Chapter 46: The True Strength of Yinghao's Disciple

  As the big bell rings, tens of thousands of outer disciples gather together towards the martial arts arena, making the usually spacious martial arts arena seem crowded, and the scene is very grand.

  The various sects were already accustomed to such arrangements for this kind of event, and although there were many people, under the organization of the disciples who maintained order, everything was in good order. The numerous disciples formed dozens of columns, coming to the martial arts arena in sequence, sitting on the ground.

  In the center of the martial arts arena, a hundred-square-meter platform was set up, and all the disciples sat cross-legged around the platform to watch the competition on it.

  That arena seems to be built with four blocks of flat cyan giant stones, tightly joined and extremely solid. The fluctuations of the outer door disciples' battles cannot damage that arena at all.

  In front of the stage, many instructors from Fei Yun Bie Yuan and the head of the institute, Yao Bu Ping, were seated in chairs below as judges. After the Ying Hao Bang competition, they would also hold a contest for the position of head of the institute.

  After the bell rang, all disciples had arrived. Cai Qing stood up and began to announce the rules of this competition, which were actually the same as in previous years. The Yinghao List Competition adopted a challenge system, but it was a routine task, so Cai Qing still had to say it once.

  "The annual Yinghao List competition has finally arrived, and I'm sure all the heroes are eager to get started. I won't waste any more words, let's just announce the rules of the competition."

  Tsai Ching's voice boomed out like a high-powered loudspeaker, resonating throughout the entire venue and clearly entering the ears of tens of thousands of disciples.

  "The rules of the tournament remain the same as last year, still using the challenge system. The strong will take their place on the Hero's List, while the weak will give way. The disciples of the previous Hero's List await your challenge. Defeat them and you will be the new hero! You can obtain special rewards and more cultivation resources."

  Cai Qing taught the simple and powerful rules of the tournament, a few words that made many disciples' blood boil with excitement, but more disciples had self-awareness.

  The disciples on the list of Yinghao are not ordinary people. This kind of challenge system shows the true level, and those who have ability will take it, while those who do not have ability will avoid it.

  The disciples selected in this way are naturally the best disciples of Fei Yun Bie Yuan, and to challenge them, one must first weigh oneself.

  However, there are still many good disciples who are eager to try, and Xiao Chen is one of them. Of course, Qian Ming is also on the list. This time, Qian Ming is well-prepared and has obtained some kind of magical medicine in the past two days, directly breaking through to the ninth heaven of Condensing Spirit. Indeed, he has the qualifications to challenge the English Hao Bang.

  "The previous term's Yinghao List disciples, come forth and accept the challenge!" With Cai Qing's declaration, ten disciples walked up from below the stage, each with their head held high, chest out, face cold, extremely confident, eyes gleaming like electricity, lined up on the arena in order from left to right.

  "As expected, none of the disciples of the Yinghao List are weak." Xiao Chen took a glance and found that these ten disciples all had long breaths, thick true energy, eyes like lanterns, and very strong spirit. Moreover, Xiao Chen's cultivation of the "99 Refining Soul Technique" made his divine soul extremely powerful, allowing him to see through people who were two realms higher than him. Therefore, the cultivation of these few disciples was all within Xiao Chen's field of vision, with the lowest being at the eighth heaven of the Condensing God Realm.

  "It seems that this ranking list is not just comparing cultivation, but also understanding of swordsmanship and fist techniques."

  Xiao Chen merely glanced at these ten people and was able to guess many things.

  While other disciples have long been crazy, they are very admiring and envious of the Yinghao List disciples.

  "Wow, that's my idol 'One Sword Chasing the Wind' Du Tengfei, Brother Du, elegant and refined, dignified and majestic, truly worthy of being the number one on the Heroes List!"

  "Hmph, my idol 'Mad Sword' Zhang Kuang will surely take Du Tianfei's place this time."

  "Don't forget Tian Sisi, Tian Shijie, the title 'One Smile to Capture the Soul' wasn't earned for nothing."

  “……”

  The top ten disciples of the English List all have their own titles, and they are admired by many disciples. They are referred to as idols, not only strong in strength but also charming.

  Xiao Chen heard those disciples' discussions and had some understanding of the top ten disciples on the Yinghao List.

  "The Heroic Ranking Challenge is now underway, who wants to challenge them and take their place, come on stage now!" Cai Qing shouted in a loud and clear voice, awakening the hot blood in his disciples' hearts.

  "I'm coming!"

  Cai Qing finished speaking, and immediately someone shouted out. Following this voice, a sturdy and tiger-like disciple walked onto the stage.

  "You challenge which of the ten disciples? You only have one chance." Cai Qing said.

  "Fifth place, 'Green Sea and Pine Waves' Chen Linshang." The tiger-headed and tiger-tailed disciple said.

  Upon hearing this, on the martial arts platform, all ten of the Yingxiong Bang's disciples except for one person walked down from the platform, leaving only one person standing on the platform.

  This disciple had a slender build, a pale complexion, and appeared slightly weak, but his eyes gleamed like lightning, and his breath was long and steady, the result of cultivating the Eightfold Heaven's Concentration.

  "This tiger-headed and tiger-tailed disciple is either eager for quick success or has an ace up his sleeve, to have cultivated the Six Heavens of Concentrated Spirit, yet he dares to challenge Chen Lin, the fifth-ranked disciple on the Hero's List." Xiao Chen had long since seen through the cultivation of all ten disciples on the Hero's List, so when this tiger-headed and tiger-tailed disciple dared to issue a challenge, he felt a sense of astonishment.

  On the stage, both sides report their names.

  The tiger-headed and tiger-brained disciple clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Fang Hu!"

  The pale-faced disciple returned the courtesy and said: "Chen Lin is here!"

  Splash!

  After the two sides exchanged greetings, Fang Hu suddenly drew out the precious sword from his waist. The sword transformed into a cold star and shot out rapidly, resembling a violent rain of pear flowers, with thousands of cold lights rolling towards Chen Lin.

  Chen Lin's expression didn't change, he smiled lightly and said calmly: "Younger brother, your Flying Spirit Sword technique is not yet mature, it's full of flaws."

  As Chen Lin's words were spoken, he raised his arm and pointed like a sword. His true energy burst forth from his fingers, instantly targeting Fang Hu's weakness. The pointing finger was just that much, breaking through all of Fang Hu's sword moves, knocking him off the stage.

  Lightly and easily, simply and straightforwardly, all the disciples under the ring let out a cry of surprise. No one had expected that Fang Hu, who had gone up to challenge with full confidence, would not even be able to withstand a single move before being knocked off the ring.

  This also indirectly reflects the strength of the disciples on the Yinghao list, and makes many disciples who were originally planning to go up and challenge them hesitate, starting to reassess their own strength.

  Then there were many more disciples who went up to challenge him, but without exception, they all failed.

  This situation gave a deep blow to the originally eager disciples, many people gave up the challenge, feeling that they were not qualified to challenge and it was not worth going up to be beaten.

  "I'm here to challenge!"

  A loud whistle sounded, and Qian Ming flew onto the stage.

  "You challenge which of the ten disciples? You only have one chance." Cai Qing's instructor repeated, not knowing how many times he had said those words.

  "Second place, 'Mad Sword' Zhang Kuang."

  Qian Ming's wild ambition was surging, and the second place on the Heroic Ranking List was Zhang Kuang, who was also full of confidence, but he didn't know what trump card he had, and he actually dared to challenge the person known as "Crazy Sword".

  Qianming's sudden appearance shocked all the disciples below, Qianming was not weak in strength, but no one thought that Qianming could be a match for Zhang Kuang, the famous 'Crazy Sword'.

  There are even more crazy fans, who have already begun to scold Qianming, thinking that he is simply ignorant of the heights and thicknesses of the world, a fool whose head has been pinched by a door.

  After the voices of discussion had passed, the second place on the English Haobao list 'Crazy Sword' Zhang Kuang walked up to the stage with a proud smile, his eyes sharp as a sword, calmly accepting the challenge.

  After the courtesy, both sides retreated three steps, and Qian Ming said: "Zhang Shixiong, be careful!"

  As he spoke, Qian Ming suddenly slapped the treasure sword at his waist, and a pleasant sword hum rang out. Qian Ming grasped it in one hand, the sword was like a swimming dragon, his body followed the sword, shooting out like lightning, his body almost parallel to the ground, rolling up a fierce wind, rushing towards Zhang Kuang.

  They say a master's skill is evident from the moment they make their move. At this instant, Qingming swiftly executed this sword technique, as agile as a swallow and sharp as lightning. Although it was still the Fei Ling Sword Technique, it was ten times stronger than Fang Hu's version.

  Zhang Kuang burst out laughing, he claimed to be 'Crazy Sword', naturally it wasn't an empty boast. With a long whistle, his treasured sword shook and transformed into a cluster of cold stars, chopping down fiercely, covering the sky and falling in all directions. In his hands, his swordsmanship had an additional air of unbridled arrogance, its power was fierce and violent, its sword energy was wild and ferocious.

  Ding-ding-ding----

  As soon as the two sides clashed, a fierce sword collision sound burst out instantly, with true energy roaring and rabbits rising and falling. Both were using their full strength, and in an instant, the battle had entered a state of white heat.

  Under the stage, the disciples also forgot what they had said before, and directly exclaimed that the two people on the stage were in control of their swordsmanship, each with its own merits.

  Qianming Swordsmanship is light and elegant, Flying Spirit Swordsmanship's 'Ling' character is fully revealed, deeply grasping the essence.

  Zhang Kuang's swordsmanship was driven by his heart, arrogant and unbridled. Every sword strike seemed like a thunderstorm, majestic and awe-inspiring.

  The two sides attacked and defended each other, coming and going smoothly without any stagnation. One sword slashed out, true energy burst forth, precious swords competed in brilliance, turning swords broke momentum, moving clouds and flowing water. The sword was in the hands of these two people like an arm commanding fingers, fighting intensely.

  However, Zhang Kuang's swordsmanship, although powerful and majestic, was also extremely exhausting. Once he managed to sustain his initial frenzy, he would become the one being abused afterwards.

  The battle on the field was not suspenseful for those with discerning eyes, as Qingming's victory was a foregone conclusion. However, it was Qingming's unexpected rise to power that caught everyone off guard. Even Xiao Chen, who had fought alongside Qingming before, was greatly surprised.

  "When did Qianming become so powerful? The last time I saw him, he was still at the eighth level of concentrated cultivation. In just two days, he has already entered the ninth level and his Flying Spirit Sword technique is now perfectly mastered, completely surpassing me. Could it be that he too had an extraordinary encounter?" Xiao Chen felt astonished by Qianming's transformation, after all, such rapid growth in just two days was truly beyond expectation.

  "This Qian Ming is not bad, he's a personal talent. Zhang Kuang is no match for him. It seems that there's great hope for competing for the first place on the Hero Ranking!" The head of the institute, Yao Bu Ping, looked at the fighting stage where Qian Ming and Zhang Kuang were battling, and began to evaluate them.

  "That's not necessarily true, this batch of disciples has quite a few good seeds, and Qianming is not the only one." Cai Qing had always been at odds with Yao Buping, and now he was calling him out again.

  "Oh? Brother Cai Qing's meaning is that Qian Ming can't get first place?" Yao Bu Ping was refuted, originally had a lot of opinions about Cai Qing's teachings, and at this moment suddenly flared up.

  "Does Dean's first senior brother mean that Qian Ming can get the first place?" Cai Qing shot back.

  "Haha...... No use arguing, how about we make a bet?"

  "How to gamble?"

  "Are you daring enough to bet a 'Guiyuan Dan' on it?!" Yao Bu Ping suddenly raised his voice, making sure the surrounding disciples could hear him, letting them bear witness.

  Cai Qing's expression changed slightly as he heard the words, listening to the underlying tone. Cai Qing was no fool and instantly sensed that Yao Buping suspected him of stealing the 'Guiyuan Dan', which was extremely valuable, and even if he spent all his wealth, it might not be enough to buy one pill.

  At this time, other teachers were strongly supporting Cai Qing and were willing to raise funds to help him.

  Cai Qing hesitated again and again, and just now Yao Buping's loud voice was heard by many disciples. The brothers also strongly supported him, so he couldn't help but respond, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to lose face.

  Duan Xia said: "I don't know what you're using to bet with, Eldest Martial Brother of the Institute."

  "I'll bet you the top spot in the institute!" Yao Buping said in a low, solemn tone, as if he was staking everything on this one last gamble.