Chapter 385

He was also dissatisfied with the Ten Elites ranking and intended to rewrite the Ten Elites List during this Grand Competition, letting the world see clearly that his, Lu Ren's, true talent was not merely eighth on the Ten Elites.

With Gang Qi surging, Lu Ren took a large step forward, causing the arena to tremble, and struck out with his large hand, which was imbued with powerful force.

"Well come!"

Su Zhe let out a long whistle. Without dodging or evading, his crimson Gang Qi surged forth, and he also struck out with a palm, intending to test a move against Lu Ren in a head-on collision.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, causing Gang Qi to overflow and ripple visibly to the naked eye, the sound deafening.

Lu Ren's entire body jolted, but he remained unmoved on the spot, while Su Zhe revealed a pained expression, his face flushed, and he could not help but stumble back three steps.

In a head-on confrontation, he was no match for Lu Ren.

"Su Zhe has lost."

"The authority of the Ten Elites List is not so easily challenged."

"Su Zhe's foundation is clearly much worse."

The outer sect disciples were in an uproar; Su Zhe, bearing the identity of a young master of the Su family, was actually no match for Lu Ren.

"He acted so arrogant toward Xu Yang before, I thought he had real ability. It turns out that when facing someone ranked higher than him, he is also revealed for what he truly is."

"The young Marquis was right; he only bullies the weak and fears the strong."

Someone brought up the matter of Su Zhe challenging Xu Yang, and hearing this, Su Zhe's expression on the arena became incredibly ugly, especially since these were the very words he had once said to Xu Yang.

He wanted to revitalize the Su family; if he couldn't even beat Lu Ren, who was eighth, how could he fight those ranked ahead?

"Your body tempering is a bit lacking; you must have taken too many elixirs, leading to a hollow foundation," Lu Ren said with a smile.

His original intention was to remind this young master, but the words fell on Su Zhe's ears as very unpleasant, sounding like the smugness of a victor pointing fingers at him.

Coupled with the mockery coming from under the arena, Su Zhe said angrily, "What are you, to be pointing fingers at me?"

The smile on Lu Ren's face froze, and he snorted coldly, "You don't know what's good for you."

The next moment, his body swept out from where he stood, like a gale rolling toward Su Zhe.

Having offered kindness only to be met with coldness, his pride was somewhat wounded, and regardless of Su Zhe's status, he directly unleashed ruthless strikes to bombard Su Zhe.

Su Zhe retreated, taking the opportunity to draw his precious sword to counterattack.

But after holding out for fifty moves, he was still blasted off the arena by Lu Ren, along with his sword.

"I lost? I can't even beat Lu Ren?"

Su Zhe was dejected, standing blankly under the arena while holding his sword.

He carried the hopes of the Su family and wanted to improve his ranking on the Ten Elites List during this outer sect Grand Competition to stabilize the Su family's situation. Who would have thought he couldn't even beat Lu Ren, who was eighth.

Even while using a weapon, he was blasted off the arena in less than fifty moves.

If he couldn't even beat the eighth, let alone the seventh, Chen Yu, or the sixth, Xie Zhan.

"Su Zhe lost. It's laughable that as soon as he got on stage, he kept saying he would rewrite the Ten Elites List. I thought he had some hidden trump card."

"You bragged for so long, and this is what you show me?"

"No wonder there are so many people on the Ten Elites List, yet he only fixated on Xu Yang. It turns out he really can only bully Xu Yang."

The mockery all around made him feel even more ashamed. All his pride and self-esteem were shattered by these words, and he felt that everyone looking at him was looking at a clown.

"That'll teach you to act so arrogant!" Sun Tao laughed.

Seeing Su Zhe's state, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

"I concede!"

Lu Ren cupped his fists, his gaze sweeping over Xu Yang, and he walked off the arena calmly.

Su Zhe was only the first; later, Chen Yu and Xie Zhan would all be defeated by his hands.

Xu Yang looked at Lu Ren calmly. He wasn't very surprised that Lu Ren defeated Su Zhe. Lu Ren's talent was originally good, and after parting ways with Gu Hao and the others, it was as if his potential had been ignited; his entire temperament had changed, and his cultivation base was advancing bravely.

Soon, in the resurrection duels, Su Zhe defeated his opponent and successfully advanced.

Not long after, another Ten Elites duel appeared, with the ninth-ranked Su Zhe facing the seventh-ranked Chen Yu.

Similar to the battle with Lu Ren, after less than fifty moves, Su Zhe was blasted off the arena by Chen Yu.

The arrogance and conceit on his face had all disappeared, and his entire face was pale.

He had thoroughly confirmed Jiang Fan's words, becoming a clown who only knew how to bully the weak and fear the strong.

By the afternoon, the top twenty competition began. In the top twenty competition, several battles between the Ten Elites occurred.

The seventh-ranked Chen Yu faced the fifth-ranked Xiong Kun and was defeated within a hundred moves.

The sixth-ranked Xie Zhan faced the fourth-ranked Han Feng and was blasted off the arena in over fifty moves.

The eighth-ranked Lu Ren faced the sixth-ranked Xie Zhan. After a fierce battle of over two hundred moves, he actually defeated Xie Zhan, rewriting the Ten Elites ranking.

For a time, the outer sect was in a sensation.

Lu Ren stood on the arena, hands behind his back, his spirit soaring, his eyes seeming to radiate light.

He had done it; he had proven to everyone that his talent was not just eighth on the Ten Elites.

"I, Lu Ren, if not for my poor background, am not inferior to anyone."

Looking at the shocked expressions of those below the arena, Lu Ren felt excited.

"Xu Yang!"

The person he most wanted to fight was still Xu Yang, to wash away the shame of losing to Xu Yang in the martial arts examination.

Even though the current Xu Yang was already inferior to him, he still wanted to fight Xu Yang and defeat him upright and honorably.

His gaze scanned the crowd and finally landed on Xu Yang.

He thought Xu Yang would show a shocked expression like the others, but he found that Xu Yang's gaze was calm, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

"Why are you not bothered at all?"

For a moment, Lu Ren's joy vanished.

By evening, the top twenty of the outer sect Grand Competition were determined. Of the nine Ten Elites participating in the Grand Competition, only eight made it into the top twenty; Su Zhe became the only Ten Elites genius who did not make it into the top twenty.

The next day, the competition for the top ten began. The first match had an unexpected situation: Jiang Fan and Li Chuyang met ahead of schedule.

They didn't wait to compete for the top three; they drew each other's names in the top ten competition.

Li Chuyang was warlike, and the opponents he encountered along the way all conceded, so he had no chance to strike.

As soon as he got on the arena, he was more impatient than Jiang Fan, the aggrieved party. His whole body erupted with silver Gang Qi, and he rushed toward Jiang Fan, wrapped in a chilling aura.

"Silver Gang Qi?"

Someone exclaimed, their eyes fixed tightly on the silver Gang Qi on Li Chuyang's body.

Generally speaking, Gang Qi is scorching like fire and appears blood-red.

Li Chuyang's Gang Qi was not only silver but also as cold as ice, and for a moment, the surrounding temperature plummeted.

"You actually mastered the Three Yin Silver Palace Profound Gang True Art!"

Seeing the silver Gang Qi on Li Chuyang's body, Jiang Fan's expression changed.

"It's just entry-level, what's so strange about that? Let me see how you have cultivated your Jiang family's Nine Turns Blood-Coagulating Battle Gang."

Li Chuyang shouted, and the aura on his body became three parts stronger again. Some people standing close to the arena couldn't bear his pressure and had to retreat quickly.

"You will see!"

Jiang Fan's whole body turned crimson as if congested with blood, and his entire aura became violent, with blood-colored light like earthworms crawling all over his body.

His Gang Qi was the normal crimson red, but it emitted an astonishing high temperature. The two completely different auras of cold and heat collided in the air, and the entire arena began to shake.

"Jiang Fan, you finally look a bit like a young Marquis."

Li Chuyang took a large step forward, his fist tearing through the air like a silver moon passing by.

Jiang Fan turned his hands into blades, and the air rippled as he struck out with a palm, choosing to collide head-on with Li Chuyang.

This kind of head-on collision tested a martial artist's foundation the most, without any bells and whistles.

"Bang!"

Fist and palm met, sounding like metal colliding. The entire arena jolted, the ground cracked, and the arena actually sank a little.

The two bodies swayed, Gang Qi exploded, and they couldn't help but stumble back.

In the head-on clash, it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand.

"Let's fight to our hearts' content." Li Chuyang shook his somewhat numb arm and grinned.

The next moment, he fought with Jiang Fan, and the red and silver Gang Qi submerged the arena.

The outer sect deacon responsible for safety was forced off the arena by the energy of their clash, his face filled with shock.

"Why is Li Chuyang's Gang Qi silver?" someone asked, puzzled. ===== CHAPTER 386 =====