156: Chapter 156 People from All Sides Arrive, Yin-Yang Arena Displays Divine Power

Bang!

Before long, the winner was decided on the arena. An S-rank Ability User had actually lost to an A+ rank, which was truly rare.

However, it was not impossible.

Some people have high talent but lack Comprehension Ability, while others are the opposite.

By relying on Acquired effort, one can still surpass countless people; such talents are actually more valued for cultivation by the higher-ups than S-ranks.

After all, when it truly comes to the Immortal Realm, everyone possesses Divine-Grade abilities, so who would be afraid of you? At that point, what matters is Comprehension Ability.

It should be noted that Chen Xing's Revered Master—Han Lingxi—was once only a C-rank Ability User, and she had endured through sheer Acquired effort.

Han Lingxi became a Heavenly Position Realm Venerable later than those of her own generation, and even later than the Geniuses of the generation after her.

But at that level, one must rely on Comprehension Ability to continuously achieve a Breakthrough. She was tens of thousands of years behind others, yet she broke through to the Immortal Realm before them.

This is why Han Lingxi, Fa Kong, and Ba Tu are the Heavenly Gods among the Immortals, while others are only fit to be called True Gods.

"He's an expert; he'll likely become a strong competitor for you all in the future," Chen Xing evaluated.

"No matter how strong he is, that kind of pressure is gone," Chu Zhen said indifferently.

"...It's not that bad, right?" Chen Xing's lips twitched; he could clearly hear the blame in her tone.

These past few days, Chen Xing's acquaintances had been looking for him to spar every day. The result was that the gap only grew wider, and their self-confidence was utterly crushed.

Therefore, no matter what opponent they faced now, they could maintain an extremely stable mindset; they were already super-experts among experts.

Among opponents in the same Realm, they had few rivals.

"Forget it, I'll go up first."

Immediately, Chen Xing's figure flashed as he stepped onto the Yin Yang Arena before anyone else.

With a hum, the arena automatically detected his cultivation and began its barrier suppression to ensure fairness.

A beam of light fell, helping the opponent who had defended the arena in the previous match recover their status.

"You are... that strongest one?" The boy standing opposite him had a grave expression.

"Hello," Chen Xing nodded.

"Why did such an opponent show up? It's a bit sudden..." The boy felt the pressure multiply, cold sweat dripping down, but he still maintained his composure.

"Are you well-rested?" Chen Xing spoke slowly, appearing somewhat relaxed.

"Yeah, more or less." This made the boy feel a surge of joy inside, though he remained calm on the surface.

Having come this far, he had been mocked frequently by S-rank powerhouses because of his A-rank talent, so he was long used to being disregarded by others.

Thus, Chen Xing's current appearance actually gave him an opportunity.

He planned to show weakness first, using this dismissive attitude to make the opponent lower his guard, before launching a surprise attack to secure victory.

Boom!

The ideal was full, but reality was skeletal.

The very second he nodded, countless beams of light converged and exploded; it was the Chaotic Heavenly Light.

While Chen Xing seemed relaxed, he actually respected his opponent and didn't have the slightest dismissive attitude.

When facing a strong person, the best respect is to go all out to take them down, so he unleashed a finishing move right from the start.

“Pfft... This speed and power are too exaggerated, even more than in the virtual world...” The boy spat out blood and immediately activated a Divine Ability.

"Goodbye."

Chen Xing's speed was too fast; in the next second, he flashed in front of him, and the six paths of light he had cultivated all surged through his body.

The trinity of Physical Body, Magic Power, and Soul produced a power that was undoubtedly staggering.

Boom!

Before the opponent could even activate his Divine Ability, he was sent flying by the Chaotic Heavenly Light wrapped around Chen Xing's fist.

With a whoosh, he was enveloped by Yin and Yang Qi and safely delivered off the arena.

This scene caused the crowd to fall silent.

First came dumbfounded stares, then a clamor that ignited the entire venue.

"Two moves!"

"He was insta-killed in two moves, my god."

"We're all in the Spirit Seed Realm, why are you so outstanding?"

"Comparing them, he's on a completely different level from the NPC in the virtual world. As expected, some data is fake."

"This is bad; I can't even beat the virtual version of him. Can we even win in reality?"

"..."

Below the arena, exclamations broke out from all sides.

The commotion also drew people from other areas. Upon learning who was on the arena, the flow of people increased even more.

Most people wanted to see the true appearance and strength of this 'Strongest Spirit Seed,' coming here due to his reputation.

"To be able to take one hit without dying, he's an expert too," Chu Zhen glanced at the youth.

"Holy crap, are we still doing this?" The members of the Sword Tower were dumbfounded, having already lost the desire to step up.

"Big brother, what about the Young Lord's instructions?" someone asked.

Hearing this, the leader fell silent. Usually arrogant, he rarely kept his mouth shut like this.

Retreat now? But they had already promised the Young Lord that they would make Chen Xing lose face.

Now, the boasting he'd done earlier had left him in a difficult position.

He couldn't go up, and he couldn't stay down. What on earth should he do?

"Forget it, I'm going for it!" Ultimately, he didn't dare run away and chose to grit his teeth and step up.

"Boss, you're awesome!"

"Big brother, I knew you weren't a Genius who would give up halfway. I believe in you!"

"..."

His lackeys immediately gave him thumbs up, cheering him on.

After a brief moment of silence on the Yin Yang Arena, a green-haired man in a white robe with gold patterns stepped up.

This person was named Lu Qingyang, an S-rank with the Five-Colored Divine Sword Ability. He was considered among the top tier of the Sword Tower's younger generation.

"So they finally came." Seeing the Sword Tower uniform, Chen Xing, who had been sitting cross-legged to rest, slowly stood up.

"The Sword Tower, a gathering place for the world's Sword Cultivators, with countless legendary figures within... but those experts they worship have all been defeated by me."

Chen Xing really wasn't boasting. Over the years, he had constantly sought out strong people to spar with and had unlocked them in the Battle Space.

Chen Xing had unlocked many of those famous Heavenly Position Realm Venerables and Sword Cultivators and had defeated them all.

Now, if the gods do not descend, who can oppose him?

Hum!

The barrier rose again, and the Realms were adjusted.

Lu Qingyang did not dare to be careless. With a wave of his hand, five Flying Swords appeared behind him, radiating five-colored charm.

He didn't do it intentionally, but powerful Sword Qi emanated naturally, forming a five-colored field.

Invisibly, the Sword Qi carried Sword Intent as it raised a barrier; if anything dared to approach, it would be sliced to pieces.

"Hello," Chen Xing spoke.

Lu Qingyang looked up and spoke slowly: "Hello..."

Bang!

In the next moment, he was sent flying.

The very instant he said hello, Chen Xing arrived in front of him. Without saying a word, three Light-Speed Punches blasted forward.

Chen Xing's aim was precise; all three hits were aimed at the head to prevent the opponent from shouting a surrender.

Giving three Light-Speed Punches upon meeting—only those who can withstand them are worthy of standing and continuing to fight me; otherwise, there's no need for a battle.

Ever since that assassination attempt in the Lower Realm, Chen Xing had learned his lesson.

He used Light Step when walking and Soul Eye when meeting people. If something felt off, he'd greet them with a few Light-Speed Punches first; only those who could stay standing were worthy of speaking with him.