"This is the East Base City Three Academy Competition, selecting candidates for White Cloud Intermediate Cultivation Academy. How could there be any internal factors?"
The host warrior said to the audience.
"Impossible! We don't believe it! If it's not because of internal factors, how could everyone concede without a fight!"
The audience shouted in disbelief.
This... The host warrior didn't know why they conceded. Generally speaking, if they conceded without a fight, there was only one possibility: Ye Chen was very strong.
"The reason they conceded..." The host warrior looked at the audience, "should be because Ye Chen is very strong."
However, the audience didn't buy it. They couldn't accept an explanation where everyone conceded without a fight.
"Continue," Liu Xinghe said casually.
The host warrior nodded.
"Next, Jin Cheng from the Windstorm Academy versus Ye Chen."
Jin Cheng had been waiting for this moment!
He stepped onto the trial stage, staring at Ye Chen with determination.
The audience and the judges held their breath, fearing to hear those three words again. However, to their surprise, they didn't hear those words, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, my son Jin Cheng would never concede!"
On the judging seats, Jin Yuan felt proud.
However, Liu Xinghe knew that Jin Cheng would lose miserably. He already knew that Ye Chen could kill a first-order fierce beast with just one punch.
"Ye Chen, you didn't expect this," Jin Cheng said coldly, staring at Ye Chen. "I am now a senior reserve warrior!"
Thinking of being beaten into a pig's head by Ye Chen in the Crystal Palace, Jin Cheng was resentful. This time, he wanted to make Ye Chen pay a hundredfold.
"Don't waste words, come on," Ye Chen said calmly.
Seeing the indifference on Ye Chen's face, Jin Cheng couldn't help but become furious.
Thousands of spectators were finally about to witness a battle, and they widened their eyes a bit more than usual.
"Good!" Jin Cheng sneered, "Ye Chen, take this!"
As the words fell, Jin Cheng charged towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen calmly watched Jin Cheng charging towards him. Although both were senior reserve warriors, the gap in strength was insurmountable, especially with the medium strength talent, creating an unbridgeable chasm between them.
Just as Jin Cheng was about to reach Ye Chen, Ye Chen casually threw a punch.
This punch collided heavily with Jin Cheng's fist!
To everyone's surprise, when Jin Cheng's fist collided with Ye Chen's, Jin Cheng was sent flying.
He flew several meters backward, crashing heavily onto the trial stage. It felt like the sky was spinning for him.
"What?"
Jin Yuan on the judging seats was somewhat stunned. He never expected his son to be sent flying with just one punch.
The warriors were also puzzled. All of them were senior reserve warriors. How could one be sent flying with just a punch?
The thousands of spectators seemed to understand why they conceded earlier. This was truly amazing.
Jin Cheng took a while to climb back onto the trial stage. His face turned extremely gloomy.