37: One cut!

Quiet!

A deathly silence!

Hearing Lin Yi's words, the entire training ground, from the two deans of the Dongshan Martial Academy and Guangling Martial Academy down to every single Disciple, was instantly stunned.

All together?

How did this kid from the countryside dare? Where did he get the courage? Does he even know who his opponents are?

Those are Disciples of the Dongshan Martial Academy! The most outstanding group of people in the entire Dongshan Prefecture! They aren't comparable to the Disciples of that countryside academy!

In their Dongshan Martial Academy, even a random Disciple could take first place in a countryside academy like theirs.

As for those ranked in the top two hundred, they would be in a league of their own!

But now, he actually wanted over a dozen Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples to attack all at once. This was simply... "Seeking death!"

Among the Disciples, the mean female Disciple who had previously mocked Wang Kai had cold eyes and let out an angry shout.

Immediately after, she didn't even draw a lot, but directly took a massive Nine-Ring Great Saber from the nearby weapon rack.

Then, with a kick of her foot, her speed suddenly surged, as if turning into a phantom, carrying an invincible power as she slashed down at Lin Yi with her saber.

"Wang Mei has made her move!"

"It's Wang Mei!"

"Haha! Good! Since Wang Mei is acting, that arrogant country kid is doomed to lose!"

"Indeed! Wang Mei is a Martial Artist close to the Sixth Grade Middle Stage, and her martial arts techniques have long reached the Fifth-Grade Martial Art Major Achievement Realm. Her strength is already extraordinary."

"Plus, I heard a few days ago that she realized the Limit of Strength Realm, and her strength has increased greatly. She's probably even more powerful than an ordinary Fifth Grade Early Stage Martial Artist."

"Half a month ago, she ranked fifty-seventh in our Dongshan Martial Academy's Disciple competition. Now that she's realized Extreme Strength, she can probably break into the top thirty."

"With such strength, one strike will likely defeat that arrogant country kid!"

"Haha! Exactly! This country kid dares to be so arrogant; today, we'll let him see the prowess of our Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples!"

...The group of Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples all laughed, their faces full of confidence.

"What! Limit of Strength Realm, Fifth-Grade Martial Art Major Achievement, and cultivation close to the Sixth Grade Middle Stage. This mean woman is actually so strong!"

Hearing their words, Wang Kai's face turned pale.

Although he had confidence in Lin Yi, he guessed his strength was at most close to or barely comparable to a Fifth Grade Early Stage Martial Artist.

But now this mean woman was actually stronger than a typical Fifth Grade Early Stage Martial Artist. Doesn't that mean Lin Yi is no match for her?

It's all over. It was one thing for him to lose and fail to enter the Dongshan Martial Academy, but now he might even drag Lin Yi down to defeat and prevent him from entering as well.

After all, in Wang Kai's view, the reason Lin Yi was being so arrogant was to help him vent his frustration.

Otherwise, with Lin Yi's personality, he would certainly not be so boastful.

"Brother!"

On the training ground, hearing about the mean female Disciple's strength, Zhao Haishan's expression also changed, and he quickly said:

"Brother, this female Disciple named Wang Mei attacked our academy's Lin Yi without drawing lots. Isn't this a bit against the rules?"

"After all, the rules set before were to determine Lin Yi's opponent through drawing lots. Now that Wang Mei has broken the rules, I think we should immediately send someone to stop her and then redraw lots to choose a new opponent for Lin Yi."

"No need!"

As soon as Zhao Haishan finished speaking, the White-Haired Elder Zhao Haihong smiled and shook his head, saying:

"Since this little fellow dares to let them all come at once, he should have some ability. At the very least, defeating Wang Mei shouldn't be a problem."

"Otherwise, if he doesn't even have the ability to defeat Wang Mei, then for such an arrogant person, it's only right to let him learn a lesson today. Haishan, what do you think?"

"This... Sigh! You're right, Brother."

Hearing this, Zhao Haishan could only let out a helpless sigh.

He then remembered that his clansman brother, having stayed in the Heavenly Mountain Sect for a long time, had seen too many geniuses waste their talent due to arrogance, failing to truly realize their potential and become the powerhouses they were expected to be. Thus, he had always been extremely averse to arrogant people.

And earlier, Lin Yi's demand for the Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples to come at once was undoubtedly a display of arrogance in Zhao Haihong's eyes.

If Lin Yi could show fearsome strength and ultimately defeat Wang Mei, it would be fine.

If he couldn't, then Lin Yi could probably forget about ever entering the Dongshan Martial Academy... Outside the battlefield, everyone had different reactions.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield.

Whoosh!

The cold saber light tore through the air. From over ten meters away, the airflow generated by the saber light made Lin Yi's robes flutter loudly.

This was an incredibly terrifying strike! A strike bursting with Extreme Strength!

The power of this strike was enough to kill a typical Sixth Grade Peak level expert in one move.

But facing this terrifying strike, Lin Yi's gaze was indifferent:

"Get lost!"

With a low shout, Lin Yi moved the long saber in his hand, and his blood qi suddenly erupted.

Instantly, an Aura not at all inferior to Wang Mei's burst from Lin Yi's body.

At the same time, the ultimate move from the Extreme Strength and the Full Moon Star Saber also erupted!

In an instant, the powerful blood qi, the terrifying Extreme Strength, and the even more fearsome martial arts technique converged into a terrifying saber light far more stunning than Wang Mei's. It sliced through the Void Realm in a flash, slashing toward the ferociously attacking Nine-Ring Great Saber.

Clang!

Ah!

The sound of clashing metal and a scream rang out in the air almost simultaneously.

Under Lin Yi's strike, the originally majestic and fierce Wang Mei was actually sent flying by a single blow!

The massive Nine-Ring Great Saber, due to the counter-shock force, slammed back into Wang Mei's chest with a boom, causing her to spit out blood mid-air, staining the training ground.

After flying backward for a full dozen meters, she finally crashed onto the ground along with the Nine-Ring Great Saber with a "thud." Her face was pale as she coughed up blood, her narrow eyes filled with terror as she looked at Lin Yi.

Boom!

At this moment, the entire training ground seemed as if hundreds or thousands of bombs had been dropped, instantly exploding.

"What! This... this... Wang Mei actually lost!"

"Heavens! How is this possible! How is this possible!"

"This is Wang Mei! A Genius who realized Extreme Strength and is capable of breaking into the top thirty of our Dongshan Martial Academy!"

"Now she's been defeated in one strike by this country—no, this Genius from Guangling Martial Academy. Just what level has his strength reached? It's too terrifying!"

...The Disciples of the Dongshan Martial Academy cried out in shock, unable to believe what they were seeing.

On the other side, Wang Kai was stunned at first, then his face filled with wild joy as he raised his arms and cheered:

"Haha! Lin Yi, strong! You're simply too strong!"

"Defeating an Extreme Strength Martial Artist in one move, you're a monster! Lin Yi, I'm starting to worship you! Haha..."

"Haha! Brother, look, how is this Disciple of our Guangling Martial Academy?"

On one side of the training ground, Zhao Haishan's face was flushed with excitement as he quickly asked Zhao Haihong.

The other teachers from Guangling Martial Academy also felt a sense of pride, their faces red with excitement as they all looked at Zhao Haihong.

"Heh, this little fellow is not bad!"

Hearing this, the White-Haired Elder Zhao Haihong nodded slightly and smiled:

"Coming from a city academy with relatively poor resources, yet possessing such strength at the age of fourteen."

"This little fellow's talent is quite good even among the Disciples of the Heavenly Mountain Sect. As long as he practices well in the future, there's a great hope of him reaching the Martial Dao Third Rank."

"This boy shall enter my Dongshan Martial Academy!"

"Haha! Good!"

Hearing this, Zhao Haishan laughed, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart. He then said to Lin Yi on the battlefield:

"Lin Yi, did you hear Dean Haihong? He has permitted you to enter the Dongshan Martial Academy to practice. Come forward quickly to give your thanks!"

"Dean, I heard! I also thank Dean Haihong, but my business today isn't finished yet."

Lin Yi answered loudly.

Then, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lin Yi continued to hold his saber, pointing it at the group of Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples, and calmly repeated the same sentence from before:

"You, you, and you... all of you, come at me together!"

The voice fell.

The tone and content were exactly the same as before.

But when Lin Yi said this earlier, the people from Dongshan Martial Academy only felt anger and found it ridiculous.

Now, however, they truly felt a sliver of cold intent and deep humiliation.

Thus, on the training ground, the dozen or so Disciples pointed at by Lin Yi looked at each other.

Then, they all roared:

"Brothers, let's go together! Defeat this guy!"

"Charge! Damned dog! He thinks he can look down on us just because he defeated one Wang Mei? Let's go together and teach him a good lesson!"

"Charge! Let this damned countryman know the prowess of our Dongshan Martial Academy!"

"Roar! Kill!"

...Roars echoed as the Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples erupted with blood qi. Their momentum was startling, and their speed was incredibly fast, like meteors from all directions, rapidly surrounding Lin Yi.

For a moment, Lin Yi was like a tiger being bitten by a pack of wolves.

Though powerful, he was isolated and without help, seemingly on the verge of being devoured by the ferocious wolves at any moment, leaving nothing behind!