You think I have mixed spiritual roots? I became an immortal through a spirit gourd, so what are you

"What? He actually accepted?" The onlookers around stared wide-eyed in disbelief after hearing Chen Huai'an's words.

This guy is practically asking for death.

"Alas, 100 low-grade spirit stones are out of our reach," someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Get the spirit stones ready. Go to the training ground and wait for me. I'll be there soon," Chen Huai'an said calmly.

"Kid, what tricks are you playing? You're not trying to escape in the chaos, are you?" Zhang Yang looked at Chen Huai'an as if he were an idiot. Did he think he was so easily fooled?

"If you're not going to wait at the training ground, are you going to come with me to hand in the mission?" Chen Huai'an said with a mocking smile. He wanted to make an example of someone to establish his authority and would not miss this opportunity.

Zhang Yang didn't believe Chen Huai'an's words, so Chen Huai'an didn't intend to argue with him and went directly to the mission point to hand in his menial tasks.

He has already collected ten Blood Clotting Grasses. Once he completes the task, he will receive five low-grade spirit stones and contribution points as a reward.

After the task was handed over, the surrounding disciples looked at Chen Huai'an with even more greedy expressions. This guy had actually completed the task.

However, Chen Huai'an has already accepted Zhang Yang's challenge. So, as long as Chen Huai'an can win this match, some of them are among the top 100 strong, and they also have a chance to defeat Chen Huai'an. Therefore, all of Chen Huai'an's spoils will be theirs.

These people treated Chen Huai'an like a thief, trying to prevent him from escaping, but Chen Huai'an remained calm and composed throughout, following them to the training ground.

Within a month of the Spirit Ranking Challenge ending, the rankings frequently change. Therefore, during this month, some menial disciples often choose to challenge the strongest individuals on the ranking.

When Chen Huai'an and his group arrived at the training ground, the referee had already received the message and was waiting for them.

"If one side concedes defeat, the battle ends immediately. If one side continues to attack the opponent after conceding defeat, they will be killed without mercy." The referee, an outer disciple at the Qi Refining Realm, looked at the two on the stage with a cold expression.

After hearing the referee announce the rules, Chen Huai'an knew that the rule that continuing to attack after admitting defeat would result in certain death was definitely a loophole.

As long as Chen Huai'an doesn't admit defeat, the other party will attack him to the death, and it would be reasonable for them to cripple his cultivation.

Neither Chen Huai'an nor Zhang Yang pointed this out.

Most challenges are just friendly matches that end quickly, unless there's some deep-seated grudge, otherwise they won't go all the way to the death.

Many of the menial disciples dare to challenge the top 100 experts on the Spirit Ranking because the sect has a certain protection mechanism. That is, at the beginning of the challenge, both sides agree whether to stop when they reach a point or fight until one side admits defeat.

Before a challenge is launched, all the rules will be explained clearly so that the referees can make the correct judgment and intervene at the crucial moment.

Because Zhang Yang was going to challenge Chen Huai'an, and there was also a prize: 10 low-grade spirit stones were handed over to the referee for safekeeping.

If Chen Huai'an wins this match, the spoils will belong to Chen Huai'an.

Similarly, Chen Huai'an was among the top 200 disciples on the Spirit Ranking, while Zhang Yang was ranked 99th on the Spirit Ranking. Although he was at the bottom, he was still a well-known expert on the list.

Chen Huai'an won, unless, in addition to receiving the prize of 10 low-grade spirit stones, all the benefits and privileges that belonged to Zhang Yang, who ranked 99th on the Spirit Ranking, also went to Chen Huai'an.

"Are you two ready? If you are, you can begin." The referee on the stage showed no interest in chatting with the two, maintaining a purely businesslike demeanor.

"Boy, you dare to offend the Zhang family? Today is your death day." Zhang Yang made a throat-slitting gesture at Chen Huai'an.

"Who do you think will win this battle?" a spectator asked his companion.

"Of course I hope Chen Huai'an wins, but the gap between them is still quite large."

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The onlookers in the audience had heard of Chen Huai'an's reputation, but since he ultimately withdrew from the competition, not daring to fight Zhang Kui of the Zhang family, they didn't really know much about Chen Huai'an's strength.

Although Zhang Yang's strength is not as good as Zhang Kui's, he is still a master ranked 99th on the Spirit Ranking, and is definitely stronger than Chen Huai'an.

None of the outer sect disciples below the stage had any confidence in Chen Huai'an.

Chen Huai'an took out a low-grade spiritual weapon from his storage bag. When a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength. Naturally, he would not underestimate his opponent just because the opponent was ranked 99th.

This time, Chen Huai'an was making an example of someone to scare others and establish his authority, so he naturally had to go all out.

This also let these onlookers, the menial disciples, know that Chen Huai'an was not someone to be trifled with, and that not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry would dare to plot against or target him.

In Zhang Yang's view, dealing with Chen Huai'an, a piece of trash at the seventh level of the late stage of Body Refinement, would be a piece of cake with his eighth level of Body Refinement cultivation.

"Die!" Zhang Yang shouted, stomping his foot on the ground, and then a long sword slashed down at Chen Huai'an.

"go!"

Seeing Chen Huai'an standing still, as if he were terrified, just as Zhang Yang's long sword was about to strike Chen Huai'an, Chen Huai'an suddenly shouted, and the long sword in his hand flew out and stabbed straight at Zhang Yang's chest.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang changed his stance from slashing to parrying with his longsword.

However, the momentum of Chen Huai'an's strike was extremely fierce.

The two blades clashed, and the intense recoil immediately sent the longsword flying from his hand. At that moment, Chen Huai'an suddenly leaped out, a dagger appearing in his hand, and thrust it directly at the opponent's dantian.

"what!"

A scream suddenly rang out, and before anyone in the audience could react, Zhang Yang collapsed to the ground.

"Ah! You've destroyed my dantian."

Chen Huai'an ignored Zhang Yang's screams and stepped forward, stomping hard on his chest.

A suffocating feeling swept through Zhang Yang's entire body; the powerful force made it difficult for him to breathe.

He could sense the murderous intent flashing in Chen Huai'an's eyes.

This guy is so strong, he couldn't even withstand a single blow from him.

"what!"

Chen Huai'an stomped hard on Zhang Yang's wrist, the sound of bones cracking rang out, accompanied by Zhang Yang's scream of pain.

The sound of bones shattering, accompanied by Zhang Yang's screams, left the onlookers in the audience wide-eyed and incredulous; the fight had ended far too quickly.

The two were not even in the same league. What sent chills down their spines was Chen Huai'an's cold eyes, filled with a cruel killing intent.

Zhang Yang had completely lost his fighting ability, but Chen Huai'an had no intention of letting him go. Instead, a violent aura emanated from his body, and he crushed Zhang Yang's arm.

Sensing the intense killing intent emanating from Chen Huai'an, Zhang Yang disregarded his screams and immediately shouted, "I surrender!"

Only by admitting defeat could he save his life. He originally intended to use this rule to cripple Chen Huai'an, but unexpectedly, he ended up shooting himself in the foot by using it on Chen Huai'an.

Chen Huai'an had no intention of asking the other party whether they were convinced or admitted defeat.

He and the Zhang family were already locked in a life-or-death struggle; they were even plotting to kill him. There was no need to talk about morality or righteousness with them. If they wouldn't admit defeat, then he would just use the rules to make them suffer to the death.