Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 262: Thirty-Six Names! Ten Days!

As the sixteen rhombus-shaped crystal stones on the testing monument lit up completely, the bustling Martial Arts Square fell into abrupt silence. Even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly!

In the span of two or three blinks, an astonishing uproar erupted like a thunderclap!

"Sixteen... All sixteen crystal stones lit up. Did... Did I see that right?!"

"All sixteen crystal stones lit up! Doesn’t that mean Luo Cheng’s attack power is already comparable to a Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak martial artist?!"

"Too outrageous! Unbelievable! He’s just at the Tongxuan Realm Second Layer Middle Stage. How can his attack power possibly be this strong?! And he awakened a Wasted Martial Soul at that!"

Staring at the dazzling sixteen crystal stones on the testing monument, everyone was dumbstruck, their jaws practically hitting the ground.

Everything before their eyes had gone beyond their comprehension.

Is this what they meant by the phrase, silent for years, only to shock the world with a single strike?

Ren Xiaoguang and several other Crown Prince Hall disciples were also frozen in their spots.

"Look at the rankings!"

A startled exclamation rang out.

Everyone turned their eyes toward the ranking jade, their gazes widening instantly.

On the first column of the ranking jade, the top one hundred disciples’ names shimmered with golden light, high and exalted, representing the pinnacle of honor and strength!

Buzz!

As a surge of golden light rippled, Luo Cheng’s name appeared at the thirty-sixth position!

"Hiss! Luo Cheng made it into the top one hundred! And at thirty-sixth place!"

"This means that his attack power isn’t just at the level of a Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak martial artist—it goes far beyond! It has reached the standard of a top one hundred disciple!"

"Am I dreaming? Someone pinch me."

Even though they witnessed it with their own eyes, the people present still couldn’t believe it, as if trapped in a dream.

Among the top one hundred outer sect disciples, all their cultivations had already reached the Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak!

In their effort to break through to the Awakening Vein Realm, these individuals had honed every aspect of themselves to perfection. Their battle prowess far exceeded that of an ordinary Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak martial artist!

A mere Tongxuan Realm Second Layer Middle Stage martial artist, with a Wasted Martial Soul no less, had attack power reaching the level of a top one hundred disciple, even ranking thirty-sixth!

Could there be anything more surreal in this world?

"How... How did this brat pull it off..."

Even Ren Xiaoguang almost bit his tongue, staring at Luo Cheng’s name with a terrifyingly dark expression.

Up until just now, he hadn’t even taken Luo Cheng seriously!

So what if his attack power reached the level of a Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak? In his eyes, Luo Cheng was still a lowly ant that could be crushed at will—completely insignificant!

But now, things were different. Luo Cheng was ranked thirty-sixth, just like him, a top one hundred disciple!

This reality was hard for the prideful Ren Xiaoguang to accept, and for the first time, his intent to kill burned stronger than ever before!

Luo Cheng gazed at his ranking, his expression remarkably calm.

This punch of his was executed casually—he’d only used one Essence Energy Vortex!

In other words, even without resorting to his Sword Dao Realm or his nine Essence Energy Vortex trump cards, his strength had already reached the level of a top-tier Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak martial artist!

If he unleashed his full strength, Luo Cheng was confident he could charge into the top fifteen, or even the top ten!

"Impossible!!"

Suddenly, an enraged shout exploded in the square, drawing everyone’s attention.

Standing beside Ren Xiaoguang, Li Lie sprang to his feet, pointing at Luo Cheng and roaring madly:

"He’s just at the Tongxuan Realm Second Layer Middle Stage, and his awakened Martial Soul is a Wasted Martial Soul! How can his attack power be so monstrous?! There must be a mistake! Yes, it has to be a mistake!"

"Luo Cheng, do you dare to take the test again?!"

Li Lie’s eyes locked onto Luo Cheng like knives.

Other gazes also converged on Luo Cheng.

They shared the same burning question in their hearts.

Luo Cheng raised an eyebrow and smirked coldly:

"Who do you think you are, ordering me to retake the test?"

"You—!"

Li Lie’s face flushed red with rage, resembling a pig’s liver.

"Enough."

Behind the crystal counter, the white-browed elder in the center recovered his composure and spoke:

"I, as an elder, can vouch that the testing monument is without fault."

"That’s impossible!"

Li Lie bellowed in anger, "How could trash like him become one of the top one hundred disciples..."

"Silence!"

A cold shout from a female elder sitting nearby reverberated, her overwhelming presence crashing down on Li Lie.

Thud!

Li Lie staggered back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The female elder’s voice was icy, "Are you questioning Elder Xue’s judgment? If you continue shouting nonsense, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Fear surged in Li Lie’s heart, and he immediately bowed his fists in submission: "Disciple wouldn’t dare!"

The white-browed elder waved his hand dismissively, glancing at Luo Cheng as he said,

"This is just an initial attack power ranking. It doesn’t fully represent true strength. The final rankings will only be determined after the outer sect competition. What’s true cannot be made false, and what’s false cannot be made true."

"Understood!"

Li Lie didn’t dare utter another word. Instead, he shot Luo Cheng a cold glare and sneered,

"Luo Cheng, I’ll remember today’s debt!"

He simply couldn’t believe that Luo Cheng’s attack power truly matched the standard of the top one hundred disciples!

After all, attack power alone doesn’t define strength!

The humiliation and losses he suffered today wouldn’t be forgotten so easily!

Luo Cheng found the entire display ridiculous and didn’t even bother to respond.

"Tuoba Lie, let’s go," he said.

Uninterested in remaining, Luo Cheng prepared to leave with Tuoba Lie.

As they passed Ren Xiaoguang, the latter suddenly chuckled darkly and said, "Luo Cheng, make sure you don’t die before you face me!"

Luo Cheng stopped in his tracks and cast a glance at Ren Xiaoguang:

"I’ve said it before—you and I are destined to fight!"

With these parting words, Luo Cheng and Tuoba Lie walked further into the distance.

"That guy’s too arrogant!"

Li Lie stepped forward, glaring fiercely at Luo Cheng’s name on the ranking jade: "Senior brother, is his attack power really that strong? Ranked thirty-sixth—if he goes any higher, won’t he catch up to you?!"

"With his talent and realm, that’s highly unlikely. It’s probably due to some secret technique or method that allowed him to unleash such an attack—unsustainable, no doubt."

Ren Xiaoguang analyzed calmly, staring after Luo Cheng with a sinister smile:

"But that’s fine. He doesn’t have many days left to live. When the outer sect competition arrives, it’ll be the day he meets his end!"

A Crown Prince Hall disciple chuckled, "Exactly. With so many experts in our Crown Prince Hall, any one of them could crush him."

Clenching his fists, Li Lie’s eyes gleamed with malice: "I hope these ten days fly by—I can’t wait anymore!"

On the mountain path, Luo Cheng and Tuoba Lie walked side by side.

Tuoba Lie stroked his chin and remarked, "Luo Cheng, those Crown Prince Hall disciples are up to no good. During the outer sect competition, they’ll likely target you! That Ren Xiaoguang especially looks like he wants to devour you whole!"

Luo Cheng understood clearly and smiled calmly:

"If they want to target me, let them come. I’m not some soft persimmon they can squash at will!"