70: Records at close range

"What's the situation?"

The audience in the martial arts hall was stunned.

Everyone in front of the live stream had a dazed expression.

Then.

"Pfft!"

"Hahahaha!!"

"This is killing me!"

"In the first stage, were they all scared away after just one fight?"

"Too brutal! Too brutal!"

"I guess the Flame King's move just now terrified all of them."

"Losing is one thing, but being mocked like that... no one could take it!"

"Look at the Flame King's face; he probably thinks this is incredibly boring too."

"Can't be helped."

"I reckon they all came to test if the Flame King really has the invincible combat power of the fifth-rank sixth-level as rumored."

"Even though we didn't see much in that fight just now, being able to humiliate Takahashi Kenshin so easily means even if he isn't at the invincible fifth-rank sixth-level, he's at least at the fifth-rank fourth-level."

"Since they have an idea now, there's no point in coming forward to be fodder."

"The first stage definitely won't stop him."

Lin Yan slowly looked up at the spectator seats of the other countries.

"Where's everyone?"

As those two words fell.

The Dragon Country erupted once again.

"Oh my god!"

"The iconic scene reappears!"

"A perfect replica of the iconic scene from the Elementary kings road!"

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"

"Watching the Flame King's matches is just so satisfying!"

The personnel from various countries remained silent, their faces flushed red.

Go ahead, be arrogant, keep being arrogant!

You'll see what's coming in the second stage!

Lin Yan glanced at the registration time still counting down, shifted his gaze to the Stick Country's seats, and pointed.

"Didn't you guys spread rumors that I have some damn Bloodline of yours?"

"Send your people up."

The Stick Country personnel were full of rage.

You'd better pray that we don't draw our fifth-rank Martial Artist in the second stage!

Lin Yan's gaze slowly moved, and everyone in the spectator seats of the countries he swept past felt their hearts tighten.

"Boring."

A faint voice echoed.

F*ck (Baka)!

Numerous angry curses rang out in their hearts.

People from various countries kept looking at the registration countdown.

Why is one minute taking so long!!

As if sensing their torment, or perhaps feeling Lin Yan's boredom.

"Registration ended."

"Dragon Country, Lin Yan."

"Successfully passed the first stage."

"Loading second stage challengers..."

Phew... The spectators from various countries exhaled in relief.

Then they immediately stared intently at the center of the arena.

Arrogant! Keep being arrogant!

There will come a day when you lose!

...USA plane.

"We are about to enter Dragon Country territory."

The old man watched the projected live stream.

"What were your impressions just now?"

The cabin fell silent for a moment.

The thin young man who had spoken last time was the first to speak.

"I admit, he does have some strength."

"But I still don't believe he has the invincible combat power of the fifth-rank sixth-level."

The well-endowed, blue-eyed woman licked her lips and let out a wanton laugh.

"Such strong power."

"The thought of bullying such a Prodigy makes me a little excited."

The old man glanced at Simon.

"And you?"

Simon's expression remained characteristically flat.

"We'll know after watching him fight a few more matches."

The old man nodded, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"The stronger he is, the harder he'll fall later."

..."Second stage, first match."

"Dragon Country's Lin Yan VS Kangaroo Country's Pope."

"Contestants, prepare."

Here it comes!

Everyone sat up a little straighter.

The main course is here.

"Yes!"

There was a wave of excited fist-pumping from the Kangaroo Country's direction.

"A Martial Artist from our country was drawn!"

"Pope, I remember he's a little Genius under twenty-five, right?"

"Yes."

"It's just that the rank and proficiency of his Martial Skill aren't high, so he doesn't have the ability to fight above his level."

"Regardless."

"This time, this Lin Yan..."

Before they could finish their sentence, their eyes suddenly bulged.

What?

At the same time.

"Whoa~!"

A collective gasp erupted from the martial arts hall.

Time rewinds.

Four seconds ago.

Pope's figure appeared, holding a giant axe with a sneer on his face.

"Kid."

"Your good luck ends here."

Lin Yan watched the three-second countdown with calm eyes.

Seeing this, Pope gripped his axe to build power while continuing to talk trash.

"I know you have great strength."

"If you have the guts, let's have a direct confrontation between men."

Lin Yan still didn't say a word.

To be honest.

This countdown was a bit redundant.

"Hehe..."

"If you don't dare... then..."

"1!"

"Fight!!"

Crackle—!

A bolt of black lightning cut through the hall.

"Lift your axe!!"

A voice like thunder resonated.

Pope's heart trembled, and he reflexively raised his giant axe.

At the very moment he completed the movement.

Boom—!

The explosive sound of violent force churning the air came rolling in.

Bang—!

A loud crash of weapons colliding.

I...!

Pope's expression changed drastically.

Clatter—!

He watched helplessly as the weapon he took pride in shattered into countless fragments.

Immediately following.

A vertical flash of cold black light passed by.

He completely lost consciousness.

A soft thud as something hit the ground.

Lin Yan glanced at the corpse he had sliced in half and shook off the blood from the blade of his heavenly emperor halberd.

"Next."

Whoosh—!

He was teleported back to his original spot.

"Second stage, first match, Dragon Country's Lin Yan wins."

"The second match will begin in three seconds."

Time returned to the moment the martial arts hall erupted in gasps.

"Insta-killed!!"

"Hahaha."

"The people from those countries must be dumbfounded."

"Do you believe the Flame King has the invincible combat power of the fifth-rank sixth-level now?!"

The questioning voice thundered.

"Do you believe it? Do you believe it?!"

Regardless of whether they believed it or what they were thinking.

The second match of the second stage followed immediately.

"Dragon Country's Lin Yan VS Magic Oil Country's Yaxi."

The Magic Oil Country personnel's hearts tightened.

Their thoughts had completely changed by now.

"How did we get drawn at this level?"

"Judging by Lin Yan's performance just now."

"He should have the combat power of the fifth-rank fifth-level."

"It would have been so much better if we were drawn for the third or fourth match!"

Not just them.

Yaxi, who had appeared in the center of the hall, was also tightly gripping his Chakram, focusing all his attention; the bellyful of trash talk he had prepared had long since been tossed away because of Pope's fate.

He's behaving now.

Lin Yan chuckled inwardly.

"1!"

The electronic voice fell.

His eyes suddenly became sharp.

But, they're still not scared enough!

The same black lightning, the same leap with his halberd.

"Come!!"

The same thunderous roar and the same Mount Tai Press downward strike.

Yaxi gritted his teeth, trying to dodge.

But.

A hint of despair flashed in his eyes.

Too fast!

This Lin Yan was holding back before!!

With that final thought.

The vivid sensation of his body being split from head to toe hit him.

His consciousness vanished completely.

"Second stage, second match, Dragon Country's Lin Yan wins!"

Lin Yan was teleported back to his original spot for the second time.

"No suspense."

"Invincible fifth-rank fourth-level, still an insta-kill!"

The voices from the Dragon Country's spectator seats grew even louder.

"Do you believe it?! Answer!!"

No answer came.

Instead, the electronic voice rang out first.

"The fifth-rank fifth-level combat power contestant for the third match has withdrawn, re-filtering... all have withdrawn... loading backup personnel... all have withdrawn..."

"Third match, Dragon Country's Lin Yan, victory."

"About to proceed to the fourth match of the second stage."

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow.

The audience's expressions froze.

"Pfft!!"

"This is killing me!"

"Instead of seeing the Flame King clear the stage, we saw an iconic scene first."

"Scaring away all opponents in the second stage of the Intermediate kings road."

"Setting another precedent!"

"Awesome!!"

"Number one on the Kings Monument is right before our eyes!"

"Defeat the next opponent, and the Flame King will break the record held for over a hundred years, becoming number one on the Intermediate Kings Monument!"

"Young man! History is right beneath your feet!!"

"Go for it!!"

"(PS: I was very busy at work today and didn't have any free time. I originally wanted to take the day off, but I thought about it and ended up writing until midnight. Seeing the gifts from Yu Wanfeng and You, Always L Always Cool, and other partners, thank you everyone! You've spent a lot!! I'll see if I can add more chapters this weekend, thanks!)"