At this point, the Outer Gate Grand Elder Yi Yuan Yang walked onto the stage, his piercing gaze sweeping the crowd, causing the atmosphere to suddenly become quiet.
"Congratulations on your successful advancement to the top ten of the Outer Gate Grand Match. The next round will be the Top Ten Ranking Battle," Yi Yuan Yang declared loudly.
According to the rules of the Ranking Battle, each person will face off against the other nine participants, and the person with the most wins will be the champion of each Grand Match.
At this moment, Yang Wansheng also noticed Feng Xueqing.
"Little bitch, today I won't let you submit to me, I'll take your surname!" Yang Wansheng thought to himself.
At the same time, Yang Wansheng felt several malicious gazes directed at him. However, he didn't care.
Among the current top ten Outer Gate disciples, Yang Wansheng felt no pressure except from Feng Xueqing.
Yang Wansheng knew that he had offended many people in the Outer Gate, but it didn't matter anymore, because he was determined to win the Outer Gate Grand Match this time, and once he became an Inner Gate disciple, no one would dare to mess with him.
"The Top Ten Ranking Battle is now officially underway. The first match is between Yang Wansheng and Mo Zihao," Yi Yuan Yang announced.
Hearing his name, Yang Wansheng immediately climbed onto the stage.
"Youngster, you're very arrogant, daring to injure my younger brother," Mo Zihao's voice was cold to the extreme.
"I've injured many people, I don't know which one is your younger brother?" Yang Wansheng chuckled. "Indeed, you are arrogant enough. Today, I will break your limbs and let you know how serious the consequences of arrogance are," said Mo Zihao.
With that, he leapt into the air like a soaring eagle and charged towards Yang Chennian. His ferocious momentum left everyone on the scene in shock.
Facing Mo Zihao's ferocious attack, Yang Chennian's eyes narrowed, and he swiftly swung his staff at him.
This staff strike carried an aura that made one's heart tremble, like a bolt of lightning, and it struck Mo Zihao's wrist, which was holding his sword, with a forceful thud.
"Kachaka...,"
"Ah... Ah... Ah...!"
Mo Zihao let out a heart-wrenching scream as his wrist was instantly crushed by the staff.
Originally, Yang Chennian had planned to finish him off with one strike, but since the other party was showing off, he decided to break his limbs. He couldn't be too polite.
Then, Yang Chennian swung his staff again, aiming for Mo Zihao's limbs.
Mo Zihao, in pain, tried to dodge, but in body movements, he could never compare to Yang Chennian.
"Bang... Bang... Bang...!"
"Kachaka... Kachaka... Kachaka... Kachaka."
Yang Chennian swung his staff at Mo Zihao's limbs.
"Ah... Ah... Ah...!"
The sound of Mo Zihao's screams on the fighting ring resembled the cries of a pig, and the horrifying screams shocked everyone on the scene. Even the other disciples fighting on the other fighting platforms were drawn in by his screams of agony.
"Feel better now? Your skills are not that great, but your ability to act like a big shot is number one in the world," Yang Chenming glanced at Mo Zihao and then left the fighting platform.
In the outer court of Tianyuan Palace, as long as it is not murder or destroying someone's Dantian, the higher-ups generally do not interfere.
After all, in this cruel cultivation world, it is the survival of the fittest, and only the most outstanding disciples are what Tianyuan Palace needs.
Seeing such brutal Yang Chenming, those who had been defeated by him were secretly relieved in their hearts. After all, they were only knocked off the fighting platform and did not suffer too much injury.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..."
At this moment, a Meanwhile, Little Witch Feng Xueqing also achieved a seven-game winning streak.
Soon, Yang Simen's eighth match began, and this time his opponent was the acknowledged top-ranked outer-gate disciple, Chen Jun.
"Young punk, it was you who beat my brother?" Chen Jun's eyes flashed with intensity.
"Who the hell are you? And what the hell is your brother?" Yang Simen asked in disbelief.
"I've beaten so many people, I don't know who your brother is!"
"A foolish dog, do you want to fight or not? If not, get the hell out of here and eat shit!" Yang Simen said expressionlessly.
"You're asking for death!"
Chen Jun swung his sword, and a sword-like energy immediately struck Yang Simen.
Facing Chen Jun's sharp sword energy, Yang Simen's figure instantly darted aside, and at the same time, the Heaven-Reaching Staff was swung at Chen Jun.
The Heaven-Reaching Staff carried a powerful qi, and it directly knocked Chen Jun back several steps.
Although Chen Jun took several steps back, he was not injured.
At this moment, he looked at Yang Simen with a very serious expression, because Yang Simen's strength far exceeded his expectations. Originally, Chen Jun estimated Yang Lianming's strength to be around the peak of the 2nd realm, but from Yang Lianming's previous attack, the combat power he had displayed had far surpassed the 2nd realm.
Yang Lianming didn't have time to waste with him, and he unleashed a barrage of attacks like a raging storm, destroying everything in its path.
"Clank... Clank... Clank...!"
Chen Jun struggled to defend himself with his long sword.
"Bang... Bang... Bang...!"
"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Chen Jun let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Faced with Yang Lianming's ferocious attacks, Chen Jun only managed to block a few moves before being disarmed by Yang Lianming.
"Kachaka... Kachaka... Kachaka... Kachaka!"
Yang Lianming's celestial staff then rained down like a storm on Chen Jun's limbs.
He then kicked Chen Jun away, and for a moment, the scene was silent.
Chen Jun was the number one person in the outer sect!
In the hearts of countless outer sect disciples, Chen Jun was a god-like figure!
But he had been broken by Yang Lianming, with his limbs severed.
At this point, Yang Lianming had achieved eight consecutive victories, and his next opponent was Feng Xuqing.
Feng Xuqing, too, had come with eight consecutive victories.
Since Chen Jun had been rendered useless by Yang Lianming, Feng Xuqing chose to concede during their match.
"Dirty pervert, I advise you to surrender quickly, or your little eggs might not be safe," Feng Xuqing said in a cute and fierce tone. "Little Tigress, I advise you to keep your big buns tight, or they might get smashed by me." Yang Chenming gave a wicked smile and fixed his eyes on Feng Xueqing to admire her.