548: Chapter 548 I want to sign up for the Rank 5 Arena Challenge!!

Water and fire True Qi entwined around it; the deep blue Xuanming True Water and the crimson Nanming Li Fire interlaced. Cold and heat coexisted, as ice and fire danced together.

This spear strike seemed simple, yet it contained the power to destroy heaven and earth!

In his haste, Lei Yu raised both claws. Electric light flickered on his black spirit claws as he attempted to block the strike.

Clang!

The long spear collided with the spirit claws, erupting in a deafening roar!

Sparks flew in all directions, and a shockwave spread outward frantically!

Immediately following, Lei Yu's body was instantly sent flying!

Like a kite with a broken string, he traced an arc through the air and smashed heavily toward the ground!

Boom!

A massive sound echoed as dust rose and stone fragments flew everywhere!

A huge crater was smashed into the floor of the Fighting Arena!

As the dust dissipated, Lei Yu could be seen lying in the center of the crater, eyes tightly shut, body charred black, and fallen into a coma.

Defeated.

Defeated without any suspense.

Seeing this, Qin Yan's expression remained calm; he didn't even spare a second glance.

He directly flew away from the arena, his figure vanishing into the passage.

This kind of opponent was no longer worth his attention.

In the spectator stands, after a brief silence, a heaven-shaking cheer erupted!

"He won! Qin Yan won!"

"Hahahaha, I told you betting on Qin Yan was a guaranteed profit!"

"Qin Yan is too strong! Lei Yu was so fierce, yet he couldn't even take a single spear strike!"

Cheers, applause, and discussions interlaced, echoing throughout the entire arena.

Because the vast majority of people had bet on Qin Yan's victory, their faces were now overflowing with the joy of their gains.

Huang Jiuli was not surprised by this scene.

Never mind that this Lei Yu was a double Fifth Grade Peak; even if he had broken through to the Sixth Grade, he would be no match for Qin Yan.

One must know that in this battle, Qin Yan hadn't even used his mysterious five-colored light Spirit Weapon Skill, nor had he employed that ice-and-fire interlaced Spear Technique.

In this fight, Qin Yan hadn't gone all out at all!

It was like an adult bullying a child, a complete crushing from beginning to end.

Yin Li also recognized Qin Yan's extraordinary nature at this moment.

To be able to cross two Realms and defeat an enemy so easily, this young man named Qin Yan had a foundation that was far from simple!

That calm and composed aura he carried, and that style of fighting that made heavy tasks look easy, were definitely not things an ordinary Prodigy could possess.

However, these things had nothing to do with her for the time being.

She was from the West Courtyard, and he was from the East Courtyard; they wouldn't have much of a competitive relationship in the short term.

What she currently needed to compete against were those few Prodigies in her West Courtyard!

Her primary mission was to first secure the position of Saintess of the West Courtyard; only after achieving that would she have time to consider the affairs of other courtyards.

In the battles that followed, no other powerful challengers appeared.

Those challengers had mediocre strength and couldn't even reach an eight-win streak, let alone force Qin Yan to act.

After watching for a while, the two women left.

They had to seize the time to Cultivate next!

The reason they came here today was also to relax.

In the path of martial arts cultivation, balancing tension and relaxation was the correct approach.

One's nerves couldn't be kept too tight, or it would lead to the opposite of the desired effect.

Meanwhile, in the VIP viewing area, Qin Yan continued to train hard after finishing his match.

His long spear danced, creating layers of spear shadows as Nirvana Spear Intent circulated within the room.

To him, there was no end to the path of martial arts; as long as he worked hard, there would be rewards!

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December 15th.

Early in the morning, an acquaintance arrived at Qin Yan's room.

The visitor was none other than Deacon Sun Cheng.

Today, he wore a brand-new green robe, his hair was meticulously combed, and a warm smile was on his face.

"Brother Qin Yan, have you become accustomed to staying at the Tiangang Arena during this period?"

Sun Cheng asked warmly, his tone full of concern.

"Thank you for your concern, Deacon. Everything is well with me."

Qin Yan stood up to greet him and answered with a smile.

The two then engaged in some brief small talk.

They chatted about recent matches and interesting occurrences in the arena.

After chatting for a while, Sun Cheng directly stated his purpose:

"Brother Qin Yan, our arena has already found a suitable Gold Medal Arena Defender. Your mission can come to an end."

Hearing this, a hint of loss welled up in Qin Yan's heart.

Was the mission about to end?

Although he knew this day would come sooner or later, he still felt a bit reluctant now that it had arrived.

During his time at the arena, his days had been fulfilling and disciplined.

Five taixuan points every day, and occasionally making some tiangang points through betting—he truly wished such days could continue forever.

Seeing this, Sun Cheng also showed reluctance.

He didn't want Qin Yan to leave either.

After all, the other's strength was simply too formidable; with him around, the quality of the Fifth Grade Arena was guaranteed.

Any challengers wishing to push for a nine-win or ten-win streak would first have to pass through Qin Yan.

However, the problem was precisely that he was too strong, to the point that as long as Qin Yan fought, almost all the spectators would bet on him to win.

Even if the odds were only 1.1, everyone scrambled to bet.

This made things very difficult for them.

The spectators were making a fortune, but the arena wasn't making any money.

Furthermore, he was a Special Grade Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land; they couldn't ask him to throw a match.

Therefore, after repeated consideration, they decided to end his mission.

If they let Qin Yan keep fighting, the revenue of their Fifth Grade Arena would decrease significantly.

Qin Yan nodded.

He understood the arena's difficulties and Sun Cheng's helplessness.

All good things must come to an end, and he would keep this experience in his heart.

He was then led away by Deacon Sun Cheng, and after some procedures, his status as a temporary Gold Medal Arena Defender was revoked.

The golden mark on his token was erased, his room permissions were withdrawn, and everything returned to its original state.

"Qin Yan, I wish you prosperity in your martial path ahead."

Deacon Sun Cheng patted Qin Yan's shoulder and spoke sincerely.

"Thank you, Deacon."

Qin Yan bowed with his hands clasped.

Deacon Sun Cheng then departed.

After seeing Sun Cheng leave, Qin Yan did not leave the Tiangang Arena.

He stood in place, silent for a moment, then turned and walked toward the main hall.

Inside the hall, people came and went, with Martial Artists of various races weaving in and out incessantly.

Qin Yan arrived at the registration window.

"I want to sign up for the Fifth Grade Arena Challenge."

He stated.

The staff member looked up, glanced at him, and handed over a form.

Qin Yan finished filling it out and paid the 5 tiangang points registration fee.

This time, he wasn't acting as a Gold Medal Arena Defender, but as a challenger!

A Gold Medal Arena Defender waits for others to challenge them, whereas a challenger actively goes to challenge others.

The identity had changed, but the goal remained the same—to earn money and resources.

After paying, Qin Yan spent another tiangang point to open a room in the Tiangang Arena and began his training.

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