In the blink of an eye, the group that had been brimming with confidence, believing they could bring Lin Changkong down through sheer numbers, all revealed horrified expressions and retreated in panic.
Lin Changkong's slash was fierce and tyrannical. Countless streams of saber qi burst forth, engulfing everyone within.
The Blood Fiend Saber Qi was itself a fourth-tier martial art. In a place like the Heavenly Fire Sect's Outer Sect, it was absolutely considered a high-tier martial art.
For ordinary disciples, mastering a Second-tier martial art was already remarkable. Those who could master a third-tier one were considered outstanding.
Lin Changkong had achieved minor mastery in a fourth-tier martial art, and he possessed pure Crimson Flame Spiritual Energy as well as Qi Gathering Fifth Level cultivation.
He did not even need to unleash his full strength. The power of this slash had already exceeded everyone else's limits!
"Pfft pfft pfft pfft—"
Countless streams of saber qi descended. The group roared as they mobilized their spiritual energy to defend themselves, but they simply could not withstand the terrifying saber qi.
As the sound of sharp blades slicing rang out, figures were sent flying in droves. The spiritual energy enveloping their bodies was cut apart, and blood sprayed through the air!
When the Blood Fiend Saber Qi dissipated, the dozen or so people who had charged forward intending to gang up on Lin Changkong were all lying on the ground without exception.
Every one of them was covered in bloody wounds. Though they would not die, they had definitely suffered grievous injuries.
More importantly, Lin Changkong's move had directly shattered their Dao hearts.
There had been so many of them, yet he had swept them all aside with a single move. Who would have dared imagine it?
"Why... why did this happen? Why..."
Luo Ling lay on the ground, staring at the bleeding wound on her stomach. Agonizing pain flooded her mind, leaving her mind utterly blank.
Only terror and disbelief surged violently through her thoughts.
Outside the arena, Luo Qingyi and Zhang Qingfeng were both dumbstruck. Their eyes were opened so wide that their eyeballs looked ready to pop out.
"He floored an entire group with one slash. Just what level has this guy cultivated his Blood Fiend Saber Qi to?"
Luo Qingyi cried out, even suspecting that Ye Wuchen had lied to her.
If Lin Changkong had truly obtained the Blood Fiend Saber Qi yesterday, how could he possibly have trained it to such a level in one day?
Not even the greatest monster in the entire Heavenly Fire Sect could have done that!
Yet she did not know that Ye Wuchen was even more shocked than she was.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"With such a wide-range attack, his Blood Fiend Saber Qi has definitely reached minor mastery. And to condense such an enormous amount of saber qi, he would need at least Qi Gathering Third Level cultivation to sustain the expenditure.
This guy actually cultivated a fourth-tier Blood Fiend Saber Qi to minor mastery in just one day, and broke through from Qi Gathering First Level to Qi Gathering Third Level in only two days.
Holy shit! What kind of speed is this? What fucking kind of speed is this?!"
Ye Wuchen cursed repeatedly. Amid his excitement, he felt as though the sky were collapsing.
Fuck, one minor realm a day—what kind of monster was that? And while raising his cultivation, he had even cultivated a fourth-tier martial art to minor mastery, in just one day!
Damn it!
But he did not know that Lin Changkong was not advancing one minor realm per day, but two. He had already reached Qi Gathering Fifth Level.
It was merely that these scraps were not worthy of making him use his full strength.
Luo Qingyi had originally still harbored doubts, but upon hearing Ye Wuchen's words, her heart sank even further.
Ye Wuchen had not lied. That could only prove one thing: Lin Changkong's talent was truly too powerful, powerful to a degree they had never seen before.
If such a genius did not die, then given enough time, who in the entire Heavenly Fire Sect would be able to suppress him?
Zhang Qingfeng's gaze trembled as he thought, His talent is too terrifying. If I do not eliminate him before he grows, there will never be another chance!
Hong Ye swallowed and muttered, "Sure enough, this guy didn't lie to me. He really doesn't listen to advice. He's still as damn cocky as ever, but you never told me you were this damn cocky!"
He was so cocky it was utterly outrageous.
After Lin Changkong floored everyone with one slash, his aura became even fiercer. His momentum did not diminish, but instead rose higher as he stood alone in the arena with his saber in hand.
Within thirty feet, no one dared approach!
The Qi Gathering Second Level disciples were completely numb. So many of them had failed to block even a single slash from him.
And such a large-scale attack had even been indiscriminate.
He was heaven-defying!
Lin Changkong shook his head and looked coldly at the group lying on the ground, all staring at him in terror. "A bunch of trash!"
After saying that, he walked over and kicked them off the fighting platform one by one. Being kicked off meant elimination.
Forget the championship—they could not even make the top thirty now.
The Qi Gathering Second Level disciples had gone pale. Normally, they would have been guaranteed a place in the top thirty, perhaps even the top twenty. But now, they would not even make the top hundred.
The most elite group of disciples had all been eliminated the moment the competition began. Looking across the Heavenly Fire Sect's several hundred years of history, there had never been anything this absurd!
Of course, not everyone was kicked off by Lin Changkong. Two remained: Zhong Li and Luo Ling.
These people had taken the lead in targeting him. Simply eliminating them would be letting them off too easily.
He grinned and walked toward Zhong Li.
Zhong Li had already been struck by several streams of Blood Fiend Saber Qi. Blood had pooled all around him, and he was now weak and powerless. Watching Lin Changkong approach, he was terrified out of his wits.
"I-I surrender, I surrender! Don't come over here, I'm begging you."
Zhong Li was practically crying. He scrambled backward on his hands and feet.
But Lin Changkong acted as though he had not heard him. He stepped forward and stomped him to the ground, then unleashed a barrage of heavy slaps across his face. Zhong Li was slapped unconscious, his face beaten to a pulp, before Lin Changkong finally kicked him off.
Then he looked toward Luo Ling beside him.
Luo Ling's chest heaved violently. She had never imagined the outcome would turn out like this, and she had been the one who humiliated Lin Changkong most viciously earlier.
How could Lin Changkong possibly let her go?
"Y-you stay away! I'm warning you, my aunt is Elder Luo Qingyi. If you dare touch me again, my aunt will never let you off!"
Luo Ling was scared senseless and could only bring up Luo Qingyi to put on a brave front.
But Lin Changkong was not afraid in the slightest. From Luo Ling's name alone, he knew she must be related to Luo Qingyi. He had guessed it long ago.
Luo Qingyi's face turned livid. She had never imagined the outcome would be like this.
Seeing the scene on the fighting platform, she could not bear to watch Luo Ling be beaten again by Lin Changkong. After all, she had been the one who instructed Luo Ling to deliberately make things difficult for him.
So she shouted coldly, "Lin Changkong, stop! If you dare touch Luo Ling, I will never let you off!"
Bang!
The moment she finished speaking, Lin Changkong suddenly raised his leg and stomped down on Luo Ling's face.
"Ah—"
A scream burst from Luo Ling's mouth. She clutched her face and rolled across the ground in pain.
Luo Qingyi's fury soared to the heavens as she roared, "I told you to stop!"
Bang!
But Lin Changkong ignored her completely. His answer was an even harder stomp, along with Luo Ling's even more miserable scream.
"Ah! You little bastard, stop!"
Luo Qingyi was so furious she was about to explode. Her Core Formation Realm cultivation erupted, and her oppressive aura bore down on Lin Changkong from afar.
Bang!
Yet Lin Changkong still did not stop. He stomped on Luo Ling's chest, breaking seven or eight of her ribs.
The immense force also injured her internal organs, and blood spurted from her mouth.
Lin Changkong stepped on her and sneered, "So what if she's an elder's niece? You're exactly who I'm beating!"
Before you continue