They Were Reborn And Said I Am The Savior

The stadium was electrified, reaching an absolute fever pitch!

No one had expected that Lin Daotian, who had not shown any of his skills before, actually possessed a Tier 10 strength!

That was two levels higher than the other prodigy, Leng Qingyue…

With even just one level higher, there would be a clear advantage!

Now that he was two levels above, defeating Leng Qingyue was not impossible. No wonder she always regarded him as a rival!

He had this level of strength!

Among the excited crowd, one person looked shocked and dejected, in a bad mood—Zhang Kuang.

He was completely thrown off, his eyes bloodshot as he exclaimed, “No way! Lin Daotian… how could he be at Tier 10? We all used genetic enhancement serums, yet he doesn’t even have a proper summon. How can he be so strong? Explain this to me! What is going on?”

His friend next to him was shaken so much that his head nearly fell off.

“Brother Zhang, I don’t know either! If you ask me, who should I ask?”

“Stop shaking! My neck is going to break!”

…

After a while, Zhang Kuang finally recovered, staring at the familiar figure in the arena, refusing to admit defeat. “Hmph! Lin Daotian, even if you’ve reached Tier 10, you are still no match for Qingyue! She will absolutely defeat you! Just wait—soon, I’ll surpass you too!”

In the arena, Leng Qingyue watched Lin Daotian, who was exuding confidence, and her eyes gleamed with sharpness.

As expected, you’ve reached Tier 10.

You are even stronger than before, having already reached the pinnacle of Tier 10, ready to break through to the Bronze level at any moment.

With such strength, you can completely sweep away all the other candidates!

But thankfully, I was prepared in advance; I will not lose this time.

Lin Daotian, I hope you’re ready!

Due to the noise of the crowd, it took five or six minutes for things to quiet down.

Only then did the referee announce that the duel would officially begin.

Everyone held their breath, eyes wide, intently focused on the center of the arena, not wanting to miss a single moment.

Leng Qingyue was also concentrating, adjusting herself to reach her peak condition.

She was also observing Lin Daotian, looking for any weaknesses in him. Only by finding an opening could she seize the advantage and increase her chances of victory.

However, since stepping onto the stage, Lin Daotian had remained calm and composed, showing no unnecessary movements.

It seemed like there were weaknesses everywhere, yet there were no weaknesses at all, leaving her with no way to attack.

“I can’t be impatient! Lin Daotian is very strong, and I will only have one or two chances to strike. I must seize those opportunities if I want to defeat him! I’ve waited this long; I can’t rush it!”

Leng Qingyue secretly encouraged herself, continuing to calmly observe her opponent.

As neither side made a move for a while, the audience began to grow impatient, urging the two of them to act quickly.

Fortunately, the host, experienced enough, smiled and said, “Dear viewers, please don’t be anxious! Do you think battles between masters are that simple? Let me tell you, in battles between masters, victory or defeat can happen in an instant! Every move determines the outcome! Once a mistake is made, it can lead to eternal damnation!”

“So, before they make a move, they will carefully observe each other, and only when the timing is right will they strike. When they do, it will be thunderous and decisive, determining not just victory or defeat, but life and death! So, dear audience, please give these two talents some time. They will surely bring you a fantastic performance!”

With the host’s reassurance, everyone calmed down.

However, Leng Qingyue in the arena was feeling increasingly unsettled.

She couldn’t tell if it was her imagination, but she felt that Lin Daotian now seemed much stronger and more mysterious than he had before.

With her current strength, if she gave it her all, she might have a 50-60% chance of defeating Lin Daotian from before.

Yet, she found it difficult to shake the current Lin Daotian at all.

“No way! Why do I feel this way?”

“I’ve been reborn and thoroughly studied Lin Daotian! Coupled with my efforts during this time, my strength has far surpassed my previous self. Why can’t I win?”

“Could it be that my inner demons are at play?”

“That’s it! It must be! I’ve long lived in Lin Daotian’s shadow, and whenever I face him, I feel uncertain and think I can’t win against him!”

“So, I need to calm down, eliminate these inner demons, and only then can I defeat Lin Daotian!”

It seemed Leng Qingyue had found an explanation. She silently recited a calming mantra to dispel her distracting thoughts.

As time passed, the audience grew impatient once more.

“It’s been so long! Why hasn’t there been a move yet?”

“I’ve gone to pee twice already!”

“How long do we have to wait for this to finally get started?”

…

The host once again explained, “Dear audience friends, please don’t be anxious! At this moment, Leng Qingyue and Lin Daotian are observing each other’s energy flow. Whoever cracks first will find it easier to lose! This final match determines their future, so of course, they must be cautious!”

The audience calmed down again and watched patiently.

However, Leng Qingyue was growing a bit impatient.

As she observed, she vaguely saw the invincible figure of Lin Daotian from before.

Back then, he had broken free from Earth, challenging the myriad races, winning every battle he faced, undefeated in a hundred contests. His power was overwhelming!

His name was a taboo; his presence was a forbidden zone.

Where his gaze fell, all were subjects.

Where he walked, all became his domain.

Anyone who resisted, disobeyed, or refused to kneel turned to cosmic dust!

Though Lin Daotian seemed weak now, he still gave her that feeling.

Leng Qingyue shook her head vigorously. “No! I can’t wait any longer! If I wait any longer, I won’t even have the courage to draw my sword! Now is the time! I must draw my sword! Lin Daotian, take my sword… Moon Slayer!”

With a sharp sound, Leng Qingyue drew her divine sword for the first time.

The sword light was silvery-white, as beautiful as moonlight, yet it contained a surging and fierce sword intent, transforming into a crescent moon that sliced toward Lin Daotian.

In the VIP section, the Sword King clapped his hands immediately. “Good sword! The sword intent is solid, and the killing intent is chilling! Even if a Bronze-level warrior encounters it, they would suffer! Looks like I’m winning this bet!”

The Dragon King remained calm. “Not necessarily!”

In the arena, Lin Daotian looked at the rushing sword intent and smiled happily.

“What a fine move, Moon Slayer! Leng Qingyue, you didn’t disappoint me! In that case, I won’t hold back!”

His right hand tightened into a fist and he threw a punch!

“Boom!”

The punch sounded like a silver pot bursting, thunder crashing, even causing the air itself to tremble.

The surging sword intent instantly crumbled under this punch.

However, this was not the end. After dispersing the sword intent, the punch continued to push forward, crashing through like a truck, unstoppable and fearless!