71: Even if you are beaten to death, you can't cry.

“The true Championship Battle is about to begin!”

“Young Master Qin has so much Face; he’s actually been arranged to be the Boss.”

“Isn’t he a Boss? I don’t even know how we’re supposed to win against him…”

Hongwu City, beneath the light screen.

The crowd was once again invigorated.

Perhaps because of the low Rank, this Summoning Battlefield’s process was much shorter.

But the excitement was definitely no less than before!

Mainly, Qin Yang’s performance was simply explosive.

Before this, many people only knew that legendary Professionals were very strong, but they had no concrete concept or understanding.

Now, everyone knew.

The so-called Professional rating was not randomly set, but a truth summarized by Professionals over 500 years of combat.

Under the same conditions,

a regular Professional could not be stronger than an outstanding Professional.

An outstanding Professional could not be stronger than a transcendent or epic one.

As for legendary… everyone saw it.

With the strength Qin Yang displayed, how could you even fight him?

Moreover,

everyone had a feeling.

This guy hadn’t even used his full strength yet.

Ye Qiuning, Luan Tian, Chu Mengxuan… those top-ranked Prodigies, all experienced bitter battles, and Ye Qiuning even fell into a desperate situation.

But Qin Yang? From beginning to end, not even a single strand of his hair was out of place.

He was like he was playing in the Summoning Battlefield.

This level of strength was simply beyond what ordinary people could achieve.

If anyone ever said the nonsense, “The strength of a Professional is determined by the person,” again, then they should just go die!

“Now we’ll see if those Prodigies in the Championship Battle can force out Young Master Qin’s full strength.”

“I think it’s very difficult, unless they all go at him together.”

“All together? Then there’ll be a good show! I want to see the Prodigies fight the Boss!”

The Professionals discussed animatedly, extremely anticipating the upcoming battle.

“Don’t get excited too early,” an old Professional said calmly. “Maybe it’ll be another instant kill.”

Many powerful Professionals were paying attention to this Summoning Battlefield.

Those with sharp eyes could naturally see.

Qin Yang and the others were not on the same dimension.

Low-dimensional fighting high-dimensional, mere quantity was useless.

Before the third stage officially began,

many Professionals withdrew from the Summoning Battlefield.

Clearly, they realized the danger.

The third stage was an unrestricted combat without rules.

The casualty rate would only be higher, not lower, than the previous two stages.

If they met a kind opponent, they could still live if they lost.

But if they met a ruthless one, it would be a fight to the death.

The bright moon hung in the sky, and as a loud bell rang,

battle scenes appeared in the Heavenly Dao light screen.

The contest between Professionals officially began.

Warrior against Mage, Mage against Archer.

The remaining Professionals all challenged upwards.

One-on-one, or one-on-many.

Ignoring those evenly matched chicken pecking at each other,

the Heavenly Dao light screen directly gave the camera to the top ten.

In the sky screen, a square platform appeared.

Ye Qiuning, Chu Mengxuan, Namo, and other top ten Prodigies all appeared in the picture.

As targets to be challenged,

they all saw their opponents.

Luan Tian of Cangxuan City even chose to go one-on-many, simultaneously facing the challenge of ten top 100 Professionals.

In the center of the square platform, Luan Tian stood proudly, surrounded by a thick, blood-red aura.

And around the platform, multiple figures flickered out one after another.

Holy Knight, Flame Mage, Wind-Strolling Ranger… the ten outstanding Professionals merely exchanged glances and reached an agreement in their hearts.

Ten against one, after taking down Luan Tian, they would then contend for second place.

But they overlooked one thing.

The multi-person challenge was initiated by Luan Tian himself.

His eyes gleamed with excitement, and he roared at the ten challengers, “Trash! What are you still standing there for? Come on!”

Luan Tian’s arrogance ignited the challengers’ fury.

The Ranger drew his bow, the Mage condensed flames, and they all entered combat stances.

But Luan Tian only made one move.

He bit his finger and smeared the blood on his glabella.

Instantly, the blood on his glabella, like a living entity, began to crawl across his Face.

Luan Tian’s body also underwent a drastic change during this period.

His pupils turned red, and the whites of his eyes turned black.

His already bulging muscles became even more exaggerated.

The blood-red aura surrounding him began to boil, like flames.

“He’s going berserk! Focus fire!”

As a Holy Light Priest issued the command,

the challengers all unleashed their killing moves.

Flames and lightning surged towards Luan Xiao, covering him from head to toe.

The Wind-Strolling Ranger’s “Five-Arrow Volley” was the first to reach Luan Tian.

Just as the five arrows, lined up in a row, were about to pierce Luan Tian’s glabella, he transformed into a bloody afterimage, disappearing from his original spot.

“So fast?”

The Wind-Strolling Ranger’s eyes widened, letting out an exclamation.

How could a Blood Frenzy Warrior like him have such high agility?

Just then, Luan Tian’s voice came from behind him.

“You’re too slow!”

The Wind-Strolling Ranger glanced out of the corner of his eye, and only a fist appeared in his vision.

Bang!

A large cloud of blood mist dispersed, yellow and white splattering everywhere.

The Rank 30 Wind-Strolling Ranger had his head blown off with one punch!

Splat.

The headless corpse collapsed to the ground, and from the bowl-sized wound, thick, viscous blood gushed out.

This blood did not flow to the ground but spread upwards, as if an invisible blood vessel was guiding the blood to Luan Tian’s glabella.

Gulp!

Gulp!

Luan Tian’s throat moved, making a swallowing sound.

It felt as if he had swallowed the opponent’s blood.

“Delicious Blood Frenzy!”

Luan Tian wore an expression of enjoyment, looking at the remaining challengers.

As if these people were fruits that could be picked at will.

Seeing this, the others panicked.

They had seen many ferocious demons.

But such a ferocious human, it was their first time!

They wanted to withdraw from the challenge but received a refusal notification.

“No winner or loser has been decided, cannot withdraw.”

… City Lord’s Mansion, on the viewing platform.

Lin Xiao’er had already sat in Zhang Qian, City Lord’s seat.

She had just picked up a chicken leg,

when she saw the bloody scene in the light screen.

Luan Tian, with his strength alone, dismembered ten Professionals, tearing out their hearts and lungs.

Lin Xiao’er frowned, her appetite instantly diminished, and she looked at Luan Xiao with some dissatisfaction, saying, “Is this kid poisoned? If he’s going to kill people, why make it so disgusting?”

Luan Xiao, whose name was called, immediately stood up and said tremblingly, “My younger brother’s Professional is a Blood Frenzy Warrior; he needs to accumulate Blood Frenzy Qi, so his attacks were a bit ruthless…”

“Trash Professional.”

Lin Xiao’er uncorked her wine flask and said, “When he gets killed, you can’t cry, okay?”

Luan Xiao sighed, nodding heavily.

He naturally understood the meaning in Lin Xiao’er’s words.

According to the rules of the third stage, Luan Tian would definitely encounter Qin Yang.

If he was still controlled by the Blood Frenzy, then even the King of Heaven wouldn’t be able to save him.

The key was… even if he was beaten to death, Luan Xiao couldn’t seek revenge.

The Luan Family of Cangxuan had no right to resist in front of this Sword Immortal of Wine.

This Young Master of the Luan Family finally felt the helplessness of being oppressed.

Just then, Lin Xiao’er’s eyes lit up, showing a doting expression, and she chuckled, “The Chu Family’s silly girl is getting more and more beautiful; as expected of the person I’ve taken a liking to~”