Top-Tier Superpower Student

"Godslayer Sword!"

"What a domineering name!"

"This sword is so sharp, it deserves the name of Godslayer!"

"Hahahahaha…!"

Lin Tian held the Godslayer Sword, felt its sharpness, and compared it. Previously, he had felt that Gan Yi's "Flying Dragon Sword" was immensely powerful, but next to his own "Godslayer Sword," it was nothing.

With the Godslayer Sword in hand, he felt as though he had the whole world at his disposal. Even if a Condensing Mirror powerhouse came at him, Lin Tian was absolutely confident he could bring them down under his sword.

With a sword in hand, I have the world!

Latterly, he found a solid steel rod to test the sharpness of the Godslayer Sword.

He hardly exerted any force, merely relying on the speed of free fall, and gently chopped down on the steel rod.

The diameter of the steel rod was about five centimeters, and it was easily sliced by the Godslayer Sword.

It was actually severed.

"Cutting iron as if it were mud" are words used to describe the sharpness of a blade, but these words are an exaggeration. To date, Huaxia hasn't produced a single sword capable of cutting iron as if it were mud. Even the sword used by King Goujian could only cut through a sheet of paper.

But the Godslayer Sword did it, it truly did cut iron as if it were mud, and this was not an exaggeration, but a fact.

"Hahahahaha…!"

He held the Godslayer Sword and was even happier than if he had tripped over and found a nugget of gold. Even sleeping at night hugging the Godslayer Sword brought him a smile broader than if he slept with his wife!

The next day, as soon as Lin Tian opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to look at the Godslayer Sword in his hands. Following that, he caressed the entire length of the Godslayer Sword, stored it in the 'Taotie System,' washed his face, had breakfast, and then proceeded to the second competition.

"Tian, why are you so happy? Did you find a treasure?" Huo Shaotian asked, seeing Lin Tian's beaming face but not understanding the reason.

Lin Tian replied, "No, just had a beautiful dream."

The Godslayer Sword was a treasure of the era, and Lin Tian could not just talk about it and show it off to anyone.

"To be this happy from a dream, Tian, you're unbeatable now. How about your injuries from yesterday?"

"All healed, long since healed, look, I'm in great shape!" Lin Tian, like a gorilla, slapped his chest.

"What about you, how are your injuries?"

"After drinking your potion, strangely, my injuries healed instantly. Where did you get such an effective potion?"

"Hahaha, as long as it works." Following that, Lin Tian pulled out five healing potions and said, "Here, I'll give you five more."

Huo Shaotian hesitated for a moment but accepted them anyway, "Hahaha, thanks Tian!"

…, ….

Latterly, sixty-three contestants were taken to the entrance of a valley.

Originally, there were sixty-four participants in the competition, but Xiang Yongsheng, who fought against Lin Tian in the first round, got punched and injured. Other disciples would have been treated by their Sect, but since Xiang Yongsheng was a Sect Master himself and no one cared for his injuries, he couldn't participate in today's second round.

As everyone expected, the first place would likely be between Lin Tian and Bei Kun, the vast majority of the disciples here were just making up the numbers.

But no one gave up, as every disciple represented their Sect, and giving up would bring shame upon them.

A person announced the competition rules to the sixty-three disciples.

"This valley in front of you is called Death Valley. Inside, there are fierce beasts and evildoers. These evildoers, whom we captured for their incorrigible crimes and who murder without blinking, can be freely killed by you once you enter the valley. However, these evildoers are not weak; more than half of them are powerful Practitioners on the verge of the Condensing Mirror stage. They have lived in Death Valley for a long time and know the terrain well. You must be cautious, or else you might also be killed by these evildoers and the fierce beasts."

"Each evildoer has an iron chain around their neck with a white stone attached. Once you enter the valley, for each evildoer you kill, take the white stone as proof. After ten hours, you will exit the valley. For each white stone submitted, you will score a point. Adding on yesterday's competition, whoever has the most points will be the final winner."

"Remember, in the valley, you must not kill each other for the white stones in your fellows' hands. We will send ten powerful Condensing Mirror practitioners to patrol the valley. If anyone is found killing each other, the lighter punishment will be amputation of an arm and expulsion from the competition, the severer, immediate death as an example to others!"

"Did you all understand?"

"Understood!" everyone shouted together.

"Enter the valley."

Following that, the sixty-three contestants gradually walked into Death Valley.

…, ….

Just entering the valley, there was only one main path, with canyons on both sides. The canyons were covered with trees, flowers, and grass. The autumn wind was gentle, and bursts of floral scent wafted over, greatly soothing.

The roads here were all overgrown with green moss, grass, and wildflowers, suggesting they were seldom traveled. Its natural and subtle beauty alone, with just a bit of development, would surely make it a tourist hotspot.

"Such a beautiful valley, why is it called Death Valley!"

Lin Tian was secretly puzzled and pondered in his heart.

After walking more than a mile into the valley, the canyon diverged to both sides and eventually disappeared, presenting a vast, dense forest with many branching paths, where everyone spread out and went their own ways.

At this time, those who were alone did so either because they were strangers to each other, or because their purpose in entering the valley wasn't tourism, but to kill evildoers. If two people walked together and encountered an evildoer, joining forces to kill the evildoer would raise the question of who actually made the kill.

Even though Lin Tian and Huo Shaotian were sworn friends, they each chose a different path just to avoid any disputes over sharing the credit, which could hurt everyone's harmony.

The forest was extremely dense, overgrown with weeds. The deeper they went into it, the paths under their feet gradually became indiscernible, untouched by human exploitation, much like remote primeval woods.

After progressing another kilometer, Lin Tian finally understood why this place was called Death Valley!

Because he saw a black wolf with glowing eyes, weaving through the jungle and fiercely pouncing toward him.

"Holy smokes, it's huge!"

He exclaimed as the massive wolf, the size of a calf and half again as large as any steppe wolf he had seen, appeared extremely fierce, as if it were a demon!

Wolves generally move in packs, so Lin Tian quickly looked around to see if there were other wolves in support, but fortunately, for some unknown reason, this wolf was acting alone.

Lin Tian was now a half-step Condensation Mirror pinnacle expert and not afraid, even if this wolf had become a demon!

The huge wolf rapidly closed in, leaping through the air with its claws extended and fangs bared, savagely lunging at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian snorted coldly, activating his superpower Heaven's Punishment, holding a Thunder Whip in his hand, his body surrounded by bursting thunder, resembling Thor coming to earth!

"Die!"

The Thunder Whip, as if it had eyes, struck the giant wolf. The fierce thunderous power exploded the body of the wolf, immediately releasing a scent of roasted meat into the air.

A piece of wolf meat conveniently landed at Lin Tian's feet, smoking and charred but cooked.

He had always heard that wolf meat was sour, but had never tasted it. He thought about trying it, but in the end, he decided against it.

Continuing deeper into the forest, every few minutes, he heard various animal roars and howls.

There were wolf howls, roars, tiger cries, pig squeals, and even donkey brays were audible.

Accompanied by these roars, there were also bursts of fighting sounds, suggesting that some disciples were already engaged in battles with fierce beasts and evildoers.

"Whoosh!"

As Lin Tian carefully proceeded, the sound of an arrow cutting through the air shot toward him.

"Damn, an ambush!"

He cursed, his body suddenly lunging forward as an arrow harshly landed where he had just been standing, nearly hitting his heel.

In this era, although firearms were strictly controlled by the imperial court and not readily accessible to ordinary people, almost no one used bows for ambushes;

at worst, they used crossbow arrows.

Crossbow arrows were much more effective than bows, simpler to make compared to firearms, more accurate, and less strenuous to use.

However, the arrow that had just shot at Lin Tian was from a bow, and the craftsmanship of the feathered arrow was rough, pitted as if whittled by a blunt tool, with a crooked shaft and a couple of similarly sized chicken feathers carelessly attached at the end for direction. This level of craftsmanship was even worse than that of the Three Kingdoms period.

Yet, using such a crude arrow with such accuracy, Lin Tian couldn't help but admire the skill of the person shooting from behind!

"Who's ambushing from behind, show yourself!"

Then, about ten meters to the left, the branches and leaves in the bushes shook a few times. A shadow slowly emerged.

At first glance, Lin Tian was startled, thinking he had seen a Savage, an ancient man, until he saw a metal chain around the neck with a white stone attached. He then realized that this person was one of the evildoers in Death Valley.

With beast blood at the corner of his mouth, his upper body bare, showing off large patches of dark muscles, his body bore numerous wounds, several of which were particularly striking as they seemed to be caused by wild beasts.

He wore a simple pair of trousers made from animal skin, no shoes, but his feet were covered in thick calluses, allowing him to move unhindered through the forest filled with stones and branches.

Seeing him, Lin Tian felt as though he was looking at a Savage from thousands of years ago, hardly believing that in today's society, someone could still live such a life.

However, these were utterly ruthless evildoers, confined within Death Valley as a punishment. That they had fallen to this level was indeed deserved.

Now, this evildoer was holding a large bow, glaring intensively at Lin Tian.

The bow's construction was also extremely simple, made by bending branches, with tendons used as the bowstring. He only had one arrow, and no weapons like swords; he must have crafted this archaic bow and arrow from stones, hence the poor quality.