59: Speedrun

Hmm.

As expected, it only counts if you knock the person off the stage.

After "understanding" the arena rules, Lin Yan nodded slightly and asked again.

"Then I can go down and continue looking for the ones ahead?"

The Magic Martial University instructor, who possessed a Rank Five cultivation, spoke with a slight stutter.

"Y-Yes... you can."

Lin Yan nodded, leaped off the stage in one step, and headed forward.

"Whoa!"

"He's still going to fight!"

"Quick, keep up!"

"Damn, is this truly the strongest of the Golden Age?"

"I take back what I said before!"

"Yama is freaking awesome!"

"With the strength to insta-kill Cui Hu, he definitely has the qualifications to be ranked among the top of the outer circle!"

*Gulp.*

Gong Ren swallowed hard.

"This... this, this...!"

Rank Three Ninth Layer my ass, he's definitely Rank Four!

Zuo Zhengqing clenched his fists, his face turning slightly pale.

How can he be this strong!

He's so strong!

Zuo Zhu bit her lip, a flush of excitement crossing her face.

Sigh.

I told you so.

Jing Pengtian curled his lip, taking in all their expressions.

This person is simply a monster.

Gong Ren took a deep breath.

"Don't worry."

"Huang is also there."

Hearing this, Zuo Zhengqing slowly relaxed his fists.

Huang Tian, ranked thirty-second?

He nodded slightly.

That'll do.

Although Huang Tian is no match for Li Qi, who is ranked thirty-first, he is still considered a gatekeeper-level figure for the outer circle.

Zuo Zhengqing, who had no intention of competing for an inner circle spot, planned to wait until Lin Yan finished fighting and then go give him a beating directly.

When that time came, his little sister's perception would completely change.

In the distant Martial Pavilion.

The smile on Ping Cang's face gradually vanished.

The high-level officials of Magic Martial University behind him fell into a slight silence.

Although they couldn't see Lin Yan's exact cultivation, they could discern the general situation with their strength.

A moment later.

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

"He's about the same as the few people ranked in the top thirties on the martial ranking list."

"If he still chooses the limit ranking for the next match."

"That would be Pei Xiaoxiao, ranked forty-first."

"Although she just broke through to the Sixth Layer of Rank Four and very likely isn't Lin Yan's match either."

"There is a high probability she can force him to reveal his meridians."

"That way, it can also help others scout out some of his details."

Under numerous gazes.

Lin Yan walked past several arenas.

The crowd followed him as he moved.

This was a very rare occurrence at Magic Martial University over the years.

"He stopped."

"As expected, he's going for a limit challenge again!"

"With the strength he just displayed, he certainly can."

"Rank forty-one is Senior Sister Pei Xiaoxiao."

"Can she make Lin Yan reveal his meridians?"

That slap just now caused everyone's speculation about Lin Yan's strength level to skyrocket.

They all wanted to know exactly what his cultivation was.

Lin Yan glanced at the figure already waiting with a sword on the stage and leaped up in one step.

Pei Xiaoxiao tightened her grip on her precious sword, her large, watery eyes revealing solemnity.

When Cui Hu was insta-killed, she already knew that Lin Yan's next target would most likely be her.

Regardless, she would give it her all.

"Contestants, prepare."

The instructor referee at this arena spoke seriously.

Everyone stared without blinking once again.

This time, they had to see clearly!

"Begin!"

As the words fell.

A sharp light flashed in Lin Yan's eyes.

*Bang!*

The same violent stomp, the same thunderous momentum as he charged forward.

Here he comes!

Even though Pei Xiaoxiao's attention was fully concentrated.

Too fast!!

She still couldn't block this astonishing speed.

It's over!

A hint of despair flashed in her eyes.

Just as the thought dropped.

Lin Yan had already appeared in front of her.

Lunge and stomp.

The arena once again let out a deafening explosion.

Baji, Heart-Piercing Elbow!

An overwhelming force instantly swept through Pei Xiaoxiao's entire body from her chest. An excruciating, spear-like pain distorted her beautiful face, as if it were going to tear her body apart.

*Pfft!*

She spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her entire person flew off the stage and smashed heavily onto the ground.

Lin Yan retracted his stance and looked at the referee, the meaning in his eyes very clear.

Sent her flying with one elbow.

I followed your requirements.

Noticing this gaze.

The referee swallowed hard.

"Lin... Lin Yan wins."

Holy crap!

He finally experienced the same feeling his colleague at the previous arena had.

Could you freaking be any faster!

"My god! My god! My god!!"

"Another insta-kill!"

"Even Senior Sister Pei Xiaoxiao revealed her meridians, and she was still insta-killed!"

"The key is, I still didn't see it clearly, big brother!"

"Seriously, Yama, can you stop always starting at zero frames and ending at zero frames? Give us some viewing experience!"

"Can any senior student tell us..."

"...did anyone see Yama reveal his meridians just now?"

The upperclassmen's voices were eerie.

"He was even faster this time than when he fought Cui Hu."

"And he still didn't reveal his meridians."

"With this strength, he's completely aiming for the inner circle."

"Perhaps only Li Qi, who is ranked thirty-first and is also preparing to enter the inner circle tomorrow, can fight him."

Zuo Zhengqing fell silent again.

"Can he do it?"

Gong Ren's tone was full of uncertainty.

"This..."

Zuo Zhu turned her head, her beautiful large eyes flashing with bright light.

"He definitely can!"

She said firmly.

Then, she seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, and whispered to herself.

"After tomorrow, the day after is the core battle."

"I should go remind Sister Yiyi."

She nodded gently.

"Tell her to prepare more healing medicine, so she doesn't go into the Spirit Pool with injuries."

Zuo Zhengqing watched the now obvious flush on his sister's face and opened his mouth.

He suddenly felt so heartbroken.

"The problem... should still... not be big."

A hesitant voice rang out in the Martial Pavilion.

"It's up to Li Qi now."

"He has a Rank Four Eighth Layer cultivation and was originally planning to enter the inner circle this time."

"Let him deal with Lin Yan first."

Ping Cang said nothing.

What could he say?

It would be best if Li Qi could stop him.

If not, and he inevitably enters the inner circle tomorrow, then Magic Martial would be on the news.

When has Magic Martial, as one of The Four Great Ones, ever been beaten to this point by a freshman from a First-Class University?

The crowd continued to move along.

At this point.

The focus of everyone in the first day's martial ranking competition was on the Youth in Black in their sight.

Outside Villa No. 6 in the outer circle, at the arena.

Lin Yan leaped up and stared calmly at the youth opposite him who looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Cheng Zhe's gaze swept over the many fellow students not far away, finally looked at the referee, and grit his teeth.

"I... I forfeit."

As the sentence fell.

He lowered his head in shame, and his right hand, which was gripping his battle saber, also went limp at his side.

Sigh.

Many Magic Martial University students let out a sigh.

"There's no other way."

"Cheng Zhe's choice was within expectations."

"He's only one layer higher in cultivation than Pei Xiaoxiao. Even if his Martial Skills are a bit stronger, he still wouldn't be an opponent."

"Since he can't get into the inner circle anyway, forfeiting to preserve his condition for the Spirit Pool is indeed the best choice."

A hint of complexity flashed in the referee's eyes.

"Lin Yan wins."

Lin Yan's expression didn't change at all. After stepping down, he walked directly toward the arena outside Villa No. 1 in the outer circle.

There.

A youth in white holding a long spear was already waiting for him with surging Battle Intent.

As a regular guest on the martial ranking list.

He clearly understood that this martial ranking competition was not only about proving himself but also about defending the glory of Magic Martial.

Cui Hu, Pei Xiaoxiao, and even Cheng Zhe had all lost.

If he lost too, it would mean the outer circle of the Magic martial ranking list had been completely cleared.

Most importantly, this person was only a freshman.

Who could possibly tolerate this?

Bring it on.

Lin Yan.

The strongest Prodigy of the Golden Age.