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175: Chapter 175 First Battle a Victory, Ten-Game Winning Streak Begins

The sky of the Hegemon Body Ancestral Star was never truly a sky.

Under 127 times gravity, it was a field faultβ€”torn and healed, healed and torn hundreds of millions of times by the Fist Intent of countless generations of Hegemons.

At this moment, these faults were projecting dark golden light onto the surface of the Ancestral Star at a frequency of once every 1.7 seconds.

That was not sunlight.

It was "Battle Intent Residue."

β€”β€”β€”

Lin Ye stood at the edge of Arena No. 7.

[Hegemon Body Ancestral Star Β· Prodigy Arena District]

[Arena Number: 7]

[Arena Specifications: 100 meters in diameter, perfect circle]

[Ground Material: Ancestral Star Primordial Rock (Hardness β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…)]

[Gravity Environment: 127G (Full Power)]

[Magic Ban Restriction: None (All abilities available)]

[Current Audience: Approximately 1,700 people (via holographic projection)]

[Current Combatants:]

[Red Side: Night Emperor (Heavenly Court) β€” Rank 64 Β· Chaos Heavenly Emperor Body]

[Blue Side: Lie Feng (Yao Race) β€” Rank 62 Β· Wind Spirit Physique]

β€”β€”β€”

Seventeen meters away stood a slender Yao Race youth.

His skin was pale cyan, and behind his ears were two long, thin fin-like organs vibrating at an extremely high frequency. That was the hallmark of the Yao Race Wind Spirit Physiqueβ€”it could achieve subsonic movement by vibrating air molecules.

[Lie Feng Β· Yao Race]

[Rank: 64]

[Physique: Wind Spirit Physique (Awakening 57%)]

[Combat Power Evaluation: 83,000-91,000]

[Specialty: Speed-type contestant, maximum movement speed up to 0.3 times the speed of sound]

[Weakness: Low defense, physical strength only equivalent to 70% of others at the same Rank]

β€”β€”β€”

Lie Feng looked at Lin Ye.

Three seconds passed.

He spoke.

"Rank 64."

"Chaos Heavenly Emperor Body."

"Ranked 27th."

He smiled.

There was no contempt in that smile, only a sort of eager excitement.

"Let me see how much of a gap there is between you and the 10th ranked Shi Potian."

β€”β€”β€”

Lin Ye did not speak.

He simply placed his right hand on his sword hilt.

That fine iron longsword brought back from the Trial Ancient Starβ€”the grey crack in the center of the blade still pulsed steadily under 127 times gravity.

Once every 1.7 seconds.

β€”β€”β€”

[Arena Match Β· 7th Bout]

[Countdown: 3 seconds]

[2 seconds]

[1 second]

[Start]

β€”β€”β€”

Second 0.

Lie Feng's figure vanished from his spot.

0.3 times the speed of sound.

100-meter distance.

0.97 seconds.

β€”β€”β€”

Second 0.3.

Lin Ye's sword left its sheath.

He didn't slash in any direction.

He "plunged" it into the ground.

The blade sank 0.3 meters into the Ancestral Star Primordial Rock.

β€”β€”β€”

Second 0.7.

[Chaos Domain Β· Open]

[Radius: 17 meters]

[Divine Power Consumption: 7%]

β€”β€”β€”

The grey Domain expanded to 17 meters within 0.1 seconds with Lin Ye as the center.

Within the Domain, gravity temporarily dropped from 127G to 70G.

A nightmare for speed-type contestants.

β€”β€”β€”

Second 0.97.

Lie Feng's figure charged into the Chaos Domain.

His speed plummeted from 0.3 times the speed of sound to 0.17 times.

[Wind Spirit Physique Β· Suppressed]

[Movement Speed -43%]

β€”β€”β€”

His pupils constricted sharply.

But it was already too late to turn.

0.1 seconds after he charged into the Domain, Lin Ye's left hand pressed against his chest.

[Chaos Power Β· Erosion]

[Damage Dealt: 0 points]

[Effect: Yao Power circulation interrupted for 3 seconds]

β€”β€”β€”

Lie Feng felt the Wind Spirit Power in his body like a flame having its fuel removed.

It was extinguished instantly.

His body lost balance.

He toppled forward.

β€”β€”β€”

Second 1.3.

Lin Ye's right hand let go of the sword hilt.

The sword was still plunged into the ground.

Empty-handed, he caught Lie Feng's falling body.

He caught the body.

Used the momentum.

Spun.

And threw him out of the Chaos Domain.

β€”β€”β€”

Lie Feng tumbled seven times outside the Domain.

He crashed into the energy shield at the edge of the arena.

[Health: 100% β†’ 91%]

[Status: Stunned for 1.7 seconds]

β€”β€”β€”

Second 2.

Lin Ye pulled out his sword.

He walked toward him.

β€”β€”β€”

Second 2.3.

Lie Feng woke from his stun.

He saw Lin Ye standing three meters in front of him.

The tip of the sword pointed at his throat.

β€”β€”β€”

[Battle Over]

[Time Elapsed: 2.3 seconds]

[Winner: Night Emperor (Heavenly Court)]

[Evaluation: Within Three Moves]

β€”β€”β€”

Total silence.

0.3 seconds later.

The first exclamation erupted from the audience.

"2.3 seconds?!"

"A Rank 62 Wind Spirit Physique couldn't even get one move out?!"

"Chaos Domain... what the hell is that?!"

β€”β€”β€”

Lin Ye sheathed his sword.

He turned.

And walked off the arena.

β€”β€”β€”

[System Prompt: You have obtained your first victory]

[Current Win Streak: 1]

[Current Points: 1]

[Next Opponent: Randomly matching...]

[Estimated Waiting Time: 17 minutes]

β€”β€”β€”

Minute 17.

Match 2.

Opponent: Rank 59 Β· Stone Race Warrior.

[Pan Shi Β· Stone Race]

[Rank: 59]

[Physique: Monolith Sacred Body (Awakening 43%)]

[Combat Power Evaluation: 71,000-79,000]

β€”β€”β€”

Battle time: 4.7 seconds.

Lin Ye's first strike broke his stone armor.

The second strike pierced the crack in his breastplate.

He did not need a third strike.

β€”β€”β€”

Match 3.

Opponent: Rank 61 Β· Blood Race Assassin.

[An Ying Β· Blood Race]

[Rank: 61]

[Physique: Blood Shadow Physique (Awakening 51%)]

[Combat Power Evaluation: 77,000-85,000]

β€”β€”β€”

Battle time: 7.1 seconds.

His Shadow Evasion failed within the Chaos Domain.

Lin Ye was waiting for him at the spot where he appeared.

β€”β€”β€”

Match 4.

Opponent: Rank 63 Β· Mechanical Cult Augmented Warrior.

[Tie Qu Β· Mechanical Cult]

[Rank: 63]

[Modification Level: 71%]

[Combat Power Evaluation: 89,000-97,000]

β€”β€”β€”

Battle time: 11.3 seconds.

His mechanical left arm was removed at the joint by Lin Ye's sword.

He surrendered.

β€”β€”β€”

Match 5.

Opponent: Rank 60 Β· Feather Race Archer.

[Feng Yi Β· Feather Race]

[Rank: 60]

[Physique: Gale Sacred Body (Awakening 39%)]

[Combat Power Evaluation: 69,000-76,000]

β€”β€”β€”

Battle time: 3.1 seconds.

Before she could even take flight.

Lin Ye's sword was already at her throat.

β€”β€”β€”

Match 6.

Match 7.

Match 8.

Match 9.

β€”β€”β€”

[Current Win Streak: 9]

[Cumulative Time: 41.7 seconds (Average 4.6 seconds/match)]

[Current Points: 9]

[Next Match: Match 10]

[Opponent: Randomly matching...]

β€”β€”β€”

Lin Ye stood at the edge of the arena.

His sword was not yet sheathed.

On the blade, there were nine new, extremely fine scratches.

They were mementos left by the weapons or armor of his nine opponents.

β€”β€”β€”

The clamor in the audience had lasted for a full 47 minutes.

From the 2.3 seconds of the first match to the 4.6-second average ending with the ninth match.

Everyone was asking the same question:

"Who on earth is this Night Emperor?"

β€”β€”β€”

Someone pulled up the Myriad Races Prodigy Rankings.

"Ranked 27th?!"

"The 27th Rank fights like this?!"

"Then how strong must the top 10 be?!"

β€”β€”β€”

Someone pulled up the star rankings.

"First stage of the Ancient Star Road... record holder?!"

"2 days, 18 hours, 43 minutes?!"

"It's 1 hour and 20 minutes slower than the Nameless Oneβ€”but that's still a record!!"

β€”β€”β€”

Someone pulled up the Chaos Valley bloody battle records.

"72-hour bloody battle... killed 9,000 Berserk Blood Wolves?!"

"Destroyed the Blood Altar?!"

"Defeated the projection of the Blood Prince?!"

β€”β€”β€”

As soon as the name Blood Prince was mentioned.

The audience went quiet for 0.3 seconds.

Then the noise became even louder.

β€”β€”β€”

Minute 17.

[Match 10 Opponent Matching Complete]

[Opponent: Lie Kong (Yao Race) β€” Rank 63]

[Note: Elder brother of Lie Feng (Opponent in Match 1)]

β€”β€”β€”

A Yao Race youth, half a head taller than Lie Feng and surrounded by even denser Wind Spirit Power, walked onto the arena from the opposite side.

His eyes were deep cyan.

In the center of his pupils were extremely fine, pale golden vertical slits.

That was the sign of a Wind Spirit Physique with an Awakening level exceeding 60%.

[Lie Kong Β· Yao Race]

[Rank: 63]

[Physique: Wind Spirit Physique (Awakening 63%)]

[Combat Power Evaluation: 91,000-99,000]

[Specialty: 30% faster than Lie Feng, and can launch three consecutive attacks while moving at high speed]

[Battle Record: Won all first 3 preliminary matches, average time 17 seconds per match]

β€”β€”β€”

He stood seventeen meters in front of Lin Ye.

Looking at him.

Three seconds passed.

"You defeated my younger brother," he said.

β€”β€”β€”

Lin Ye did not speak.

β€”β€”β€”

"2.3 seconds," Lie Kong continued.

[part:gemini-3.1-flash-lite]

He didn't even have a chance to make a move.

The Wind Spirit Physique was suppressed by your Chaos Domain to that extent.

He paused.

I want to try.

Lin Ye looked at him.

3 seconds.

Try what?

He said.

Lie Kong smiled.

There was no hostility in that smile.

Only a pure, warrior-to-warriorβ€”craving.

To see how long I can hold out.

[Prodigy Arena - Match 10]

[Countdown: 3 seconds]

[2 seconds]

[1 second]

[Start]

0 seconds.

Lie Kong did not charge.

He stood in place.

He formed hand seals with both hands.

[Wind Spirit Physique - Storm Incarnation]

[Consumption: 30% Yao Power]

[Effect: Condense 7 layers of Wind Blade Shields around the body, lasting 17 seconds]

[Shield Strength: Each layer can absorb 7,000 points of damage]

7 layers of Wind Blade Shields.

Each layer was rotating at high speed.

Under 127 times gravity, the sound of cutting through the air turned into a low hum, like the breathing of an ancient giant beast.

0.3 seconds.

Lin Ye's sword unsheathed.

Chaos Domainβ€”Activate.

Radius 17 meters.

Lie Kong stood at the edge of the Domain.

He felt it.

That gray, all-eroding power was slowly dissolving his Wind Blade Shields.

[Wind Blade Shield - Layer 1]

[Strength: 7,000 β†’ 6,300]

[Erosion Speed: 700 points/second]

0.7 seconds.

Lin Ye took a step forward.

The Chaos Domain moved with him.

Lie Kong was pulled into the very center of the Domain.

[Wind Blade Shield - Layer 1]

[6,300 β†’ 4,200]

[Layer 2]

[7,000 β†’ 5,600]

1 second.

Lin Ye took another step.

Distance to Lie Kong: 7 meters.

[Wind Blade Shield - Layer 1]

[4,200 β†’ 2,100]

[Layer 2]

[5,600 β†’ 3,500]

[Layer 3]

[7,000 β†’ 5,600]

1.3 seconds.

Lin Ye stopped.

He looked at Lie Kong.

3 seconds.

'Your brother didn't make a move,' he said.

'Because I didn't want him to.'

'You did.'

His sword thrust out.

Not at Lie Kong.

But into the Wind Blade Shield in front of him.

[Chaos Power - Erosion - Focused Mode]

[Concentrate all erosion power at one point]

[Shield strength consumption speed: 700 points/second β†’ 7,000 points/second]

The 1st layer of the shieldβ€”disintegrated within 0.3 seconds.

The 2nd layerβ€”0.3 seconds.

The 3rd layerβ€”0.3 seconds.

The 4th layerβ€”0.3 seconds.

The 5th layerβ€”0.3 seconds.

2.5 seconds.

Only the 6th and 7th layers of the shield remained in front of Lie Kong.

His pupils constricted violently.

That was fear.

And alsoβ€”relief.

2.8 seconds.

Lin Ye's sword pierced through the 6th layer of the shield.

The sword tip stopped 0.3 meters from Lie Kong's throat.

3 seconds.

The 7th layer of the shield was still there.

But Lin Ye's sword had already been withdrawn.

[Battle Over]

[Time Taken: 3 seconds]

[Winner: Night Emperor (Heavenly Court)]

[Evaluation: Won without making a move]

Lie Kong stood in place.

His 7-layer Wind Blade Shield was still thereβ€”the 7th layer remained.

But Lin Ye's sword had already returned to its sheath.

He looked at Lin Ye.

3 seconds.

He smiled.

That smile was purer than his brother, Lie Feng's.

'3 seconds.'

'I didn't make a move.'

'And you... didn't let me make a move.'

Lin Ye looked at him.

'You are a warrior,' Lin Ye said.

'Not an enemy.'

Lie Kong was stunned.

Then he bowed deeply.

Turned and walked off the stage.

[System Prompt: Congratulations on achieving the 'Ten-Game Winning Streak' achievement]

[Ten-Game Winning Streak - Prodigy Arena]

[Effect:]

[1. Obtain 'Elementary Ancient Star Road Mark' x1]

[2. Unlock 'Winning Streaker' title (All attributes +5%, deal an additional 3% damage to arena opponents)]

[3. Directly advance to the second round of ranking matches (No need to participate in the remaining preliminary rounds)]

[4. Current points: 10 (Ranked 1st for now)]

[Elementary Ancient Star Road Mark]

[Type: Special Status / Permanent Buff]

[Quality: Legendary (Bound)]

[Description: Proof of ten consecutive wins in the Prodigy Arena, containing the initial recognition of the Ancient Star Road's will for the victor. This mark will accompany you through the entire Ancient Star Road; each time you pass a level, the mark's strength increases by one Rank.]

[Current Rank: Elementary]

[Effect:]

[1. Cultivation speed +50% (Effective in all scenarios)]

[2. Law affinity +10%]

[3. Within the Ancient Star Road, all attributes +10%]

[4. Initial reputation +1 level against Ancient Star Road guardian-type units]

[5. Can stack with other Ancient Star Road marks (Max 7)]

[Next Rank unlock condition: Pass the Prodigy Arena second round ranking matches, enter the top 64]

Lin Ye looked at the line 'Cultivation speed +50%'.

3 seconds.

He absorbed the mark into his body.

[Elementary Ancient Star Road Mark - Bound]

[Cultivation speed bonus in effect]

He turned around.

Walked off the stage.

In the audience, 1,700 people stood up at the same time.

Not cheering.

But 'gazing'.

47 minutes.

10 battles.

Total time: 4.7 + 2.3 + 7.1 + 11.3 + 3.1 + ... + 3 seconds = approximately 47 seconds.

Average of 4.7 seconds per match.

[System Prompt: You have attracted attention from multiple factions]

[Interested Factions:]

[1. God Clan Council - Interest Level: High]

[2. Holy Demon Palace - Interest Level: Medium]

[3. Dragon Clan Alliance - Interest Level: High]

[4. Kingdom of the Undead - Interest Level: Medium]

[5. Angel Legion - Interest Level: Extremely High (Michael has sent a private message)]

[6. Primordial Royal Court - Interest Level: Hostile (Blood Prince has locked onto you as a 'must-defeat opponent')]

[7. Sword Pavilion - Interest Level: ??? (Sword Nameless stood in the corner of the spectator area, watching you for 47 minutes)]

Lin Ye stood at the edge of the stage.

He saw Sword Nameless.

The young man in simple cyan cloth clothes, with a long sword wrapped in rough cloth on his back, was standing in the very corner of the spectator area.

He was not cheering.

Not gazing.

He was just standing there.

Looking at Lin Ye.

3 seconds.

He nodded slightly.

Then turned.

Disappeared into the crowd.

Lin Ye withdrew his gaze.

He walked toward the rest area.

There, 9 people were waiting for him.

Shi Potian was the first to speak.

'47 seconds,' he said.

'Faster than me.'

Lin Ye looked at him.

'How long did you fight?'

Shi Potian raised his left fist to his eyes.

'4 matches,' he said.

'Match 1, 7 seconds.'

'Match 2, 11 seconds.'

'Match 3, 9 seconds.'

'Match 4, 17 seconds.'

Lin Ye calculated.

44 seconds.

4 matches.

Slower than his 47 seconds for 10 matches.

'You fought for 17 seconds in your 4th match,' Lin Ye said.

'Who was the opponent?'

Shi Potian was silent for a moment.

'...Dragon Clan,' he said.

'Cang Xuan's second-in-command.'

'Level 64.'

'I took 17 seconds.'

Lin Ye did not speak.

He looked at Shi Potian.

3 seconds.

'Next time,' Lin Ye said.

'10 seconds.'

Shi Potian nodded.

Su Qingyue walked over.

Her left hand gently held Lin Ye's hand.

3 seconds.

Let go.

'27th place,' she said.

'No one believes it now.'

Lin Ye did not answer.

He just looked into the distance.

There, Blood Prince was standing at the edge of another stage.

His 7th battle had just begun.

The opponent was a Level 61 Feather Race.

After 1.7 seconds.

The Feather Race fell.

Blood Prince turned around.

Across a distance of 300 meters.

He looked at Lin Ye.

3 seconds.

He smiled.

The smile was faint and cold.

Lin Ye did not respond.

He just pressed his right hand onto the hilt of his sword.

The refined iron longsword brought back from the Trial Ancient Star had a gray crack in the center of its blade, pulsating at a frequency of 1.7 seconds/time.

With the [blood emperor essence blood] in his bosom.

And the heartbeat of the Blood Prince 300 meters away.

Perfectly synchronized.

[Chapter 175 - End]

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