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"You'll know once you go give it to him," Feng You said softly.
Bian Burang snorted, clearly disagreeing with Feng You's words.
"Brother Feng, I see you know this person's identity; you're just hiding it for him?" Pu Shiren's eyes flashed with a glint, and he spoke lightly.
Upon hearing this, Feng You smiled without saying a word.
Bian Burang and the others were somewhat puzzled but did not press further.
On the arena.
"Wang Yi, you won't have a chance this time," Wang Hang said coldly, his gaze fixed on Wang Yi.
"Is that so?" Wang Yi replied nonchalantly. "You can try."
"Dammit!" Looking at Wang Yi's indifferent demeanor, Wang Hang felt as if he were about to explode with anger. His expression turned cold as he circulated his Primordial Energy.
"Qilin Blood Seal."
Wang Hang shouted in his heart, and suddenly a cloud of Blood Mist erupted from his body, making him look terrifying as if drenched in blood.
"Qilin Blood Seal? That's the Wang Family's secret technique, Qilin Blood Seal," an Elder in Long Robe exclaimed, pointing at Wang Hang.
"I never expected that Wang Yi would force Wang Hang to use the Qilin Blood Seal," another elder remarked in surprise.
"The Wang Family's Qilin Blood Seal is one of the strongest martial arts among Ninth-Rank Martial Techniques, incredibly powerful. It will be difficult for Wang Yi to withstand this move," an Elder in Blue Robes said solemnly.
Seeing Wang Hang unleash the Qilin Blood Seal, the surrounding strong warriors were all astonished.
"Die for me!" Wang Hang pulled his hands apart with a tearing sound, and all the blood energy around him converged into a massive blood-red seal, which took the shape of a Qilin divine beast.
Then, Wang Hang suddenly pushed hard, and the Qilin Blood Seal immediately rushed out, charging fiercely towards Wang Yi.
“Rumbling!” A sound like thunder echoed through the air.
At the same time, Wang Yi's expression became extremely serious. He could clearly sense the violent aura emanating from Wang Hang, realizing that this move might be his last trump card.
In that moment, Wang Yi remained calm, slowly spreading his hands. An invisible force appeared in front of him, embodying three mysterious powers: stagnation, solidification, and gravity. This was the most primitive form of Pushing Cloud Palm.
At this time, Wang Yi's heart was as still as water, his palms danced lightly like white clouds, weightless.
Pushing Cloud Palm!
Transforming Cloud Palm!
Remaining Cloud Palm!
Cloud Manipulation Palm!
Countless thoughts surged in Wang Yi's mind, combining together.
In that moment, Wang Yi understood.
The Cloud Manipulation Palm evolved into the Shattered Cloud Palm!
“Shattered Cloud Palm!”
Wang Yi suddenly shouted loudly, both palms striking out simultaneously. Instantly, the three terrifying powers of stagnation, solidification, and gravity appeared in front of him, forming a dreadful energy vortex that radiated a peculiar power.
All of this seemed slow but actually occurred in the blink of an eye.
“Rumbling!”
In the astonished gazes of the crowd, the marvelous powers of the Qilin Blood Seal and Shattered Cloud Palm collided. To everyone's surprise, there was a loud bang, and everything returned to calm. The terrifying power of the Qilin Blood Seal had vanished without a trace.
"..."
The Shattered Cloud Palm viciously struck Wang Hang's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He then fell backward like a kite with a severed string.
"What... what is happening?"
"This? Impossible! The Wang Family's Qilin Blood Seal is a Supreme Divine Art; how could this happen?"
"What kind of power is that? It's terrifying; it completely destroyed the power of the Qilin Blood Seal."
Everyone wore expressions of shock, their words filled with disbelief.
In contrast to the crowd's astonishment and shock, Wang Hang's heart was filled with endless terror as he looked at Wang Yi, his eyes trembling with fear. "How could this be? How could this be?" His voice was filled with shock and endless fear.
"Young Master Wang has lost," Wu Qingling said in disbelief, "How is this possible?"
"Just now, what martial arts did Wang Yi use? It instantly destroyed the power of the Qilin Blood Seal?" Lin Xuan exclaimed in shock.
"I have never seen such terrifying power; it can even withstand the Wang Family's Qilin Blood Seal," Ji Hong said, astonished.
They all knew that if it were them facing Wang Hang's Qilin Blood Seal, they would have been injured long ago. Yet Wang Yi remained unscathed; it was truly frightening.
"Wang Yi is indeed formidable; he even broke the Qilin Blood Seal. Brother Wang, it seems this blow to Wang Xianzi is significant!" Li Yixuan remarked.
"To become strong, one must face failure. If he cannot handle this little failure, then he is not a true strong person," Wang Cheng said solemnly.
On the arena.
"You have lost!" Wang Yi said coldly as he looked at Wang Hang.
"Poof!" The sound was plain, but when it reached Wang Hang's ears, it caused him to freeze in place. With a poof, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Wang Cheng sighed deeply, and without any visible movement, he appeared on the Arena, carrying the unconscious Wang Hang off the stage.
Seeing this, Wang Yi moved and darted to Feng You's side.
"Good, good, good! You did well; you truly did not disappoint me," Feng You said with a beaming face, loudly repeating the word "good" three times.
"Senior is overpraising me," Wang Yi replied calmly.
"Hehe, kid, Wang Hang is the future head of the Wang Family. Having defeated him this time, your days ahead might not be easy!" Bian Burang said to Wang Yi leisurely. "The Wang Family is powerful; they can easily send someone to kill you. But you need not worry; if you are willing to take me as your master, I will help you."
"Thank you, senior, but there's no need," Wang Yi said with a calm expression.
"What? Kid, do you know that I am one of the Top Ten Powerhouses of the Continent? If you take me as your master, no one will dare to trouble you in the future," Bian Burang thought Wang Yi hadn't heard clearly and repeated himself.
"Senior, I have no intention of taking anyone as my master. Please forgive me," Wang Yi said while cupping his hands in salute.
"You... I..." Bian Burang looked at the indifferent Wang Yi and was left speechless.
"Hahaha." Seeing this, Feng You laughed heartily. "Brother Bian, do you believe it now?"
"Hmph! Kid, you are blind to greatness," Bian Burang said with a flushed face, waving his sleeve dismissively.
"Senior Pu, we defeated Wang Hang; did you really agree to my three requests?" Wang Yi asked with a smile.
"This... naturally true," Pu Shiren replied hesitantly. Seeing Wang Yi's unwavering gaze upon him made him feel embarrassed, so he waved his sleeve again.
Feng You and Lian Cheng Jue exchanged glances and then looked at the gloomy Bian Burang before bursting into laughter.
"Tsk tsk, this Wang Yi is indeed arrogant; he even dares to refuse Bian Burang."
"Yes, if any of the Top Ten Powerhouses are willing to take me as a disciple, that would be fantastic."
Everyone looked at Wang Yi with envy and jealousy after he rejected Bian Burang.
Then, the competition continued.
"Number 161!" Li Yixuan announced loudly.
Before the words fell, a tall young man leaped onto the Arena, confidently saying, "May I have the honor of competing with that friend over there?"
"It's me." Hearing this, Wang Yi remembered he was number 162. He flew onto the stage, stood opposite the young man, and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Please!"
"Ah!" Looking at Wang Yi, the young man's expression changed drastically, and then he revealed a bitter smile, saying, "I concede." With that, he directly leaped off the stage.
"Wang Yi," Li Yixuan glanced at Wang Yi and announced.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi scratched his nose and stepped down from the stage.
"Man, even Wang Hang lost to you. Who else would want to fight you unless they were out of their mind?" Feng You laughed.
Hearing this, a wry smile appeared on Wang Yi's face, but he clearly felt that Bian Burang and the others had changed their perception of him significantly and trusted him more.
After a cup of tea's time passed, the first round of competition ended.
Then, the second round began.
In this round, Wang Yi drew number seven. However, as soon as he appeared on stage, his opponent directly conceded, which left him feeling extremely frustrated.
Finally, in the last round, without any surprises, Wang Yi secured a spot. The other nine were Ji Hong, Xiao Baiyi, Lin Xuan, Wu Qingling, and Wang Hang.
Although Wang Hang was injured quite badly, in the eyes of Wang Cheng, a Void-Phase Late Stage powerhouse, it was not considered serious at all. He quickly recovered.
"Alright, the ten of you immediately enter the Spirit Spring." Li Yixuan said loudly to Wang Yi and the other nine. After that, he scanned the others with a sharp gaze and declared, "The rest are not allowed to enter the Spirit Spring; otherwise, there will be no mercy!"
"Yes!" Everyone hurriedly responded.
"Kid, remember what I told you." Feng You whispered.
"Mm." Wang Yi nodded.
"Let's go!" Feng You said, leading Bian Burang and the others toward the stone door ahead.
Wang Yi glanced around and saw that everyone was splitting to either side, heading toward either the front stone door or the back stone door.
Seeing this, Wang Yi did not hesitate and followed behind Ji Hong and the others into one of the stone doors.
Immediately, his vision brightened as a patch of grassland appeared before him.
In front of the grassland stood a long pavilion with ten circular Cushions on it, from which a milky white mist was faintly emanating, giving it a somewhat mysterious appearance.
"Go!" Wang Hang coldly glanced at Wang Yi and said to Lin Xuan.
Before long, everyone arrived at the pavilion. Wang Hang and the others clearly already knew how to absorb the Spirit Spring's energy; they simply sat cross-legged on the Cushions and closed their eyes.
Seeing this, Wang Yi mimicked them and sat cross-legged on one of the Cushions. He immediately felt an extremely pure energy flowing into him. Wang Yi was overjoyed and slowly closed his eyes to begin absorbing and refining it.
In the Sea of Consciousness, Fire Spirit, Ling, and Jiuyang were all exceptionally quiet; they knew that this was a crucial moment for Wang Yi's breakthrough.
The Spiritual Energy in the Spirit Spring was incredibly pure, surging into Wang Yi's body like a great river, flowing into his meridians.
Wang Yi began to operate his refining process.
This time, he aimed to use the power of the Spirit Spring to break through to the Initial Stage of Insight.
Previously, he had already reached the peak of the Late Stage of Insight, just a hair's breadth away from the Transcendent Realm.
Therefore, Wang Yi was confident in breaking through to the Transcendent Realm.
At the moment when a massive amount of refined Primordial Energy surged into Wang Yi's body, a sound like rushing water washing over the earth echoed in his Dantian, buzzing softly. Although it was faint, it was still perceptible that a large amount of Spiritual Energy was being cultivated within Wang Yi.
This energy was extremely pure, without a trace of impurities. After circulating for ten great cycles, under Wang Yi's mental intent, this Spiritual Energy returned to his Dantian.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, Wang Yi felt his Dantian swell, and immediately he felt an overwhelming sense of comfort throughout his body, as if he had soaked in a hot spring.
"Initial Stage of Insight."
Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light shot forth from his gaze, like lightning.
At that moment, Wang Yi felt that he possessed immense power; with every movement, he had the capability to destroy the earth.
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