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With a single punch, Mad Sword Chu Xiao was defeated.
Qin Tian said nothing and turned to leave the stage.
However, on the mountainside, countless Outer Sect Disciples erupted in excitement, their discussions rising and falling like waves.
In contrast, the Inner Sect Disciples showed little reaction to the event.
The first round of the competition quickly came to an end, and out of the one hundred participants at Myriad Beasts Cave, only fifty remained.
The second round began with the first match.
Su Mu Yi faced Shen Tianming.
Since Shen Tianming was Qin Tian's only friend, many people paid close attention to this battle.
"Brother Tian!"
Shen Tianming knew well that Su Mu Yi would show him no mercy. Thus, he could only look at Qin Tian with hope.
"Just admit defeat when you go up there. You can't beat him!"
Qin Tian spoke slowly.
Shen Tianming nodded and stepped onto the Arena.
"Ha ha, how unfortunate! Kid, are you ready to die?"
Su Mu Yi knew that on that day, Su Murian had nearly fallen, and Shen Tianming was also present. Now, settling the blood feud from that day would start with Shen Tianming!
"I..."
Shen Tianming decisively wanted to admit defeat, but unexpectedly, Su Mu Yi stepped forward and suddenly appeared in front of him, throwing a punch that struck directly at Shen Tianming's chest.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and before Shen Tianming could catch his breath, Su Mu Yi was already behind him.
Another elbow!
Puff!
Shen Tianming was struck hard from both the front and back, immediately kneeling on the ground.
"Tianming!"
Qin Tian, standing beneath the Arena, widened his eyes in shock.
"Brother, hit him a few more times for me," Su Murian said fiercely from below the Arena.
"As you wish."
Su Mu Yi lifted the pale-faced Shen Tianming effortlessly, delivering a knee strike to his chest.
"How pathetic, no resistance at all. How can such a worthless piece be on this Arena? It's truly laughable."
As the words fell, he flung Shen Tianming away, and the latter crashed heavily onto the Arena floor.
A long streak of blood marked his path before he finally came to a stop.
"Bone-Transforming Palm!"
With a sinister grin, Su Mu Yi raised his palm, dark light flickering ominously.
Then, he stepped forward, aiming to strike down the already dying Shen Tianming.
"I concede!"
The weak voice came from Shen Tianming's lips, but there was no hint of mercy in Su Mu Yi's eyes.
Three feet!
One foot!
Half a foot!
In the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly surged onto the Arena, arriving just in time to stand before the struggling Shen Tianming.
Facing the incoming Bone-Transforming Palm, he retaliated with a furious punch.
“Dragon Fist!”
A crisp explosion echoed through the air.
Then, two figures were sent flying backward several feet.
“Who!”
Su Mu Yi lifted his head, only to see Qin Tian pressing his palm against the ground, his beast-like gaze directed at him.
“He has already admitted defeat; do you still intend to strike him down?”
The anger within Qin Tian was already blazing fiercely.
He had once given Su Murian a chance, but Su Murian did not cherish it and insisted on attacking him.
That was why he had unleashed the Soul Binding Demon Array, nearly killing Su Murian.
It was a forced counterattack.
Yet now, with Shen Tianming having already conceded, Su Mu Yi still insisted on delivering a lethal blow.
This was something that Qin Tian could not tolerate.
"Su Mu Yi wins!"
With the elder's cold words, the match came to an end.
As Su Mu Yi stepped down, he cast a cold glance at Qin Tian. "Now that you saved him, let's see who saves you later."
After sending Shen Tianming for treatment, Qin Tian and Ling Miaoyi returned to the arena below.
This time, there was not a trace of a smile on Qin Tian's face.
He had been enduring and avoiding confrontation all along.
However, he never expected that Shen Tianming would be severely injured, completely igniting the fury within him.
He was someone who did not wish to fight with anyone, yet now he was pushed to the brink.
He had no choice but to retaliate.
From then on, Qin Tian no longer held back. He decisively defeated two skilled fighters who had already gained some fame in the Outer Sect with a single move each, advancing into the top seven.
Even so, he did not leave them severely injured.
To everyone's surprise, Ling Miaoyi also entered the top seven after winning three consecutive matches.
Then, the Twenty-Fifth Person was given a bye and directly became Eighth Place.
The strong contenders eliminated in the Third Round also faced the final brutal Elimination Match.
Two lucky individuals made it into the Top Ten, securing Ninth Place and Tenth Place.
Thus, the Top Ten was born!
"Next, we will proceed with the Top Ten Challenge. The current ranking order is based on the sequence of entering the Top Ten. If anyone is dissatisfied with their ranking, they can challenge other opponents within the Top Ten. Each person has nine opportunities to challenge within one hour, and you cannot challenge the same person twice. Do you understand?"
Gong Xueyi stepped forward again.
"We understand."
The ten responded in unison.
"Begin!"
...
"Luo Tianyu is currently in first place. Aside from Su Mu Yi, it’s unlikely anyone would challenge him. Su Mu Yi is in second place; these two powerful individuals coincidentally became first and second. It truly seems like fate!"
Ling Miaoyi said slowly.
Unexpectedly, Qin Tian beside her coldly interjected, "Wrong, there’s still me!"
"Are you going to challenge Luo Tianyu?"
Ling Miaoyi looked somewhat surprised.
"I have The January Pact with him," Qin Tian said coldly.
"Well, it's fine to challenge him. Regardless of success or failure, it will be very helpful for the Path of Cultivation," Ling Miaoyi nodded in agreement.
"I cannot lose this battle."
Qin Tian raised his head, gazing at the graceful figure above the gate of Mount Wanjun, then withdrew his gaze.
Ling Miaoyi looked at Qin Tian in shock, then turned her attention to Gong Xueyi at the gate of Mount Wanjun, remaining silent.
"I challenge Qin Tian!"
As soon as Gong Xueyi's voice fell, a figure stepped forward on the Arena, facing countless gazes from above and below.
Su Mu Yi.
"Is it finally starting?"
The fury in Qin Tian's eyes burned fiercely. His sharp nails dug deep into his palms, blood staining his fists.
Since Shen Tianming had been sent for treatment, Qin Tian had remained in this state. Finally, he awaited this challenge.
With his head held high, Qin Tian stepped onto the Arena without hesitation.
"Do you know that my brother walked through the Ghost Gate? Do you know how much effort my master put in to save him? Do you know..."
Su Mu Yi's forehead was bulging with veins as he pointed a finger fiercely at Qin Tian's nose and shouted, "Why so much nonsense? Come and die already!"
Qin Tian let out a sharp shout, his foot stomping hard on the ground. Flames erupted around him.
His right hand clenched tightly, and the Purple Lightning Sword unsheathed with a flourish. Brilliant arcs of electricity flickered, seemingly slicing through the air itself.
"Teng Wang Fist!"
Su Mu Yi had waited a month for this day. He had finally found an opportunity to kill Qin Tian in the Myriad Beasts Cave but was met with countless beasts released by Qin Tian that thwarted him, causing him considerable trouble. He had managed to take out his frustrations on Qin Tian's friend, Shen Tianming, but just when he thought he had the upper hand, Qin Tian intervened once more.
All past grievances and today's rage coalesced into this one punch.
The explosive flames shattered the blue stones of the Arena. His punch sent a wave of Killing Intent that resonated through the vast sky, instilling fear in countless people below.
"Die, Qin Tian!"
Whoosh!
As the words fell, his body had already appeared just a few feet in front of Qin Tian. His fist, engulfed in raging flames, erupted without restraint, crashing toward Qin Tian's chest with tremendous force.
"Xuan Yang Sword Technique."
Qin Tian let out a light grunt as the Purple Lightning Sword traced a brilliant arc, carrying endless arcs of electricity, colliding violently with the incoming punch.
It was a clash of titans.
Sizzle!
A crisp sound echoed as powerful spiritual energy slammed into the ground. Numerous blue stones instantly shattered into fragments, swirling through the air.
Thud, thud, thud!
Su Mu Yi's body was forced back three steps. In contrast, Qin Tian also retreated three steps.
It was a draw.
"How is this possible? Su Mu Yi's Combat Power is unmatched in the entire Outer Sect; only Luo Tianyu can stand on equal footing with him. How has Qin Tian cultivated to this level?"
"Yeah, I remember not long ago Qin Tian was still an incapable waste, unable to break through."
"This waste is no longer what he used to be! He’s completely transformed."
The first attack ended in a draw. The Outer Sect Disciples were almost stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. Even Luo Tianyu, who stood to the side, looked astonished as he gazed at this previously unknown young man.
The Inner Sect Disciples in the sky above, however, were not particularly impressed.
After all, anyone who could join the Inner Sect was a natural talent among the Outer Sect. To them, this battle was merely a spectacle.
"There is still a difference; Qin Tian seems to be giving it his all. But Su Mu Yi still has plenty of energy left."
"Yes, Qin Tian has simply not trained for long enough. Even with Sister Gong's recent help, he has finally made some progress. However, it's too short a time for him to be Su Mu Yi's match."
"I'm curious, though; what is it about this kid that caught Sister Gong's attention? Why would she lower herself to help him?"
Many were more interested in why Gong Xueyi favored Qin Tian than in the outcome of the battle itself. After all, there was no way Qin Tian could defeat Su Mu Yi; the gap between them was just too vast.
"Xueyi, who do you think will win?"
The elder spoke for the third time, looking at Gong Xueyi with keen interest.
Gong Xueyi shook her head and did not respond.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of explosive sounds echoed across the Arena. Qin Tian and Su Mu Yi were both giving it their all. The bluestone slabs beneath their feet shattered into pieces. This Arena had suffered significant damage during this Outer Sect Grand Competition.
Puff!
In the moment they intertwined, Su Mu Yi's fist struck Qin Tian's chest. Blood spurted out as Qin Tian's body trembled for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. He gently shifted his foot to the side, moving his body an inch away.
Then, a fist grazed Qin Tian's shoulder and slammed fiercely into the void.
Even the void shook violently.
The power of Su Mu Yi's Fist Technique was evident.
With a swift motion, Qin Tian did not give Su Mu Yi a chance. He thrust his sword forward, grazing Su Mu Yi's chest. His clothing tore apart, revealing a deep wound that cut to the bone.
"Qin Tian's cultivation is only at Channeling Realm, Fourth Layer, yet Su Shixiong has already stepped into Meridian Realm Fifth Layer. In such a confrontation, they are evenly matched; Qin Tian is somewhat terrifying!"
"Who can argue with that? However, Su Shixiong hasn't revealed his trump card yet. This kid seems to be giving it his all. The outcome is already quite clear."
"Qin Tian has come this far; it's no easy feat. Unfortunately, Su Mu Yi is far from simple."
Many people felt pity for Qin Tian. It must be said that he was already quite outstanding, but unfortunately, he was up against an Outer Sect Heavenly Pride—Su Mu Yi.
In a short period, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, and surprisingly, neither could gain the upper hand.
Bang!
After an intense exchange of blows, both were propelled backward for dozens of steps, each reaching the edge of the Arena.
"It seems I truly underestimated you. To force me to use this move is a rare occurrence even within the Outer Sect. Originally, I cultivated this technique to deal with Luo Tianyu, but it looks like I’ll have to test it out on you first!"
Su Mu Yi shed his tattered upper garment, revealing a torso stained with blood. He then twisted his neck and moved his shoulders and wrists vigorously. In an instant, a golden light spread from his Dantian throughout his entire body.
Golden skin, golden bones.
At that moment, he stood revealed before everyone.
"The Golden Sun Battle Body! So the rumors were true; Su Mu Yi has really mastered the Golden Sun Battle Body."
"He defeated an Inner Sect Disciple using the Golden Sun Battle Body? That rumor is actually true?"
"An Inner Sect Disciple and an Outer Sect Disciple are worlds apart. Even Brother Luo's most impressive feat was merely escaping unscathed from an Inner Sect Disciple. Su Shixiong actually defeated one?"
As these words were spoken, the crowd erupted in astonishment.
Even the Inner Sect Disciples hovering in the air exchanged incredulous glances.
"The Golden Sun Battle Body! Qin Tian, prepare to die!"
With a fierce shout, Su Mu Yi stomped down on the bluestone, causing more than half of the Arena to collapse in an instant. A fist of radiant gold descended like a meteor from the heavens, crashing toward Qin Tian's head with tremendous force.
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