Beneath the Dragon Map Battle Platform, Zhao Ling's face turned exceedingly sullen, with a terrifying murderous intent flashing in his eyes, looking at Ye Chen as if he were looking at a dying man.

He is the undisputed first genius of Qingfeng City, not only having awakened a Yellow Level Third Grade bloodline but also being a rare Divine Soul Master.

Typically, the younger generation in Qingfeng City shivers at the sight of him, fearing him to the utmost degree.

Yet now, this reckless person Ye Chen dares to repeatedly provoke him; this is simply courting death.

If this place were not the Celestial Flame Academy, he would have already crushed Ye Chen to death.

"Isn't Ye Chen too audacious, daring to challenge Zhao Ling? Hasn't he seen Zhao Ling effortlessly kill Qian Li?"

"His strength is indeed formidable, but compared to Zhao Ling, they're not even on the same level. If he is unlucky enough to encounter Zhao Ling in the grand competition, he will definitely die." Many freshmen shook their heads and commented, thinking Ye Chen was too impulsive.

"You wretched creature, don't let me meet you in the grand competition, or I guarantee you'll die a terrible and miserable death." Zhao Ling said expressionlessly, making a throat-slitting gesture at Ye Chen before leaving.

"Truly a mad dog." Ye Chen frowned slightly but did not bother with Zhao Ling.

From the beginning, he never regarded Zhao Ling as anything significant, merely treating him as a mentally unstable lunatic.

"This little fellow is actually an Exorcism Realm Divine Soul Master, decisive in his actions, very suited to join our Soul Palace." Within the magnificent hall, the Soul Palace Master glanced at Zhao Ling with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Perhaps, in the eyes of many freshmen, Zhao Ling killing Qian Li seemed like a brutal act.

However, in the eyes of a strong figure like the Soul Palace Master, who has seen big storms, it's merely small noise.

He even considers Zhao Ling a decisive and resolute person, worthy of nurturing by their Soul Palace.

Only those with a wolfish nature can progress further along the cultivation path.

If one is too merciful, they're simply not suitable to survive in this brutal cultivation world.

"Brother Chen, rest assured, if he is a Divine Soul Master, I will not compete with you for him. After all, your Soul Palace is the place for nurturing Divine Soul Masters." Duanmu Ying said with a slight smile to the Soul Palace Master beside her.

The students of Soul Palace are undoubtedly the smallest in number among the four factions in the Celestial Flame Academy, only numbering a few hundred.

However, each one of them is a one-in-ten-thousand Divine Soul genius.

It can be said that any Divine Soul Master born from the Celestial Flame Dynasty will basically enter the Soul Palace for cultivation.

And this Zhao Ling, if nothing unexpected happens, will also definitely become a student of the Soul Palace.

"Zhao Ling's telekinesis should be around twenty thousand pounds, equivalent to the power of twenty tigers. It's not difficult for him to successfully advance." A smile flashed at the corner of the Soul Palace Master's mouth.

Once a Divine Soul Master steps into the Exorcism Realm, they will generate at least twenty thousand pounds of telekinesis, sufficient to rival a True Qi Realm Cultivator who has opened twenty Sea of Qi.

Moreover, using telekinesis to manipulate weapons in combat is terrifyingly fast and powerful.

Thus, among cultivators of the same rank, Divine Soul Masters are undeniably formidable, and aside from those geniuses with strong bloodlines, hardly anyone can defeat them.

Because of this, Zhao Ling's success in advancing to the elimination rounds is simply effortless.

Boom.

At this moment, the competitions above the twelve Zodiac Battle Platforms are in full swing.

There's no doubt that this new student challenge has an overwhelming number of strong participants.

Just at the Dragon Map Battle Platform alone, several freshmen appeared who were much stronger than Zhang Yue, and even one person awakened a Profound Level Second Grade bloodline.

However, Ye Chen wasn't surprised at all.

After all, the students participating in this new student grand competition come from the one hundred and eight Prefecture Cities of the Celestial Flame Dynasty.

And every Prefecture City has a talent who claimed first place in the entrance assessment.

These talents, even if not as powerful as Xiao Lan, certainly won't differ by much.

There are even those far more terrifying than Xiao Lan, such as the genius Cheng Long from Black Mountain City.

He not only awakened a Yellow Level First Grade bloodline but also possesses innate divine power, with a physique far stronger than ordinary cultivators.

Even if Xiao Lan encounters him, she would surely be instantly defeated.

Yet, beings like Cheng Long are still not the strongest in this new student grand competition.

The truly formidable ones are the talents like Duanmu Xiong and Liu Feng who have awakened Profound Level bloodlines.

They didn't need to make a move at all; their opponents would concede voluntarily, because continuing would only bring them humiliation.

Time flew by, and soon two hours had passed.

During this time, Ye Chen had swiftly defeated two more freshmen, earning four points.

The strength of these two freshmen didn't even compare to Zhang Yue, so Ye Chen easily knocked them off the Dragon Map Battle Platform.

With this, Ye Chen had won three consecutive matches.

He only needed three more wins to advance to the second phase of the knockout competition with a perfect score.

"I concede, please don't kill me." Upon the Dragon Map Battle Platform, a young boy suddenly spoke in terror, his entire body trembling violently.

On the other side of this boy stood another youth, slender and pale-skinned, none other than Zhao Ling.

Since Zhao Ling brutalized Qian Li in the first match, every opponent he faced thereafter conceded voluntarily.

Because they truly did not want to die at Zhao Ling's hands.

"What a pathetic waste." Zhao Ling's lips curled into a sneer, his voice dripping with humiliation as he spoke to the youth.

Shwoosh.

In the next moment, a purple-golden flash shot out from Zhao Ling's sleeve, racing towards the youth's forehead.

This purple-golden flash was none other than the Purple Gold Flying Saber.

Previously, Qian Li had been killed when this very Purple Gold Flying Saber pierced his body.

"No, no, please, don't kill me." The boy was terrified out of his mind, collapsing to his knees, his face a picture of sheer horror.

"Heh heh, hahaha! You're such a useless waste. I was just playing around, and yet you got this scared. You might as well kill yourself early and save the embarrassment." Zhao Ling couldn't hold back his laughter, as if he were a domineering Divine Spirit toying with an insignificant ant.

"Zhao Ling is way too much, making his opponent surrender and still humiliating him." A freshman spoke angrily, incredibly displeased with Zhao Ling's actions.

"This guy, he's clearly twisted. It would be best not to provoke him." Others showed clear apprehension in their eyes.

"What a madman. I hope I don't run into you, or I'll teach you how to behave." Ye Chen frowned slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

This Zhao Ling, not only brutal by nature, but also taking pleasure in trampling others' dignity, his mind completely twisted.

Even Ye Chen could no longer watch on silently.

So, he hoped he would face Zhao Ling in the freshman tournament, to teach him a lesson in how to act.

"Ha! Ye Chen, you're really lucky you haven't run into me yet, or I'd make you regret living in this world." Zhao Ling taunted after humiliating the boy, stepping down from the Dragon Map Battle Platform and approaching Ye Chen.

"Really? I think madmen like you shouldn't live, to prevent harm all around." Ye Chen responded with a cold smile.

"Who can kill me? You? Do you really think mastering two Yellow Level Lower Grade Martial Arts qualifies you to contend with me? Where did you get such confidence?" Zhao Ling couldn't stifle his mockery, viewing Ye Chen as a mere clown.

Then he turned and walked into the crowd, not even sparing Ye Chen another glance.

"This foolish creature is courting death," the Tower Spirit sneered.

"Too bad I haven't had the chance to face him in battle, or I'd make sure he disappears from this world." Ye Chen said coldly, his eyes shooting cold beams.

The opponents in this point match were entirely random, beyond Ye Chen's control.

Otherwise, he would have already battled Zhao Ling to the death.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour passed.

Buzz.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst forth from the token in Ye Chen's hands, as glaring as a small sun.

Ye Chen's fourth match was finally about to begin.

"Heh heh! Hahaha! Ye Chen, you dog, get over here and meet your death." A manic laugh echoed, filled with murderous intent, jarring to the ear.

The owner of this voice was Zhao Ling.

He was apparently Ye Chen's opponent in the fourth match.

This time, Ye Chen finally got his wish.

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