Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 795 - 789: The First Battle_1

As the sunlight sprinkled down, the students of Sleeping Dragon Mountain descended the mountain one after another, discussing animatedly, seemingly debating who would secure first place.

On the square, five hundred large arenas floated, covered in formation patterns and exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes. Careful gazing felt like peering through space and time, allowing one to witness the fierce battles of humanity's prodigies across generations. Their terrifying battle intent overflowed, shooting high into the sky and stirring the heart and spirit.

WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH!

When the time was right, Jiang Xuan led the Outer Court tutors, riding immortal light into the air.

"I announce that the second stage of the 'Freshman Grand Contest,' the arena battles, officially begins!"

"The competition rule is a two-person duel!"

"The final prodigy left standing in these arenas will be the 'Freshman King'!"

Jiang Xuan announced loudly, without any preamble. His resounding voice echoed in all the students' ears.

The prodigies ranked in the top one thousand were rubbing their hands. They dreamed of soaring into the sky, defeating all competitors, becoming the 'New King', and making their names known across the world.

"Now, will the participating students please draw your numbers!"

A tutor stepped forward, holding a black box. Formation light flickered around it, preventing anyone from peeking inside. The numbers in the box ranged from one to one thousand. The one who drew number one would duel with the one who drew number one thousand; the one who drew number two would duel with the one who drew number nine hundred and ninety-nine, and so on. The drawing order was based on the rankings from the first stage, from highest to lowest.

Qin Wudao drew first, getting number five!

Next was Xiang Yu, who drew number eighty-seven!

The rest followed in order. By the time everyone had drawn, about an hour had passed.

"Will all students please proceed to the corresponding arenas according to the numbers drawn!" the tutor continued to shout.

It was worth mentioning that the arena battles had no referees, and virtually no rules. On these arenas, aside from not being able to kill, any means could be used until one party conceded or was knocked out of the arena. As for getting enraged and trying to kill an opponent, such a thing was impossible. Who could possibly kill someone in front of tutors who were at least Daluo Golden Immortals, not to mention the presence of an Immortal King?

I wonder who my opponent is! Qin Wudao thought to himself as he leisurely headed towards arena number five.

Soon, he saw his opponent—an old acquaintance.

"Qin Wudao, now that you are without your minions, this Saint Heir wishes to see if your high ranking is genuine or just an undeserved reputation!"

Opposite him, Ning Sui Feng stood straight, holding a sharp sword, his eyes filled with ferocity and a hint of excitement. A burst of Golden Immortal energy erupted from him. In the Tower of Creation, he had used its formative power to break through his shackles, successfully advancing from the peak of Taiyi Earth Immortal to Golden Immortal. This was the source of his confidence to face Qin Wudao.

Ever since Qin Wudao's ascension to the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, he had never fought, so his true combat power was yet to be verified. This led many to believe that Qin Wudao's fighting strength was low and that his fame was mainly due to his subordinates.

"Make your move!" Qin Wudao said coldly, completely disregarding Ning Sui Feng.

His current cultivation had also broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm. Moreover, he was a Golden Immortal martial artist at the Innate Spirit Being level, comprehending the Kingly Dao, and proficient in dozens of laws such as the Soul Law, the Tiantian rule, the Curse Law, and the Sword Dao rule...

"Kill!" Ning Sui Feng shouted, raising his battle sword. Strands of profound Sword Qi erupted and slashed outwards.

The Sword Qi was incredibly fast! In the blink of an eye, it enveloped Qin Wudao.

Even so, Qin Wudao's expression remained calm. He didn't move an inch. His Emperor's Eyes flashed briefly, as vast as a sea of stars, shooting out two golden beams that annihilated everything.

CRACK!

The Sword Qi shattered.

After destroying the Sword Qi, the power of his gaze did not diminish. It shot towards Ning Sui Feng with lightning speed.

"What?" Ning Sui Feng was aghast. My all-out attack can't even match a single glance?

Without hesitation, he fully mobilized his immortal qi and activated his Xuan Turtle Armor. The divine turtle roared, its shadow multiplying to form thousands of protective layers, like wearing a massive turtle shell.

BANG!

The beams from his eyes landed on the Xuan Turtle Armor. All the protective barriers shattered, instantly turning to nothing, ceasing to exist. The immense impact force caused Ning Sui Feng's internal qi and blood to churn, his blood vessels to burst, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. His body flew backward uncontrollably and fell outside the arena.

Dust billowed, and fresh blood dyed the ground, a particularly glaring sight. Ning Sui Feng lay in the pool of blood, his eyes filled with fear, his face deathly pale. The clothing on his chest was torn, revealing the Xuan Turtle Armor, which emitted a faint blue light and was wreathed in the glow of a precious treasure. However, on this exquisite piece of armor, comparable to a work of art, there were now two black spots, as if seared by intense fire.

"GASP!"

"Defeating a martial artist of the same realm with a single glance!"

"What's most astounding is that he even damaged the seventh-level Immortal Treasure, Xuan Turtle Armor!"

As leading contenders for the championship, the battle between Qin Wudao and Ning Sui Feng naturally attracted considerable attention. Everyone was shocked upon seeing the outcome of the fight.

Even Jiang Xuan was no exception!

It seems the world has greatly underestimated Qin Wudao! Jiang Xuan thought to himself. The world knew that the subjects of the Qin Dynasty were formidable, but they didn't realize that Qin Wudao, who ruled them, was even more monstrous.

...

"Break!"

On arena number eighty-seven, Xiang Yu was fighting a prodigy from a Great Thousand World. This prodigy was not weak, having reached the mid-stage Golden Immortal Realm. But it was obvious he was no match for Xiang Yu. He was beaten back repeatedly and, after more than a dozen rounds, fell from the arena, becoming the second person to be eliminated. His rank was fixed at nine hundred and ninety-ninth!

Seeing Qin Wudao and Xiang Yu swiftly defeat their opponents, Ji Huangdao grew impatient. "Die by this Crown Prince's hand!" he roared. A malicious glint flashed in his eyes, and with his hands shimmering with golden light, he struck out forcefully.

BOOM!

A thousand-foot royal seal descended from high above, pressing down. The aura of the Kingly Dao permeated the air, like an invincible sovereign suppressing the world.

"I con—"

Under the royal seal, a prodigy from a Middle Thousand World turned pale as paper, terrified, his soul trembling. He was just about to concede when he was crushed onto the arena. Blood splattered, and the prodigy's immortal body was like shattered ceramic, covered with cracks. His injuries were severe, and his breathing was faint.

"Hmph!" Ji Huangdao sneered, his black hair whipping about, his eyes filled with arrogance. Anyone watching who didn't know better might have thought he had just vanquished a great enemy of the human race!

"This Crown Prince Ji is truly petty, treating his fellow students so harshly!"

The prodigies witnessing this frowned.

"Quickly take him away for treatment!" Jiang Xuan commanded, somewhat displeased, but said no more. After all, Ji Huangdao hadn't dealt a fatal blow. The arena rules forbade killing, but not injuring.

But usually, when there was a significant disparity in strength, combatants would deliberately hold back, focusing on knocking their opponent off the stage rather than forcefully crushing them. Like Qin Wudao and Xiang Yu, they had both merely knocked their opponents off the stage.

Time flew by.

More and more arenas concluded their battles.

Song Tianming, Ba Tu, Duan Jianghe, Wang Denglin, Qi Meng Die, and others all advanced one after another.

A quarter of an hour later, the first round of arena battles ended.