Seeing Long Chen’s blatant disrespect, Wang Huayu’s expression immediately turned grim.
He stared straight at Long Chen. "Are you looking for death?"
Long Chen ignored him, instead turning to the Proctor. "I, Long Chen, challenge this man for his spot on the Spirit List."
Hearing this, the Proctor glanced at Wang Huayu before announcing, "You won the previous battle. As for Lin Feng, his Spirit List ranking will drop five places."
"Next up, Long Chen versus Wang Huayu."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue was in an uproar.
"Did I hear that right? This Long Chen wants to challenge Wang Huayu?! As far as I know, he was just promoted to a Second-class Disciple and doesn’t even have a Spirit List ranking. Now he’s immediately challenging the sixty-first rank?"
Everyone began to murmur amongst themselves, all feeling that Long Chen was overreaching. After all, even the most talented disciples from the Human Institute wouldn’t dare to rashly challenge the powerhouses on the Spirit List for a long time after their promotion to Second-class Disciples. In their eyes, Long Chen was simply asking for a beating!
"That’s hilarious! You think you can challenge me? Another reckless fool! Why is every disciple from your Human Institute more brainless than the last?" Wang Huayu sneered.
Long Chen replied nonchalantly, "Afraid?"
"What a joke," Wang Huayu said coldly. "During the last life-and-death challenge, you only won because you took some Elixir Pills to forcibly raise your Realm!
"This is a Spirit List challenge! Taking any medicine to boost your strength is forbidden. You must rely on your true abilities!
"Without those Elixir Pills, you’re no match for me. Why would I possibly be afraid to accept?"
"In that case, let’s just get started," Long Chen said. He then gently patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, a soft surge of power guiding him off the platform.
"Fine. Since you’re so eager for a beating, I don’t mind warming up a little more." Wang Huayu twisted his neck, his face a mask of arrogance. "Come here! I’ll even give you three free moves! After that, I’ll stomp your face in—"
Before he could finish speaking, Long Chen took a single step forward, his body blurring into an afterimage.
Wang Huayu’s vision blurred, and he saw a fist rapidly expanding before his eyes!
BANG!
Wang Huayu crashed heavily to the ground, spraying a mouthful of blood. His body convulsed, his face swelling up like a pig’s head until it was severely deformed.
The crowd’s jeering came to a sudden halt, replaced by stunned silence.
"Trash." Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Wang Huayu.
Enduring the excruciating pain, Wang Huayu leaped to his feet. "You bastard! You sneak-attacked me when I wasn’t ready! If you dared to fight me fair and square, I’d crush you under my heel!"
"Noisy." Long Chen’s figure vanished again. A single kick sent Wang Huayu flying, crushing his arm in the process. He knocked him off the platform as if kicking a dead dog before nonchalantly surveying the crowd. "Today, I, Long Chen, hereby challenge all the Spirit List masters from the Earth Institute. Oh, and by the way, those from the Heaven Institute are welcome too."
The crowd erupted once again. Everyone was dumbfounded.
Arrogance!
That was everyone’s impression of Long Chen!
Where on earth did this kid get his confidence from?
"I’ll take that challenge!" a voice boomed.
A disciple from the Heaven Institute leaped onto the platform from the crowd. "I’m ranked fiftieth on the Spirit List. Let’s see just where you get this confidence of yours!"
The moment he finished speaking, the Heaven Institute disciple threw a punch at Long Chen.
Long Chen caught his wrist and flicked it lightly. A powerful ripple of energy sent the man flying off the platform.
Even a disciple from the Heaven Institute couldn’t withstand a single blow!
"Anyone else?" Long Chen raised an eyebrow, his voice soft. "Bring it on."