A man in his forties, with decent features and dressed in a white robe, looked at Catherine Foreman with a playful glint in his eyes.
From his aura, it was clear that he was a level above Catherine Foreman, possessing the strength of a half step into the eighth-rank Otherworldly Realm.
“Frederick Carr, is that you?” Catherine Foreman frowned slightly upon seeing him.
“Miss Foreman, are you not welcoming me to the selection competition?” Frederick Carr smiled.
“Make your move!” Catherine Foreman responded sternly.
“Miss Foreman, your cultivation is impressive, but you should know you are no match for me,” Frederick Carr laughed again. “I advise you to surrender and conserve some energy; you might still have a chance to claim another arena.”
“Otherwise, if you fight me and I accidentally injure you, you might lose your chance to compete for the top fifteen.”
“Take this!” Catherine Foreman said coldly, gripping her sword and charging forward.
“Overestimating yourself!” The man replied, raising his hand and sending out a gust of wind.
With a muffled sound, Catherine Foreman was sent flying two or three hundred meters away, her breath slightly disordered.
In one move, the difference in strength was evident.
Though she could challenge above her level, her opponent was no pushover, capable of contending with an eighth-rank Otherworldly Realm.
Catherine Foreman took a deep breath and then charged forward again with full strength.
“I gave you a chance, but you didn’t take it. Don’t blame me,” the man said as his aura surged. He formed a mysterious seal with his hands and struck at Catherine Foreman with immense force.
A loud noise echoed in the air as Catherine Foreman spat out blood and was sent flying again, stopping only after six or seven hundred meters, her combat strength dropping by two or three levels.
But it wasn’t over. Before she could recover, another figure appeared before her.
“Catherine, watch out!” Harleen and Ivy shouted simultaneously.
Before their voices faded, a loud noise spread, and Catherine Foreman was sent flying like a broken kite.
She landed heavily on the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood, her breath extremely weak.
“Catherine!” Harleen and the others quickly ran over.
“Catherine, take this healing pill!” Harleen said, helping her up and handing her a pill.
“Thank you!” Catherine Foreman took the pill and swallowed it.
“Catherine, who is he?” Ivy asked.
“The eldest son of the Carr family, one of the four major families in Akabuchi City,” Catherine Foreman replied.
“The Carr family doesn’t get along with your Foreman family?” Ivy continued to ask.
“Yes,” Catherine Foreman nodded. “The Carr family and the Foreman family have a long-standing feud and often clash.”
“The eldest son of the Carr family doesn’t seem like a good person,” Casey remarked from the side.
“Yes,” Catherine Foreman nodded again. “Many women in Akabuchi City have had their lives ruined by him, but because of the Carr family, they can only suffer in silence.”
“Is that so?” Casey’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Catherine, let me check your injuries,” Ivy said.
“Thank you, Ivy. I’m fine,” Catherine Foreman responded.
“Then rest for a while,” Ivy said after scanning her body with spiritual power.
“Okay,” Catherine Foreman nodded.
The competition continued. After Catherine Foreman, several others took the stage but were no match for Frederick Carr.
“Who else wants to come up?” Frederick Carr scanned the area below the arena.
Before he finished speaking, a figure landed on the stage-it was Casey.
“Seventh-rank Otherworldly Realm,” Frederick Carr sneered after assessing Casey’s cultivation. “Another one overestimating himself!”
“If you want to leave your name on this year’s Prodigy List, I’ll give you a chance!” Casey said calmly. “Surrender now and go to another arena. This arena is mine!”
“Hahaha…” Frederick Carr laughed loudly at Casey’s words. “Kid, are you joking?”
Not only him but also some people below the arena couldn’t help but laugh, clearly thinking Casey was talking nonsense.
“I’ll give you three seconds. If you don’t surrender, I’ll send you down!” Casey said again calmly.
“Kid, you don’t know your limits!” Frederick Carr was furious. He roared and his aura surged as he attacked Casey with full strength.
But just as he charged halfway, a strong sense of danger enveloped him, and his face stiffened.
A sharp blade light flashed towards him like lightning, unstoppable.
Frederick Carr’s pupils contracted. He wanted to dodge but found all his escape routes blocked. He had no choice but to face it head-on!
In haste, he raised his hand to form a seal to block it.
The blade light tore through his defense and sliced past his shoulder. A moment later, an arm flew into the air, blood spraying like a fountain.
Frederick Carr was sent flying seven or eight hundred meters before crashing to the ground. His eyes rolled back as he fainted.
To Casey, Frederick Carr had already been sentenced heavily in his mind when he heard about his deeds from Catherine Foreman earlier. If not for the rule against killing in the competition, Frederick Carr would already be dead.
With his current strength, defeating an opponent of the same level was child’s play!
Seeing this scene, gasps of shock echoed around the arena.
Both were seventh-rank Otherworldly Realm cultivators, yet Frederick Carr couldn’t withstand even one strike?
More importantly, Frederick Carr was a talented genius capable of challenging above his level. This meant his opponent must be at least strong enough to contend with a ninth-rank Otherworldly Realm!
At thirty years old, possessing ninth-rank Otherworldly Realm combat strength was terrifying!
According to Prodigy List rules, he could participate in three more selection competitions. How terrifying would he be at forty?
“Kid, how dare you sever our young master’s arm! Prepare to die!” An old man’s voice came from the audience area as he charged towards Casey from mid-air. His cultivation was not weak-second-rank Entering Dao Realm!
But just as he reached halfway, a tangible wave of energy swept over him. The old man spat out blood and was sent flying back a thousand meters before crashing heavily to the ground, half of his bones broken.
“This is your first offense; consider this a warning. If it happens again, you’ll be executed on the spot according to competition rules!” The referee beside the arena shouted towards the old man.
The old man opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word as blood gushed from it.
“Continue!” The referee then shouted towards the arena.