Chapter 108: Li Qingyuan: I'm So Uncomfortable!

"Zhan Hun has something wrong with his brain, don't pay him any mind."

Inside the observation room, Lu Linqian grumbled, then looked at Li Qingyuan and said:

"By the way, you and Chen Yan are in the same True Martial Class, what has Chen Yan been doing lately?"

"He's been cultivating the whole time," Li Qingyuan said with a smile.

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

Li Qingyuan glanced at Lu Linqian beside him, his mouth opening beneath his mask.

He was used to it.

"You don't think I'm going to chase after him, do you? That's not the case," Lu Linqian, noticing Li Qingyuan's odd reaction, spoke up hurriedly.

"No, he doesn't have one," Li Qingyuan said with a sheepish smile.

"Chen Yan is quite impressive, huh," Lu Linqian said, looking slightly uncomfortable:

"He went to the Fifth Grade Zone on his first try, and he performed a great service just two days ago.

I reckon he could probably charge into the top ten of the Heavenly Pride list now."

Li Qingyuan's expression faltered. The top ten of the Heavenly Pride list?

This likely wasn't even Chen Yan's full strength.

He wasn't sure either; after all, the top ten were true geniuses renowned across the region.

But Chen Yan should be able to charge even higher.

Recalling the scene of Chen Yan killing a third-rank Ancient Divine Beast single-handedly that day, Li Qingyuan felt a numbness in his heart.

Lu Linqian stopped speaking as well; Zhan Hun had already walked onto the Arena to face off against Bing Yi.

"Brother Zhan Hun should be able to win, right?" Li Qingyuan asked, feeling somewhat uncertain.

"The probability of him winning is very high," Lu Linqian said:

"Zhan Hun could have been promoted to Platinum Rank long ago, but he would at most reach the bottom of the Platinum Rank. He would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.

So he has just been holding onto this title of Gold Rank number one."

Although Lu Linqian often traded barbs with Zhan Hun, she was well aware of his strength.

The fact that Zhan Hun wanted to challenge for the Platinum Rank this time meant his strength had increased significantly recently.

Li Qingyuan nodded and watched even more carefully.

The top-tier Heavenly Pride he had encountered was Chen Yan, and now he wanted to know what level Chen Yan could reach compared to the geniuses of the New Dragon Guard.

Chen Yan was indeed very powerful, but the place where he and Chen Yan were located was too small.

True geniuses were all in Yunmeng City.

He and Chen Yan were, in fact, both strivers, desperately trying to enter the world that belonged to geniuses.

The next instant.

The battle began.

"Bing Yi, hurry up, I want to challenge for a Platinum Rank spot."

On the Arena, the masked Zhan Hun said with a faint smile:

"I don't want this Gold Rank number one spot anymore; I want to enter the Platinum Rank sooner to collect Monthly Points.

It's just that you came at the wrong time."

As his voice rang out, a wave of noise erupted in the Observation Area.

There were cheers, and there were also jeers.

Zhan Hun had fans, and so did Bing Yi; those jeering were naturally the people who had recently started paying attention to Bing Yi.

"This Zhan Hun, would he die if he didn't show off?"

Inside the observation room, Lu Linqian cursed under her breath; it would be hilarious if Zhan Hun lost.

Li Qingyuan's eyes widened, knowing the battle was about to happen, and he had to watch with extreme care, not missing a single movement from Bing Yi or Zhan Hun.

Buzz!

A buzzing sound resonated across the Arena.

In an instant, the light interwoven across the Arena dimmed; Li Qingyuan opened his eyes to their widest, feeling as if his vision had blurred for a moment.

And on the Arena, Zhan Hun, who had been smiling beneath his mask, also had his expression change slightly at this moment.

Boom!

Zhan Hun kicked out, his toe slicing through the air and exploding with a sharp, piercing screech.

A blood-red air wave, like a sharp awl, slashed forward.

In the Observation Area, Lu Linqian's expression changed slightly; Zhan Hun's strength had indeed improved quite a bit.

Was it because Shao Hengyang had returned and given Zhan Hun pointers?

Bastard, why didn't he give me pointers?

But at this very moment, Lu Linqian, already moved, saw her expression change even more wildly, for the light on the Arena seemed to have been instantly drained away.

Following that, in the darkest part of the space, a blinding White Light spanning the Arena shot out.

In an instant, it pierced through the awl-like air wave Zhan Hun had kicked out, and then it pierced through Zhan Hun's body.

In the blink of an eye, the battle ended, and all the light returned to normal the next instant.

In the Observation Area, all the Audience members had been in a state of extreme tension the second before, but the next moment, they were all left in confusion.

What happened?

They saw that on the Arena, Zhan Hun stood frozen in place.

Opposite him, Bing Yi also made no move, only a long Spear entwined with Ice Flame had appeared in his hand at some unknown moment.

Wisps of White Light containing Extreme Cold drifted from around Chen Yan, making the slender Masked Man in Black Robes look as if he were amidst Yun Xu.

"I..."

Zhan Hun let out a dull sound, his mouth agape beneath his Mask; he stared fixedly at Bing Yi, who was also wearing a Mask opposite him, his expression becoming strained.

"I've become... a clown."

Boom!

A white wave of SoulRefining like a sharp blade suddenly cut across Zhan Hun's Belly and exploded.

Zhan Hun collapsed onto the Arena.

His Mu Jin trembled; in the instant Bing Yi thrust the Spear, a burst of cold air pierced through his body.

Silence descended once more.

After a moment of being Stunned, the Audience in the Observation Area erupted into cheers.

The noise was deafening.

"You, yes you, didn't you just say that Bing Yi would definitely lose?

Come and face your daddy now!"

"Hahaha, impressive."

"That's the price of failing to show off; I've long found this Gold Rank number one, Shoulong, annoying."

"Exactly, if you want to show off, why do it in the Gold Rank? You should go to the Platinum Rank. Now look, you've been taken down."

"Bing Yi is amazing, every time he appears he brings a sense of overwhelming pressure!"

"I've never seen anyone besides Wen Xin leave the Arena safely under Bing Yi's hands."

"Wen Xin is different; Wen Xin is Bing Yi's fated enemy."

"Fated enemy? Isn't it more like a fated target for bullying?"

"He actually lost?"

Inside the Observation Area, Lu Linqian spoke in surprise, her Frost Mo staring fixedly at Bing Yi beneath her Mask:

"That was 'Nether Loss', an Earth Vein Grade C Qi-Blood Martial Technique; it's not too rare, the Military Martial Guards have it."

Lu Linqian said with astonishment:

"But Bing Yi has already cultivated 'Nether Loss' to the Profound Mastery level."

Entry Level, Heart Mastery, Profound Mastery, Micro Mastery, Divine Mastery.

Micro Mastery means that a person has completely mastered a Cultivation Method and Martial Technique.

However, this is very difficult.

Whether it is Horizontal Refinement or Qi-Blood Martial Dao, one Martial Art is an entire discipline.

Being able to reach Heart Mastery already surpasses ninety percent of people.

Profound Mastery is even rarer.

For an Earth Vein Grade Martial Technique, it is even harder to reach this level.

"Zhan Hun's loss is not unjust. This Bing Yi thrust his Spear so suddenly, I even felt a hint of Spear Momentum; was it an illusion?"

Lu Linqian was somewhat horrified; the fight happened in an instant, and she hadn't even perceived it clearly.

Could Bing Yi also possess Spear Momentum?

He had never shown it in previous fights.

Lu Linqian thought strangely to herself, looked again at Zhan Hun lying on the Arena, and spoke to Li Qingyuan:

"Don't you go learning from Zhan Hun; I'm embarrassed for him."

As Lu Linqian spoke, she discovered that Li Qingyuan beside her had stiffened in place.

"Li Qingyuan?" Lu Linqian asked, frowning.

Was he stunned silly?

"Holy Crap!"

Li Qingyuan, whose body had been motionless, suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" Lu Linqian felt even more strange in her heart.

"Holy Crap!"

Li Qingyuan's breathing was rapid; beneath his Mask, a sense of shock and anxiety was revealed.

He had just been thinking that Chen Yan also had Ice Attribute Qi and Blood.

As a result, he was now seeing that familiar Ice Spear.

Holy Crap?

Holy Crap!

"This Bing Yi... who is he?" Li Qingyuan asked with some difficulty.

"I don't know, a genius who just popped up; maybe he's from another city district," Lu Linqian said.

Li Qingyuan pursed his lips.

Lu Linqian and the others really didn't know that it was Chen Yan.

Li Qingyuan was usually easygoing, but at this moment, he had an urge to blurt it out.

He wanted to say it.

That Bing Yi was Chen Yan, his good friend Chen Yan.

He came from the Luoshan County Town Martial Class, had just taken down Zhan Hun in an instant, and was now a popular Boxer in the Tianbei Fist Tournament.

He wanted to say it.

He held back.

He had just been arranged to accept the sealing of the Wen Xin Stele, forbidden from revealing Chen Yan's strength and the matter of Chen Yan causing the Qingshan Ancient Beast riot.

He was very anxious; he felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Why are you acting so strange?" Lu Linqian, at his side, asked strangely.

Inside the adjacent Observation Area.

"He is actually this powerful!"

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with one-way visibility, Chen Yu sat cross-legged, looking solemnly at the Masked Man in Black Robes on the Arena.

An incomparable shock welled up in her heart.

She could actually guess that Bing Yi would win, but she had not expected Bing Yi to win so easily.

The other party had entered the Tianbei Fist Tournament even later than her, and the strength displayed initially was not strong.

In other words, Bing Yi, like her, was not hiding his strength, but had become stronger more rapidly.

"This Bing Yi, he hides his true depth; just now I even felt that he had already comprehended Spear Intent."

Within the Consciousness World, the Red Skirt Woman whispered.

She was only in the state of a Residual Soul, so she did not see it clearly, and Bing Yi had made his move too quickly.

Sensing Chen Yu's shock, the Red Skirt Woman comforted her:

"This Bing Yi is clearly not a genius from Yunmeng City; it is highly likely he comes from a major place and has a great background behind him."

The Red Skirt Woman felt a bit of heartache for her Disciple.

From the very beginning, she had told Chen Yu that the other party was a one-in-a-hundred-million Array genius.

As it turned out, Chen Yu had been struck by her Brother and then by Bing Yi in succession.

She was truly afraid that Chen Yu would suffer psychological damage from the blows.

"It's fine, Teacher." Chen Yu spoke:

"There are many in the world stronger than me; what I can change is myself."

The Red Skirt Woman nodded with satisfaction.

Yet she saw the fifteen-year-old girl say with a hint of pride:

"Besides, my Brother is even more formidable than him."

The Red Skirt Woman fell into Silence; was Chen Yan more formidable than Bing Yi?

Before, she had actually favored Chen Yan more.

But now, it seemed that was truly not certain.

This Bing Yi was clearly not simple.

She was quite astonished in her heart; what exactly was the situation, why had the tiny Yunmeng City produced this pair of Heavenly Pride siblings, Chen Yu and Chen Yan, one after another?

And now, Bing Yi had appeared.

Was the... Heaven about to change?

…………

"This Bing Yi..."

Inside the Executor Office of the Tianbei Fist Tournament, Chi Lao, wearing a Flame Mask, lay on the sofa looking at the Monitoring Screen, somewhat stunned:

"I remember when he last performed Observation and Imagination on the Gun Yi Stone, he hadn't even comprehended Spear Momentum."

"Mm." At his side, the White Skirt Woman nodded; beneath her mask, her Pupil was also shocked.

"This kid is... a True Intent genius!"

Chi Lao spoke slowly, somewhat dazed.

"Hurry up! The Hua'er I've been waiting for have already withered."

A lazy man's voice sounded from the tablet on the coffee table. Chi Lao looked at the tablet; it was a card game. He reached out his hand, somewhat conflicted.

Afterward, he still hardened his heart and turned off the tablet.

"Arrange the Incentive Prize Pool for this Bing Yi." Chi Lao said.

"This... does not conform to the rules." The White Skirt Woman was startled; the Fire Executor was still the same, not caring about the rules.

"My rules are the rules!" Chi Lao said with slight dissatisfaction.

"If the Incentive Prize Pool is opened for Bing Yi, the other Boxers might be dissatisfied." The White Skirt Woman said.

Chi Lao fell into Silence, then waved his hand, opened the tablet, and continued playing:

"Then don't open it for now."

The White Skirt Woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your card playing is just too good!"

On the tablet, the lazy voice sounded again; the Fire Executor's Breath instantly became heavy.

At the same time.

In the Observation Area, the thunderous cheers rose to the very peak.

Bing Yi advanced to a Platinum Rank Fighter.

And opened a Platinum Rank tournament.

"Platinum Rank Fighters, there are only Thirty in the entire Tianbei Fist Tournament; every single one is an absolute Strong One, and the one in first place can even rival a Fourth Order Origin Realm martial artist!"

The Host's exaggerated, loud voice stirred the emotions of the entire Observation Area.

"Does everyone know that for every ten Platinum Rank fighters, there are their own Monthly Points.

If Bing Yi wants to break into the Platinum Rank, there must be a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea!"

As the Host spoke, the Audience's cheers rose like waves.