Chapter 45: Advancing to the Top Ten Third Update

  Five days later, the top ten competition.

  The first game, Yang Lei vs Yang Tianxing.

  "Admit defeat and you might be able to save your life." Yang Lei said with narrowed eyes.

  "If you want to kill me, then let's see if you have the ability." As he spoke, Yang Tianxing took out a red pill and swallowed it. "Originally, I was preparing to use it last, but unexpectedly, I met you at this time."

  "Fierce Dan, it's actually a Fierce Dan of the Earth Stage. What a great talent! You can even get your hands on a Fierce Dan, but what's the point? Even if you take the Fierce Dan, you're still no match for me. My strength is beyond your imagination." As soon as Yang Tianxing took out the elixir, he had already appraised it, and the result left Yang Lian stunned.

  Wild Dan

  Third-grade elixir of the Earth level, after taking it, can increase one's strength by forty times. The aftereffect is that after the medicine's effect wears off, one becomes extremely weak for a day and loses all their power.

  "You die, must die." Yang Tianxing's eyes turned crimson red. Originally a first-class martial artist, his strength surged 40 times after taking the Crazy Explosive Pill, absolutely reaching the Martial King realm.

  "You're really going to die, haha, you're too naive, it's just a stimulant." Yang Lei smiled and took out a talisman, tearing it open with a flourish. "Ice Fire Talisman, go!"

  A fierce surge of energy shot up into the sky, and in an instant, a wave of ice and fire rushed towards Yang Tianxing, giving him no chance to react.

  "Damn it, it's actually a talisman." Yang Tianxing couldn't help but curse.

  "Tianxing Sword Art, Meteoric Downfall."

  "Bang, bang, bang."

  After a series of loud noises, Yang Tianxing's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Yang Lei, who looked disheveled and said, "I'm going to kill you, you deserve to die."

  "Kill me, haha, do you have the ability to do so?" Yang Lei took out another Ice Fire Symbol, smiling at Yang Tianxing, "You're taking medicine again, aren't you? I still have some, doesn't it taste good? Here's another one."

  "Boom, boom, boom."

  Another Ice Fire Talisman was taken out, and explosions sounded continuously.

  Those who watched from below were all stunned. What kind of talisman is this? Its power is so great, it's definitely not simple, and the price won't be low.

  "Ah ah ah, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." Yang Tianxing was now almost like a beggar, crazily bellowing, but unfortunately could only take the beating, and didn't even touch Yang Lue's clothes.

  "Wow, the anti-strike force is really good! Come on, I still have some." Yang Wei took out a stack of Ice Fire Talismans, about four or five in total. The crowd gasped at the sight, this guy didn't treat talismans as talismans at all, these were all money, and it was unknown how he got so many high-level talismans.

  Yang Tianlei and Yang Tianfeng both felt extremely awkward. This guy, if he had taken out so many talismans from the beginning, they wouldn't have been able to withstand it either.

  "Damn it, damn it, how do you have so many seals? How is this possible? It must be fake. Ha ha, fake. Watch me take care of you." Yang Tianxing's face twisted in a fierce expression as he glared at Yang Lue, "Tianxing Sword Art, Starlight Flicker."

  "Go, Ice Fire Symbol, double the power of ice and fire! It seems you haven't had enough yet, let's do it again, this time with more power, I'll give you two, haha...haha..." Yang Wei crushed another symbol, releasing the energy of ice and fire once more.

  Another loud explosion, this time Yang Tianxing was blasted to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

  Yang Lei was extremely surprised. This guy hadn't died yet, but he must have been seriously injured. It was basically impossible for him to continue fighting.

  "Cough cough, you... I... Yang Lei, if you have the guts, kill me." Yang Tianxing slowly got up, his eyes full of resentment.

  "Is that so? You think I don't dare kill you?" Yang Wei drew his long sword, Wind Concealing Sword.

  Step by step, the sound was clearer than ever, as if it had stepped on his heart.

  "Stop it, Yang Lei! Stop it!" At this time, a middle-aged man on the rostrum shouted. This person was Yang Tianxing's father, Yang Bing.

  "Hmm." Yang Lei turned his head around.

  "Be careful, little brother!" Yang Yue shouted loudly. It turned out that during the moment when Yang Wei turned around, Yang Tianxing launched an attack.

  Yang Lei's face turned iron-green, "Since you're looking for death yourself, don't blame me."

  "Fengdao Qi Sha's Wind Hidden Kill."

  Yang Lei turned around, his long knife fluttered lightly, and a head fell to the ground.

  "Ding! Congratulations, player killed Martial Artist 1st Stage Yang Tianxing, experience +7000, internal energy +70, points +70."

  "You...you...you actually killed him, you actually killed my son." Yang Bing was furious and slapped him with a palm.

  Danger, retreat, retreat again.

  Yang Lei suddenly retreated, Yang Bing is a master, an absolute master, Wu Emperor's great perfection.

  "Peng..."

  One palm was cut off, Yang Zhen is still Yang Zhen.

  "Yang Bing, what are you doing?" Yang Zhen shouted angrily.

  "He killed Tianxing, he killed my son Tianxing." Yang Bing bellowed.

  "Kill him, he deserved to die. You father and son are not good things, actually collaborated, one called me distracted, one behind the sneak attack, want to put me to death, can I still stand and let him kill?" Yang Lei said coldly.

  "You're dead, I'm going to kill you, you beast." Yang Bing strikes again.

  "Stop right there." Yang Wudi bellowed at this moment, "You little soldier boy, stop right now, did you hear me? Make another move and I'll wipe you out!"

  When shouted by Yang Wudi, the crowd quieted down, and Yang Bing didn't dare to be presumptuous again. Who is Yang Wudi? The second person in the Yang family besides Yang You, it turns out that he is also Yang You's uncle, with profound cultivation that cannot be measured, has already reached the Great Perfection of Martial Saint, how can Yang Bing resist him?

  Yang Bing no longer moved, but his eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Yang Lei, not hiding his murderous intent at all.

  Yang Lei didn't care at all and thought to himself, "What's the point of staring? You can't stare someone to death."

  "Alright, I declare Yang Lei the winner and promote him to the top ten. Hmph, if I find out anyone dares to take revenge, I'll cripple them." Yang Wudi glanced at Yang Bing, clearly protecting Yang Lei. Yang Wudi was very interested in this young man, a 7th-stage martial artist at just 16 years old, with such powerful strength and a robust foundation. His internal energy values were comparable to those of a Martial King realm cultivator. Such a genius couldn't be wasted, couldn't be killed by Yang Bing. Once Yang Lei grew up, he would become a great asset to the Yang family. Moreover, Yang Lei was previously a useless person, but now he had become a genius, proving that he had great luck and destiny. If such a person were born in the Yang family and not well-protected, but instead suppressed, then the Yang family wouldn't go far."

  "Next up, Yang Tianlei vs Yang Xiaowu."

  Yang Xiaowu, a fourth-stage martial artist, was not tall in stature but possessed innate divine strength. His pair of bronze fists held boundless power, and even against a sixth-stage martial artist, he would not be at a disadvantage. He had the absolute ability to contend for the top ten, but this time, he encountered Yang Tianlei, a first-stage Martial King who wielded the Thunderbolt Sword Technique, leaving Yang Xiaowu with no chance of victory.

  "Make your move." Yang Tianlei's tone was very calm.

  "A hammer shook the heavens and earth." Yang Xiaowu was also merciless, knowing that his strength was far inferior to Yang Tianlei's. So as soon as he made a move, he didn't hold back, using all his might. A large hammer was raised high and smashed down with great force, its momentum fierce and powerful. If this hammer were to hit someone, they would undoubtedly be crushed into pulp.

  Yang Tianlei swung out his scabbard to block it.

  He retreated several steps back.

  "What a natural-born divine power." Yang Tianlei's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, "But if that's all, then you're not strong enough to make me draw my sword."

  "Come again, Tyrant's Fist!" Yang Xiaowu shouted loudly, and no one expected that such a slender body could produce such a loud voice.

  "Alright, Thunderbolt Sword Art, one sword strike shocks the nine provinces."

  "Bump."

  Yang Xiaowu was knocked flying and fell out of the ring.

  Yang Tianlei wins.

  Third place podium.

  Yang Tianfeng vs Yang Rong

  Yang Tianfeng, the second-in-command of Wu Wang, was extremely ruthless and brutal in his methods. Along the way, anyone who refused to surrender was either killed or maimed.

  Yang Zheng, Martial Artist 6th Rank, Yang Family Direct Lineage, skilled in using knives, Five Tigers Soul-Cutting Knife, each knife is ruthless and soul-cutting, during the Grand Tournament he has killed many opponents.

  "Surrender, or die."

  "Hmph, others may fear you, but I don't. I'm Yang Zheng, not someone who's easily intimidated. Behold my Five Tigers Soul-Cutting Knife!" Yang Zheng let out a loud battle cry and his body suddenly burst forth, "Five Tigers Soul-Cutting Knife, one slash to sever the soul."

  "Come on." Yang Tianfeng's eyes snapped open, and he clenched his fists.

  "One punch opens up the five lakes."

  His fist was fierce and powerful, transforming into a whirlwind that charged towards Yang Zheng.

  "Break it, break it open for me."

  "One fist stabilizes the four seas."

  One punch is not enough, Yang Tianfeng strikes another, one fist's power surpassing the other, extremely violent.

  "Ah......"

  The gap in strength was evident, Yang Zheng was only a sixth-tier martial artist, while Yang Tianfeng was a genuine second-tier Martial King. After two punches, Yang Zheng's long knife broke, and his nose and mouth were bleeding.

  "Three punches shaking the nine provinces, come and die for me."

  Violence, bloodshed, three punches, just three punches, Yang Zheng was beaten to death.

  Yang Tianfeng wins.

  "Next up, Yang Tianhua vs Yang Xiu Yi."

  Yang Xiu was one of the few women in the Grand Comparison, with a cultivation level of Martial Artist Third Stage. She used the Water Moon Long Whip, a set of Water Moon Whip techniques that were endlessly changing and extremely powerful.

  Yang Tianhua, Martial Artist 2nd Rank, typical short-tempered person.

  "Xiu Yi, let's just stop competing, you give up." Yang Tian Hua shamelessly looked at Yang Xiu Yi and said, "If you give up, I will..."

  "Shameless." Yang Xiu's beautiful eyes widened in anger.

  "Water Moon Whip."

  Yang Tianhua quickly dodged aside, feeling a lingering fear in his heart and some anger, saying: "Yang Xiuyi, if you don't admit defeat, be careful with your family."

  "Yang Tianhua, I think you don't want to live anymore, daring to be so arrogant here." Yang Wudi was furious, his voice was low, but who is Yang Wudi? On this stage, who can escape his ears? This Yang Tianhua is actually so arrogant, threatening others on the stage, how can this be tolerated.

  Yang Tianhua's face turned pale at this time, he was too impulsive and had forgotten that Yang Wudi was still there. This Yang Wudi was a man of iron face and impartiality.

  "You beast, aren't you going to get out of here?" Yang Wubai, Yang Tianhua's grandfather, was also pale with rage.