C200 It Kept Rising

"Dingdong ~!"

However, just as everyone was shocked by Lee Yihong's entrance into the top 2,000 of the prodigy roll, the big screen of the prodigy roll rang out once more.

The bustling hall suddenly became silent, and countless shocked gazes turned towards the Prodigy Roll once again.

Even the deacon behind the counter couldn't help but look up.

The 3,000 names on the Prodigy Roll subconsciously looked at Lee Yihong.

They saw Lee Yihong's name suddenly jump from two thousand to one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. The original one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine names were squeezed to two thousand names.

"What? Another Lee Yihong? Another one?"

"So fast? How is that possible?"

"What kind of speed is that? In less than five breaths of time, he, who was ranked 2,000th, actually rose again."

"Amazing! With such speed, you can easily tell that Mr Lee's cultivation base and combat strength has completely crushed the limit of Unshakeable Stage. Even two thousand geniuses couldn't withstand five breaths of time!"

"How terrifying! Who exactly is this Lee Yihong? I only found out about such a genius now."

"That's because you have been in seclusion for too long. Mr Lee's name had already shaken the entire world when he was ranked on the prodigy roll, but it's normal that he doesn't know about it. I heard that Mr Lee has been in the sect for a year."

"Incredible! Incredible! Do you all know that Lee Yihong is only twenty years old? Twenty years old! He was recommended by the direct disciple, Meng Tiange, to join the sect and become an inner circle disciple! He has such a cultivation base in less than a year. "

"What? Twenty years old? A genius recommended by the direct disciple, Meng Tiange?"

......。

The shocked voices were boiling in the Genius Palace. Some people had even ignited their communication talisman and sent more people to watch. The inner circle disciples who were cultivating in seclusion were called out.

Although they respected Miao Yin and the two core disciples of the Great Luo, it was still difficult to suppress their shock and excitement.

"With such a rapid increase in speed, it is almost certain that he will be able to make it into the top one thousand five hundred or six hundred. Things seem to have become interesting."

Miao Yin, who was holding the red umbrella with a smile on her face, turned the seriousness in the depths of her eyes into an interesting one.

From the courage and cultivation that Lee Yihong had displayed on the third summit, he already had the strength to be ranked in the top two thousand of the Prodigy Roll.

At this moment, Lee Yihong had easily defeated 1,999 geniuses. Miao Yin of the Nirvana Stage seemed to be able to guess that Lee Yihong had the combat strength to be ranked in the top 1,500 of the Prodigy Roll.

"Hmph! Let's see how long he can last!"

Great Luo stared at Lee Yihong's name with a fierce look in his eyes, totally not putting that ranking in his eyes. It was as if Lee Yihong would still die even if he managed to enter the one thousand five hundred and six hundred geniuses.

The area where the two of them were was crowded with people in the hall. No one dared to approach within ten meters of them.

"What?! He actually squeezed me into the top 2,000!?"

A young man who was surrounded by dozens of inner circle disciples had a pale face. He looked at Lee Yihong, who was ranked one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, with a fierce look on his face.

"It's senior disciple Yuan Zhan."

"Senior disciple Yuan Zhan."

Several young men and women looked at the ashen-faced young man in awe, not knowing what to say.

"Amazing, he managed to push me down to two thousand in less than five breaths. Adding the changes, he probably defeated me in about one or two breaths' time!"

Although the face of the youth called Yuan Zhan was ugly, his eyes were shining brightly. He was extremely curious about Lee Yihong, and his desire to fight was soaring.

"Ding Dong!"

However, before the crowd could look away, another crisp sound rang out from the Prodigy Roll.

Everyone's gaze seemed to follow Lee Yihong's name as it jumped up to the 1,998th place.

"What!?"

"It rose again!"

The crowd was shocked. "Damn, this Lee Yihong is so crazy."

"Awesome, awesome!"

................. "Lee Yihong, he... he has risen up in a single day! He has truly risen up in a single day! He is ranked in the top two thousand of the prodigy roll! He is the true pillar of the sect! He is going to become famous in the world!"

"That's right. The geniuses of our academy are the true geniuses of our academy. Their status is higher than some of the city lords of Hunyuan Dynasty. As for the top 2,000 of the prodigy roll, even the influential people of Hunyuan Dynasty have to rope them in. Even some inspectors have to treat them with respect."

"That's right. The news of our academy has spread far and wide. Countless disciples have taken the prodigy roll as their greatest honor."

"What do you think Lee Yihong will be ranked in the end?"

"With such speed, he will at least be ranked in the top one thousand five hundred and six hundred. He will become one of the best inner circle disciples."

"I'm guessing he'll be able to enter the 1,400 th! He might even be able to kill the top 100 inner court disciples!"

"Actually,i'm even more daring to guess that Mr Lee will be able to enter the top ten inner circle disciples, and chase after some of the core disciples. However, Mr Lee is too young, and I really don't dare to imagine it."

"What?! Top ten inner circle disciples? How can that be? Being ranked in the top hundred of the inner circle disciples is definitely Lee Yihong's limit. "

" That's right. If it were another ten years, fifty years, or even a hundred years, Lee Yihong might be able to become one of the top ten disciples. "

"One should know that the top ten inner circle disciples on the prodigy roll are said to have the strength to fight a Nirvana Stage True Man."

......。

Lee Yihong's ranking changed once again, causing the expressions of tens of thousands of people to change. The first feeling of jealousy slowly turned into admiration.

This was the weakness between people.

When there was no comparison between you and a person, there was no need to compare yourself.

Yuan Zhan, who was previously pushed to the 2,000th place by Lee Yihong, revealed a look of anticipation, as if he also wanted to see how high Lee Yihong's rank was.

In fact, he even wanted to see how high Lee Yihong's rank was in the Genius Palace. There were people who had secretly started the bet. Gradually, some of the core disciples wearing golden Daoist robes were attracted here.

"Dingdong!"

1,997.

"Dingdong!"

1,996.

"Dingdong!"

1,995.

.....。

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Prodigy Roll. Instead, they followed Lee Yihong's name and jumped onto the Prodigy Roll.

Some of the disciples who entered the Genius Palace had excited expressions on their faces. They were overwhelmed by emotions and joined the bet in an instant.

Lee Yihong's name had spread across the entire academy like wildfire.

"Boom ~!"

In the array space of the 16th secret chamber, Lee Yihong only used one punch to defeat the genius ranked 2,000th.

The third used two punches.

The seventh used three punches.

The twelfth used ten punches.

....。

After a series of challenges, Lee Yihong had no idea how many geniuses he had challenged, or how many geniuses he had challenged. It was only when he was unable to kill his opponent within a few breaths with just his punches and kicks.

Only then did Lee Yihong take out the red embellished spear.

However, no one could block Lee Yihong's spear. Even if he didn't use any martial skills, the terrifying force was enough to sweep across all directions.

However, as time passed, the higher the ranking, the more two spear strikes were needed.

Three spear strikes.

Four shots.

Five shots.

"Bang, bang, bang ~!"

It was unknown which genius it was, but after ten consecutive shots from Lee Yihong, the thick and solid shadow of the bearded man in front of him exploded.

"Buzz ~!"

Before Lee Yihong could even catch his breath, another sword-wielding youth appeared in the center of the eight trigrams.

"Hmph! Come on, this level of consumption is only comparable to me trying to figure out a martial skill."

Lee Yihong did not need to gasp for breath. The consumption of true qi was almost negligible. The first rotation of his dantian was almost the peak state.

"Swoosh!"

A strike of lightning, without any fancy moves, instantly arrived in front of Lee Yihong. In an instant, hundreds of sword lights appeared in all directions, slashing towards Lee Yihong.

It had sealed off Lee Yihong's retreat almost instantly. This attack was meant to force Lee Yihong to take it head on. No matter how hard he tried to dodge it, it would be futile.

"What an exquisite sword technique!"

"Bang!"

Lee Yihong continued to sweep with his spear. The terrifying strength of his physical body forced his opponent to retreat even though there was not a single trace of martial skill contained within it.

"Sword Sweeping the Mountains and Rivers!"

"Swoosh ~!"

The young man who was forced to retreat moved his body. He suddenly disappeared in midair, leaving behind an afterimage as he appeared in the sky above Lee Yihong. The sharp sword Qi and the light were like needles. It was as if a mountain was going to be destroyed by a single sword strike.

Lee Yihong's eyes lit up.

"Thunder Snatch!"

"Whoosh ~ ~!"

A spear split the heavens and earth. Like a giant chiseling a mountain, it swept through the skies.

Up until now, this was the first time Lee Yihong had used a spear technique.

"Rumble ~!"

The space within the formation was instantly destroyed. It was like a vacuum, and even the particles in the air were destroyed. Only the walls of the array formation that were like nothingness rippled slightly, but they were not damaged in the slightest.

They were also replenishing the air, spirit energy, and the power of heaven and earth that had exploded within the array formation space.

"Bang ~!"

The sword-wielding youth was instantly blasted apart by the countless bolts of lightning, directly dissipating.

"Rumble...!"

On the eight trigrams runes within the space of the array formation, another figure was formed. It was as if there was no end to this figure, and each one of them was stronger than the last.

"This Heavenly Palace's heart is really mysterious. Such a treasure is worthy of being called the sect's defining treasure."

Lee Yihong stood with his spear in hand. His body was cold, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He looked like a god of war who didn't know how to feel tired.

The great Peng rose up with the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles.