One-Second Clearout, Points Soar! Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger? No, the Divine Dragon Could Not Be Bothered to Open Its Eyes!

His fingers lightly tapped the armrest in a steady rhythm.

Others only saw Lin Yuan's pitiful score.

But he had noticed a detail everyone else had overlooked.

Lin Yuan's path appeared casual, as though he were wandering around like a headless fly.

Yet in truth, from beginning to end, the direction he advanced in had unwaveringly pointed toward a forbidden land deep within the Wasteland—a place marked in blood-red in every great family's records—

Black Wind Valley!

Lin Yuan ambled unhurriedly toward Black Wind Valley.

However, when he reached the entrance to a narrow gorge, his footsteps finally stopped.

It was not because he wanted to stop.

There was simply no road ahead.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—!

Dozens of figures shot out from behind the rock walls on both sides of the gorge like specters!

In the blink of an eye, they had completely blocked Lin Yuan's path!

The leader was powerfully built, with a face full of flesh. Carrying a Ghost Head Blade gleaming with cold light over his shoulder, he was none other than Zhao Hu, the eldest direct grandson of the second-rate Zhao Family!

At his age, a cultivation of the Marrow Cleansing Realm Fifth Level could already be considered impressive.

Behind him stood more than fifty disciples from other second-rate families. Their expressions were hostile as they surrounded Lin Yuan, their eyes brimming with greedy malice.

"Lin Yuan!"

Zhao Hu pointed the tip of his blade at Lin Yuan, his voice arrogant to the extreme!

"You have repeatedly disregarded all the great families of Yan Jing City! Arrogant and conceited, with no one in your eyes!"

"Today, we will clean house for those first-rate families you have humiliated!"

"Die!"

He roared with righteous indignation, as though he represented the Judgment of justice.

Yet before his words had even faded!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two shadows burst up from behind Lin Yuan like venomous snakes leaving their holes, without the slightest warning!

Each held an ink-green short blade steeped in deadly poison, silently stabbing straight for the vital point at Lin Yuan's back!

At the same time!

Zhao Hu, standing before him, let out a savage grin as spiritual power erupted from his entire body!

"Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!"

With a furious roar, the Ghost Head Blade in his hand whipped up a foul wind.

A phantom of a fierce tiger even condensed over the blade, carrying the terrifying might to split mountains and shatter rocks as it heavily smashed down toward Lin Yuan's head!

A sneak attack!

An encirclement!

And utterly merciless, lethal killing moves at that!

Faced with this fatal trap attacking him from both front and back, a trace of change finally appeared on Lin Yuan's face.

His gaze turned cold.

There was no panic, no rage—only an absolute chill, as though a Divine Being were looking down upon ants.

He neither dodged nor evaded.

He did not even shift his feet in the slightest.

He merely raised a hand lightly.

Bzzz—!

A wisp of pale-blue Sword Qi suddenly burst forth from his fingertips!

That Sword Qi was not particularly vast.

But it was condensed to the utmost, dazzling to the utmost, and fast to the utmost!

Like a meteor tearing through the eternal night, trailing a dreamlike tail of light, it suddenly streaked forth at a speed beyond the limits of sight!

Screech—!

The air was torn apart!!!

The savage grins on the faces of the two disciples attacking from behind froze instantly!

They only felt a chill at their wrists!

The next second, their poison-coated short blades—and their hands—were cleanly severed!

Before they could even scream!

That pale-blue Sword Qi had already turned as though it had eyes, instantly plunging into their Dantians!

Puff! Puff!

Two muffled impacts!

Their bodies were like punctured balloons, all their cultivation spilling out at this moment!

And after doing all that, the Sword Qi did not pause in the slightest!

It traced a graceful arc through the air and met Zhao Hu's powerful Ghost Head Blade!

"Clang—!!!"

An ear-splitting clash of metal exploded!

Zhao Hu only felt an irresistible, earth-shaking force surge through the blade!

The Mystic Grade Mid-Tier Ghost Head Blade he had been so proud of was like paper before that thin strand of Sword Qi, effortlessly sliced into two!

"Pfft—!"

Zhao Hu spurted out a mouthful of blood. Like a kite with its string cut, he flew backward more than ten meters before heavily smashing into the ground!

His Dantian, too, had been thoroughly shredded by that overwhelmingly domineering Sword Qi!

It sounded like a long sequence of events.

But in truth, from the moment Lin Yuan raised his hand to the moment the three were crippled—

The entire process took less than a second!

Those second-rate family disciples who had originally been ready to watch a good show were all dumbfounded!

Their eyes were wide, their mouths hung open, and their minds were a complete blankness!

By the time they came to their senses, all that remained was wailing across the ground—and that Demon God-like figure still standing where he had been, as though he had never moved at all!

"Run—!!!"

No one knew who let out that heart-rending scream!

The rest looked as though they had seen a ghost. Terrified out of their wits, they turned and tried to flee!

However, it was already too late.

Lin Yuan casually flicked out several streaks of Sword Qi.

The pale-blue streams of light were like Death's invitations, accurately catching up with every fleeing figure.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

A succession of muffled impacts from shattered Dantians rang out without end through the gorge.

[ Ding! Successfully eliminated a contestant and seized 10 Points! ]

[ Ding! Successfully eliminated a contestant and seized 8 Points! ]

[ Ding! Successfully eliminated a contestant and seized 12 Points! ]

The mechanical alerts on the Wristwatch rang out madly like life-taking curses!

Lin Yuan's Points began soaring wildly from a pitiful 13!

100!

200!

300!

400!

In the end, they stopped at the number [513]!

His ranking, too, shot skyward like a rocket, instantly rising from last place straight into the top ten!

In the spectator stands.

The place instantly erupted!

"H-How did this happen?! Zhao Hu and the others were all eliminated?!"

"Heavens! Lin Yuan's Points jumped by five hundred at once! He crippled every last one of them!"

"This... this is a massacre! A naked, undisguised massacre!"

The Old Man of the Zhao Family, whose face had still worn a proud smile moments ago, instantly turned livid!

He abruptly rose from his seat, his eyes bloodshot as he pointed at Lin Jianguo, who sat calmly in the corner, and let out a beast-like roar!

"Lin Jianguo! Your son is ruthless indeed! He actually crippled my grandson's Dantian! This is not over!!!"

"That is right! My son was crippled too! Lin Jianguo, you must give us an explanation!"

The elders of the other families whose disciples had been crippled also rose one after another, echoing in righteous fury, as though they were ready to join forces and attack him.