Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 118 Emperor Kai
The audience in the stands were paying close attention to the movements of Lin Feng's team.

Seeing the two teams locked in a stalemate, neither willing to back down, they began shouting.

"Go ahead and fight! What are you doing, cowering like a girl!"

"Kaihuang, I want to see the Golden Lion King!"

Go Kai!

Many audience members couldn't help but stand up and shout.

Many of them came specifically to see Lin Feng and Yun Kai.

Although Lin Feng's true strength has not yet been fully revealed, his agility and combat awareness are already astonishing. He truly deserves the praise of the Glory Alliance as a combat genius; his combat talent is arguably the best among the new students.

Under Lin Feng's vigilance and protection, Yun Kai had no chance to make a move, so the audience was even more eager to see Yun Kai's performance.

If we're talking about attention and popularity, Yun Kai is undoubtedly number one.

Standing at a towering 1.93 meters tall with a muscular physique and a unique appearance bestowed upon him by his ancestral demonic transformation, Yun Kai's first impression is one of domineering power.

Two days ago, Yun Kai, possessed by a demon spirit, displayed the domineering aura of a golden war god.

Some people who watched the video online gave Yun Kai the nickname "Kai Huang".

Everyone is looking forward to 'Kaihuang's' dazzling performance.

However, to their slight disappointment, the two teams rationally dispersed after a brief standoff, which was somewhat regrettable but also expected.

At this point, twenty minutes had passed in the Throne Challenge, and two-thirds of the more than 1,500 participants had been eliminated, leaving less than 500 people in the arena. It was not yet time to truly fight to the death.

Many of those who were truly capable of vying for seats were also under the protection of their team members, conserving their energy to prepare for the final battle for seats.

Because two-thirds of the participants had been eliminated, the battle had gradually calmed down compared to the chaotic scene of various talents and skills being displayed and demons running rampant.

"Judging from the performance just now, this year's freshmen are indeed a bit better than last year's, but there are still a lot of idiots."

"Indeed, some freshmen are too dull. They clearly have the strength, and their demon spirit talents and skills are also very advantageous, but they are eliminated early. These idiots probably won't last more than a few days in another world, wasting resources in vain."

"It's not as exaggerated as you say! Freshmen are normal to lack combat experience. But this Lin Feng is beyond my expectations. Putting aside strength, I feel that he is more experienced than the seniors."

"The top scorer in the college entrance examination is definitely not an ordinary person; a scholarship of 100 million yuan a year is not given for nothing."

"It's good to teach these new students a lesson, to make them understand the importance of teamwork, but more importantly, to make them understand that talent doesn't mean everything. Even if the level of the refined demon spirit is high, it doesn't mean that they can surpass their peers."

On the platform, the mentors watched the battle unfold and chatted amongst themselves.

For mentors, exceptional talent is certainly an advantage, but sometimes it is not as important as having a good brain.

The rule of the Throne Challenge is that there are no rules.

The victor is king, the loser is a bandit.

As long as we can win and get a seat, there's no such thing as fairness or impartiality; all means are acceptable.

Sneak attacks, ambushes, and taking advantage of someone's vulnerability are also tactics.

Therefore, it is not necessarily true that having the strongest ability will guarantee that you will go all the way.

Some very strong teams, but lacking combat experience, will be eliminated. Conversely, some individuals with above-average strength but also high intelligence will go further.

After the chaotic battle ended, the remaining people were noticeably more rational. Even those stronger than their opponents wouldn't linger unless they had an absolute advantage, fearing a sneak attack or sabotage. They mostly retreated at the first contact, prioritizing preserving their fighting strength. "Ninth-level Body Cultivator, with a seventh-tier Xuanhuo Leopard refined, can you join?"

"I am a first-rank martial artist, and I have refined a sixth-order black-scaled beast."

While dodging the battle, many people quickly moved around the arena, but did not get too close, loudly introducing their strength and seeking to join the team.

The melee had ended, and there was no chance to take advantage of the chaos. The lone lone warriors and small teams could only passively endure the beatings and suffer a brutal defeat, being driven out of the barrier step by step by the powerful teams.

"I'll keep watch; you all take this time to rest."

Lin Feng led his team to evade another sneak attack and began to conserve their energy.

The continuous escape, though without injury, took a toll on their physical strength.

He didn't feel anything, except for some fatigue from the intense concentration of his mind. Because of the nightmare, his body was constantly being infused with spiritual energy, making his physical strength far exceed that of others.

Yun Kai, due to his ancestral demonic transformation, possessed physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people, making him practically a humanoid demon beast. His extraordinary talent allowed him to remain unaffected, while Dong Yunan and Lin Xiaofei were somewhat exhausted, sweating profusely and breathing rapidly.

While Lin Feng and his group of four were resting, several small teams passed by them, but none of them made a move.

Some dared not oppose Lin Feng and Yun Kai because of their reputation, while others were wary of their strength.

Although Lin Feng only had four people, which was not an advantage in teams of ten or more people, no one dared to underestimate him.

No one wants to start a fight before the seats are up for grabs.

As time passed, the battle became less intense than it had been at the beginning. After gradually driving out some scattered squads from the barrier, there were only a little over three hundred people left in the arena, which was noticeably emptier. At this point, the barrier also stopped moving.

Driven by the barrier, the new students were now very close to the hundred seats.

Their eyes flickered slightly as they gazed at the seats that represented resources and privileges, and even the cheers from the audience subsided considerably.

The team members, who were originally on the same team and cooperated with each other to fight the enemy, began to be wary of each other. After all, no one could guarantee that someone wouldn't try to take advantage of the temptation of a seat.

Keep in mind that if the number of people were reduced by just 200, then everyone would have a seat.

"The show is about to begin!"

A thought flashed through the minds of the audience.

Now is the truly exciting moment of the Throne Challenge.

For the new students, getting this far already represents talent and ability.

Having ability is only part of the equation; at this crucial moment, one must also have a clear assessment of one's own capabilities.

If you overestimate your abilities and choose a seat near the front, all your previous efforts may be wasted.

This requires making choices.

The freshmen stood in front of a hundred seats, their eyes filled with longing, yet they remained somewhat silent.

"This spot is mine!"

Soon, with a loud shout, figures rushed towards their seats, and the battle broke out instantly.

At the same time, screams and shouts erupted like a landslide and a tsunami, deafeningly loud!
(End of this chapter)