Top-Tier Superpower Student-Chapter 602 - 574: Defeating the Enemy with One Punch

When Lin Tian went to sleep that night, he purposely remained vigilant, but nothing happened. The next morning at seven, the competition began, starting with the drawing of lots ceremony.

Lin Tian drew the Xiang Yongsheng Sect, and facing him in combat was none other than the sect leader himself, Xiang Yongsheng.

The sect leader himself was fighting? Lin Tian was taken aback; wasn't this supposed to be a competition between disciples? Why was the sect leader participating?

Upon closer inspection, he realized that there were only eight members in the Xiang Yongsheng Sect. The sect leader, Xiang Yongsheng, was merely a half-step away from solidifying the mirror, a level of strength. The fact that someone only halfway to solidifying the mirror would dare to establish a sect was madness; weren't they afraid of becoming a laughingstock?

In total, sixty-four individuals, thirty-two matches, but there were only ten stages. The matches were divided into three batches, and Lin Tian was in the first batch, fighting on stage five.

Lin Tian stepped onto the platform first. There was no referee on the platform, but it was common knowledge that the match would stop at the slight sign of a victory and that malicious injuries were forbidden.

All around, figures who were sect leaders sat, and Lin Tian even spotted the Dragon Emperor who didn't seem the least bit worried as he was currently chatting with a few others.

Some stages already had both fighters present and had begun their battles. Within a minute, some had already determined a victor.

As Lin Tian's opponent was late, he was growing impatient waiting.

After another five minutes, half of the stages had declared winners. Xiang Yongsheng, the sect leader of Xiang Yongsheng Sect, surrounded by seven disciples, approached slowly.

Xiang Yongsheng was extremely smug, and he had his disciples shout out slogans that were so exaggerated they were laughable.

"Xiang Yongsheng Sect, with limitless magical power, invincible in attack, unbeatable in battle!"

"Xiang Yongsheng Sect, dominating the central plains, with vast divine skills and boundless magical forces!"

"Xiang Yongsheng Sect, with magical power without bounds, blessed with immortal fortune, life as long as the heavens!"

Among the chanting of his disciples, a man in his forties wearing red clothes slowly made his appearance.

He was the sect leader of Xiang Yongsheng Sect, Xiang Yongsheng himself.

He had no idea why he chose to wear red clothes, especially those that were styled like the clothing from the Republic of China era, resembling what 'February Red' would wear.

The key point being that 'February Red' was handsome, which made the style look good on him. But a middle-aged, portly uncle donning a red outfit was simply an eyesore to behold.

It was unbearable to watch!

The Xiang Yongsheng Sect had only been established this year, nestled away in the poor mountain regions of Ningxia within Huaxia. There were hardly any superpowered individuals in that area. After awakening his superpower, Xiang Yongsheng defeated everyone within a hundred-mile radius, claiming invincibility and thus founding his own sect. Now, he wanted to expand his sect, and this was his first battle since leaving the mountain area. He was full of confidence.

"Hello everyone, I am Xiang Yongsheng, the sect leader of Xiang Yongsheng Sect. I have come here to claim first place, hahaha...!"

"Xiang Yongsheng Sect, with limitless magical power, invincible in attack, unbeatable in battle!"

..., ....

His mere seven disciples shouted slogans again, boosting Xiang Yongsheng's ego as he laughed heartily. However, the surrounding crowd looked on with disdain, treating Xiang Yongsheng as a mere clown.

Unaffected by everyone's scorn, Xiang Yongsheng stepped onto the platform, standing face to face with Lin Tian.

Lin Tian finally had his opponent before him, fists clenched, ready to strike.

"Hold on," Xiang Yongsheng interjected.

"Young man, I can see you're still quite young and no match for me. If I make a move, I'll surely hurt you. How about you admit defeat and join my sect instead? I'll teach you properly. What do you say?"

Lin Tian sneered coldly. Observing that Xiang Yongsheng's legs were unsteady and his Qi Force inconsistent, he knew that the man wasn't even fit to lace his boots. Yet now, he had the audacity to offer to teach Lin Tian; the man was clearly out of his mind.

"Teach me? You're not worthy."

A flash of anger crossed Xiang Yongsheng's eyes. "How dare you speak to me this way, young man? I offer to teach you out of kindness and you insult me. Do you realize that back where I come from, many wish to speak to me and I do not even give them the time of day? There are many who try to bribe me with hefty sums just for me to teach them a thing or two, which I refuse. And today, when I offer to teach you, you dare to reject me. This is the first time in my life I have been turned down."

Inadvertently, he had revealed the fact that he was a country bumpkin—nowadays, who bribes with coins? Even offering cash in small bills was unusual, as most transactions are done with cards!

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Lin Tian asked with a smile, "Do you know what 'biting off more than you can chew' means?"

"What... what's that, biting off more than you can chew?"

Xiang Yongsheng seemed to hear this idiom for the first time and didn't understand its meaning. He turned to his seven disciples, who shook their heads indicating they too were clueless.

He inquired, "What do those four words you just said mean?"

Lin Tian didn't answer him. Instead, he threw a punch directly at him.

"Damn it, you little sneak, how dare you launch a surprise attack!"

He quickly channeled his superpower, conjuring the illusion of a giant elephant above his head.

The massive elephant was a phantom made of a conglomerate of superpower energy that could fight independently and was far deadlier than a real elephant.

"Kill!"

He roared, and the elephant trumpeted to the sky, its trunk lashing out, aiming to crush Lin Tian.

Compared to the elephant's massive size, Lin Tian was minuscule. In terms of sheer size, there seemed to be no comparison.

Yet everyone present, aside from Xiang Yongsheng, could see that Lin Tian's strength was far superior to that of the elephant.

Only Xiang Yongsheng himself believed he could win.

His small fist collided harshly with the giant elephant trunk, and Lin Tian's fist met with almost no resistance. The entire elephant swiftly dissipated into thin air, and Xiang Yongsheng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, landing firmly on the ground with his backside.

"You... how are you so... strong...!" he pointed at Lin Tian incredulously, shouting unwillingly.

"Delusions of grandeur!"

This was the only response he received.

However, Xiang Yongsheng did not understand it.

Lin Tian stepped down from the arena while Xiang Yongsheng was rescued by several disciples, slinking away in defeat.

Soon, the competition for the twenty disciples concluded, and the second group stepped up.

Among this group, there was one person Lin Tian paid particular attention to; that person was Huo Shaotian, Lin Tian's formidable rival.

Lin Tian watched from below, hoping to discern Huo Shaotian's techniques, but to Lin Tian's disappointment, the disciple who faced Huo Shaotian was exceedingly weak. Huo Shaotian took only two punches to defeat him, leaving Lin Tian no closer to grasping Huo Shaotian's true strength.

Though he hadn't figured out Huo Shaotian's capabilities, Lin Tian noticed another unexpected contender—Bei Kun, a disciple of Beidou Palace. In a match against Fang Hailong from the Five Elements Sect, he astonishingly needed only two moves to secure victory over Fang Hailong. The Five Elements Sect was a major sect second only to the Lièyàn Sect and Heavenly Sword Sect. Fang Hailong was no ordinary individual; he had a narrow defeat at the hands of Huo Shaotian three months ago, and his strength ranked just below Huo Shaotian.

With merely two moves, Bei Kun defeated him, his strength causing astonishment, no lesser than Huo Shaotian's, and perhaps even on par with Lin Tian.

It was just that Bei Kun's attire was impenetrably mysterious; he was cloaked all in black, a wide-brimmed hat shading his face, black strands hanging beneath, and his hands ensconced in black gloves. His feet were adorned with black combat boots, not a patch of skin exposed.

Moreover, Bei Kun's stature was quite petite, roughly 1.65 meters in height, resembling a woman's.

Lin Tian was somewhat puzzled. Bei Kun seemed to be a tougher opponent than Huo Shaotian; why hadn't the Dragon Emperor mentioned his name?

Lin Tian hastily looked up information on Bei Kun; the records suggested that Bei Kun was an inconspicuous disciple with unremarkable strength, garnering little attention.

Could it be that he was an underdog, here to make a name in one resounding victory after biding his time and secretly gathering strength?

Bei Kun's arrival amazed not only Lin Tian, but others were also astonished, buzzing with discussions about him.

"This Bei Kun is so strong, he even defeated Fang Hailong."

"Yes, but I had heard that Bei Kun wasn't anything special, how did he suddenly become this powerful?"

"I too heard that this Bei Kun wasn't particularly strong."

"I saw Bei Kun three years ago, he had a broad and round figure, easily 1.9 meters tall, but having not seen him for three years, he now looks like a woman in physique."

"Maybe he practiced some disgraceful sorcery, or awakened some strange superpower that increased his strength, but altered his physique and appearance."

"Right, look at him all dressed in black, maybe he's become something inhuman, like a ghost."

…, ….

The crowd's discussions were a wild mix of theories; Lin Tian heard a lot but felt that their speculations were a bit too fanciful.

Even if he couldn't make sense of Bei Kun, one thing was certain.

This Bei Kun was definitely not normal.

Perhaps he was a dark horse, or perhaps...!

The disciples discussed fervently, but the sect leaders and sect masters stayed calm and seated, not uttering a word, as if Bei Kun's performance didn't affect them in the slightest.

The competition continued, with two matches left. One of them was between Jian Cangsheng and an ordinary disciple.

Jian Cangsheng wielded a sword; he had no superpower and practiced a set of Sword Dao.

Lin Tian had wanted to see Jian Cangsheng's sword techniques, but just like with Huo Shaotian, Jian Cangsheng didn't need to draw his sword. With a single kick, he sent the other disciple flying, advancing to the next round.

After the first round of competition, the top thirty-two were selected, and the second round commenced.

It was still a draw, and Lin Tian's opponent was a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, Chen Long.

Chen Long, twenty-five years old, was all sinew and muscle. His superpower was simply that his fists were incredibly hard. Using his fists to battle, he was also strong, but when compared to Lin Tian, he fell short.

Lin Tian did not activate his superpower and launched a punch.

Chen Long threw a punch as well. He had great confidence in his fists, believing in their power over anyone's.

But when facing Lin Tian, it was his misfortune.

Boom!

Their fists collided fiercely, producing a muffled sound. Lin Tian stood unshaken, while Chen Long was forced six steps back. Immense power surged into his body, and with a mouthful of fresh blood, he was defeated with that single move.

"So strong, I concede defeat wholeheartedly," Chen Long said, fist to palm in salute.

"You're not bad yourself, a real man," Lin Tian modestly replied.