Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 92: Strength Revealed—Qi Blood Erupted, Suppressing

The words of the Coastal Three Brothers made many newcors nearby suppress their small thoughts and nod in agreent.

However, quite a few newcors were snickering.

"What a joke! Making such a decision, as expected of the Three Idiots of the Coastal! To win, you must stop at nothing; of course, at this ti, the choice is to ruthlessly beat the drowning dog!"

"Claiming it’s aboveboard with three against one, truly hypocritical."

"Hahaha... three idiots... and there are still people who agree with them."

"..."

In no ti, dozens more newcors surged onto the stage.

At this mont, Lin Ping’an looked at the overwhelming number of newcors opposite him, and with a thought, the D-level Alloy Long Saber in his hand disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, a knowledgeable newcor opposite imdiately changed their expression slightly.

"A Space Ring? You actually have a Space Ring?"

However, before there was ti to continue speaking, Lin Ping’an interrupted with a cold, indifferent, yet slightly violent tone.

"Once, twice; I’ve already given you two chances, why don’t you cherish them?"

"Do you think my blows are too light, my thods too rciful?"

"Since that’s the case, I’ll give you a lifelong unforgettable lesson."

With those words, he erupted with more than three thousand cards of Qi Blood, instantly suppressing the entire arena.

At the sa ti, terrifying killing intent burst from his body, vaguely forming a Hell Illusion Realm behind him.

At this mont, the eyes of the new students on the stage were filled with terror, and they felt their entire bodies were no longer under their control.

Then, without a word, Lin Ping’an’s figure flashed, and with an extrely terrifying speed, he appeared before all the newcors, swinging his fists, initiating berserk mode.

With one punch, imdiately, a newcor’s chest shattered, spewing fresh blood, flying across the stage.

The remaining newcors, upon witnessing this, trembled all over, wanting to speak, but despairingly realized that even opening their mouths to make a sound was a luxury.

The thirty-fold Qi Blood gap alone was enough to crush them to death.

Coupled with the terrifying killing intent that ford hallucinations, it completely dissolved the will to resist of these newcors.

If it weren’t for Lin Ping’an wanting to establish authority, to give a profound lesson.

These people would have long since been unable to move on the ground, let alone stand like this.

In the next mont.

Lin Ping’an punched repeatedly, shattering the chests of the newcors with lightning speed, spewing blood incessantly, and sending them flying off the stage.

Though the injury wasn’t fatal, and given they’re in the Great Xia Academy with strong individuals watching.

While he couldn’t kill, heavily injuring them for a month or so was no issue.

...Ten...thirty...fifty...

In the blink of an eye, less than three breaths later, the sixty or seventy newcors who had just jumped onto the stage were all heavily injured and flew off the stage.

Then, with eyes carrying hidden killing intent, Lin Ping’an surveyed the entire field, his tone still as always, calm but indifferent.

In addition, it unexpectedly carried a hint of dominance.

"Anyone else? This ti, be prepared to die!"

"I’ve never taken any of you guys seriously."

"But that doesn’t an you can endlessly prance in front of ."

"Whether newcors or seniors, don’t ss with , or else, life and death no longer matter!"

At this mont, a dead silence fell over the crowd; there wasn’t a sound.

Even the Three Idiots of the Coastal, who had just said they would righteously fight three against one, chose not to court death at this juncture.

As long as you weren’t a fool, it was clear that the next one to challenge on stage would face inevitable death.

And those seniors made the sa choice, even though Lin Ping’an’s last words carried a hint of offense and disdain, they had no intention of being the scapegoat.

In martial arts, the strong are revered.

As of now.

For them, Lin Ping’an on the stage was invincible and therefore the strong.

What he said was correct, plain and simple.

On the high platform, all the ntors, deans, and even Principal Qin Ruguo, upon seeing this scene, were not angry. Instead, they nodded in satisfaction, with smiles on their faces,

"Hahaha... very good! Very good! This is exactly what a Martial Artist should be! Without revealing your sharpness, hiding it for too long will only turn you into a literal pig."

"This youngster! Couldn’t hold back revealing his true side!"

"Quickly notify the mbers of the student council, get them to move those heavily injured youngsters down for treatnt."

"Crude yet precise thods, not bad, I approve of him!"

"..."

Regarding the severely injured newcors, they weren’t worried. With their keen eyesight, they naturally could see that Lin Ping’an had already held back.

He wouldn’t cause fatal damage to those newcors, nor would he cripple them.

As for recovering from injuries, to these strong individuals, it wasn’t considered a big deal.

With the constant battles against Exotic Beasts on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, getting severely injured was almost an everyday occurrence.

As long as they weren’t dead or crippled, it was all trivial.

Below the stage, Song Changkong, who had slipped back unnoticed, kept his eyes rolling and couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly.

Too amazing, absolutely never expected that Junior Lin’s abilities were this formidable, even stronger than his.

Additionally, hiding it so deeply, if it weren’t for the active eruption, it was completely undetectable.

How on earth did he manage that?

Really wish to learn this!

It’s simply essential for tricksters.

Must find out, or at least seize an opportunity to inquire about it.

Three breaths later, five breaths, ten breaths, the scene remained silent and still.

Seeing this, Principal Qin Ruguo took a step forward, lightly coughed, and broke the atmosphere.

"Ahem... it seems there are no more newcors ready to continue challenging."

"Therefore, the owner of Villa No.1 this sester will not change anymore."

"Next up, Lin can step down, and other villa challenge battles will continue."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’an nodded, jumping off the stage.

In an instant, the newcors imdiately moved away, silently making way.

Subsequently, without pausing, he walked straight towards the exit.

Wherever he went, whether newcors or seniors, all respectfully stepped aside; no one dared to stop him, nor did anyone dare to provoke trouble.

A mont later, his figure disappeared without a trace.

At this ti, all the students present breathed a sigh of relief.

So terrifying!

Honestly, when Lin Ping’an was here, they were under trendous pressure, not daring to breathe hard.

At this mont, everyone finally summoned the courage to start discussing, and naturally, the center of the topic was about Lin Ping’an.

"Terrifying! Truly terrifying! Who could imagine that Lin Ping’an was not just a hollow champion, but an old six with deep concealnt."

"My god! Just realized! Having such strong abilities right after entering college! This...this...this simply breaks Great Xia’s record!"

"Heavens! Is Lin Ping’an possibly the strongest prodigy in Great Xia’s history? Furthermore, he’s even a Civilization Master! Such prowess, it’s mind-blowing!"

"Utterly illogically strong! I suspect he’s at least Third Grade Peak!"

"..."

On the stage, the referee scanned around and announced again.

"Next match, Song Kerui VS Liu Sibin, both students please co on stage."

However.

After more than ten seconds.

Only one student appeared, while the other remained absent.

"Student Liu Sibin? Student Liu Sibin, please co on stage? Has Student Liu Sibin forfeited?"

The referee, puzzled, called out several tis, deeply confused.

At this mont, a newcor shouted loudly from below.

"Instructor, no need to call, Liu Sibin just ran onto the stage and was sent flying with a punch."

Referee: "..."