Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

The flames died down.

Centered on Chen Xing, the radius in front is fifty meters.

Within a 120-degree fan-shaped area, everything was charred black.

The alloy floor was melted by the high temperature into a glassy state, emitting billowing blue smoke.

The thirty-five trainees who were the first to rush towards Chen Xing lay sprawled on the scorched ground.

Some were unconscious, others groaned in pain, but none of them could stand up.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Only the sounds of fighting continued on the other two arenas.

And the gasps of shock coming from the stands in the distance.

From the start of the melee to Chen Xingliu clearing the area with his stick.

It took less than fifteen seconds.

On the leaderboard, the numbers next to Chen Xing's name were jumping wildly.

Final score: 105 points (35 people x 3 points).

Most of the other students still have single-digit scores.

Struggling for tens of digits.

Chen Xing's points are like a crane standing among chickens, leading by a huge margin!

"hiss--!!!"

"My God! Thirty-five people! Wiped out in six blows?!"

"What are those purplish-gold flames?! They're terrifying!"

"His aura... peak of the third realm?! Wasn't he supposed to be at the lower level of the third realm?!"

"Dark Blood Asura! This is the true power of the Dark Blood Asura!"

"Is it really possible for anyone to get those 300 points?!"

On the second arena, Lin Moyan sat cross-legged in a relatively safe corner.

His ten fingers danced wildly across the guitar strings, and visible sound waves spread out from him.

It enveloped a twenty-meter radius around it. It was the first chapter of the S-rank combat skill, "Requiem"!

The students enveloped by the sound waves immediately felt dizzy, had disordered blood circulation, and became sluggish.

The other members of Lin Moyan's team then took action and quickly defeated the affected students.

Lin Moyan's points have steadily increased, and he has already broken into the top ten of the second arena.

On the third arena, Xia Qingyun lightly raised her hand.

Seven ink-colored energy chains, like living dragons, swirled and danced around her.

Wherever the chains pass, trainees may be entangled and bound.

Or it could be slapped away cleanly and efficiently.

Her steps were light and graceful.

He strolled leisurely on the chaotic arena, and his score remained among the top.

The half-hour melee flew by amidst the fierce fighting and the gasps of countless spectators.

When the referee's whistle blew sharply, it signaled the end of the preliminary round.

Less than a third of the students are still standing on the three arenas.

The final standings have been set.

First Arena:

1. Chen Xing, 387 points (defeated 129 people)

2. Zhao Ji, 102 points

3. Zhou Hao, 87 points

……

Second Arena:

1. Qiu Wenwen, 102 points

2. Lin Moyan, 93 points

……

Third Arena:

1. Xia Qingyun, 98 points

2. Su Qingxue, 84 points

3. Nangong Yi, 78 points

……

Chen Xing's 387 points, a despairing number, hangs high at the top of the leaderboard.

They left Zhao Ji, who came in second place, far behind with 102 points.

The first true fault line!

The entire venue erupted in cheers!

The cheers and shouts almost lifted the stadium's dome!

Shouts of "Chen Xing!" and "Dark Blood Asura!" rose and fell.

Chen Xing put away the Sky-Splitting Cudgel, and his Undying True Body state was dispelled.

His body shape returned to normal, and his hair and pupils turned back to black.

His expression was calm, thanks to the restorative power of his SS-level Undying Battle Saint Body.

This will allow them to maintain sufficient combat power.

He looked up and glanced at the VIP section of the stands.

Gu Xiaoyun was standing there, clapping her hands gently.

She wore a bright and charming smile, her pale silver eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

His lips moved slightly, but we were too far away to hear clearly.

But Chen Xing could tell from her lip movements that she said, "That's amazing."

"Brother Xing! Brother Xing!"

Lin Moyan rushed over from the second arena, his face flushed with excitement.

She grabbed Chen Xing's arm.

"I advanced! Ninety-three points! Fifth place! Pretty impressive, right?!"

Chen Xing nodded: "Hmm, not bad."

Xia Qingyun also came over from the third arena, with 98 points, ranking fifth.

She glanced at Chen Xing.

He said casually, "See you in the second round."

Chen Xing nodded: "Mm."

On the podium, the six deans looked at the final points standings with different expressions.

Chen Poshan laughed loudly and slapped the armrest of the chair hard.

The water glass next to it jumped up from the vibration.

"Good lad! You've really made me proud!"

"One against one hundred and twenty-nine! Hahaha! Did you see that?"

"These are the students I recruited!"

The other deans also looked at each other, their eyes filled with amazement and a hint of complexity.

The elderly, gray-haired director of the pharmacy adjusted his glasses.

He smiled wryly:

"Old Chen, your War Academy really struck gold this time."

"This kid..."

"I'm afraid he can hold his own against the top students in the juniors and seniors."

The stern-faced female court president nodded in agreement.

"His temperament, combat skills, and on-the-spot reaction are all top-notch."

"More importantly, that decisive and ruthless spirit cannot be cultivated in a greenhouse."

"Old Chen, your War Academy is about to produce an extraordinary figure this time."

Chen Poshan laughed even more heartily, looking down at the black-clad youth whose expression remained calm.

His eyes were filled with undisguised pride.

……

After a short rest.

The atmosphere inside the stadium did not cool down; on the contrary, it became even more intense.

The second round of the challenge is about to begin.

The rules are simple yet brutal: students with lower rankings can challenge students with higher rankings one-on-one.

The winner directly replaces the opponent's ranking.

The loser will drop three places in the rankings.

Each person has only one chance to challenge, and the challenged person must accept the challenge and cannot refuse.

This rule favors those who are unlucky in the chaos.

Geniuses who either conceal their strength or are unable to unleash their full potential for various reasons.

An opportunity to prove yourself again and strive for a higher ranking.

On the holographic screen, the leaderboard after the first round of fierce competition was clearly displayed.

Everyone's eyes were drawn involuntarily.

The first focus was on the name with a score so high it was almost despairing—

Chen Xing, 387 points.

He is in first place by a wide margin, leading second-place Zhao Ji by 102 points, a total of 285 points!

This gap is larger than the combined gap between the second and tenth place teams!

The host's loud voice rang out:

"The challenge begins now!"

"Interested participants, please register at the challenge area! The challenge rules are as follows..."

His words were still echoing in the stadium when a barely suppressed commotion arose in the stands.

Countless gazes swept over Chen Xing.

With scrutiny, assessment, hesitation, and a hint of barely suppressed...fear.

Challenge Chen Xing? Replace him and become number one?

That means winning the title of freshman competition champion and unparalleled glory.

And the generous champion's reward.

But... what is the price?

Recalling the figure on the arena just now, like a god of war, and the purple-gold flames.

The terrifying power of those six blows wiping out thirty-five people, the chilling killing intent that sent shivers down one's spine...

A minute passed, and the challenge area remained empty; no one stepped forward.

Two minutes passed, and there was still silence.

Five minutes...

The host raised his voice three times in succession, asking, "Are there any contestants who will challenge Chen Xing, who is currently ranked number one on the leaderboard?"

His only response was the silence of tens of thousands of people in the stadium.

And faint whispers of challenges from students in other arena areas could be heard in the distance.

A student ranked seventeenth, possessing A+ level talent and strength reaching the middle stage of the second realm.

A hint of resentment and struggle flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and took half a step forward with his right foot.

He seemed to want to take a gamble, betting on Chen Xing's outburst just now.

He was exhausted and in poor condition.

However, just as he lifted his foot, he was firmly pulled back by a close companion.

The lowered voice was filled with terror:

"He took on 129 of them all by himself!"

"Challenge him now, what's the difference between that and giving him free points? Look at the way he looks at you!"