Third Life Reincarnation: Finally Born Into a Magical World

Meanwhile, the North District candidates behind Ryan were filled with pride.

They had already known how powerful Ryan was, but witnessing such a scene again still made their hearts burn with excitement.

This was their legend.

Their idol.

The mythical figure of the North District.

On the other side, Ma Long frowned slightly.

Seeing Shanhua die so easily forced him to reevaluate the situation.

He began quietly measuring Ryan's strength in his mind.

Judging from the attack that had just been displayed, Ma Long realized something troubling.

Even he might not be able to defeat this North District candidate easily.

That beam attack was simply too terrifying.

However…

Giving up the Rank 5 monster crystal now would be extremely difficult for him to accept.

First, the crystal itself was incredibly valuable.

Second, losing to a North District candidate was something Ma Long found hard to tolerate.

After all, the North District was widely considered the weakest region.

Losing to someone from there would be humiliating.

If he retreated now, what would people say once the entrance exam ended?

"Ma Long actually lost to a North District candidate?"

The mere thought made his expression darken.

So despite witnessing Ryan's strength, Ma Long still decided he would fight.

Of course—

He had no intention of fighting alone.

The strength of numbers was powerful.

There were nearly fifty candidates from the three districts present.

With that many people…

Why would he need to face Ryan by himself?

Ma Long turned his head toward the gathered candidates of the three districts and raised his voice confidently.

"Brothers, move together! Let's deal with this North District brat first, and then take the Rank 5 monster crystal!"

As soon as his words fell, the group of candidates who had followed Ma Long immediately tightened their grips on their weapons. Some rolled their shoulders, some flexed their wrists, and others simply stepped forward with determined expressions as they slowly began advancing toward Ryan.

Although many of them had witnessed Ryan's terrifying attack earlier and still felt lingering fear in their hearts, the sheer number of people around them gave them courage. With so many allies at their side, their confidence gradually returned.

After all, they weren't facing Ryan alone.

There were dozens of them.

Turning his head again, Ma Long looked toward Yu Mu, Miao Yuan, and Jiang Kangcheng.

"You three as well," he said firmly. "Come together with us. With this many people attacking at once, even if this kid has some strength, he won't stand a chance."

Yu Mu, Miao Yuan, and Jiang Kangcheng exchanged glances.

After a brief moment of hesitation, the three nodded in agreement. Each of them tightened their hold on their weapons and began walking forward along with their remaining companions.

In their eyes, Ryan was undoubtedly powerful. The fact that even Shanhua, an Exalt-Rank expert, had died in a single move was already proof enough.

But strength had limits.

No matter how strong someone was, they were still just one person.

Against fifty opponents?

No one could survive that.

Two fists could never defeat four hands.

And certainly not fifty.

Soon, more than fifty candidates from the three districts slowly closed in on Ryan from all sides under Ma Long's command. With so many people advancing together, the pressure they created was enormous.

"Oh?"

Ryan looked at the approaching crowd and let out a faint, mocking laugh.

"So you want to attack together? Planning to bully the few with the many?"

His eyes swept across the crowd with disdain.

"Well, that's fine. I happen to be in a hurry anyway. I was just thinking about how to deal with all of you at once."

He smiled faintly.

"Since you're all rushing over together… that saves me quite a bit of trouble."

Hearing Ryan's words, the candidates from the three districts burst into laughter filled with ridicule.

"Of course, we're going to bully you with numbers. What are you going to do about it?"

"Deal with all of us at once? Aren't you afraid your tongue will get blown away by the wind?"

"Take a good look around you. Do you even know how many people are here? And look at who's leading us. Brother Ma Long, Brother Jiang, Brother Yu. None of them is weak."

"You're already lucky if you can handle one of them. And you think you can defeat all of us?"

"Confidence has limits. Too much confidence just becomes arrogance."

"Even if you're strong, do you think you're some heavenly god? I refuse to believe one person can defeat fifty of us."

"If fifty people lose to one person, we might as well quit the entrance exam and go home!"

The crowd laughed loudly.

They admitted that Ryan was powerful. His previous attack had been shocking enough.

But defeating more than fifty candidates alone?

That was simply impossible.

Even a genuine War King might struggle to defeat so many opponents at once.

How could a mere North District candidate accomplish something like that?

To them, Ryan's words sounded like nothing more than empty intimidation.

Ma Long also laughed as he stepped forward confidently.

"Kid, just accept your fate."

"You want to fight against all of us alone?"

He shook his head with a smile.

"This isn't the time to brag."

"Yes, you're strong. I'll admit that. But no matter how strong you are, you can't defeat so many people at once."

His gaze shifted toward the silver monster crystal still held in Ryan's hand.

"And let me be clear about something."

"That crystal is ours."

"No matter how much you talk, no matter how much you exaggerate your strength, it won't change anything."

Ma Long's tone became colder.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born in the North District."

"That's the fate of North District candidates."

"It's been like that every year."

"And you won't be an exception."

"Really?"

Ryan let out a cold laugh, his eyes suddenly flashing with sharp light.

"It's always been like that?"

"No exceptions?"

He slowly raised his head.

"Well then…"

"I'll just create that exception."

After saying this, Ryan lifted his head toward the sky. His hands rose slowly and joined together in front of his chest, his expression suddenly becoming calm and solemn, almost as if he were offering a prayer.

In truth, Ryan had delayed taking action earlier not because he wanted to waste time or because he was hesitant to kill the candidates from the three districts.

He had simply been considering one thing.

Which skill would be most suitable to eliminate them all at once?

Ryan lacked many things.

But ranged martial skills were certainly not among them.

He possessed the Heaven-rank sword skill Heaven's Guidance, the Heaven-rank martial skill Frozen Thousand Miles, and the powerful finishing technique Mountain Collapse. Among these, Heaven's Guidance attacked in a straight line, while the other two possessed wide area-of-effect damage capable of covering large spaces.

There was also the terrifying Heavenly Flame, which could burn enemies across a large area and turn everything it touched into ashes.

If Ryan wished, he could simply release the Heavenly Flame and let it spread through the forest. The surrounding woods would ignite instantly, and the raging flames would swallow every candidate from the three districts within moments.

Anyone who tried to escape would only be burned alive by the inextinguishable fire.

However…

Ryan had no intention of using the Heavenly Flame here.

After considering his options briefly, he made his decision.

He would use the Heaven-rank lower-grade martial skill:

Frozen Thousand Miles.

Although Ryan had acquired this skill some time ago, he had never actually used it in battle.

The last time he had used the martial technique Dance of Flames, the commotion it created had been enormous. At that time, Wang Zongyao had specifically warned him to keep a low profile while staying in Western Mansion, so Ryan had avoided testing the true power of Heaven-rank skills.

But now they were inside Holy Land.

There were no restrictions here.

This was the perfect moment to see just how terrifying a Heaven-rank area attack could be.

Ryan intended to use it to wipe out every candidate from the three districts standing before him.

He closed his eyes slightly.

Then he spoke in a deep voice, chanting as if invoking ancient power.

"Great Ice God…"

"Grant me the strength to freeze this sinful land."

"Frozen Thousand Miles… rise!"

As the final word left his mouth, a sudden wind burst outward from his body.

His robes fluttered violently.

And in the next moment—

Ryan's body slowly lifted off the ground and began floating into the air.

He was not using the flying technique, nor was he controlling his body with any personal ability.

Everything he was doing followed the exact requirements of the martial skill recorded within the system.

He was preparing to unleash Frozen Thousand Miles.

Ryan continued rising through the air until he was nearly seven or eight meters above the ground. Only then did he stop ascending, his body hovering silently in midair like a drifting phantom.

The moment he stabilized there, something strange began to happen.

A violent wind suddenly swept through the Holy Land.