I Have Countless Clones

Chapter 129: Competing to Challenge (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations | Editor: Henyee Translations

Yan Xing was considered famous in the Nine Yang Academy.

It wasn't because he was talented and powerful.

Rather, it was because he was a direct descendant of one of the five great clans, the Yan Clan. Yet, he was ranked at the bottom of the examinations in an unprecedented manner. After entering the academy, he didn't even get a spot as a Yellow-rank disciple.

Because of this, countless people mocked Yan Xing in private.

However, no one was surprised to see Yan Xing enter the arena.

Instead, they felt that it was only natural.

If he hadn't been unlucky enough to bump into Lin Shen, with Yan Xing's strength, he would have been a Yellow-rank disciple long ago.

It was expected that he would go on stage at this time.

Yan Xing's challenge target was a Qi Transformation Stage senior student.

When he heard Yan Xing pick him, the senior student looked like he was going to be sick.

The result was as expected. As soon as the battle began, the senior student was sent flying by Yan Xing's strike and fell to the ground, where he lay for a long time.

"As expected, Yan Xing has also advanced to the Long Breath Stage!"

"After all, he's a direct descendant of the Yan family and has a big brother like Yan Jingren. He has a lot of resources. It's not surprising for him to advance to the Long Breath Stage."

"That's right. I heard that Zhao Xueying, Xue Feng, and a few others have also advanced to the Long Breath Stage."

Discussions seemed to go on and on.

Yan Xing was expressionless. He glanced in Lin Shen's direction, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes before he walked down the platform.

After Yan Xing, no one issued another challenge.

After waiting for a minute or two, seeing that no one went on stage, the deacon announced loudly that the Yellow-rank disciple challenge had ended. Next, the Black-rank disciple challenge would begin.

As soon as he finished speaking, at least half of the people in the square looked at Lin Shen.

There were all kinds of gazes, such as gloating, ridicule, pity, curiosity, anticipation...

In an instant, Lin Shen became the most eye-catching presence in the square.

Almost everyone knew that in the Black-rank disciple challenge, the first person to be challenged would definitely be Lin Shen.

And that was the truth. After more than ten seconds of strange silence, the first disciple jumped out.

"Luo Bochun wants to challenge Black-rank disciple Lin Shen!"

Luo Bochun's actions seemed to have turned on a switch. The next moment, many disciples walked out of the crowd.

"Zhan Binglong wants to challenge Black-rank disciple Lin Shen!"

"Wang Bing wants to challenge Black-rank disciple Lin Shen!"

"Shen Cheng wants to challenge Black-rank disciple Lin Shen!"

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 disciples stood on the platform.

Even though they had expected this, this scene still stunned many people.

Throughout the previous rank challenges, there had never been more than 20 Yellow-rank disciples fighting to challenge the same Black-rank disciple.

The scene surprised many people.

On the high platform, more than 20 challengers stared at Lin Shen with bright eyes.

Not all of them disliked Lin Shen and challenged him out of jealousy.

Most of them were only planning to pick on the weak.

It had only been three months since Lin Shen entered the academy, so they decided he couldn't have exceeded the third level of the Long Breath Stage. He was definitely the weakest Black-rank disciple!

And he was probably the weakest one in history!

Such a candidate would only show up every ten years or so. If they didn't challenge him now, they would waste the opportunity!

"Oh my god! Duan Hao, Cheng Xipeng, Luo Bochun, Zhan Binglong...

None of them have a cultivation level lower than the third level of the Long Breath Stage. What a lineup!"

"After participating in so many rank challenges, this is the first time I've seen such a situation!"

"Lin Shen is in trouble now!"

"Hey, look over there!"

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Another person had jumped onto the high platform.

It was Yan Xing, who had just become a Yellow-rank disciple!

His gaze was like a sharp sword that shot straight at Lin Shen, and his face was filled with unconcealed provocation.

Noticing Yan Xing's gaze, Lin Shen smiled and remained unmoved.

"Why is Yan Xing here too?" Yang Zhongyi frowned.

Su Nian glanced at Yan Xing and frowned. "He probably wants to take revenge for what happened during the exam!"

In a corner of the square.

The tutors watched this with meaningful expressions.

Ke Ya's gaze landed on Lin Shen, and his emotions were slightly complicated.

To be honest, he had a good impression of Lin Shen.

He came from an ordinary background, but he had no lack of hard work and perseverance. His talent was shockingly outstanding. In time, he would definitely have extraordinary achievements.

However, he was dragged into the vortex of the sect's conflict and was pushed onto this stage.

Once Lin Shen lost his spot as a Black-rank disciple, even if he didn't have to worry about his future, a temporary low couldn't be avoided. Ke Ya only hoped that even if Lin Shen hit the bottom, he would be able to get out of it as soon as possible.

After Yan Xing came up, the number of challengers increased to 25.

Looking at the crowd on the stage, the deacon in charge was obviously a little stunned. He had never seen such a situation before.

After a while, the deacon came back to his senses and asked hesitantly, "Which one of you will go first?"

The challengers looked at each other in silence.

It was obvious that no one wanted to give up this rare opportunity. Seeing this, the deacon was about to speak when someone said, "I'l go first!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and realized that it was Yan Xing.

He looked around and swept his cold gaze across the challengers on the stage.

"Any of you have a problem with that?"

The expressions of the group of challengers instantly froze. Many people's eyes flashed with anger, but they couldn't say anything to the object.

They could mock Yan Xing in private, but they didn't dare to offend this direct descendant of the Yan family and Yan Jingren's younger brother..