the sixth-ranked person on the Heavenly Rankings!! Who else in the entire provincial city could achieve this kind of growth speed?! When Third Uncle brought him into the Su Family as a matrilocal son-in-law, I thought it was too rash when I heard the news. Now, I just want to say that Third Uncle's judgment is ten thousand times better than mine!! This isn't an investment; this is finding a top-tier gem that no one else has discovered yet!!"

Su Qingying stood quietly at the edge of the viewing platform.

Her hands were gently clasped in front of her.

Her eyes, clear as a mirror, stared unblinkingly at the figure standing with his hands behind his back on the arena.

Her expression remained calm.

At least, to others, it appeared calm.

But if someone were to lean in and look closely, they would find that her eyes, which were usually cold and indifferent, were trembling slightly, almost imperceptibly.

It wasn't fear, nor was it nervousness; it was the instinctive shock in the heart of a powerhouse when seeing another powerhouse surpass them at a speed far exceeding their expectations.

How strong Sect Master Feng Tianyang was, she knew better than most people present.

She herself was ranked ninth on the Heavenly Rankings, three places behind Sect Master Feng Tianyang.

She had fought against Sect Master Feng Tianyang before, and the result was defeat.

Although that was a long time ago.

Although her Seven-Luminaries Divine Deer had also grown significantly in these past few months, she knew very well in her heart that even if she were to face Sect Master Feng Tianyang again now, she would not have absolute certainty of winning.

The Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc's Heaven-Severing was among the top tier of single-target finishing moves, and the dual Law suppression of the Golden Wind Absolute Domain had a natural restraint against her Seven-Luminaries Divine Deer.

She could hold on, could exhaust him, and could look for opportunities in a protracted battle, but it was absolutely impossible for her to suppress him head-on, let alone crush him from start to finish like Jiang Yun did.

Yet he did it.

He shattered Heaven-Severing head-on.

He counter-crushed the Golden Wind Absolute Domain.

A single combo broke him from start to finish.

The Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc didn't even have a chance to fight back.

What she couldn't do, he did, and he did it calmly, with ease, acting as if he were just dismissing an unworthy challenger.

"The current him..." Su Qingying spoke softly.

Her voice was calm, but every word carried a solemnity that had to be reckoned with.

"Has already far surpassed me."

Su Gumu turned his head abruptly, the expression on his face looking as if he had been struck by a club.

"Sister Qingying, what did you say? Far surpassed?! You are the ninth on the Heavenly Rankings! Even you say he has far surpassed you?!"

"The ninth on the Heavenly Rankings." A very faint, slightly self-deprecating smile appeared on the corners of Su Qingying's mouth.

"From today on, being ninth on the Heavenly Rankings is nothing. He crushed the sixth on the Heavenly Rankings, so he can crush the ninth on the Heavenly Rankings. Moreover, did you see the current state of his Divine Roc? After fighting for so long, simultaneously activating two major Legendary-grade skills, and engaging in frontal combat with the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc from start to finish, its breathing is still steady, the spiritual light on its wings is still bright, and the lightning storm in its pupils is still rotating crazily. This shows that the battle just now was not a high-intensity consumption for it at all. If it can crush Sect Master Feng Tianyang, it can crush me."

She paused slightly, her voice so soft that only she could hear it.

"Father was right. He was never a matrilocal son-in-law who needed the Su Family's protection, not from the very beginning. He is a meteor still lying dormant, and the only thing the Su Family should do is to follow his trajectory before the meteor streaks across the sky. If we lose track of him, the Su Family will miss an Opportunity that we wouldn't see in generations."

At this moment, Su Qingying finally realized how great an Opportunity her father had secured for the Su Family, and what a far-reaching investment he had made.

...

Longxiang Pavilion camp.

If the reaction of everyone in Longxiang Pavilion when Jiang Yun blocked Heaven-Severing just now was explosive, then at this moment, after the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc crashed onto the arena, the reaction of the Longxiang Pavilion camp was pure madness.

Zhao Tiezhu was the first to jump up.

His rugged face turned beet red, and his copper-bell-sized eyes were filled with fanatical light.

His two thick arms waved wildly in the air.

He was so excited that he looked like a wild bull that had been injected with ten pounds of stimulant.

"He won!! Jiang Yun won!! Not just an ordinary win!! It's a crushing victory!! A completely thorough crushing victory!! Sect Master Feng Tianyang's four stacked skills were seconds-crushed from start to finish by the Pavilion Master's combo!! The Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc can't even stand up now!! That's the sixth-ranked person on the Heavenly Rankings!! A ruthless person who has consistently held the sixth spot on the Heavenly Rankings for years!! Ancient Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc Bloodline!! Purple Crystal Ninth Rank Peak!! Crushed head-on by the Pavilion Master!! Didn't even have a chance to fight back!! I ask you, who else is there?! Who else from the Jingfeng Sect?! Who else from the Lin Family?! Who is still unconvinced?! Come up!! All of you, damn it, come up!! Jiang Yun will take care of you one by one!!"

His voice was as loud as a copper gong exploding over the Colosseum.

Even the people in the opposite stands could hear it clearly.

Although his behavior was extremely arrogant, no one dared to say a word at this moment.

"Pavilion Master is awesome!! Pavilion Master is awesome!!"

Lei Qing stood on his own arena.

He stepped one foot onto the stone railing at the edge of the arena.

His rugged face was filled with undisguised fanaticism and reverence.

"Hahaha!! I told you so!! Since the Pavilion Master dared to take him on, he must have had the confidence to crush him!! Who among you was worrying that the Pavilion Master would lose just now?! Stand out!! Let me spar with you!! The Pavilion Master could crush the Purple Gold Rank while at the Gold Rank in the Bone Burial Area; what is a mere Sect Master Feng Tianyang?! Did you see that!! He tore apart Golden Feather Defense head-on! He crushed the Golden Wind Absolute Domain!! Three skills stacked together were trampled from head to toe by the Pavilion Master's combo!! What do you call this?! This is called absolute strength!!"

He slapped his thigh hard.

His laughter was as rough and loud as a broken gong.

"From now on, whoever dares to touch anyone from Longxiang Pavilion, first weigh whether you have the same skills as Sect Master Feng Tianyang!"

Xiao Chen stood on the battle platform next to Lei Qing.

He was still his usual steady self, but the uncontrollable curve at the corners of his mouth betrayed his inner surging emotions.

He didn't roar at the top of his lungs like Zhao Tiezhu and Lei Qing.

He just took a deep breath, and then slowly spat out two words.

"Sacred Student... truly a role model for our generation."

Shang Xiaoxiao's voice was trembling slightly, carrying a hint of uncontrollable sobbing.

"Jiang Yun, he..."

"From C City until now, he has never let anyone down."

Liu Qingshuang stood on her own arena.

She watched quietly at the youth standing not far away, standing on the back of the Divine Roc with his hands behind his back.

The morning light spilled from behind him, coating his slender and upright figure with a layer of pale golden halo.

Little Skylark's cyan-purple divine feathers slowly stretched out beneath his feet, and lightning arcs leaped gently between the wings; the crackling sound was the clearest sound in the Colosseum at this moment.

That figure was not burly, perhaps even a bit slender, but standing there, he was like an unshakable mountain.

It was as if as long as he was still there, Longxiang Pavilion would not fall.

It was as if as long as he was still there, no one could touch the people around him.

Liu Qingshuang's cold, frosty eyes reflected that figure, reflected the cyan-purple lightning, and reflected the shocking pool of golden blood on the arena.

She felt a sense of safety and peace of mind like never before.

Her expression remained that cold and indifferent look.

But in her eyes, something had completely changed.

It was admiration.

"The Pavilion Master kept his word." Her voice was very soft, so soft that only she could hear it.

And in the back row of the Longxiang Pavilion camp, those ordinary members who had chosen to join because they heard that Longxiang Pavilion was led by the Sacred Student and would protect the weak in the academy, were now so excited that they couldn't speak a word.

Many of them were not strong, and before joining Longxiang Pavilion, they hadn't even entered the Earth Rankings.

Their reason for joining Longxiang Pavilion was simple.

In this Sky Dome Academy where the weak are prey to the strong, they needed a place that could protect them.

They needed a sense of belonging where they wouldn't be bullied at will.

And Longxiang Pavilion had given them that place.

Today, they saw with their own eyes how their Pavilion Master protected his own people.

It wasn't just talk; it was a real, solid crushing victory.

He beat the people who bullied them off the arena one by one, beating the most arrogant Lin Xinmu's Beast until it was severely injured and collapsed, beating the most insidious Lin Feng until he knelt down and admitted defeat, and beating the most insufferably arrogant Sect Master Feng Tianyang until even his Beast couldn't stand up.

Such a Pavilion Master was something they hadn't even dared to imagine before, let alone see.

An outer member who had joined Longxiang Pavilion for less than three days clenched his hands tightly into fists.

His lips were trembling violently, and his voice was hoarse as if he had just cried.

"When I first joined Longxiang Pavilion, my brother tried to persuade me not to go. He said that a newly established force couldn't amount to much, that no matter how strong the Sacred Student was, he was just a freshman, and that such a small force would eventually be swallowed up by larger forces. Now I just want to go back and tell him! You were wrong. The Sacred Student is not a freshman; the Sacred Student is a monster. The Jingfeng Sect was crushed from start to finish by him alone today; who else can swallow up Longxiang Pavilion? Who dares to swallow it?!"

"Me too." Another member beside him wiped the corner of his eye hard.

"I joined Longxiang Pavilion because I had been bullied by Feng Ziyue.

Last time outside the Colosseum, Feng Ziyue cornered me, made me kneel and call him Grandpa, and said I wasn't worthy of cultivating at Sky Dome Academy.

I knelt at that time."

"Today, I saw Feng Ziyue get scared stiff by the Pavilion Master on the arena. He didn't even dare to summon his Beast, just cowering in the corner and shivering! I think it was worth it. It's so satisfying! The best decision I've ever made in my life was joining Longxiang Pavilion."

The members of Longxiang Pavilion were incredibly excited. Everyone was utterly shocked by Jiang Yun's performance in this battle.

Meanwhile, on the battle platform where the Jingfeng Sect camp was located, Feng Yu stood behind Sect Master Feng Tianyang's main battle platform, his hands clenched into tight fists.

He watched helplessly as the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc fell from the sky, watched the confusion and collapse on Sect Master Feng Tianyang's face—an expression he had never seen before—and watched that Sacred Student, whom he had once dismissed, standing calmly on the arena with his hands behind his back, looking down at the fallen Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc in a pool of blood with a condescending posture.

His teeth chattered as he gritted them. "Sect Leader... even the Sect Leader has been defeated." His voice was extremely low. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"A frontal suppression. A frontal suppression from start to finish. Sect Master Feng Tianyang is the leader of the Jingfeng Sect, ranked sixth on the Heaven Rankings, and one of the top Prodigies of the Feng Family's generation. In the entire younger generation of the Feng Family, apart from Feng Xingyun, no one can reliably suppress him. Yet now, he has been frontally suppressed by a freshman who has been in the academy for less than a month."

He suddenly looked up at Jiang Yun on the arena. His eyes were surging with shock, wariness, and a trace of fear he didn't even want to admit to himself.

"This Sacred Student's growth speed is too terrifying. Seven days ago, he was only Gold Rank. Now, upon his return, he is only Amethyst Level 6, yet he can frontally suppress a Purple Crystal Ninth Rank Peak. Such speed cannot be found in the entire Feng Family's intelligence records. This matter must be reported to the clan Elders. This Sacred Student must be prioritized by the Feng Family. If he continues to grow at this speed, before long, I fear that even Feng Xingyun might not be able to reliably suppress him. By then, the entire Sky Dome Academy—no, the entire younger generation landscape of the provincial capital—will be completely rewritten by this person called Jiang Yun."

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. Then, he heard a more pathetic sound coming from behind him. Feng Ziyue was slumped at the edge of the arena. If Feng Yu could still maintain a facade of composure, Feng Ziyue had completely collapsed.

His sinister face was devoid of any color, his lips trembling violently, his teeth clattering, and his whole body curled up into a ball, like a quail that had been scared out of its wits. He had seen with his own eyes Jiang Yun instantly defeat Lin Xinmu. He had seen with his own eyes Jiang Yun force back Lin Feng. He had seen with his own eyes Jiang Yun frontally suppress Sect Master Feng Tianyang. That Sect Leader of the Jingfeng Sect who was high and mighty, unshakable in his heart. His older brother!

"Big brother... even big brother has been defeated... even big brother has been suppressed by him..." His voice was choked with tears, incoherently repeating the same sentence. "Who else can suppress him... who else... it's over... everything is over... the Jingfeng Sect is finished... the Jingfeng Sect has been crippled by him alone... I'm next... he said just now that it was my turn... he will come to hit me... he will come to kill me..."

Feng Yu looked back at him and coldly spat out two words. "Shut up." Feng Ziyue shuddered at this shout and curled up in the corner, not daring to make another sound. But Feng Yu knew clearly in his heart that his shout was not just to suppress Feng Ziyue's fear, but also to suppress his own unease.

On the arena, Jiang Yun stood on the back of Little Skylark, looked down at the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc struggling in the pool of blood, and then slowly raised his head, his gaze landing on Sect Master Feng Tianyang. Sect Master Feng Tianyang stood blankly at the other end of the arena. The sharp and arrogant smile that had always been on his face had completely shattered. It didn't disappear; it shattered. It shattered into fragments of shock, confusion, and disbelief.

Jiang Yun looked at him, his gaze as calm as water. "Sect Master Feng, have you exhausted your trump cards?! Now, it's my turn."

As the words fell, Little Skylark's wings suddenly flapped, and billions of cyan-purple Wind-Thunder Law patterns on its wings simultaneously erupted with blinding light. The Wind-Thunder Calamity Domain shrouding the arena did not dissipate because the battle had ended; instead, the moment Jiang Yun's words fell, it began to spin crazily again. Billions of wind blades and thunderbolts intertwined, compressed, and gathered at the core of the Domain, and an aura even more terrifying than the previous net-closing strike was rapidly brewing within the Domain. Its target was the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc on the arena that could no longer stand up.

Sect Master Feng Tianyang's eyes widened to the limit. He stared fixedly at the cyan-purple light frantically condensing on Little Skylark's wings, at the Wind-Thunder Calamity Domain that was gathering power again, and at the expression on Jiang Yun's face, which was calm to the point of cruelty. He opened his mouth, and the sound squeezed from his throat was hoarse and broken, carrying a panic that had never appeared on him before.

"Impossible... how is this possible?! Fighting for so long! Your Beast activated two Legendary skills simultaneously and fought for so long! Frontally shattered the Heaven-Severing! Counter-suppressed the Golden Wind Absolute Domain! Continuously released the Ancient Wind-Thunder Wing Slash, Nirvana Thunder Prison, and Wind-Thunder Heavenly Feathers—so many skills... Why?! Why does your Beast look like it hasn't consumed anything at all?! Its spiritual light hasn't faded! Its breathing isn't disordered! Its aura is even stronger than when the battle just started?!"

He suddenly stepped forward, his voice rising sharply, turning into a question that was almost out of control. "Bastard! What level is your Beast's Bloodline?! Even the Bloodline blessing of an Ancient Divine Roc could not allow an Amethyst Rank Beast to possess this kind of stamina! What exactly is special about you?!"

Jiang Yun did not answer. Sect Master Feng Tianyang would never guess that Jiang Yun's Beast possessed the Bloodline of an Ancient Divine Beast. Jiang Yun simply looked at Sect Master Feng Tianyang calmly, his expression unchanged. Only the killing intent in his eyes became increasingly obvious.

Jiang Yun knew very well. If he hadn't won today, if he had been the one defeated, would Sect Master Feng Tianyang have spared Little Skylark? No. If the Heaven-Severing of the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc had landed solidly just now, Little Skylark's fate would only be more miserable than the current Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc. This leader of the Jingfeng Sect was never a soft-hearted person. He had offered Jiang Yun a way out on the arena, but that gesture itself was a product of arrogance. It was condescending charity, not true kindness. If he had won, he would only have treated that Divine Roc, which climbed up by stepping on the bones of its opponents, as another stepping stone, casually saying that the opponent deserved it for being inferior in skill.

Therefore, Jiang Yun would not have any hesitation. He was not a bloodthirsty person, but he was also never someone who would be soft-hearted toward his enemies. From C City to the provincial capital. From Ash Town to Black Rock City. Everyone who wanted to put him to death. He had not let a single one of them go.

Little Skylark felt its master's will. The Wind-Thunder light on its wings condensed even faster. "No!!! Don't!!" Sect Master Feng Tianyang realized Jiang Yun's intention. He was finally completely panicked. He rushed toward the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc, wanting to use his body to block in front of his Beast, but he stopped after just two steps. Because he saw the thunderbolt pattern spinning crazily in Little Skylark's pupils. The thunder power contained in that pattern was enough to swallow him and the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc together. He couldn't block it. He couldn't block anything. He could only watch helplessly as the power in the Wind-Thunder Calamity Domain gathered stronger and stronger. He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Yun's Beast prepared to deliver the final blow to the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc.

He had never thought that he would be defeated today, defeated by a freshman he had previously dismissed entirely, defeated by an ant that had been in the academy for only a month and whom he had regarded as something he could crush with a wave of his hand. Despair. Complete and utter despair. It was a kind of despair—being dragged down from the altar, trampled underfoot, without even the strength to resist. "Don't!!!" Sect Master Feng Tianyang's hoarse roar exploded over the Colosseum.

And just at the same moment the Wind-Thunder power on Little Skylark's wings was about to be unleashed. Above the high platform. The expressions of the deans all changed simultaneously. "What?! This kid is about to cripple the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc!!" Vice Dean Yan Lie suddenly stood up from his seat, his hands supporting the high platform railing, his voice full of anxiety. "No! Sect Master Feng Tianyang has already been defeated! His Beast can no longer stand up! If we let the Sacred Student deliver this blow, the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc will definitely be crippled!! The Feng Family will never let this go!!"

"The Feng Family is a first-class major Family in the provincial capital!!" Another dean spoke urgently. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Their Family history is even longer than the academy's, and behind them, there is very likely an Eclipsing Moon Rank Peak or even a Radiant Sun Beast Tamer presiding!! Sect Master Feng Tianyang is a core direct descendant heavily cultivated by the Feng Family, and his Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc was raised with how much of the Feng Family's resources!! If it is crippled by the Sacred Student right under our noses, the Feng Family will surely be enraged!! At that time, not only will the academy have trouble, but the Sacred Student himself will not be able to escape!! It will bring endless trouble!!"

"We must stop him!!" Tie Kuang said in a muffled voice, his thick arms supporting the railing, his entire upper body leaning slightly forward. "It is a fact that Sect Master Feng Tianyang was defeated because his skills were inferior, but the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc has already lost its combat capability. The Colosseum allows injuries, but it does not allow the intentional crippling of a Beast that has lost its combat capability!! This is the rule!! If the Sacred Student really delivers this blow, even if he is in the right, he will become in the wrong!!"

"Vice Dean Ming Jing!!" Yan Lie suddenly turned his head to look at Vice Dean Ming Jing. His voice was so urgent he was almost shouting. "If you don't speak now, it will be too late!! The Sacred Student's Divine Roc's attack charge has reached its critical point!! What exactly are you waiting for?!"

Vice Dean Ming Jing remained seated in the main seat. His expression had not changed much from beginning to end. But in those deep eyes, a trace of satisfaction that others could hardly detect flashed. Yes, satisfaction. Watching the young man on the arena standing on the back of the Divine Roc, calmly suppressing the sixth-ranked on the Heaven Rankings from start to finish, the almost imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth rose a little more. This Little Fellow really did not disappoint him. No, not just did not disappoint him. It was far beyond his expectations. But he also knew that Yan Lie was right. Sect Master Feng Tianyang could be defeated, and the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc could be injured, but it could not be crippled. If the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc were truly crippled, given the Feng Family's protective nature, this matter would indeed be difficult to resolve.

Just at the moment before Little Skylark's charge reached its critical point. Just at the moment when everyone thought the Heaven-Splitting Golden Roc was about to be completely crippled by this blow. A voice suddenly exploded over the Colosseum. The voice was old and majestic, like a ten-thousand-year-old ancient bell being struck suddenly, and every word was wrapped in an unquestionable, majestic pressure, making the air over the entire Colosseum hum. "Sacred Student! You can stop now!!" The voice paused. Then the next sentence. It fell onto the arena like a heavenly decree. "This battle! You have won!"