Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 123 Dim and Dull
Quiet.

It was really quiet.

It's hard to imagine that a training ground with more than 100,000 people would be so quiet at this moment.

From the moment the Throne Challenge began, the arena was filled with all sorts of noise.

As the game progressed, the atmosphere became increasingly heated.

Whenever the two sides in a battle have a wonderful fight or a dazzling talent skill, cheers that make everyone boil will erupt. But no one can imagine that the cheers that were like a tsunami just a second ago will suddenly stop.

"Pfft!"

"hiss"

In the stands, many spectators were watching the game while drinking beverages when one suddenly spat it out, followed by a collective gasp of surprise.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

"Swordsmanship?"

Everyone stared at the figure radiating golden light on the screen, their faces filled with disbelief, their eyes even slightly dazed.

Isn't this the annual Freshman Challenge?

Aren't all freshmen newbies?

Even with exceptional talent and the refinement of high-level demon spirits, is it difficult to unleash their true power due to the scarcity of soul power?
But why does such a powerful innate skill exist?
Besides, isn't the Golden Lion King's innate skill 'Golden Transformation'?
Isn't the effect of gold transformation to make the whole body metallic?
Not only the audience, but even the contestants who were fiercely vying for seats quickly stepped back to distance themselves from Yun Kai, but couldn't help looking at him.

At this moment, the long sword hanging in mid-air, as well as the blood, were imprisoned and bound by a mysterious force. Even the three people who attacked Yun Kai remained motionless, their eyes filled with horror and pain.

"Kang Dang"

With a clang as the longsword hit the ground and blood dripped down, the three who had been imprisoned were instantly freed.

"what!"

The restraints disappeared, and the next second, a series of shrill screams rang out.

The screams, as if being torn apart by a thousand knives, sent chills down one's spine and raised goosebumps all over one's body.

Those who could remain in the training ground at this time were truly the pride of heaven. However, for them, who had just embarked on their university life, they had never experienced such pain before, and many of them fainted from the pain.

"How miserable!"

"Ouch, this hurts! I'm not going to die from the pain!"

"You lost so much blood, how many Qi and Blood Pills will you need to replenish it?"

Looking at the tragic scenes, many people turned pale and felt a chill in their hearts.

They looked at each other, then turned their gaze toward the podium.

To imprison multiple people directly at a distance of over 100 meters is something only a Martial King could achieve without using a Soul Skill.

Is Bu Zheng really only at the Lingyun Realm?

He had clearly discovered that he could imprison all the longswords, but he only chose to imprison the longswords that were aimed at vital points, ignoring the others.

As Bu Zheng said, this is a challenge that will not result in death, but will be infinitely close to real combat.

For the new students, blood and pain are the best baptism.

With mentors protecting you, there will be no accidents, making this a rare and precious opportunity for spiritual baptism.

The screams continued for a while, until they became weak and intermittent, and then a red figure finally appeared before everyone.

It's obvious he did it on purpose!
"Shut up, none of them hit a vital spot, you won't die."

The middle-aged man in the red robe remained calm in the face of what was happening, though he seemed somewhat impatient.

He extended his right hand, and a bright red flower appeared in his palm and quickly bloomed. A red liquid flowed from the bud, and as he drew his longsword, the bloody wounds beneath the red liquid began to heal rapidly.
"So strong!"

Not far from Yun Kai, Deng Cheng and Ye Ming were besieging Bai Ji.

Although Bai Ji is alone, he has the strength to contend for the first throne.

His presence posed a significant threat to both of them.

Therefore, the two temporarily cooperated, intending to kick him out of the game first. However, at this moment, all three sides in the battle stopped their attacks and looked at Yun Kai with some shock.

At this moment, even the three confident and proud individuals felt a sense of frustration, envy, and even jealousy.

"He's the real monster!"

Bai Ji looked at Yun Kai and silently said to himself.

Bai Ji and Yun Kai had similar experiences. They grew up under the strange and disgusted gazes of others, but fortunately, he showed outstanding talent at a very young age.

He was a genius in the eyes of his clan. Although his classmates ostracized and feared him, no one ever dared to humiliate or bully him. He was called a monster, but at this moment, he felt that Yun Kai was the real monster.

A monster who inherited extraordinary bloodline.

"That was close! Luckily I'm smart!"

Amidst the fierce battle, Bai Lin, whose body was covered in wounds, swayed slightly with his snake tail. He was filled with lingering fear and had initially been angry, but now he felt fortunate.

Fortunately, he didn't choose to fight Yun Kai to the death, otherwise he would be the one who became a 'porcupine' right now.

"What a magnificent 'Return of Ten Thousand Swords'!"

On the podium, many mentors suddenly stood up, exclaiming in surprise.

For the mentors, the annual Throne Challenge is a grand event.

On this day, they can see all kinds of rare demon spirit talents and skills, even bloodline talents. However, since the newborns are still very weak, even if they refine high-level demon spirits, they cannot truly show their power and effects.

But no one expected that Yun Kai, after unleashing the rare and powerful talent skill 'Golden Transformation', would also be able to unleash 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin'!

Perhaps describing it as "ten thousand swords returning to their origin" is too exaggerated, after all, Yun Kai only controls a dozen or so swords, which is far from ten thousand swords.

However, it should be noted that Yun Kai's strength is only at the ninth level of body cultivation, and he has not yet broken through to the level of a martial artist. He has also been refining demon spirits for less than half a year. Looking at it this way, it is really quite terrifying.

As long as Yun Kai doesn't perish, who can guarantee that he won't be able to truly achieve the "Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Origin" technique!

"The Golden Lion King's innate ability is 'Golden Transformation,' which turns the entire body into metal. Although demon spirits gain the ability to control metal when they reach a high level, Yun Kai has only been refining it for less than half a year, so it's impossible for him to achieve this!"

"He absorbed the first soul skill?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I just refined the demon spirit, and my soul power is already severely depleted and pitifully low. Even a demon spirit ranked on the Earthly Ranking is very weak right now. How could it be so easy to absorb a soul skill? I would have to wait at least another year. Besides, soul skills that can control metal are extremely rare, and they are simply not something a novice at the ninth level of body cultivation can absorb!"

Many mentors expressed their doubts and discussions.

"Dean Bu, what do you think?" a mentor asked.

As the dean of the martial arts academy, Bu Zheng is a ninth-rank Lingyun expert.

He has been stuck at this level for more than a decade, and it is said that he is only one step away from becoming a Martial King. With his extensive knowledge, he may know some of this.

Under the curious gazes of the mentors, Bu Zheng remained calm, but his tone betrayed a hint of wistfulness:
"Ancestral demonization! The bloodline talent inherited from an extraordinary powerhouse amplifies the effects of the demon spirit several times over."

At this moment, he finally understood the preciousness of reverting to ancestral demonic transformation.

Martial arts are divided into nine ranks.

The lowest rank is first grade, and the highest rank is ninth grade.

Above the ninth rank is the Martial King.

Above the King of Martial Arts is the Emperor of Martial Arts.

Even without refining demon spirits, the Martial Emperor possessed earth-shattering power. As the ultimate force of the nation, each of them held a revered position and was admired and worshipped by the people of the entire country.

Demon spirit masters are divided into nine stars based on the rank of their natal demon spirit.

One star is the lowest, and nine stars is the highest.

Above the nine stars lies the Spirit King.

Above the Spirit King lies the Extraordinary.

The reversion to ancestral demonic transformation is the inheritance of the demonic bloodline talent of extraordinary powerhouses, which is far more precious than bloodline inheritance.

Although bloodline clans are rare, there are twenty of them in Hongyun, but only Yun Kai has undergone ancestral demonization.

It was precisely because of the amplification from his ancestral demonic transformation that Yun Kai was able to control various metal weapons.

Using "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" is too exaggerated; it's actually just a sword control technique.

This sword control technique seems to have awakened another talent skill, but in essence, it still belongs to the same type, which is the ability to control metal, only the attack method is different.

"I see, how enviable!"

Upon hearing Bu Zheng's explanation, many mentors shook their heads with a sigh, their eyes revealing undisguised envy.

It's just that this kind of talent is something you can only envy.

What others strive for throughout their lives is, for Yun Kai, an innate talent!
How can you compare them?
How dare we compare!

No wonder he's the most anticipated rookie in the Glory Professional League!

His future is destined to be brilliant.

Under such dazzling light, many people turned their attention to another place, where Lin Feng, the most famous among the new students, who had not yet refined his demon spirit and was surrounded by others, appeared somewhat dim and lackluster.

(End of this chapter)