31: The most intense final ever

"After deliberation."

"Ning Lingyao, Ye Congshuang."

"Two choices."

"One, continue the battle this afternoon to determine a winner."

"Two, a draw, resulting in a double elimination."

"Please choose."

The referee in charge of the arena separated the two.

"Hmph."

Ning Lingyao and Ye Congshuang turned their heads at the same time and let out a cold snort.

"I'll beat you to death next time."

"If it weren't for Brother Chen's sake, I would definitely fight you again regardless of the cost."

Though both were stubborn with their words,

They both understood in their hearts that the result would be the same even if they fought again.

This had been the long-standing situation between them and their respective families since childhood.

"Option two."

The referee panel was clearly not surprised.

"Good."

It's coming.

Lin Yan's spirits lifted; just as he was about to speak,

The referee panel, which had been focusing on him at all times, felt their hearts skip a beat and immediately continued speaking.

"Given that only the final match remains in the Freshman Grand Competition,"

"After discussion, we will move the time directly to ten minutes from now."

"Do the two contestants have any objections?"

Huh?!

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow.

The referee panel had actually beaten him to the punch.

"None."

Come on then.

The strongest top scorer of the College Entrance Examination!

A smile appeared at the corner of Gu Chen's mouth.

"None."

It was exactly what he wanted.

He had wanted to trade blows with him for a long time.

“Whoa~!”

The many spectators who were prepared to rest and wait for the afternoon final were all invigorated.

"The referee panel is so considerate."

"This is definitely going to be a brilliant martial battle."

"The golden age Dragon Country's strongest top scorer VS the golden age Dragon Country's strongest Young King."

"Who is stronger and who is weaker?"

"Stop talking, my legs are already shaking."

"King Chen will surely win!!"

"Yama, invincible!!"

"Imperial Martial! Imperial Martial! Proudly Peerless!!"

"Haotian! Haotian! Pierce through the heavens!!"

The fans of both sides and the cheerleaders of both schools shouted with all their might.

Go for it, kid!

Duan Tiancheng, in the spectator stands, clenched his fists with a nervous expression.

Brother Yan! Charge!

Step across this path, and you will be the absolute king leading all the prodigies of the Dragon Country to compete in the Blue Star's golden age!

Xue Cheng and Lian Chuan looked on with anticipation.

Somewhere in the spectator stands,

A casually dressed young man sat up slightly straighter.

Kid.

All of Black Ice is watching.

Beat him.

From Dragon Country to many other countries on Blue Star,

More and more people were tuning into the live broadcast.

"Contestants, enter the arena!"

Only one giant arena remained.

The referee panel announced loudly.

Four figures landed directly on the four sides of the arena.

Both of these men were the future of Dragon Country; the competition had winners and losers, but there could be no serious injuries.

Bang—!

A violent boom resounded almost simultaneously.

Lin Yan and Gu Chen stomped on the ground and leaped straight onto the arena.

The shouts and cheers in the stadium grew even more intense.

He didn't intend to use a spirit weapon.

The eyes of both men flickered slightly, both reaching this realization in their hearts at the same time.

Then let's see who can't hold back first.

The middle-aged man serving as the chief referee scanned the two on stage with sharp eyes, as if wanting to take in every minute movement of theirs.

"Battle start!"

With the fall of those two words,

The entire stadium instantly went silent, and everyone held their breath.

Lin Yan, whose arms hung naturally at his sides, suddenly had sharp, piercing eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly and took a step forward; the arena emitted a dull, vibrating boom.

At the same time,

Gu Chen on the other side was not to be outdone; he quickly clenched his fists and charged forward like an arrow.

From the start, it was full power!

The speed of both was jaw-droppingly fast.

"Holy crap!"

"So fast!"

The spectators cried out in surprise one after another.

Lin Yan threw a punch forward.

Xingyi, Crushing Fist.

Gu Chen remained unmoved and swung his fist to clash with him.

yellow extreme Medium Grade Perfection, Mountain Splitting Punch.

"Roar!"

Two roars like tiger howls resounded.

Bang—!

The fists collided.

The fierce wind stirred the corners of their clothes.

"Damn!"

"Qi and blood like a tiger."

"One is Rank Two, Ninth Layer, and one is Rank Two, Seventh Layer."

"And they both unleashed the tiger howl of a Rank Three Martial Artist!"

"You're freaking telling me this is a Freshman Grand Competition?"

"These are two eighteen-year-olds?"

"Don't shout!"

"Which of these two would have a weak ability to fight above their level?"

"Just watch!"

Gu Chen's deep eyes shook slightly, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Such strong power.

On the other side,

Lin Yan's eyes flickered, and he quickly made a judgment in his mind.

In terms of power, he is not my match.

With that thought settled,

He directly withdrew his punch.

Stepping forward in a lunge, Heart-Piercing Elbow.

Gu Chen reacted quickly and immediately dodged to the side.

A sharp, fierce wind flashed past his chest.

However, this was only the beginning.

Failing to hit with one strike, Lin Yan did not pause for a second.

Turning and swinging his elbow, he aimed straight for Gu Chen's face.

Can't dodge it!

Gu Chen blocked with both hands.

Bang—!

A dull sound.

A powerful force, as if being struck by a mountain, instantly surged over.

Thud... thud thud—!

Gu Chen couldn't help but retreat several steps, then suddenly looked up.

What kind of Martial Skill is this?

It's clearly not flashy, yet it's filled with a murderous aura.

"King Chen was pushed back!"

"In a head-on clash, he's actually not the match of Yama, who has a Rank Two, Seventh Layer cultivation!"

Inside the stadium,

The spectators couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

What exactly is this kid's Martial Skill?

The young man Mo Fan had a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Many people watching the live broadcast probably had the same question.

Regardless of what they thought,

Lin Yan, having gained the upper hand, naturally did not pause.

The moment Gu Chen was pushed back, he had already charged forward.

Leaping step, flying knee.

I can't clash with him head-on!

Having just learned his lesson, Gu Chen made a decisive decision; he took a step back and threw a punch forward, wanting to land an attack the moment Lin Yan landed.

The corner of Lin Yan's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had long expected him to do this, and his pupils flickered.

Hegemons Double Pupils, seeing through all delusions.

He was seen landing and then violently stomping on the ground with one foot.

Both fists boomed forward.

Stomp to Quell the Mountains and Rivers, Ground-Standing Sky Cannon!

The power of this strike was startling; while Lin Yan dodged Gu Chen's punch, his own fists were like cannonballs slamming directly into Gu Chen's chest.

Bang—!

A dull sound.

Gu Chen's feet skidded across the arena for several meters before he managed to regain control.

"Hmph..."

He let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

In hand-to-hand combat, he was being suppressed the entire time.

Since his Rebirth,

This was the first time he had been injured by a Martial Artist of the same age.

And it was under the condition that the opponent's cultivation was two layers lower than his.

Gu Chen reached out and wiped away the blood.

He had lost a round, but he hadn't lost completely!

With a thought,

A Giant Fiery-Red Axe appeared.

Gu Chen held the axe with one hand and pointed it forward.

"Again!"

The audience watched with unblinking eyes.

"King Chen used his spirit weapon first!"

"This is an admission of being a step behind."

"Yama is too strong."

"His Martial Skills look simple, but they are clearly not that simple."

"Upstairs, what the hell are you talking about?"

"Don't make a scene."

"Yama will definitely take out his spirit weapon too."

"The upcoming battle will be even more exciting."

"King Chen only lost a round; he hasn't completely lost yet."

"Damn it."

"Why does watching a Freshman Grand Competition make my legs, a Rank Four Martial Artist, keep shaking?"

"It's too good."

"Cut the crap."

"In previous years, being at Rank Two, Fifth Layer was already about the limit."

"Have you ever seen a Freshman Grand Competition of this intensity?"

Brother Chen.

Ning Lingyao and Ye Congshuang had nervous looks in their eyes.

This kid is actually this strong.

Zuo Zhengqing and Gong Ren in the lounge remained silent.

Duan Tiancheng clenched his fists excitedly.

Kid, go for it!

The arena.

Lin Yan had already guessed Gu Chen's next move.

This was also why he hadn't continued to pursue him.

It was rare to encounter a decent opponent.

Naturally, only by crushing him in every aspect would it be satisfying.

The heavenly emperor halberd emerged.

The youth held the halberd horizontally, his black hair flying in the wind.

"Come!"