After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Chapter 198 Questioning Me? Where Do You Rank? 2
Lin Yan couldn't help but think of the black fox she had encountered before. Could the monster rampage be related to it?
She looked at the screen, where her name was firmly at the top of the leaderboard, her score advantage still obvious.

Upon further inspection of the elimination results, it was discovered that all disciples had been eliminated.

It's obvious that with the monster rampage, the disciples still in the secret realm, in order to save their lives, disregarded their scores and opted for voluntary elimination.

Wenya followed her gaze to the light screen and exclaimed sincerely, "You're amazing! You got first place in the individual competition, and you still managed to get first place in the score when you entered the secret realm to fight alone. If you can keep going until the end of the trial, your score will definitely be even higher."

At this point, she asked curiously, "Which sect's team eliminated you?" In her subconscious, she felt that such a powerful person would require a team of 10 to eliminate.

"If you encounter a powerful monster that you can't defeat, you'll simply eliminate it yourself."

"You also encountered a high-level monster in a riot?" Wenya asked, quite surprised.

Lin Yan shook her head: "No. When I encountered a demonic beast of at least the Xuan level, I decisively eliminated it myself. Otherwise, what you see now would probably be me with missing limbs."

Her tone was flat, and her words, a mix of truth and falsehood, sounded like ordinary things, making it hard not to believe her.

At this moment, a disciple with a pointed face spoke up sarcastically: "What self-elimination? I think it's because he felt ashamed of being eliminated by the sect's disciples that he said he encountered a Xuan-level demonic beast!"

The sharp-faced disciple looked disdainfully at Lin Yan, his eyes glancing sideways at her, his arms crossed.

Some sect disciples who were jealous of Lin Yan's high score despite being eliminated early immediately chimed in.

A chubby disciple shouted, "Rogue cultivators have all sorts of underhanded methods. Who knows if these points were obtained through cheating? Even powerful sects, with their combined strength, haven't killed as many monsters as she has. Isn't that strange? Shouldn't everyone question this?"

Wenya was about to retort when someone pulled her back.

Lin Yan's eyes were full of disdain. She looked at him as if he were a clown. Only after he finished his noisy, jarring, and jumping speech did she ask him a question slowly and deliberately.

"You question whether my methods were improper? Where do you rank?"

If he were ranked higher, his remarks could be seen as legitimate questioning for his own benefit.

Otherwise, he's just jealous, feeling unbalanced, and can't stand seeing others get high scores by working alone.

After hearing this, Wenya popped out from behind her again, trying to say a few words in her defense, but was pushed back down.

"..."

Lin Yan calmly pushed the person back down, and secretly cast a silencing spell on her. Since her cultivation was higher than the person's, she succeeded immediately.

She was naturally happy to have someone stand up for her. But subconsciously, she didn't want others to be implicated because of her, so she simply stopped letting the other person speak up for her.

After questioning the fat disciple, she glanced at his disciple ID card, went to the light screen, and started looking for his name from the back of the list.

"Oh? Zero points, you're at the bottom of the list."

The fat guy was eliminated early on, without scoring a single point, by Lin Yan.

She just wouldn't remember people who weren't important, and it's normal that she didn't have any impression of the twenty people she eliminated on the first day.

The fat man's feelings towards Lin Yan were not just jealousy, but also hatred.

After being eliminated with a score of zero, he checked the screen every day, expecting to see her score rise slowly and then stop rising, eventually leading to her elimination.

Who knew that her score would rise all the way up, widening the gap between her and the second-place score!
How could he possibly be at peace with this!

Seeing her eliminated on the seventh day, his first instinct was to mock her. But as soon as she came out, she said there were Xuan-level demonic beasts in the secret realm, and she had eliminated herself because she encountered one. He immediately thought she was just trying to save face and exposed her sarcasm on the spot. But she didn't even glance at him, reported the situation to an elder, and left!

He had been holding back a lot of hatred in his heart, and today he finally got the chance to vent it!

Only by ruining her reputation can I vent my pent-up anger.

He was furious and embarrassed when she pointed out his score and ranking. He couldn't save face and had no way to refute her.

After thinking about it, he could only attack her by pointing out that her score was abnormally high!
"In previous years, even those who were independent cultivators in teams only managed to score a couple hundred points. You, who didn't team up, scored over three thousand points. Isn't it normal for people to have doubts? Or are you saying that someone has hit the nail on the head, so you're eager to refute it!"

After he finished speaking, he felt that he was right and felt more confident!
Humans cannot imagine things beyond their own capabilities. He couldn't do it, and seeing that no other rogue cultivator had been able to do it in previous years, he assumed that no one could do it.

Seeing that she was just looking at him coldly, he assumed she was guilty and his tone hardened again: "You say you didn't use any improper means to boost your score, then prove it!"

It's easy to spread rumors, but you have to prove them to refute them? Why not make those who spread rumors provide evidence? The key is that some disciples were actually fooled by his words and subconsciously thought he was right.

Ultimately, these people are also watching the show with a malicious intent.

They weren't ranked at the top, but they were still happy to have pulled the number one spot down from the top.

"See! You were right, you got guilty and couldn't prove yourself!"

……

Lin Yan waited for the others to finish speaking with "high spirits," then raised her hand and unleashed a fierce attack on the fat disciple.

His chubby body was sent flying by the impact and crashed heavily to the ground.

She wouldn't tolerate anyone still cursing and swearing, and launched a barrage of magical attacks, not fatal, just breaking arms and legs.

Lin Yan suddenly hit people, and some didn't even have time to react. By the time they did, no one stepped forward to stop her.

Some people would love for that disciple to be beaten to death, for the matter to escalate, for her to be dragged down, and for all her achievements to be revoked.

She was the most popular contestant in this Immortal Sect Competition, she was the champion of the competition, and she was the first in the trial.

She rose from humble beginnings to become a renowned cultivator, but her rise to prominence was so high and conspicuous that it attracted malice.

Seeing that the person was in so much pain that they couldn't speak, lying on the ground like a lump of flesh unable to get up, she stopped attacking.

Fortunately, someone couldn't stand it anymore and promptly called the person in charge, who took the person away for treatment, and she was also taken away for questioning.

Before being taken away, she withdrew her silencing spell and gave Wenya a reassuring look.

Fighting was prohibited off the competition stage during the competition, and she violated the rules.

The supervisor frowned and told her that she had violated the rules.

"I didn't," Lin Yan said innocently. How could a one-sided crushing defeat be considered a fight?
"You didn't? You think you can deny it in front of everyone?"

"Does showing off one's strength count as fighting?" she retorted calmly.

"You call a brawl a display of strength? Do you think everyone is blind?" The manager's face darkened, his expression displeased.