First Young Master Di’s words echoed across the Battle Platform, leaving everyone utterly stunned.

’To tell his opponent to get lost before the fight even began... what incredible confidence!’

Below the Battle Platform, Second Young Master Di smirked. Today, they were destined to make a name for themselves. A spot in the top ten was guaranteed to be theirs.

Ye Wushuang also stared at First Young Master Di and shook his head. ’The Di Family is just too overconfident,’ he thought. ’They act as if there are no worthy opponents in the Endless Wilderness. They’re bound to pay the price for it eventually!’

On the Battle Platform, First Young Master Di’s arrogant, domineering words instantly ignited the fury smoldering within Yang Dingtian!

"Who the hell do you think you are? You’re courting death!"

No one had ever dared to speak to him like that. A cold glint flashed in Yang Dingtian’s eyes as he shot forward, throwing a punch straight at First Young Master Di.

Terrifying flames clung to his fist, morphing into a great, gaping maw that rushed to engulf First Young Master Di.

"Trying to compete with my Di Family in Fist Techniques? You’re overestimating yourself. Yang Dingtian, First Celestial Pride of the Fiery Sun Sect, you are doomed to fail."

Below the stage, Second Young Master Di let out a cold laugh. The Di Family specialized in deadly and domineering Fist Techniques. For Yang Dingtian to challenge them with his fists was simply asking for humiliation.

"Seven Kills Fist!" On the Battle Platform, First Young Master Di’s fist shuddered, and the Power of Seven Kills surged forth to clash head-on with Yang Dingtian.

First Young Master Di used the Seven Kills Fist for his very first strike, kicking off the match.

The Seven Kills Fist was comparable to a Saint-Level Combat Skill. Seven kills coalesced into a single punch. Just as Ye Wushuang had noted, it was a fist designed for slaughter, and its execution was far superior to the level Third Young Master Di had previously shown.

With a single punch, a Fist Seal shot forward, shattering the very air as it hurtled toward Yang Dingtian’s flaming fist.

BOOM! A violent explosion erupted as the two fists collided. Flames scattered everywhere as the Seven Kills Fist tore through the fiery maw, carrying an absolute killing force as it continued its path toward Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian’s expression darkened, and his eyes glinted with a cold light.

"Get lost!"

First Young Master Di’s Seven Kills Fist was incredibly powerful. After obliterating Yang Dingtian’s flaming fist, he seized the opportunity to press his advantage. He drew his arm back slightly before unleashing another explosive strike.

Seven Fists, Seven Kills. Phantoms of the Killing Fist blotted out the sky, making the very firmament tremble. The brutal, unending killing intent threatened to defeat Yang Dingtian in a single exchange.

Below the Battle Platform, the crowd watched with grave expressions. First Young Master Di’s Seven Kills Fist possessed a supreme Killing Power. They knew that if they were in Yang Dingtian’s place, they would be unable to withstand it.

"The Seven Kills Fist... one punch, one kill, each imbued with deadly intent. First Young Master Di’s power is terrifying. No wonder he’s so arrogant."

The crowd broke into discussion, truly shocked by First Young Master Di’s power.

Yang Dingtian was enraged. He was kicking off the first match; how could he allow himself to be humiliated?

Staring at the incoming fists, firelight erupted from his eyes. He took a step forward and clapped his hands together. A Flame Sword materialized and slashed down violently, blocking the Seven Kills Fist.

At the same time, Yang Dingtian took a great stride, and a torrent of Flame Divine Swords erupted from his body, forming a river of fire that slashed down from above.

BANG, BANG, BANG...

In an instant, the Flame Divine Swords clashed violently with the Seven Kills Fist.

"You! Get the hell down!"

Yang Dingtian’s gaze sharpened. His body transformed into fire, and like a flash of light, he flickered across the boiling sea of flames and slammed a punch into First Young Master Di.

BAM!

First Young Master Di’s body was sent flying off the Battle Platform like a cannonball.

He staggered back several steps, his feet slamming onto the ground outside the Battle Platform, making the earth tremble.

The crowd’s expressions froze in shock. In the end, it was First Young Master Di who had lost.

Second Young Master Di’s face changed as well, the smug smile freezing on his lips. He had been certain of victory, certain they would take first place and sweep away all the so-called geniuses of the Endless Wilderness.

But now, in the very first battle, his strongest brother had been defeated right before his eyes.

The one who got lost wasn’t Yang Dingtian—it was First Young Master Di!

"Senior Brother won!"

The Disciples of the Fiery Sun Sect were ecstatic. The Fiery Sun Sect Master was also all smiles. Yang Dingtian was the pride of their sect; he had truly lived up to everyone’s expectations!

"First match: Yang Dingtian versus First Young Master Di. Yang Dingtian is the victor!"

The giant elder’s voice boomed, announcing the official result.

"How is that possible? I lost in the very first battle... No, it was a sneak attack."

Below the Battle Platform, First Young Master Di looked up at Yang Dingtian, shaking his head in disbelief. His pride couldn’t accept the outcome. ’He must have defeated me with a sneak attack,’ he rationalized. ’That’s the only way.’

"A sneak attack? How ignorant!"

Seeing First Young Master Di’s look of disbelief, the crowd sneered in contempt. ’A loss is a loss. He doesn’t even have the courage to admit it. And he dares call himself a Celestial Pride?’

Hearing their jeers, First Young Master Di’s face flushed crimson. He had boasted in front of everyone that he would defeat Yang Dingtian, but now, he was the one who had been defeated.

He had been so smug and arrogant moments ago, and now he was reaping what he had sown. Who else could he blame?

"Hmph!"

First Young Master Di snorted coldly and began to walk away, his expression resentful. As he passed Ye Wushuang, he said icily, "You’d better hope you don’t face me. Otherwise, I’ll be sure to crush you."

"Crush me?"

Ye Wushuang scoffed. "You get beaten so badly you can’t show your face, and now you’re trying to reclaim your sense of superiority by picking on me?"

At these words, First Young Master Di’s expression turned terrifyingly grim. He stared at Ye Wushuang and snarled, "If you’ve got the guts, get on the Battle Platform. Let’s fight. Do you dare?"

Do you dare?

His words made everyone’s head turn. ’First Young Master Di is challenging Ye Wushuang?’

"You want to challenge me?"

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed.

"That’s right. I, First Young Master Di, am challenging you, Ye Wushuang."

First Young Master Di’s eyes were ice-cold as he spoke, enunciating every word. Losing to Yang Dingtian had cost him his dignity. Now, only by crushing Ye Wushuang could he restore his honor. Otherwise, everyone would just call him an arrogant fool.

"But you... are not qualified!"

Ye Wushuang watched him with a cold smile. As the first-ranked in the assessment, only he had the right to challenge others. No one could challenge him.

"First Young Master Di, you ranked twenty-first in the assessment. Ye Wushuang ranked first. You are not qualified to challenge him."

The giant elder’s voice echoed from the void, reinforcing the point.

First Young Master Di’s mouth fell open. He wanted to say something, but no words came out. His face turned ashen. He wasn’t even qualified to challenge Ye Wushuang. What a humiliation!

"Consider yourself lucky this time."

First Young Master Di gritted his teeth. He shot Ye Wushuang an icy glare and brushed past him to leave. This time, he had been thoroughly disgraced.

Before, the Seven Kills Family had been insufferably arrogant, acting as if there was no one of note in the entire Endless Wilderness. And now, they had lost their very first battle!

It was a disgrace!

He had hoped to regain his honor at Ye Wushuang’s expense, but his assessment rank was only twenty-first. He wasn’t qualified to challenge the first-ranked.

However, just as he had taken a few steps, Ye Wushuang’s figure landed on the Battle Platform. "You may not be qualified to challenge me," he said coldly, "but I can grant you that qualification. I’m giving you a chance. Come and kill me!"

I’m giving you a chance. Come and kill me!

First Young Master Di spun around. Staring at the figure on the Battle Platform, he was momentarily stunned. ’Ye Wushuang is challenging me!’

Everyone else was stunned as well. Ye Wushuang was actually, openly challenging someone at the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer!

As he walked off the stage, Yang Dingtian also narrowed his eyes, his interest piqued.

"Fine! I accept the challenge!"

After a moment of shock, First Young Master Di immediately accepted. An unending coldness brewed in his eyes. ’If Ye Wushuang wants to die so badly, then I’ll grant his wish.’ This battle was about his last shred of dignity; he had to kill Ye Wushuang.