The Holy Son Battle was a special promotion rule that had been passed down in the Mystic Sanctuary for ages.
A qualified disciple would serve as the arena defender, accepting successive challenges from all Inner Academy disciples of their academy at an appointed time and place.
Any Inner Academy disciple could step onto the stage to challenge the defender. If the challenger won, the defender would fail to advance to Holy Son.
If every challenger was defeated, the defender would successfully advance to become the Holy Son of that academy.
In short—one person against the entire East Academy.
As soon as this rule was announced, all the Inner Academy disciples of the East Academy were stunned for a moment before erupting into an uproar.
"Has Qin Yan lost his mind? Who does he think he is, challenging our entire East Academy by himself?"
"Arrogant! Utterly arrogant! He clearly doesn't take us Inner Academy disciples seriously at all!"
"Exactly! There are at least several thousand Inner Academy disciples in the East Academy. Even if Qin Yan were made of iron, how many nails could he hammer? Isn't he just asking for trouble?"
"Heh, since he wants to show off so badly, let's teach him on the arena what it means to know his place!"
The Inner Academy disciples were indignant, their faces flushed red.
They were disciples of the Holy Land and had seen their share of madmen, but someone like Qin Yan, who wanted to challenge the entire East Academy the moment he opened his mouth, was truly unheard of.
This had completely surpassed the bounds of mere arrogance. It was simply an outrageous level of contempt for everyone else.
The news spread far faster than anyone had imagined.
Within just a few days, not only did the entire East