Chapter 1178 1189: The Final Arena
Chapter 1178 1189: The Final Arena
The elders looked towards the Flame Peak and, through the Golden Palace, while they could not see Wang Yan, they could sense his aura.
Moreover, there was another aura close to Wang Yan's, one with an ice attribute.
The elders, being experienced, immediately understood what was going on.
At this moment, all the elders couldn't help but shake their heads, and Elder Si Qin's face even turned red.
The people below the stage saw the expressions of the elders and were filled with confusion, all looking towards the Flame Peak.
But with their cultivation, they couldn't penetrate the barrier of the Golden Palace, so they saw nothing.
At this point, Liu Hua, having long noticed Wang Yan's absence, hurried to the door of the Golden Palace and knocked vigorously.
After a while, the palace door slowly opened, and Wang Yan, with his clothes still somewhat untidy, slowly walked out.
"What's going on?" Wang Yan asked lazily.
"Big senior brother—down below—" Liu Hua quickly whispered.
Glancing downward, Wang Yan scratched his forehead, saying, "Time passed so quickly, I didn't even notice."
Liu Hua thought to himself, "Of course, you probably wouldn't notice time passing even after a year. Alas, who can blame you when the sister-in-law is so beautiful."
Wang Yan leapt from the Flame Peak, landing on the arena, and said lightly to the elders, "I'm late."
With just this one sentence, Wang Yan stood there without saying a word.
Seeing Wang Yan so nonchalant, the new disciples at Mozi Academy were all dumbfounded.
Fang Hong coughed awkwardly and said, "This is the first challenger, Wang Yan."
At this moment, cheers erupted around.
However, these cheers were very peculiar.
The cheers for Yan Shilin and Fang Jinchun were widespread throughout Mozi Academy; whether they were old disciples on the Eight Peaks or new disciples around the arena, someone was cheering.
But when Wang Yan took the stage, the old disciples on the Eight Peaks roared wildly, while the new disciples around the arena remained silent, with not a single sound.
One dynamic, one static, the contrast was indeed stark.
Especially the new disciples, seeing Wang Yan's aura was extremely weak and coupled with his indifferent demeanor and lack of reputation, most held a scornful view of him.
At this point, Fang Hong said, "For those challenging Wang Yan, aside from the Demon Venerable, there are no cultivation restrictions."
Hearing this, the new disciples were surprised.
The previous challenges to Yan Shilin were limited to the initial tier of Demon Saint, and those for Fang Jinchun were below Demon Saint Great Perfection. Why were there no restrictions for Wang Yan? Could it be he was already at the level of Half-Venerable?
Upon hearing this, Elder Si Qin's expression changed, and she quickly asked, "Elder Fang Hong, why wasn't I consulted about this matter?"
Fang Hong quickly smiled and said, "With Wang Yan's cultivation, he could kill even a Half-Venerable Dragon, so why fear a Half-Venerable Demon Cultivator? And there's no Half-Venerable cultivation at Mozi Academy. I said this to boost Wang Yan's prestige."
Hearing Fang Hong's reasonable explanation, Elder Si Qin found herself speechless. She looked at Wang Yan for confirmation, only to see Wang Yan give a meaningful glance at Fang Hong, chuckle softly, and say, "Whatever."
Seeing Wang Yan agree, Fang Hong was overjoyed and thought to himself, "You may have killed a Half-Venerable Dragon because it was severely injured, but now defeating a Half-Venerable Demon Cultivator won't be so easy. Heh, Wang Yan, just wait to lose. Once you lose, the title of the top will fall on my Chun'Er's head. I'm waiting for Chun'Er to enter the Ink Pool a second time."
Although he thought this way, Fang Hong's face showed admiration for Wang Yan.
Then, he turned back to the people around him and said, "Let the third challenger guard the arena first. If no one defeats him within three days, he will successfully defend. I announce, the arena matches begin."
Hearing this, all the elders on the arena flew up to the high platform beside it, leaving only Yan Shilin on the arena.
Only Wang Yan flew back to the Flame Peak and dove into the Golden Palace.
As for the surrounding people's mixed feelings toward Wang Yan, Yan Shilin stood on the arena, cupped his hands towards everyone, and said, "I concede."
Seeing Yan Shilin's humility, the crowd felt a great liking for him, and for a while, no one came forward to challenge.
Although some Demon Saints at the initial tier were eager, seeing that no one else was moving and realizing there were three days left, everyone quieted down, and no one stepped forward to challenge.
As time passed, Yan Shilin stood on the arena for two days without a single person challenging him.
This unexpectedly tranquil scene took everyone by surprise.
The third day arrived, and as the sun rose to its zenith, it was already noon.
A voice from the crowd beside the arena said, "Then let me challenge Senior Brother Yan."
With these words, a burly man flew onto the arena.
This burly man was also recognized, known as a prominent figure among the younger generation, now at the initial tier of Demon Saint.
Yan Shilin exchanged polite words with him and immediately started fighting.
Yan Shilin stipulated that on the arena, magical treasures and the power of Demon Patterns were prohibited, fighting only with the body.
Although this burly man had remarkable cultivation, he couldn't compare to Yan Shilin, who had weathered the bloody storm of fighting the Blazing Flame Flood Dragon.
After a dozen rounds, the burly man admitted defeat.
With the burly man paving the way, several more stepped onto the arena, but all were defeated by Yan Shilin.
Through these fights, everyone was deeply impressed by Yan Shilin's cultivation. Although Yan Shilin was only at the initial tier of Demon Saint, his vigor and fierce battle demeanor were almost comparable to the middle tier of Demon Saint.
Thus, although much time remained, no one dared to challenge Yan Shilin.
Yan Shilin ended with a victory.
On the fourth day, it was Fang Jinchun's turn to take the stage.
Everyone originally thought that the ten Grand Generals, all at Demon Saint Great Perfection, who were eager for the rank of Marshal, would challenge since they couldn't challenge due to Yan Shilin's cultivation restriction, would opt to challenge Fang Jinchun.
But unexpectedly, after Fang Jinchun took the stage, not only did the ten Grand Generals refrain from challenging, but none from the audience either.
Standing on the high platform, Fang Jinchun was exceedingly lonely, even wanting to pull someone up from below the stage for a match.
Fang Jinchun's stage was even calmer than Yan Shilin's.
In the end, over the three days, only one person challenged, and within just a few moves, he was defeated.
Fang Jinchun won with ease.
However, right after Fang Jinchun's victory, the ten Grand Generals and everyone around the arena suddenly became excited, exuding a fighting spirit.
They were all waiting for the final arena match.
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