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C81 Enrage

After a brief lull, the atmosphere settled down. Yet, Lin Xuan's circumstances had taken a dramatic turn. Gone was the universal admiration; instead, he found himself the target of collective blame. Amidst the murmuring crowd, Chen Yuze shook his head in quiet dismay.

Lin Xuan's youthful impulsiveness had gotten the better of him. He had the audacity to challenge the elites of the Inner Sect, who were all at least at the Condensation Spin Stage. But reaching that stage didn't automatically grant one elite status. Each Inner Sect elite was a standout among their peers, having not only achieved the Condensation Spin Stage but also passed a rigorous assessment of their combat prowess and innate talent. Their status within the Inner Sect was exceedingly high, and no ordinary disciple had ever succeeded in challenging an elite.

Even the current twenty-some Core disciples had never managed such a feat. So when Lin Xuan spoke out, he naturally incited a wave of outrage. Chen Yuze could only sigh in resignation, watching from a distance, hoping that no Inner Sect elite would take the bait. He was powerless to intervene, being merely an ordinary Inner Sect disciple himself, and a newcomer at that. His standing and power within the sect were nothing out of the ordinary.

At the edge of the arena, the deacon was momentarily taken aback, his smile seizing up on his face. Coming back to his senses, he adopted a grave expression, turning to Lin Xuan and asking, "Lin Xuan, such a challenge is unprecedented. Are you certain about this?"

"I'm certain," Lin Xuan responded with an easy smile.

The shift in the crowd's demeanor had caught him off guard. The Inner Sect elites' prestige might have been even greater than he'd anticipated. But what of it? He was unfazed. His confidence in his own abilities was unshakable. And if he could topple an Inner Sect elite, the bounty of energy points he'd reap would be substantial.

"Very well," the deacon conceded, seeing Lin Xuan's resolve. He proceeded with the registration, despite feeling the rules somewhat far-fetched. A flicker of excitement crossed his mind. Lin Xuan was just a fledgling disciple; if he could defeat an Inner Sect elite, what a spectacle that would be! It was an occurrence yet to be seen. But for Lin Xuan, it wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibility.

Lin Xuan had already made a name for himself by setting several records since his arrival at the sect. And the possibility of him breaking another record was not out of reach. This only served to deepen the scorn of the Inner Sect disciples as they watched.

On the stage, Lin Xuan remained unfazed. He surveyed the crowd and declared confidently:

"Save your breath!

I know many of you can't stand me, right?

So, come on and fight!

Are you telling me that you seasoned disciples, who've been part of the Inner Sect for years, are scared of a newcomer like me, who hasn't even been here for forty days?

If that's the case, you might as well pack up and head home.

If you lack the courage and will to fight, then what's the point of your cultivation?"

Lin Xuan's voice thundered with the last question.

Indeed, he was intentionally goading the Inner Sect disciples. His goal was to incite them into battle, allowing him to collect spirit stones and contribution points.

Given his demonstrated talent, he was likely already on the radar of the Sect Seniors. As long as he didn't commit any acts of betrayal or defy the sect's principles, the Sect Seniors would have his back.

His provocations were calculated; not only were they harmless, but they also provided an opportunity to gather additional energy points.

As expected, the moment Lin Xuan's challenge hung in the air, the arena erupted.

"Damn, he's so full of himself!"

"Does he think he's a Core Disciple or something?"

"Just a newbie, and he dares to disrespect us? If we don't put him in his place, I'm not leaving today!"

"He's insufferable. No matter how talented, his arrogance will get him nowhere!"

"Exactly, he lacks any sense of humility!"

The disciples' faces flushed with fury as they shouted, eyes blazing with anger at Lin Xuan.

Amidst the tumult, Chen Yuze was also there, cautiously keeping his head down, not wanting to draw attention. Like Lin Xuan, he was a new disciple and didn't want to be dragged into the fray.

He understood Lin Xuan's strategy, yet he was perplexed by his brash approach.

With this act, Lin Xuan had managed to alienate all the Inner Sect disciples.

Wasn't he afraid of the backlash?

Did he really have that much faith in his own strength?

Or had his power grown so formidable that he could withstand anything thrown at him?

Chen Yuze immediately shook his head, dismissing the thought.

Lin Xuan was undoubtedly a prodigy, blessed with extraordinary talent. Yet, his time spent cultivating was relatively brief; it was inconceivable for him to handle the onslaught of numerous Inner Sect disciples.

At the edge of the arena, the deacon seated behind the desk couldn't help but offer a wry smile upon witnessing the scene.

Accustomed to the world's ever-shifting dynamics, he recognized Lin Xuan's strategy in an instant.

But wasn't Lin Xuan's approach a bit too straightforward?

He was likely to face a barrage of retaliatory strikes from many Inner Sect disciples.

He might even provoke the wrath of the Inner Sect's elite.

The deacon began to fret over what might become of Lin Xuan.

However, this concern was somewhat in jest.

Even if the Inner Sect's elite were to intervene, they would only inflict serious injury at most.

Should they dare to threaten Lin Xuan's life or damage the foundation of his potential, he would undoubtedly intervene to rescue him.

Moreover, Lin Xuan's demonstrated aptitude had already placed him among the sect's elite.

He had long caught the attention of the Sect Seniors.

It's possible that some of them were even now observing him from the shadows.

A top-tier talent like Lin Xuan, once fully developed, would surely be an asset in bolstering the sect's strength.

Thus, allowing harm to come to him was out of the question.

He might not even need to lift a finger. Should Lin Xuan truly face peril, those at the Spirit Opening Stage or even higher realms would step in to protect him.

After all, to the sect's higher-ups, Lin Xuan's potential far outweighed that of any Inner Sect elite.

Although Lin Xuan was currently only at the Qi Transformation Stage, with modest cultivation levels,

his innate talent made it clear that ascending to the rank of Core Disciple would not be a tall order for him.

Most Inner Sect elites would struggle to even make it onto the Strong List, let alone achieve Core Disciple status.

The distinction in their importance was clear.

For now, the deacon simply murmured these thoughts to himself.

Back on the arena, Lin Xuan gazed at the Void Attribute Panel before him, where energy points surged at an accelerated pace, and a serene smile played across his lips.

This time, things were really looking up.

Soon, he should be able to rack up even more energy points.

And there would be plenty of people eager to offer him contribution points and spirit stones.

True to Lin Xuan's predictions, it wasn't long before an Inner Sect disciple at the Seventh Level of Qi Transformation Stage stormed onto the stage, fuming.

"I've heard you're quite talented.

But remember, you're just a newbie!

Newcomers should stay humble!

Your arrogance will be your downfall.

Today, I'll be the one to teach you a lesson."

No sooner had the Inner Sect disciple stepped onto the stage than he began berating Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan, for his part, was at a loss for words and turned to glance at the referee.

"Begin the duel!"

The referee, seizing the moment, declared promptly.

"Enough with the chatter. Time for you to step down!"

With that, Lin Xuan sprang into action.

He strode forward and landed a punch.

Yet, the Inner Sect disciple at the Seventh Level of Qi Transformation Stage couldn't fend off the attack that looked so straightforward. He was blasted off the stage, tumbling out of the competition.

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