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Unparalleled Talent!
Seventh Layer of Yuan Realm!
What of it? I, Wang Yi, will surely defeat him.
Wang Yi looked at Iron Curtain, his fists clenched, eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Alas, it seems Brother Wang is destined to lose. Iron Senior Brother has mastered his leg techniques to an extraordinary level, leaving no flaws to exploit; it would be difficult for anyone to defeat him."
"That's right. Brother Wang is merely a new disciple. No matter how talented he is, he won't be able to defeat Iron Senior Brother in such a short time."
"Wang Shidi, do you admit defeat?" Iron Curtain withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Yi with a calm smile.
Wang Yi calmly stared at Iron Curtain, demonstrating through his actions that this match was far from over.
Cloud Manipulation Palm!
With a low voice, he uttered these three words. Wang Yi spread his palms apart, and in that moment, two streams of air began to swirl between his hands. Initially rotating slowly, the speed soon reached a point where it was invisible to the naked eye. The sound of whooshing filled the air as Iron Curtain watched the increasingly large vortex of air between Wang Yi's palms, a cold smile creeping onto his lips. " Wang Yi, the same technique won't work on me." Anger began to rise within him; he had advised Wang Yi multiple times to concede and save face, yet Wang Yi remained oblivious and continued to provoke him. Even a clay figurine has its limits, let alone someone like him who is the top disciple!
It's over!
Prepare for the final blow!
Iron Curtain was determined to unleash his ultimate technique to defeat Wang Yi, proving to everyone that his title as the top disciple of Kaiyang Sect was unassailable.
The top disciple of Kaiyang Sect will always be me, Iron Curtain.
Rumbling!
A loud roar echoed, like thousands of Thunder crashing to the ground. Suddenly, Iron Curtain kicked out with both legs in quick succession, creating a series of explosive sounds in the air. Then, with a swift motion, his right leg extended straight out, and with a whoosh, a white shadow of his leg, over two meters long, slashed through the air like a giant pillar, coming down forcefully.
Concentrate!
A faint voice suddenly rang out, and the fierce momentum of the leg shadow was unexpectedly drawn into a swirling vortex.
Shatter!
Another word was uttered, and the leg shadow instantly crumbled to pieces.
"What kind of Martial Arts is this?" Iron Curtain's expression changed drastically as he felt a chill rising from his feet, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
Hiss!
Suddenly, Iron Curtain felt himself enveloped by two swirling currents of air. His speed dropped instantly, and he couldn't unleash his ultimate technique "Sweep Down," his eyes filled with terror.
At the elder's seat, Liu Bei's expression shifted slightly as he said, "What kind of Martial Arts is this? It possesses such strange power?"
"I vaguely sense a slowing force; it seems that Iron Master has been drawn in."
"I have never heard of any Martial Arts with such mysterious power. It appears that Iron Master is in danger."
Roar!
No!
Absolutely not!
I, Iron Curtain, am the first disciple of the Kaiyang Sect!
I am the eldest senior brother; I cannot lose!
If I lose, how will I face the elders? How will I face the sect master? How can I fight Lin Wanfeng again? I cannot afford to lose!
Iron Curtain roared in anger, his emotions reaching a nearly frenzied state. From the moment he became a disciple of the Kaiyang Sect, he had been surrounded by countless accolades and received great attention as a key disciple of the sect. If he were to lose to Wang Yi, he would fall from his esteemed position, and that was absolutely unacceptable.
His Vital Energy had already reached its peak state. Waves of Azure Light shot out from within him, striking against the swirling air currents with loud bangs. However, the air vortex seemed intangible and was nearly impossible to break.
Suck!
Iron Curtain's expression changed drastically as he felt a terrifying suction coming from deep within the vortex, enveloping him and pulling him involuntarily toward Wang Yi. Looking at the bold and confident face before him, Iron Curtain felt a wave of regret. He let out a roar, but Wang Yi appeared unfazed. With a swift motion of his palms, he instantly drew Iron Curtain into his grasp. In Iron Curtain's astonished gaze, a rumbling sound echoed as blood spurted out, and he was sent flying like a short-line kite. Everything happened in what felt like an instant.
Silence!
Utter silence!
A silence as deep as night!
The entire arena was devoid of any sound; even the sound of breathing seemed to have stopped at that moment. One could hear a pin drop.
Whether in the audience or among the elders, there was only silence.
Everyone's eyes were fixed and unmoving, their expressions filled with shock, disbelief, astonishment, and horror.
"Iron Senior Brother has been defeated." After a long time, someone finally said in a daze.
Wow!
In that moment, the Martial Arts Plaza erupted with astonished expressions everywhere, and the sound of surprised discussions was endless.
"Brother Wang has won." The gentle expression on Chu Yixuan's face had long disappeared, replaced by shock, hardly believing that the top disciple of the Kaiyang Sect had actually lost to a new disciple.
"Big brother really won." Niu Meng said in disbelief, rubbing his head with his palm as big as a Palm Leaf.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. No matter how strong he is, how could he defeat Iron Senior Brother?" The shock in Zhao Shanyu's heart was beyond words. It was undeniable that Wang Yi was stronger than him, but compared to the well-known and powerful opponent Iron Curtain, he was far inferior.
Standing among the crowd, Jin Qinghan remained calm, yet his cold gaze rippled slightly, like a stone dropped into an ancient cold pond. He knew best the strength of Iron Curtain, as he himself had been defeated by this very move without any power to resist. Yet Wang Yi had made the former powerless to fight back; the mysterious force within that swirling airflow astonished him as well.
Almost everyone did not believe that Wang Yi could defeat Iron Curtain. It wasn't that the former was too weak, but rather that the latter was too strong and too famous. In the vast Xiangzhou Prefecture, only Lin Wanfeng could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. However, all of this would become history, because today, a new disciple rose up and defeated him with overwhelming strength.
"Wang Yi." Liu Ba took a deep breath, revealing a rare smile on his carbon-red face.
"No."
"Impossible! How could I lose to you?" Iron Curtain raised his pale face, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, filled with unwillingness as he shouted at Wang Yi.
The elders silently shook their heads. It was no wonder that Iron Curtain lost control; the pressure he bore was simply too great. To others, being the top disciple and senior brother of the Kaiyang Sect was impressive, but behind that glory lay true suffering known only to him. Not only did he have to guard against being defeated by his junior brothers at every moment and work hard to cultivate, but he also had to live up to the title of first disciple of the Kaiyang Sect, competing with the first disciple of the Wen Cang Sect. Behind that aura lay all his hard work and sweat.
Now that he had fallen from grace, one could imagine his feelings—like an unparalleled powerhouse suddenly realizing he had become a Waste. What immense pain that must be.
The expressions of everyone were heavy, and their feelings were similarly complex, especially for Li Gang, Zhao Shanyu, and Chu Yixuan. When they were in the Outer Sect, they were truly glorious; the fame of the Kaiyang Four Disciples resonated widely, receiving respect wherever they went. But after entering the Inner Sect, everything changed—from being respected by all to now being ignored. Seeing Iron Curtain lose control on stage stirred complicated emotions in their hearts, filled with many reflections.
"Iron Curtain, without experiencing failure, one cannot become a true strong person. A true strong person never admits defeat. I hope you rise from where you fell and become a true strong person." Yang Kaihe glanced around at everyone and said loudly, "I also hope that all of you will do the same. If you want to become strong, you must have the spirit of never admitting defeat."
"We humbly obey the Elder's decree," everyone replied in unison.
"Thank you, Elder," Iron Curtain said, filled with regret as he stood up respectfully to bow.
He then looked at Wang Yi and said, "Wang Yi, I hope we have the opportunity to battle again next time. I will not lose to you." His voice was high and powerful, resonating strongly.
"I'm looking forward to it," Wang Yi replied calmly.
"Alright, I now announce that this competition is officially over," Liu Bei said as he stood up and spoke loudly. "The top ten disciples of the competition, please stay behind and follow Elder Yang to the library to select Martial Arts."
"Yes," Wang Yi and the other nine replied respectfully.
In the library.
Everyone followed Yang Kaihe to the second floor of the library, where there were several shelves filled with dozens of sets of Martial Arts.
"You ten can only choose one type of Martial Arts from among these. Remember, what you learn must not be shared outside. If discovered, the Kaiyang Sect will do everything in its power to eliminate you," Yang Kaihe suddenly became stern, his voice much lower. Hearing this made everyone feel a chill; a Transcendent Realm Expert's authority should not be violated.
Everyone nodded in agreement and began selecting their Martial Arts.
Shattering Palm!
Spinning Leg!
Three Flame Blade Technique!
Various Martial Arts dazzled Wang Yi, leaving him overwhelmed.
"Burning Sky Fist." Wang Yi took out a set of fire attribute Fist Technique from the numerous books. This Fist Technique utilized Primordial Energy to unleash the power of flames, making it extremely powerful.
Soon, everyone selected their Martial Arts and received one thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones. Although Wang Yi had already used hundreds of thousands of high-quality Yuan Stones, this amount was still better than nothing.
"Wang Yi, stay for now," Yang Kaihe said.
Iron Curtain and the others looked at Wang Yi with envy. The first place was awarded a fifth-grade pill, Azure Departure Pill, which could help a Yuanjing Warrior break through a realm. It was incredibly precious, priceless in the market, and difficult to encounter in ordinary Auctions.
Wang Yi was overjoyed.
"This is the Azure Departure Pill. Take it. I hope you cultivate well and represent our Kaiyang Sect with honor in the upcoming competition between the two sects," Yang Kaihe said, glancing at Wang Yi with appreciation.
"The disciple will remember." Wang Yi's heart stirred. The competition between the two sects likely referred to the event between Wen Cang Sect and Kaiyang Sect. In that case, wouldn't he have to face Lin Wanfeng ahead of time?
"I have heard that you made a three-year agreement with Lin Wanfeng. I believe that in the competition between the two sects, you will face him earlier. He has already broken through to the Eighth Layer and is stronger than Iron Curtain by a few degrees. Although your strength is remarkable, defeating him would be a slim hope," Yang Kaihe said after a moment of silence.
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