"No need to lift a hand?"

Upon hearing Lin Chen's arrogant words, everyone's face revealed a trace of mockery.

The Ghost Head Saber of the Shi family had a reputation in the ancient martial world; not only could it chop people, it could also tear apart their souls.

Moreover, Shi Lei was a True Yuan realm powerhouse, so the strength he displayed was certainly even stronger.

"Without lifting a hand, do you plan to kill him with your gaze?"

The people around watched Lin Chen with mocking eyes. At such a close distance and still not dodging, this kid was doomed.

At that moment, golden light surged in Lin Chen's eyes, as he unleashed the Soul Capturing Technique instantaneously.

Just as Shi Lei's Ghost Head Saber was about to fall, suddenly his face changed drastically, his whole body stiffened, and his expression turned ugly.

The next scene stunned everyone.

Shi Lei dropped the Ghost Head Saber with a clang on the ground and knelt before Lin Chen.

With regret in his eyes, he confessed with a face full of remorse, "I was wrong, Mr. Lin. I should not have been deluded and lusted after Hu Xiaxia."

"I wanted to defeat you, then put a love potion in her drink during dinner tonight and drag her into the wilderness...!"

The things Shi Lei continued to say were simply disgraceful, and as he spoke, Shi Lei actually began to cry, stretching out his hand to repeatedly slap his own face.

"This Shi Lei is so despicable!"

"He's actually so malicious, intending to harm my goddess."

At this moment, Hu Xiaxia's gaze sharpened, realizing it was the Soul Capturing Technique. She suddenly realized she had been fooled and that someone with such a powerful Soul Capturing Technique could not have been captured by her.

"Damn it! How dare this scoundrel mess with me,"

At that moment, Hu Xiaxia, furious, stormed over to Shi Lei, unleashing her anger on him.

"You scoundrel, you bastard."

"Bang!"

Hu Xiaxia actually kicked Shi Lei, sending him flying.

Hearing the sound of Shi Lei's ribs breaking on his chest, everyone involuntarily gasped. This guy probably wouldn't be able to participate in the upcoming martial arts competition anymore.

"This guy is too strong; he really defeated Shi Lei with just a glance without lifting a hand."

More people fearfully set their eyes on Lin Chen, feeling apprehensive.

Just then, Lin Chen suddenly spotted two familiar figures; it was Zhao Xiaohua and Tang Bao'er.

"Master!" Tang Bao'er ran over to Lin Chen excitedly.

Seeing this scene caused numerous men to feel frustrated, such a beautiful woman actually calling Lin Chen "Master."

Lin Chen, seeing them both, was also stunned, "How did you two get here?"

Zhao Xiaohua smiled faintly, "In the three-year agreement, you just focus on dealing with Bai Ling, and leave those small fries to us!"

Right then, the square erupted into commotion, and a stretched Cadillac drove to the center of the square.

"My goodness, which power has so much style? To actually drive up to the square."

To know, the whole Kunlun Mountains were already under martial law, all vehicles had to be parked below the mountain, and no driving up was permitted, yet this Cadillac drove up, definitely carrying a VIP.

The car door opened, and as a person descended from the car, the crowd exclaimed in surprise.

"It's the Sword Sect!"

The Sword Sect in South Sea Sword Mountain, was a major sect on par with Kunlun.

"Xiao Jian!" Zhang Yu stared at the person descending from the car and inhaled sharply.

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the young man stepping out of the car; this young man bore no aura of a powerhouse, but was surrounded by a chilling Sword Intent.

With every step he took, waves of Sword Intent emanated from Xiao Jian, giving an intimidating sensation.

"This kid seems to have gotten stronger," Xu Ye said in surprise.

The Sword Sect has a thousand-year tradition of swordsmanship, and its chief disciple, Xiao Jian, is the leader among the young generation.

In the newly released ranking of newcomers, Xiao Jian is ranked second, only next to Bai Ling, who is ranked first.

This time, Lin Chen's only opponent is Bai Ling. It's unknown what kind of opportunity this guy has encountered, but his strength has improved so rapidly that he has abruptly become the top newcomer.

Just then, the air suddenly turned cold, and a chill surged, making everyone shiver uncontrollably.

"This is..."

Lin Chen's gaze slightly hardened as he looked up towards the gate of the Kunlun Mountains.

The source of this cold air was exactly there.

A figure flashed from the gate.

"Bai Ling!"

A wave of exclamations erupted among the crowd.

"True Yuan realm, he's actually reached the True Yuan realm! How could Bai Ling's power have grown this strong?"

All the geniuses on the square were shockingly observing the figure as cold as ice.

Bai Ling's gaze swept over everyone, and in an instant, a chilling wind struck, making many feel as though their blood had frozen.

"What terrifying coldness."

Even in Zhang Yu's eyes, a hint of seriousness appeared, "Lin Chen, it seems you're in big trouble this time. This kid has actually advanced to the True Yuan realm."

Bai Ling's gaze swept over everyone and finally rested on Lin Chen.

A cold smile crossed his lips.

Lin Chen's eyes fixed on Bai Ling, their gazes locked, neither yielding to the other.

Everyone knew about the three-year agreement between Bai Ling and Lin Chen, and many sighed quietly seeing the two of them face off.

Although Lin Chen was strong, Bai Ling's power was even greater, so much so that it was almost unbelievable.

"Ants!" Bai Ling finally uttered these two devastating words softly.

"What? Did he just call us ants?"

A wave of angry voices rose from the crowd.

Although many were resentful, they were helpless in the face of absolute power.

Bai Ling stood at the gate and bowed to everyone, saying solemnly, "Everyone, welcome to the grand competition of Kunlun. I am here on my master's behalf to greet everyone. Please follow me into the mountains."

With that, Bai Ling turned and walked towards the gate.

Entering the arena, Lin Chen was deeply shaken.

The arena, steeped in history, emanated an ancient aura and a palpable killing intent.

Despite its age, the arena still bore many traces of modern technology; the ground made of high-tech molecules was exceptional both in hardness and resistance to impact.

The whole arena was majestic, with several stages standing tall.

Each stage hosted a referee, each emanating a formidable aura.

"They've actually invited people from the Psychic Alliance for this competition," Xu Ye said, somewhat surprised.

Accompanied by a series of prolonged bell chimes, the noise below suddenly quieted down.

At that moment, a figure gracefully landed on the main platform, it was none other than the Real Void.

The Real Void glanced over the geniuses and spoke lightly, "Welcome to Kunlun, everyone. You must all be aware of the rewards for this competition. Our Kunlun has a thousand-year heritage, and I am getting older. I hope that among you, someone will take up my mantle and become the new Sect Leader of Kunlun. Now, I declare the competition to begin."

Finally, it started. Lin Chen looked towards Bai Ling, who stood proudly not far away, "No matter how strong you are, I will defeat you today."