I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

Stepping onto the fighting stage, Shangguan Yue's pretty face was covered with a chilling aura. She slightly cupped her hands and suddenly leaped into the air.

She manipulated the golden rings with both hands, her body radiating a strange spiritual light, and as her fists and palms overlapped, strands of hazy moonlight poured down.

A breathtakingly beautiful aura surrounded her, making her appear ethereal and otherworldly, as if she were riding the wind to become an immortal.

However, the gap between her cultivation level and Yang Pojun's was like an insurmountable chasm.

Yang Pojun, as the top student under thirty years old at Xuanhuang Academy, possesses the fifth level of Martial Core Realm cultivation, which is far beyond what Shangguan Yue can match.

After only three moves, Shangguan Yue was exhausted and unable to continue, and was violently shaken off the fighting platform by a tremendous force.

Yang Pojun struck with extreme force, clearly intending to dampen the spirits of the Hundred Refinements Sect.

Shangguan Yue fell heavily to the ground, her face as pale as paper, her body completely exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to get up.

Upon seeing this, several disciples of the Hundred Refinements Sect quickly stepped forward and helped her to her feet.

"Next!"

Yang Pojun stood on the high platform, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the members of the Hundred Refinements Sect, his tone icy.

The crowd below was filled with rage, and immediately another disciple of the Hundred Refinements Sect leaped onto the stage.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth disciples stepped forward to accept the challenge.

In the short span of an incense stick's time, Yang Pojun won one battle after another, never suffering a defeat.

Apart from Lin Feng and Lu Zhuang, none of the other disciples of the Hundred Refinements Sect could withstand three moves from him and were all defeated.

"Senior Yang is awesome!"

Xie Lingxuan jumped up excitedly, waving her slender fists and cheering loudly.

"Hahaha! The Hundred Refinements Sect was arrogant before, but now it seems they're nothing special!"

Ji Yunzhang laughed loudly, his words full of sarcasm.

Tang Duan from the Weaponry Academy also shook his head slightly, calmly commenting, "The Hundred Refinements Sect is all talk and no action!"

Shangguan Yue and the other disciples were ashen-faced, their fists clenched, filled with resentment but helpless.

The remaining sect cultivators and elders present remained silent.

Everyone had expected that the Hundred Refinements Sect would make a stunning debut in this competition and surpass the geniuses of the Profound Wilderness Academy.

Unexpectedly, apart from Lu Zhuang and Lin Feng, the other disciples were all easily defeated.

Only now did everyone truly realize that the Xuanhuang Academy's position as a regional hegemon was not merely a name, and it would not tolerate any challenge from anyone.

Even Xiao Beichen frowned slightly, but relaxed his brows after a moment.

The Hundred Refinements Sect's foundation was already inferior to that of the Profound Wilderness Academy, so Lin Feng and Lu Zhuang's amazing performance had exceeded his expectations and was quite satisfactory.

"Lin Feng, are you still not going to make a move?"

On the fighting platform, Yang Pojun's gaze was fixed on Lin Feng, who was sitting quietly.

Lin Feng remained seated cross-legged, eyes closed, silent and motionless.

"Lin Feng, I know you can hear me!"

Yang Pojun's angry shout stunned the entire audience.

"You have offended Junior Sister Xie, injured many of our students, and damaged the academy's reputation. Today, you must give Xuanhuang Academy an explanation!"

"I've come here today to personally witness your skills!"

"If you have the guts, come up and fight me!"

The fighting arena fell into a deathly silence, broken only by the booming voice of Yang Pojun echoing through the air.

The powerful sound waves vibrated through the void, creating ripples of spiritual energy.

Countless geniuses present shook their heads and sighed inwardly.

"Lin Feng was too arrogant before, and now he's finally gotten himself into trouble."

"Yang Pojun is pressing forward relentlessly, refusing to give up. Even if Lin Feng deliberately avoids battle, he will probably find it difficult to escape."

"In my opinion, he must be terrified. Yang Pojun can even defeat the Ancient Sacred Body, how dare he, a mere ninth-level Spirit Sea Realm cultivator, step onto the stage?"

"If only I had known then what I know now..."

After making his threats, Yang Pojun stood on the high platform, his posture as straight as a spear, quietly waiting for Lin Feng to accept the challenge.

Ten breaths, twenty breaths, thirty breaths passed in the blink of an eye, but Lin Feng remained seated with his eyes closed, motionless.

The four deans exchanged glances, secretly hesitating, wondering whether to intervene and call a halt.

According to the rules of martial arts, students of the academy are not allowed to challenge disciples of other sects. Yang Pojun has violated the rules.

"It seems he intends to completely avoid war." Wang Chang slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"That makes sense. He's only at the ninth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, how could he dare to contend with Yang Pojun, who's at the Martial Core Realm?" Zhou Shihong echoed in a low voice.

Shen Danqing stared intently at Lin Feng, who sat quietly below, a faint glimmer of hope still lingering in her heart.

She had personally witnessed Lin Feng's breakthrough from a first-grade alchemist to a fifth-grade alchemist, and he was not one to back down when facing Xie Lingxuan. He was by no means a coward.

But at this moment, Lin Feng closed his eyes and lowered his gaze, completely ignoring all the commotion around him.

"What am I hoping for?" Shen Danqing sighed softly.

"The innate potential of the Ancient Sacred Body is in no way inferior to that of the Chaos Body."

"Presumably, seeing Lu Zhuang's defeat, Lin Feng became fearful and lost his fighting spirit, so he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb."

A deep sense of disappointment crept onto Shen Danqing's face, impossible to conceal.

While it's not wrong to temporarily avoid the limelight, cultivation is like rowing against the current.

If you take a step back today, you will retreat step by step in the future, and you will never become a top expert.

"A complete waste!"

Xie Lingxuan curled her lips, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"Lin Feng, you have disappointed me greatly."

Yang Pojun shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with contempt, and turned to walk off the fighting platform.

Just then, a figure slowly rose from below the crowd, his voice clear and abrupt, breaking the silence of the entire place.

"You want to challenge me?"

The voice that suddenly rang out was exceptionally clear, striking everyone's ears directly in the deathly silence.

Shangguan Yue was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously turned around. Seeing that Lin Feng had already stood up, her face instantly paled.

Oops!

Brother Lin seemed completely unaware of the crushing defeat and severe injuries suffered by everyone just now.

She was anxious and was about to step forward to stop him when Yang Pojun's sharp gaze was already locked onto Lin Feng.

Under the gaze of those majestic and sharp eyes, Shangguan Yue and the other disciples of the Hundred Refinements Sect felt a chill run through their bodies, and their souls almost froze.

Lin Feng, however, remained calm and unfazed by the other party's oppressive aura. He glanced at Yang Pojun indifferently before surveying the surroundings.

Lin Feng's gaze swept over the crowd, and seeing that Shangguan Yue and the others were covered in injuries, and even Lu Zhuang was injured beside him, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Who did it?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Lin, it was all Yang Pojun's doing! Please don't act rashly!"

Shangguan Yue quickly stepped forward and recounted in detail the events of their recent defeats and the injuries sustained by everyone.

After saying that, she hurriedly urged, "Brother Lin, please sit down!"

"Yang Pojun is extremely strong. He is the top of the three geniuses of the Martial Academy. Even Senior Brother Lu is no match for him."

"It's not shameful for our Hundred Refinements Sect to be defeated by him."

Ancient Sacred Body?

Lin Feng's gaze shifted and landed on Lu Zhuang. Seeing the golden bloodstains on his robes, he understood.

No wonder he felt an intense physical pressure when he first met Lu Zhuang; it turned out that the other party possessed the Ancient Sacred Body.

The Ancient Sacred Body is uniquely endowed with physical strength and self-healing ability far exceeding those of ordinary cultivators, and even surpassing those of spirit beasts.

Even his Chaos Body, in terms of physical foundation alone, is slightly inferior at this moment.

However, the Chaotic Body is all-encompassing, inclusive, and has boundless potential, making it in no way inferior to the Ancient Sacred Body.

Moreover, although the Holy Body is strong, its ultimate achievement still depends on one's postnatal circumstances and cultivation of character.

In the cultivation world, there are countless precedents of mortals rising against the heavens and crushing saintly bodies against all odds.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Feng suppressed his thoughts, turned to Shangguan Yue, and smiled calmly.

"It's alright!"

Shangguan Yue wanted to persuade him further, but Lin Feng had already shaken his head, his eyes resolute.

"My fellow disciples were all seriously injured because they were holding back my opponents and buying me time."

"How can I stand idly by and do nothing?"

After speaking, he stood with his hands behind his back and calmly walked towards the fighting arena.

The members of the Hundred Refinements Sect felt a warmth in their hearts upon hearing this, and they all looked up at that tall and upright figure.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Lu Zhuang's eyes as he solemnly warned, "Junior Brother Lin, you must be careful. He has mastered the 'Earth Fire Divine Drive,' and his combat power is extremely fierce."

Shangguan Yue stood there, her nose suddenly stinging, and her eyes instantly reddening.

The Hundred Refinements Sect has always been united in purpose and action. Everyone was willing to risk their lives and get injured for Lin Feng, and Lin Feng was also willing to face powerful enemies for his fellow disciples and seek justice.

Lin Feng walked leisurely and steadily forward, step by step stepping onto the road leading to the high platform.

Wherever he went, the crowd parted to both sides like a tide, making way for a wide passage.