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Outside the courtyard of Qingyang Academy, five powerful auras surged into the sky, unabashedly overwhelming. In an instant, the entire Qingyang City was shaken, and nearly everyone felt an extreme sense of heart palpitations, as if they could hardly breathe!
Uncle Fu's expression changed suddenly: "How dare someone come here to cause trouble!"
His face darkened as he clearly sensed that these five auras were all at the level of Martial Arts Masters, and one of them was not much weaker than him, indicating that the opponent was also a Martial Arts Master at the Harmony Realm.
"I'll go stop them!" Uncle Fu moved to take action.
"Forget it, let me handle this. If you go, the battle will destroy Qingyang City," Mr. intervened.
As he spoke, Mr. swayed and disappeared from his spot, reappearing outside the courtyard.
He did not rush to take action but stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he said, "You little brats have some nerve to come here and cause trouble."
Mr.!!!
Long Lao Wu had been recklessly unleashing his aura to force Uncle Fu and Huang Lao out, but upon seeing who had arrived, he was immediately terrified!
Martial Cultivators of their level naturally have their own channels for information and are quite familiar with the details of those renowned powerhouses across the continent. They knew exactly what Mr. looked like.
Seeing that it was indeed Mr. who had come, they were utterly frightened!
"You bastard! Didn't you say Mr. wasn't here?" Slim Elder screamed first, his voice shrill and filled with fear.
“Long Laogui! You bastard have ruined us!!” Smiling Face Yama could no longer smile, his mouth trembling uncontrollably.
Zhu Lao and the other two were equally terrified, their expressions filled with fear.
As for Dragon Lao, he was also in a state of panic. His previously rosy complexion had turned pale. Among the five, he had been the most confident, certain that the Master was definitely not in Qingyang City, so the shock he felt was the greatest.
How could this be? The Sect Leader clearly said the Master was at the Martial Arts Hall headquarters; why is he here instead? Could it be that the Sect Leader lied to me? No, there must be some trickery involved!
“We retreat!”
Before he could say anything further, the other four shouted in unison and rushed out of Qingyang Academy from different directions, showing no desire to fight, fleeing in a panic.
Seeing this, Dragon Lao could only follow suit. Despite his doubts, he dared not stay behind alone; even facing Gong Laogui alone would be too much for him.
The reputation of the Master was indeed overwhelming. The moment he appeared, it terrified the five Martial Arts Masters, leaving them only with thoughts of escape.
“Ha ha, can you escape?”
Seeing this, the Master shook his head with a smile and extended his jade-like hand, giving a slight grip.
With this motion, something unbelievable happened. The Dragon Lao and the others, who had been fleeing at high speed towards Qingyang Academy, suddenly froze in place as if they were five insects trapped in Amber, unable to move an inch.
What kind of martial arts is this? It’s terrifying!
At this moment, Long Lao Wu was nearly scared out of his wits. Feeling the tangible sensation of frozen space, they simply could not comprehend what kind of power this was.
However, the matter did not end there. After immobilizing the five individuals, the man slightly raised his palm and then pressed it down. The bodies of the five people seemed to be manipulated by an invisible giant hand, involuntarily floating upwards before crashing down violently onto the ground!
Boom!
With a loud noise, dust filled the air. When everything settled, five figures lay motionless on the ground, their fates unknown.
"Alright, it's over," the man said to Duanmu Xue and the others who had rushed over, all of them looking dumbfounded.
"Sir, what just happened? Who are these people?"
Having just felt the powerful Martial Momentum outside and rushed out, Duanmu Xue and the others witnessed the man's display of strength and couldn't help but ask in shock.
"Just a few petty thieves. By the way, I need to check on Lufan."
Petty thieves? Duanmu Xue and the others looked skeptical. The earlier displays of power were extremely impressive; some were even stronger than Prince Yu. How could they possibly be just petty thieves?
However, since the man had said so, they had no choice but to accept that notion.
"What about these people?"
"Don't worry about them for now; they won't wake up anytime soon."
Alright then, everyone had no choice but to follow the man back to the hall where Lufan was.
Lufan had certainly sensed the commotion outside, but he was severely injured and found it difficult to move, so he could only stay in the living room for the time being.
"The injury is quite serious," the man said, his gaze shifting slightly upon seeing him.
"Can you heal him?" Duanmu Xue quickly asked.
"I can indeed heal him," the man's words brought joy to everyone, but then he changed his tone, "However, I see that you want to take this opportunity to break and then rebuild, right?"
"That's correct," Lufan nodded.
"In that case, it will be a bit troublesome."
"What kind of trouble?" Duanmu Xue's heart raced at his words.
"It will take a longer time," the man replied. "Now, focus and calm your mind. I will help you heal."
Lufan followed his instructions and sat cross-legged.
With a wave of his hand, a layer of white mist appeared out of nowhere, enveloping Lufan and lingering for a long time.
"This is... Gathering Essence Liquid!" Huang Qi's eyes suddenly narrowed in shock.
However, the others did not fully understand what he meant.
But seeing Lu Qing's breathing becoming steady and his complexion gradually turning rosy instead of the pale look from before, they all realized that his injuries were healing, bringing them great surprise.
The man did not explain further; instead, he said, "Let's step outside for now. In seven days, Lufan's injuries should be healed. By then, it will also be time for you to leave Qingyang City, right?"
"Leaving Qingyang City?"
"That's right. The once-in-a-decade opening of the Holy Land is approaching, and I hope you all can participate in the Quota Battle to compete for a spot in the Holy Land."
"Holy Land? Quota Battle?" Duanmu Xue and the others were even more confused; they had never heard of these terms before.
"This matter is complicated. Once Lufan wakes up, I will explain it to you in detail. In any case, remember this: if you can enter the Holy Land, it will greatly benefit your martial arts journey."
Seeing that the teacher had said so, everyone could only suppress their doubts and quietly wait for Lufan to recover from his injuries.
Seven days later, Lufan emerged from seclusion. Not only had he fully recovered his cultivation, but he had also made further progress, directly stepping into the fifth rank. His overall strength was much greater than when he fought Prince Yu.
A day later, they followed the teacher's instructions, packed their belongings, and left Qingyang City for the largest city in the human territory, the Holy City of Martial Arts, to participate in the Holy Land Quota Battle.
From this point on, the Heavenly Martial Continent would be stirred by countless waves, and a grand martial arts legend that would be remembered for ages was about to unfold!
A young man who would later be revered as the God of Martial Arts also began his rise!
The end!
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