Chapter 144: He Really Is Yi Jian

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: He Really Is Yi Jian

"Thank you!" Violent Fist clasped his fists at Yi Xiaoyao, immensely grateful and thoroughly humbled.

On the Asura Platform, nearly every loser met certain death, yet the man before him had spared his life.

In truth, Yi Xiaoyao’s mercy wasn’t born from a soft heart. He had seen what happened after Fire God killed an opponent with a single punch—no one else dared to step onto the platform.

He needed a fifty-match winning streak to obtain the precious Bright Light Saint Sparrow Demon Pill, so he couldn’t afford to have challengers stop coming halfway through.

"Yi Jian wins!" the referee announced. "Yi Jian, will you fight again?"

Of course, Yi Xiaoyao accepted.

Meanwhile, the people in the stands were filled with regret, kicking themselves for not betting on Yi Jian.

"This Yi Jian defeated Violent Fist in a single punch. He must be a powerful newcomer."

"I’m betting on Yi Jian next!"

The battles continued, and the referee’s voice rang out again and again.

"Yi Jian wins!"

"Yi Jian wins!"

"..."

"Yi Jian, twenty consecutive wins!"

"Yi Jian, thirty consecutive wins!"

With each announcement, those who had bet on Yi Jian grew increasingly excited, shouting his name.

In every match, Yi Xiaoyao defeated his opponent in an instant, and as long as they surrendered, he would not deliver a killing blow.

Even fighters with spectacular records couldn’t last a single move against him.

As a result, even though Yi Xiaoyao wasn’t killing his opponents, people gradually became unwilling to challenge him.

In the end, Yi Xiaoyao reached a thirty-five-match winning streak with zero losses, but no one else would step onto the platform.

"Yi Jian, it seems you’ve completely crushed the spirit of every challenger in your Realm. With no one left to fight, you’ll have to step down," the referee said to Yi Xiaoyao with a smile.

Yi Xiaoyao’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t happy, despite his winning streak. The outcome he had feared most had come to pass.

Seeing that Yi Xiaoyao was reluctant to leave, the referee trotted over. "Mr. Yi Jian, is there anything else?"

"I need the Bright Light Saint Sparrow Demon Pill, so I must win fifty consecutive matches," Yi Xiaoyao stated.

The referee smiled. "Well, you can always come back tomorrow. We will preserve your winning streak."

"Is there any other way I can get that Demon Core today?"

Yi Xiaoyao asked, his brow furrowed. He wanted to get the Bright Light Saint Sparrow Demon Pill as soon as possible, lest any unexpected complications arise from delay.

The referee thought for a moment. "Well, there is one way," he said, "but it’s incredibly difficult."

"Tell me more," Yi Xiaoyao said, his eyes lighting up.

The referee explained, "You could do a ladder match. You’d start at your current Cultivation Realm. For every ten consecutive wins, your opponents’ Cultivation Realm increases by one. For example, after you defeat ten Golden Core Second Realm opponents, your next ten opponents will be from the Golden Core Third Realm, then the Golden Core Fourth Realm, and so on. This continues until you either choose to stop or are defeated."

Once he understood, Yi Xiaoyao did a quick calculation. ’To get fifty consecutive wins in a ladder match, my final opponents will have to be at the Golden Core Sixth Realm.’

"No problem. I’ll do it that way," Yi Xiaoyao agreed after only a moment of consideration.

The referee was startled. "Very well," he said quickly. "Please, sir, go get some rest. We’ll start organizing the challengers for the ladder match immediately."

Yi Xiaoyao nodded and walked into the tunnel leading off the platform. He took off his mask and put his cloak back on.

Then, taking Little Hei with him, he returned to his seat in the stands.

The couple who had mocked Yi Xiaoyao earlier were now in the middle of a heated discussion about Yi Jian, excitedly talking about how much money they’d won betting on him.

When they saw Yi Xiaoyao return, the man sneered, "So, how did it feel to get crushed, kid? Now you understand what I was saying, right? You couldn’t even take a single hit from Yi Jian, yet you were dreaming of a fifty-win streak for the Bright Light Saint Sparrow Demon Pill?"

Yi Xiaoyao shot them a glance and said coolly, "There were so many challengers, all with their identities hidden. How do you know which one I was?"

"Haha, you have to be one of the chumps Yi Jian beat in a single move. Don’t tell me you’re going to claim you *are* Yi Jian?" the man scoffed.

’How conceited,’ Yi Xiaoyao snorted, looking away. He took out a Hidden Spirit Fruit, ate it to replenish his Spiritual Power, and ignored the couple completely.

The man sneered back. "Me, conceited? You’ve got some nerve. If Yi Jian wasn’t sparing his opponents, do you really think you’d still be here putting on this act?"

"Exactly! An aura as powerful as Yi Jian’s isn’t something a guy like you could fake," the woman chimed in, also sneering.

Yi Xiaoyao wasn’t annoyed. ’It’s funny, they think they’re insulting me, but they’re actually praising me. And the idiots don’t even realize it.’

After a short break, the referee reappeared on the Asura Platform and announced loudly to the audience, "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Yi Jian will now challenge the ultimate test: the ladder match! How many consecutive victories can he achieve? Let’s wait and see! Please welcome Mr. Yi Jian!"

"A ladder match!" the crowd exclaimed in shock.

"I remember Fire God holds the record with a thirty-match winning streak in a ladder match. I wonder how many this Yi Jian can win."

"How can you compare Yi Jian to Fire God? Yi Jian is impressive, sure, but he’s nowhere near Fire God’s level."

As a buzz of discussion swept through the stands, the couple beside Yi Xiaoyao watched with strange expressions as he started walking toward the tunnel to the Asura Platform.

"Why is he heading to the Asura Platform? Could it be... he’s actually Yi Jian?" the woman said in astonishment.

The man immediately shot the idea down. "Impossible. That kid’s just addicted to putting on an act. He’s probably still just trying to fool us."

A moment later, Yi Xiaoyao appeared on the Asura Platform, once again wearing the mask and robe.

The couple’s expressions changed drastically, because they realized this Yi Jian walked with the exact same gait as the cloaked young man who had just been sitting beside them.

Just as they were reeling in shock and suspicion, Yi Jian, from his place on the Asura Platform, shot them a meaningful look.

Although his face was hidden by the mask, his eyes were clearly smiling at them.

It might have looked like a simple smile, but to the couple, it was a clear mockery of their own conceited ignorance.

"That guy just now... he really is Yi Jian!"

Everything clicked into place for them. Remembering the things they had said to Yi Xiaoyao, their faces burned with humiliation, flushing red and then turning pale.

On the Asura Platform, Yi Xiaoyao retracted his gaze from the couple and turned to face the challenger approaching him.

"Mr. Yi Jian, in light of your previous performance, we’re giving you credit for defeating the ten challengers of the first tier—the Golden Core Second Realm. You will start with a ten-match win streak, and your next challengers will be from the Golden Core Third Realm..."

Before the referee could finish, Yi Xiaoyao cut him off. "Enough talk. Just send up all the challengers below the Golden Core Sixth Realm at once. It will be much simpler."

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