I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

"Ranked first among his generation in the Dragon Kingdom."

The sheathless longsword on Gu Qingshan's back emitted a deep hum, as if resonating with its master's fluctuating emotions.

His long, slender fingers rested on the sword hilt, his gaze piercing through the churning sea of ​​clouds.

"But to say that it has suppressed everyone to the point of being unable to lift their heads is probably still a bit too much."

Feng Wuhen twirled the serrated dagger in his hand, the blade whistling sharply as it sliced ​​through the air. His expression was a half-smile.

"Did you forget someone?"

Feng Wuhen stopped what he was doing, looked around,

"You couldn't have missed reading that official document from the Tian Shu Bureau that circulated throughout the entire region, could you?"

The square fell silent for a moment.

Yu Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged in the shadow of the stone pillar, twitched his eyelids slightly. The dark red Bloodlust True Intent covering his body churned violently for a moment, like boiling magma.

"The Demon-Suppressing General, Shen Tian."

Yu Xiu's hoarse voice rang out in the cold wind.

The moment the name was mentioned, the atmosphere became somewhat eerie.

If Xiao Ting and Li Changge are two towering mountains pressing down on everyone, then Shen Tian is a monster that appeared out of nowhere.

Li Xuangang crossed his arms over his chest.

"It's undeniable that Shen Tian is an exceptionally talented genius. But to compare him to Xiao Ting and Li Changge is premature."

"It's said that he only broke through to the sixth rank three months ago. No matter how monstrous he is, it still takes a year to break through to the peak of the sixth rank."

"He won't be able to attend the Kunlun baptism this year, at least not."

"This year will still be the stage for Hsiao and Li."

Gu Qingshan loosened his grip on the sword, his tense body relaxing slightly.

"The core of the Kunlun Baptism is to use the golden statue at the summit of Kunlun to resonate with the power of heaven and earth, thereby stepping into the threshold of the seventh rank. Shen Tian hasn't even touched the threshold of the peak of the sixth rank yet."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

This is an objective assessment of ability. Even geniuses need time to mature.

A seventeen-year-old at the early stage of the sixth rank is indeed unprecedented, but today's stage is destined not to belong to a boy who still needs to develop.

"Therefore, the final battle in this baptism still revolves around Xiao Ting and Li Changge."

Yu Xiu closed his eyes again, and the Bloodlust True Intent gradually subsided, concealing his figure once more in the darkness.

The moment when everyone reached this consensus.

Boom—!

Without any warning, the sky above the back of Kunlun Mountain completely collapsed.

This is not a description, but a real physical phenomenon.

The originally heavy, lead-like dark clouds were violently torn apart from the inside by an indescribable, violent force.

The air pressure within a radius of hundreds of kilometers dropped precipitously.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding silver-white light burst forth like a star, instantly piercing the retinas of everyone present.

The originally dim basalt square was illuminated as bright as day by this strong light, and the surface of the bluish-gray paving stones even showed a layer of dark blue plasma halo due to the free high-energy particles.

"This energy fluctuation..."

Feng Wuhen subconsciously narrowed his eyes and pressed his right hand hard on the hilt of the violently vibrating serrated short blade.

The tangible, bloodthirsty aura surrounding him melted away rapidly under the pure, thunderous pressure, like snowflakes falling under the blazing sun.

The dark gold armor on Li Xuangang's body emitted a deafening metallic resonance.

More than 100,000 tons of the true meaning of the heavy prison were uncontrollably activated, attempting to resist the destructive pressure that descended from the sky.

In the sky, a pure white lightning bolt with a diameter of over fifty meters, carrying terrifying heat, crashed down on the very center of Welcoming Peak.

The violent shockwave whipped up visible, semi-transparent air currents that swept wildly in all directions.

Right at the heart of this devastating thunderstorm, a tall, slender figure slowly descended.

He was wearing a well-tailored, moon-white Taoist robe, the hem of which fluttered in the strong wind.

Silver-blue arcs of electricity leaped and darted around him like docile fish, making him appear like a god wielding divine punishment.

What's most striking is this person's posture.

He had his hands in the wide pockets of his Taoist robe, and his feet were not stepping on anything solid, but rather hovering in the air on the constantly exploding plasma grid.

His chin was slightly raised, his neck held at a 45-degree angle, and his gaze was deep as he looked up at the torn, endless void above him.

Aloof, arrogant, and detached from the world.

"The entrance effects were top-notch; this show-off deserves full marks."

Xiao Ting mentally gave himself a huge thumbs up for his move.

His strategy proved quite effective.

The more than twenty top talents in the square were all stunned by this extravagant entrance.

The veins on the back of Gu Qingshan's hand, which was gripping the sheathless longsword, bulged, while Yu Xiu's dark red pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

That absolute dominance that crushed its peers terrified them.

Xiao Ting glanced around the room, taking in everyone's shock and apprehension.

He thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by the masses.

This was the sole source of his motivation for seclusion for half a month, giving up playing games and going online.

"The atmosphere is set, it's time for a sophisticated opening line."

Xiao Ting cleared his throat, slowly withdrawing his haughty 45-degree gaze and looking directly at the group of proud young talents in front of him who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

"Holding the sun and moon in my hands and plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like me in this world."

Xiao Ting slowly uttered these two lines in a tone that was three parts indifference, three parts mockery, and four parts nonchalance.

As the last word fell, the lightning pillar behind him suddenly collapsed, transforming into countless silver snakes dancing wildly in the sky.

The square was deathly silent.

The terrifying electromagnetic storm that rushed towards him stung his cheeks, and the dark red blood energy covering Yu Xiu's entire body was forcibly suppressed, sticking to his body surface and violently surging.

too strong.

His mere entrance and arrogant opening remarks were enough to overwhelm the top geniuses of the eight major prefectures of the Dragon Kingdom.

Beneath the surface, which no one could see through, Xiao Ting was secretly overjoyed.

Cool!

The thrill of this kind of overwhelming victory is even more addictive than playing online games all night and getting a pentakill!

How much suffering did he endure while cooped up in his cave for the past two weeks in order to make this brief ten-second appearance today?

Without internet, without a cell phone, and without even a like-minded person to chat with, all I could do every day was to deduce the release angle and lighting effects of the true meaning of thunder against the rock wall.

He rehearsed everything from the timing of his entrance to the rhythm of his lines over five hundred times!

In retrospect, this move could easily be included in the Kunlun Taoist Academy's textbook on showing off.

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

Xiao Ting silently recited an ancient internet meme, preparing to add fuel to the fire and solidify his position as the number one internet personality in Kunlun.

He raised his right hand, palm facing the rolling sea of ​​clouds below.

"Now that everyone's here, then..."

Just as Xiao Ting was preparing to end the show with a "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon" style clearing move, the air in the world suddenly stopped moving.

The gale subsided, and the rolling sea of ​​clouds seemed to have been paused. Even the leaping silver-blue arcs of electricity around Xiao Ting froze in mid-air for a fraction of a second.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely pure and restrained white light shone from the eastern horizon.

The white light flashed only briefly.

From the far east, the line of sight extends all the way to the top of Welcoming Peak.

A cloud curtain stretching for three hundred kilometers was neatly split in two by an invisible force, revealing the deep blue sky above.

"What the hell?!"

The sharp sound of something cutting through the air finally reached us.

A pure white slender sword, about three feet long and without a hilt, hovered in the center of the lightning grid above Welcoming Peak.

A young man dressed in moon-white brocade robes lightly touched the end of the hilt of the rapier with the toe of his right foot.

His hands were behind his back, and his long, dark hair was blown straight back by the strong winds at high altitude.

Longjing Taoist Temple, Li Changge!

As he arrived, the basalt paving stones on the square cracked with a series of loud popping sounds.

A sword mark, several meters deep and over a hundred meters long, spread rapidly along the central axis of the square, like a living snake, heading straight for the position directly below Xiao Ting.

"Fancy and superficial, all show and no substance."