Transmigrate: Go Against The Sky And Change Your Life Just To Live Forever

At this time, Yi Yuanyang, the Great Elder of the Outer Sect, walked to the high platform, looked around with sharp eyes, and the scene immediately became quiet.

"Congratulations on your success in being promoted to the top ten in the outer sect competition. Next up will be the top ten ranking battle." Yi Yuanyang said loudly.

According to the rules of the ranking battle, everyone will fight against the other nine players, and the one with the highest number of wins will be the champion of each competition.

At this time, Yang Lingchen also discovered Feng Xueqing.

"Little girl, I won't tidy you up today, I will take your surname." Yang Lingchen thought to himself.

At the same time, Yang Lingchen felt several unfriendly eyes sweeping towards him. He didn't care about that.

Among the top ten disciples of the outer sect, apart from Feng Xueqing, Yang Lingchen didn't feel any pressure.

Yang Lingchen knew that he had offended many people in the outer sect, but it was no longer important, because this time he would be the number one in the outer sect competition, and he would be the inner disciple by then.

"Now the Top Ten Ranking Tournament officially begins, the first match between Yang Lingchen and Mo Zihao." Yi Yuanyang said.

Hearing his name, Yang Lingchen went straight to the ring.

"Boy, you are so crazy that you dare to hurt my younger brother." Mo Zihao's tone was extremely cold.

"I injured a lot of people, I don't know which one is your brother?" Yang Lingchen sneered.

"It's really crazy. Today, I will break your limbs to let you know how serious the consequences of arrogance are."

As soon as Mo Zihao finished speaking, he rushed towards Yang Lingchen like a great roc spreading its wings. Everyone on the scene was shocked by the violent momentum.

Facing Mo Zihao's berserk attack, Yang Lingchen's eyes froze, and the Tongtian Stick was drawn in an instant.

This stick carried a trembling aura, like lightning, and slammed on Mo Zihao's wrist holding the long sword.

"Crack..."

"Ah... ah... ah...!"

Mo Zihao let out a heart-piercing scream, and his wrist was instantly shattered by the stick.

Originally, Yang Lingchen planned to kill him with a stick. Since the other party pretended to be aggressive and wanted to cripple his limbs, he couldn't be too polite.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Lingchen slammed the stick again.

Mo Zihao, enduring the pain, used his body skills to avoid it. At this moment, he finally realized the horror of Yang Lingchen.

However, how could he be as good as Yang Lingchen in terms of body skills?

"Bang... bang... bang...!"

"Crack...click...click...click."

I saw Yang Lingchen swing towards Mo Zihao's limbs.

"Ah... ah... ah...!"

On the ring stage, Mo Zihao let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. The shrill scream shocked everyone present.

Even the other disciples fighting in the arena were attracted by his screams.

"It's comfortable! You're not very capable, but you're the best in the world with your pretense." Yang Lingchen glanced at Mo Zihao, and then got off the ring.

In the outer gate of Tianyuan Palace, basically as long as it is not killing people or destroying the dantian, the higher-ups basically don't care.

After all, in this cruel cultivation world, the waves wash away the sand, the survival of the fittest, and only the best disciples are what Tianyuan Palace needs.

Seeing such a brutal Yang Lingchen, those who had been defeated by him before all secretly rejoiced in their hearts. After all, they were just kicked out of the ring and did not suffer any serious injuries.

"Ah... ah... ah...."

At this moment, an incomparably shrill scream came again, and the scream lasted for several minutes before it stopped.

Yang Lingchen looked up and saw that Feng Xueqing was also swinging a stick in her hand, smashing the opponent's limbs frantically.

At this moment, Feng Xueqing threw down her last stick, aiming at the opponent's crotch.

"boom...."

"ah...."

There was a crisp egg breaking sound.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen couldn't help tightening his legs, remembering that he was almost blown away by her last time.

Too cruel, this little witch.

With the continuation of the qualifying battle, Yang Lingchen won all the way, and soon won seven consecutive victories.

At the same time, the little witch Feng Xueqing also issued a seven-game winning streak.

Soon Yang Lingchen's eighth match began, and this time his opponent was Chen Jun, who was recognized as the number one outer disciple.

"Boy, it was you who hit my younger brother?" Chen Jun said with sharp eyes.

"Who the hell are you? What is your brother?" Yang Lingchen said speechlessly.

I beat so many people.

How do you know who your brother is?

"Things who don't know how to live or die think they are invincible after winning some trash."

Chen Jun's face turned cold in an instant. He was the number one person recognized by the outside sect, but the other party even said that he didn't know him. Isn't this a slap in the face?

In the past few years in the outer sect, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this.

"Silly dog, do you want to hit him? If you don't hit him, go back and eat shit." Yang Lingchen said blankly.

"court death."

With a wave of Chen Jun's long sword, a sword energy immediately struck towards Yang Lingchen.

Facing Chen Jun's sharp sword energy, Yang Lingchen's figure instantly dodged away, and at the same time, the Tongtian Rod also slammed towards him.

With a majestic stellar energy, the Tongtian stick directly smashed Chen Jun back again and again.

Although Chen Jun took seven or eight steps back, he was not injured.

At this time, he looked at Yang Lingchen with extremely serious eyes, because Yang Lingchen's strength far exceeded his estimation.

Originally, Chen Jun estimated that Yang Lingchen's strength should be around the peak of the Mingxuan Realm, but judging from Yang Lingchen's attack just now, the combat power he displayed has far exceeded the Mingxuan Realm.

Yang Lingchen didn't have time to chat with him, and blasted over like a violent storm destroying Laku.

"Clang...clang...clang...!"

Chen Jun waved his long sword and resisted with difficulty.

"Bang... bang... bang...!"

"Ah... ah... ah..." Chen Jun let out a miserable howl.

Facing Yang Lingchen's berserk attack, Chen Jun only blocked a few moves before Yang Lingchen knocked out the weapon in his hand.

"Crack...Crack...Crack...Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Lingchen's Tongtian stick hit Chen Jun's limbs like a storm.

Then Yang Lingchen kicked Chen Jun out with one kick.

For a while, the scene fell into silence.

Chen Jun is the number one outsider!

In the hearts of countless outer disciples, Chen Jun is like a god!

Unexpectedly, Yang Lingchen broke his limbs just like that.

At this time, Yang Lingchen has reached the eighth consecutive victory, and he will face Feng Xueqing next.

As for Feng Xueqing, she also came with eight consecutive victories.

Because Chen Jun had already been abolished by Yang Lingchen, when facing Feng Xueqing, Chen Jun directly chose to admit defeat.

"Stinky rascal, this lady advises you to admit defeat quickly, otherwise you may lose your balls." Feng Xueqing said fiercely and cutely.

"Little Huniu, I advise you to pack those big steamed buns tightly, otherwise you may be photographed by me." Yang Lingchen smiled charmingly, and stared at Feng Xueqing closely to admire.