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Watching the actions of Gu Ping on the screen, everyone felt an inexplicable excitement. They knew that a good show was about to unfold, but they were unsure who had subdued the Azure Hawk and who would attempt to intercept him. Would it be that arrogant Nine Nether Person from earlier? If it were indeed him, that would be fantastic; they could teach that guy a lesson and show him the might of the World of Mortals. Everyone thought this in their hearts.
As time passed, Dao Tuo arrived at the path where Gu Ping was located. Upon seeing the signal flare in front of Gu Ping, Dao Tuo's eyes widened in disbelief; he couldn't believe someone could be faster than him.
Dao Tuo slowly approached Gu Ping. As he walked past Gu Ping, he noticed that Gu Ping had not opened his eyes. Seeing no intention from Gu Ping to intercept him, Dao Tuo quickly dodged and vanished from the path.
Then, Gu Ping used his leg to poke a hole in the path in front of him. The path was mostly constructed with load-bearing stones capable of withstanding immense weight. Everyone was astonished to see Gu Ping effortlessly puncture a hole in such sturdy material; it required tremendous strength.
The image of Dao Tuo disappeared from the mirror, and everyone knew that the lucky guy had truly made it; there would be no more unexpected incidents. However, they wondered what lay ahead in the mountains. Very few could traverse so far into the Rift Mountain Range. It was likely that Mok Ming Academy had already driven away most of the beasts near the mountain during the Martial Examination, leaving only some intelligent wild animals behind.
At this moment, everyone watched Wei Dedao's image as signal flares were intermittently launched into the sky. Most of them were fired by Wei Dedao, and thirteen more people had been eliminated by him.
The crowd on the eastern side of the Illusory Sky Mirror gritted their teeth in frustration, wishing they could rush in and eliminate that disrespectful individual. However, Mok Ming Academy would not allow anyone outside the Martial Examination to move against others; most people only thought about it internally. Even if they did intervene, it probably wouldn't be Wei Dedao's fault.
The sun had slowly shifted toward the west, and it was estimated that within an hour it would set. Finally, another group approached Gu Ping—five individuals who appeared to have escaped from some danger together, looking disheveled and exhausted.
Gu Ping opened his eyes and exchanged glances with both sides for a few seconds before poking five holes in front of him again. He gestured with his hand and said a single word: "Flare."
Upon hearing Gu Ping's words, the five individuals cautiously passed by him without daring to engage in a fight. After all their struggles along the way, they were now at their limit. Seeing Gu Ping standing there neatly dressed, it seemed he had been waiting for them while they were worn out; they figured it was best not to provoke him further. So they hurried away to avoid any conflict.
Six now—was he counting? Wu Qing and Minghong understood Gu Ping's intent; he was indeed being somewhat arrogant.
That guy Zhang Chenyu was momentarily at a loss for words. She could already confirm that Gu Ping was likely waiting for Wei Dedao. Their previous conversation with the academy elder must have been related to this matter. Jie Donglai wondered if Wei Dedao could reach Gu Ping before becoming the thirty-first person eliminated.
Another person had arrived.
Someone shouted, and everyone perked up, seriously watching the group on the screen. This time, there were more of them; they must have just escaped from danger, belonging to the third wave.
Gu Ping carefully counted Yi Dong and Ye Yi, noting that there were eleven of them. If he included the previous six, that made a total of eleven people. Bu Luo Gu Ping had just wanted to ask those eleven for help when he saw them charging towards him with great momentum, seemingly intent on escorting him out.
The first person reached Gu Ping, who couldn't even be bothered to stand up. He threw a right hook, colliding with a kick aimed at him. That person was sent crashing down from the walkway by Bei Qinping.
Everyone watching that scene felt a jolt, unable to help but ponder the immense strength required. The once fierce group seemed as if they had their throats squeezed, no longer daring to take another step forward.
Sixteen of them—Gu Ping smiled and then created ten more holes in front of him. He continued, "The remaining ten," speaking softly among themselves, realized they should not provoke him further. They hesitated but ultimately steeled themselves to approach Gu Ping. Upon seeing that he truly meant no harm, they quickly left.
The person who had just gasped during the confrontation was now caught by disciples from Mok Ming Academy's Outer Court and was being escorted toward the audience area. It was surprisingly peaceful at the moment.
Was that Chu Wei?
A figure approached Gu Ping, dressed in tattered clothing and wrapped in a piece of cloth for modesty. The guards from Chu recognized their prince and exclaimed in disbelief.
At this moment, Chu Wei resembled a drenched chicken, dripping wet with several areas clearly gnawed at by Orange Yellow Ants, leaving his flesh mangled. It was hard to tell where he had managed to shake off such a troublesome foe, yet he had persevered on the mountain—truly impressive.
"I'm fine." Gu Ping poked another hole—his seventeenth—adding to the fourteen already made.
Chu Wei bowed towards Gu Ping and, as he walked past him, spoke up: "I saw that guy. He doesn't deny it. He's currently entangled in a fight with someone and has already eliminated many others."
In the mountains, someone like him always needed someone to restrain Yi Dong; after all, Lu State valued etiquette. Gu Ping smiled, causing Chu Wei's body to shudder slightly.
After bidding farewell, Chu Wei left, and soon others began to gather around Gu Ping. Before long, the moon had risen halfway up the mountainside. From Gu Ping's vantage point, looking into the distance, the clouds at the horizon and the Maple Forest below were all dyed in shades of orange and red. An Azure Hawk flew by, casting shadows over Dongyi. Indeed, the Maple Forest was as red as fire, with the setting sun illuminating the golden autumn. Alone on Zhu Ping Peak, it seemed to compete with heaven and earth.
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