13: Rapid winning streak

Except for Haotian University.

The situation for first and even second-year students across all Blue Star University was about the same.

Although it was only the Elementary kings road, it still caused a bit of a stir.

Because Martial Artists are most numerous at the bottom level.

Regarding the various reactions.

Lin Yan, inside the massive arena, was unaware.

He stood quietly in place, listening to the heated verbal sparring on-site while waiting for the match-making of his first fifty opponents.

So slow.

Lin Yan watched the loading progress of his opponents on the mid-air screen and frowned.

Where did those Blue Star first-order ninth-level or the Tier 2 and 3 Town Prodigies and Prodigies go?

If all else fails.

Let those from the Dragon Country come too.

He also wanted to see how much of a gap there was between his current self and those Prodigies.

But he knew that this was basically impossible.

Unspoken rules.

Martial Artists from one's own country would yield the path.

"It's taking a bit long."

Not just him.

The audience in the arena and in front of the live stream also noticed this issue.

"What's going on?"

"It's just the first stage, the first fifty matches."

"Didn't they used to be filtered out very quickly?"

"Is it possible no one is coming?"

What they didn't know was...

It wasn't that no one was coming... some time passed again.

50/49, 50/50.

Boom—!

A loud vibration echoed within the Virtual Network.

Lin Yan raised his eyes slightly.

Everyone's spirits lifted.

Here they come!

"Contestants locked, loading and sequencing complete."

A grand voice resounded throughout the arena.

Thump... thump...!

A giant numerical countdown flashed.

The whole crowd shouted along.

"5! 4! 3! 2! 1!!!!"

"Go for it!!"

Prodigy Lin Yan, charge!

"Who is it?"

"The first road-blocker!"

Shua—!

The various noises in the arena instantly vanished.

Lin Yan stared ahead.

The figure of a youth holding a long saber emerged.

Elementary kings road, First Stage, First Match!

Dragon Country Lin Yan VS Japan Matsumoto Takeshi!

The pupils of all the spectators shrank as they sat up straight simultaneously.

"Holy crap!"

"The first difficulty is already this high?"

"I remember this Matsumoto Takeshi was a Genius who appeared in Japan two years ago, right?"

"What the hell!"

"How can this level appear right at the start?"

"This Matsumoto Takeshi must have entered a Tier 2 or even Tier 3 Town; his Martial Skill intensity is definitely not low!"

"I finally know why the screening of opponents was so slow this time!"

"Damn it, there are too many Geniuses coming, it directly raised the bar!"

"This is the highest difficulty Elementary kings road I've seen in years!"

"Lin Yan won't fall in the first match, will he?"

"Don't let that happen!"

"Lose to anyone, but don't lose to Japan!"

"Sigh!"

"It's said this Lin Yan is a Post-Heaven Awakening; if only he had emerged during the college entrance exam."

"It's about to start."

"Let's watch first!"

Japan... Lin Yan's originally calm eyes lowered.

"Dragon Country kid!"

Time countdown.

3.

"Choosing the kings road at this time is not a wise choice."

Matsumoto Takeshi drew his long saber, a cold sneer on his lips.

I can't beat the other Prodigies of the Dragon Country.

But I can't handle you?

This Virtual Network mechanism too.

Why put me first?

2.

Japan... the heavenly emperor halberd slowly appeared in Lin Yan's right hand.

Although it's a different world.

National hatred + ethnic hatred + Bloodline suppression + family tree temptation + national honor + heroic spirit protection + charge bugle in the mind + adrenaline rush + burning flesh and blood... but in his heart.

It's! All! The! Same!

1.

The suppressive force enveloping both sides was instantly released.

"Die!!"

The youth raised his eyes, killing intent surging, his voice like a clap of thunder.

Bang—!

A loud boom as he stepped forward.

A thunder-like figure holding a halberd appeared just a few steps away from Matsumoto Takeshi, gripping the halberd with both hands and leaping straight up.

Mount Tai Press, downward halberd strike!

So fast!

Matsumoto Takeshi, who had only rushed out a few steps, immediately raised his saber to block horizontally.

Clang—!

The saber and halberd collided, producing a crisp metallic clashing sound.

What?!

Matsumoto Takeshi's eyes shook, his arms trembling slightly.

Crack—!

The long saber shattered.

The blade of the heavenly emperor halberd cleaved down from the top of Matsumoto Takeshi's head without any resistance.

Bang—!

The youth landed.

Blood sprayed.

Two halves of the corpse crashed heavily onto the ground.

"First match, over."

"Time taken, 1 second."

"Second match begins in ten seconds."

The entire arena suddenly went silent.

Then.

"Roar!!"

The Dragon Country audience boiled over, going wild.

"Insta-kill!!"

"So what if he's a Prodigy who crossed into the towns?"

"So what if it's a Post-Heaven Awakening?!"

"Thump-thump! Thump-thump!"

"Victory is certain!"

Haotian University Principal's Office.

"This kid..."

Duan Tiancheng let out a breath.

"No wonder he dared to go!"

"first-order ninth-level."

"Another Breakthrough!"

"There should be no problem with the first stage."

He knew Lin Yan's combat power all too well.

Across the Dragon Country, many pairs of eyes narrowed slightly.

first-order ninth-level?!

Shua—!

Lin Yan, who was teleported back to his original position, did not put away the heavenly emperor halberd.

Since he used it.

Then he would crush his way through.

Ten seconds passed quickly.

Another figure appeared opposite him.

A woman.

Still an Oriental face.

But, not from the Dragon Country.

"Second match."

"Dragon Country Lin Yan VS Korea Cui Yingyuan."

Discussions quickly arose among the audience.

"As expected."

"She's also a Korean Genius from two or three years ago."

"But I'm not panicked at all now."

"With the strength Prodigy Lin Yan just displayed."

"This Cui Yingyuan will likely be insta-killed as well."

The Dragon Country audience had already begun to look forward to it.

"If he can fight through this kings road, how high would the gold content be!"

"Even if he doesn't make it onto the monument, it's enough to be recorded in the annals of Blue Star's history!"

Cui Yingyuan held her precious sword, her gaze solemn.

The top fifty people all had a specialized virtual area to watch.

The scene of Matsumoto Takeshi, who was at a similar level to her, being insta-killed was deeply etched in her memory.

This Dragon Country Prodigy... reminded her of that red-haired youth with an axe from a few months ago.

Cui Yingyuan bit her teeth.

Admitting defeat was impossible.

It was the Virtual Network anyway; although the sense of touch was 100% simulated, she wouldn't actually die!

1.

The countdown ended.

A powerful sense of suffocation, like a Vicious Beast pouncing, suddenly struck.

Cui Yingyuan immediately held her sword horizontally.

Crack—!

The precious sword shattered.

Immense force swept from her arms through her entire body.

A sharp pain came from her waist.

Her vision spun as the world turned upside down.

Then she completely lost consciousness.

Bang—!

Lin Yan watched the upper half of the corpse fly off after being cut at the waist, his eyes showing no emotion.

"Second match, over."

"Time taken, 1 second."

The body disappeared from the spot.

Teleported back to the original position.

"Third match begins in ten seconds."

"Hiss..."

"Our Prodigy is a bit brutal!"

"Such a little beauty, cut right at the waist!"

"What do you know."

"A Korean Genius, who knows if she's had some 'technology' done to her face."

"Exactly."

"This is what's satisfying!"

"If you want to block the path, you have to see if you have the strength."

"Also."

"Haven't you seen the videos online?"

"This kid beat a First-Class University Freshman Chief into a pig's head during the exchange match."

"Do you think he'd hold back against these foreign Geniuses and Prodigies?"

"Especially on the kings road."

Amidst the conversation, time flowed by.

Third match, Monkey Country's Genius, beheaded.

Fourth match, Kangaroo Country's Genius, cleaved.

Fifth match... the Dragon Country audience grew more and more excited, their shouts getting louder.

The foreign spectators' faces grew more solemn, and they fell silent.

Ten consecutive wins... twenty consecutive wins... forty consecutive wins... they glanced at the cumulative time, and their hearts sank even further.

One second per match.

Is the Dragon Country about to produce another Gu Chen?