Yun Tianchao shouted, startling the thousands of people behind him, all of whom looked at Lin Mu in surprise.
"Have you ever heard of soone reaching the second trial and still being at the Nascent Soul Stage?"
"Are you kidding? When we faced the first trial, we’d already broken through. Those who can endure to the second trial are those bastards in the top 5000 of the rankings!"
"What’s with this newcor?"
The thousands of people were abuzz with conversation, unable to make sense of it all.
Yun Tianchao frowned and pointed at Lin Mu, "Which continent do you co from, and which sect?"
"I accept your challenge."
Lin Mu directly interrupted Yun Tianchao.
Yun Tianchao was taken aback at first, then seemingly laughed out of anger, "Seriously, being looked down on by soone, a re Nascent Soul Stage dares to accept a challenge..."
As soon as he finished speaking, with a swoosh, a beam of white light swept both him and Lin Mu onto an arena.
Mo Wenjian frowned slightly, suddenly having a bad feeling.
Just now, Yun Tianchao hadn’t finished speaking his challenge, but once Lin Mu accepted, they were imdiately wrapped up onto the arena, isn’t that...
While Mo Wenjian was still pondering, he saw over thirty people stepping out from the thousands of seniors from the Sky Temple.
"I challenge you!"
"I challenge..."
As long as soone initiated a challenge, the two were imdiately swept onto the arena, regardless of whether the challenged agreed to it or not.
"Damn it! This is too unfair, they are all veterans who have been in the Sky Temple for years!"
Soone muttered in complaint, but it was of no use.
Within a few breaths, all the newcors were swept onto the arena.
Those Sky Temple seniors who hadn’t matched with opponents were still shouting.
"You guys, hurry up!"
"Does it take several breaths to deal with the waste from the Barbarian Continent? Zhang Yu, have you been eating for nothing all these years?"
"We’re in a rush, speed it up!"
The people below kept shouting.
The Barbarian Continent prodigies on the arena still hadn’t figured out what was going on.
"Seniors..."
Boom!
Soone clasped their hands in greeting, about to speak, only to have their head smashed by a sword.
Then, bewildered, they returned to the side of the arena.
The person was initially bewildered and then exclaid, "Ah! My Sky Monunt score decreased by a tenth!"
This cry of despair alerted all the Barbarian Continent prodigies on the arena.
Although they didn’t know the current use of the Sky Monunt score, losing a tenth of the points they had worked hard for was unacceptable to anyone.
"Kill!"
All of the Barbarian Continent prodigies assud a fighting stance and began to attack!
On the first arena, Yun Tianchao looked at Lin Mu with a smirk, "You, a Nascent Soul Stage, are actually ranked first? Has the aptitude of the Barbarian Continent declined to this extent..."
The response to Yun Tianchao was a sword from Lin Mu.
Clang!
Amid the sound of swords, the Yulong Sword, with its dazzling sword light, slashed towards Yun Tianchao.
"Triple Mystic Ability? Not bad!"
Yun Tianchao sneered, casually launching a strike, and with Five Realms of Intent, crushed the sword light of the Yulong Sword!
Lin Mu’s silhouette flickered, weaving around Yun Tianchao’s body, sending sword light slashing towards him.
Boom boom boom!
Countless concepts and divine skills flew around the arena shield!
"Yun Tianchao, are you still not done while everyone else is finished?"
"Seriously useless, can’t even handle a Nascent Soul Stage!"
The mocking voices from outside began to reach the arena.
Yun Tianchao was so angry that he jumped with rage.
A bunch of bastards, why don’t you co up and try yourselves.
This Nascent Soul Stage is too baffling!
Clearly, it’s just a re Nascent Soul, yet so troubleso!
Just as he was thinking this, Lin Mu’s Yulong Sword suddenly erupted with ten divine skills, power skyrocketing!
Caught off guard, Yun Tianchao’s head was shattered.
"Bastard!"
Yun Tianchao’s figure reford below the arena, his face extrely grim.
"Haha, Yun Tianchao, you actually lost to a newcor, and a Nascent Soul Stage newcor at that!"
"Disgraceful, are the prodigies of the Ancient Continent so useless?"
The surrounding people’s ridicule made Yun Tianchao’s gaze turn venomous, looking at Lin Mu with malice!
More than thirty Barbarian Continent prodigies, including Mo Wenjian and Jin Luoyu, were looking displeased.
In just one battle, they all lost, each of them losing a tenth of their Sky Monunt scores!
Even Mo Wenjian and Jin Luoyu were no exception.
Though they were extraordinarily talented exiled immortals, their opponents were all in the late or peak stages of Divinity Transformation and also prodigies.
After a bitter fight, they still lost!
However, seeing Lin Mu return from the arena, the Barbarian Continent prodigies still looked at Lin Mu with surprised and uncertain eyes.
According to their judgnt, Lin Mu’s strength could definitely crush that Yun Tianchao.
Just now, it was obvious Lin Mu was playing the fool!
A smile curled on the corner of Lin Mu’s mouth.
Now, his Sky Monunt score had already beco 60.
That Yun Tianchao had given him 6 points!
"To be able to defeat Yun Tianchao, you must have so skills, I challenge you!"
Soone pointed at Lin Mu, initiating a challenge!
The second round of challenges began!
It took Lin Mu about ten moves in each match to defeat his challenger.
The remaining Barbarian Continent prodigies were all defeated!
By this ti, all the Barbarian Continent prodigies had co to realize.
These thousands of people were not here to welco them; they were here to rob their Sky Monunt scores!
Each ti, a tenth!
Mo Wenjian and Jin Luoyu had already lost five or six points!
The challenge continued!
Each ti, Lin Mu seed to win just barely, arousing curses from the thousands of elders.
All felt they were just a step away from victory!
Riding to the tenth round!
Twentieth round!
Thirtieth round!
The Barbarian Continent prodigies now had almost only one or two points left.
But the atmosphere among the thousands of Sky Temple elders was equally tense.
After thirty rounds, they had already realized sothing was wrong.
Because none among them could defeat that Nascent Soul stage!
Thirty people, all defeated!
Just now, even their strongest, a Spirit Transformation Peak exiled immortal, had issued a challenge and still lost!
If they still couldn’t realize there was sothing wrong with this Nascent Soul, they’d truly be idiots!
Lin Mu flicked the Yulong Sword in his hand, pointing the sword at one of them, and said calmly, "I challenge you!"
Swipe!
Without waiting for refusal, the two were on the arena.
"Damn!"
The man cursed with hatred!
Boom!
A streak of sword light flashed by; the man couldn’t even dodge, and his head was severed with one strike!
Having understood the rules, Lin Mu no longer held back.
However, this ti he only collected 3 points.
"When challenged and defeated, losing a tenth, but when the challenger is defeated, losing a twentieth? The rules are quite interesting!
Returning again, Lin Mu found the look in the eyes of those Sky Temple seniors had beco strange.
Lin Mu looked towards the thousands of people ahead, and said lightly, "You aren’t leaving now, it seems because of rule constraints, you can’t leave."
The thousands of people looked increasingly grim.
"Kill them!"
"Rob all their scores!"
"Lin Wudi, Wan Sheng!"
Before Lin Mu could speak, the Barbarian Continent prodigies had already started cheering!
They had lost, but Lin Mu could avenge them!
Those thousands of Sky Temple seniors cursed silently in their hearts.
How could such a monster appear in the Barbarian Continent!
Clearly, they were supposed to be here to rake up points from newcors, but now, it seed they were going to be used by a newcor to establish a position and gain points!
Where’s justice in the world!
"Dear friend..."
One stood out from the thousands, bowed, and said, "One should leave room for others; how about..."
Lin Mu pointed his sword forward and said coolly, "Enough with the nonsense, I’ll give you an opportunity, I challenge all of you!"
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