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For a period of time, Wang Yi diligently practiced within the sect, comprehending several sets of techniques to lay the foundation for breaking through to the Yuan Realm.
In the morning, Wang Yi stepped out of his room, breathing in the fresh air and gently exhaling a breath of turbid air, feeling much more at ease.
At this moment, the sun hung high above the treetops, and the crisp chirping of birds sounded like the twang of strings, pleasant to the ears.
Martial Arts Plaza.
"Look, Brother Wang is here."
Under the jade platform, several disciples recognized Wang Yi and exclaimed in surprise, speculating whether he had come to participate in the jade platform challenge.
"I pay my respects to Elder Yuan." Wang Yi walked straight up to Elder Yuan and bowed respectfully.
"Oh, Wang Yi." Elder Yuan was slightly taken aback and said, "Are you here to challenge?"
Wang Yi nodded. Now that he had broken through to Sixfold, he was confident that among those in the Earth Spirit Realm, there were very few who could defeat him. Therefore, he decided to challenge the jade platform again.
After a while, Wang Yi decided to challenge an Inner Sect Disciple named Feng Sheng.
Elder Yuan nodded and instructed someone to call Feng Sheng over for the challenge.
Before long, a broad-shouldered young man appeared before Wang Yi.
"Are you Wang Yi?" Feng Sheng frowned and glanced at Wang Yi. He thought to himself, "I heard that this Wang Yi has continuously shattered the sect's jade platform records. I originally thought he would be a strong opponent; who knew he was just a Sixfold martial artist? It seems this person is overrated."
"Brother Feng, please." Wang Yi gestured with his hand.
"Hmph, Wang Yi, I advise you to go back and cultivate a bit more. I am a whole realm higher than you; defeating you would be as easy as pie. Why bother striving for momentary victory?" Feng Sheng frowned.
"Feng Sheng, you just returned and may not know that Wang Shizhi has already defeated several disciples at the Sevenfold realm, so you should be cautious," Elder Yuan said with a smile.
"What?" Feng Sheng's pupils constricted. He didn't expect Elder Yuan to hold this person in such high regard; it seemed this person must have some skills.
In the Arena.
Everyone widened their eyes, motionless as they watched the two, even their breathing became much quieter.
"Wang Shidi, please," Feng Sheng said.
Wang Yi smiled indifferently, lightly tapping his right foot on the ground, and suddenly disappeared from his original spot. Suddenly, Feng Sheng felt a cold wind rush towards him, and he saw a blurry figure appear right in front of him.
Feng Sheng's expression changed dramatically. He didn't expect Wang Yi to be so fast. He struck out with both fists simultaneously. Bang! Bang! Two sounds echoed as Wang Yi was forced back. His feet suddenly moved, and his right palm rose from above, aiming down at Feng Sheng's shoulder. The latter grunted and quickly dodged, but even so, Wang Yi managed to slice off a piece of his sleeve.
Feng Sheng looked pale as he stared at Wang Yi, his eyes filled with a hint of fear. He didn't expect that after just returning from training, such a formidable person would appear in the Sect, especially one who had just advanced to Inner Sect Disciple. He felt truly unwilling.
"Ha!"
Feng Sheng shouted loudly, his sleeves swirling as he struck out with one palm. A fierce wind surged forth, accompanied by the sound of thunder; his momentum reached its peak. The Vital Energy within him had already reached the pinnacle state of Cui Gu, unleashing the most powerful move he had ever learned.
Boom!
At the moment their palms met, two streams of Vital Energy exploded simultaneously, creating a wave of Sonic Wave. Feng Sheng's face turned pale as he felt an overwhelming force of Vital Energy surge into his palm. His blood surged violently; he let out a muffled groan as blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He staggered backward, looking at Wang Yi in shock and fear.
"Thank you." Wang Yi clasped his hands in greeting.
"Brother Wang truly lives up to his reputation as a talented disciple. I, Feng Sheng, admit defeat wholeheartedly," Feng Sheng thought with a bitter smile, realizing at this moment that Wang Yi had indeed gone easy on him.
"Hiss!"
"Brother Wang is indeed incredibly powerful, still defeating opponents in just three moves."
"Yes, with such strength, I believe Brother Wang will definitely break into the top fifty."
The challenges continued!
In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Wang Yi defeated three more Sevenfold disciples, raising his rank from two hundred sixteen to one hundred seventy-three.
The fourth opponent was named Wang Xu, an Eighth Layer Earth Spirit Realm disciple of medium height.
"Brother Wang, please." Wang Yi clasped his hands and bowed.
"Wang Shidi can challenge beyond his level at Sixfold; it seems you are indeed extraordinary. I won’t hold back, so you should show your true strength!" Wang Xu had long known of Wang Yi's reputation and did not underestimate him due to his lower realm. He looked serious, clearly treating Wang Yi as an equal opponent.
Wang Yi did not hesitate either. With a light shout, he dove toward Wang Xu like a great roc spreading its wings. His Vital Energy surged within him, and he felt a rumble in his throat as if thunder was about to erupt. Wang Xu did not dare to be careless; he brought his index and middle fingers together like the tip of a spear, channeling Vital Energy into them and thrusting sharply toward Wang Yi's heart.
"Buzz!"
Wang Yi remained expressionless and suddenly opened his mouth wide. An Inaudible Sound Wave swept out from him like a tidal wave, creating ripples in the air.
Wang Xu was taken aback, not expecting that Wang Yi was practicing Sonic Wave Martial Arts. Caught off guard, he felt as if his eardrums were about to burst, and the momentum of his attack instantly slowed. Seeing this, Wang Yi smiled slightly and suddenly unleashed a "Furious Fist." The iron fist, accompanied by a roar, struck Wang Xu's chest, causing him to stumble backward.
Silence!
Complete silence!
The vast Martial Arts Plaza fell into an eerie quiet, and after a long while, gasps of astonishment began to echo.
"This... Senior Brother Wang Xu couldn't even block a single move from Brother Wang?"
"Impossible! I must have seen it wrong. Brother Wang needed three moves to deal with Sevenfold; why does it seem like only one move is needed against Brother Wang now?"
"Could it be that Senior Brother Wang Xu is too weak?"
The crowd exchanged glances; could this really be possible?
"Ah!" Wang Xu roared in anger. With his Eighth Layer strength, he had been defeated by a Sixfold opponent in one move—what a humiliation, an immense disgrace.
The flames of fury burned fiercely in Wang Xu's eyes. He let out a furious roar and shot toward Wang Yi.
"Wang Yi!"
Wang Yi remained calm. Using the You Li Body Technique, he vanished from Wang Xu's sight. Wang Xu's expression changed dramatically, filled with terror. He felt every hair on his body stand on end, drenched in cold sweat. Suddenly, he sensed a heavy pressure bearing down on him; blood spurted out as his body collapsed onto the Arena like a boneless soft snake.
"Thank you for your guidance," Wang Yi said calmly.
"I lost, I actually lost." Wang Xu said with a face full of unwillingness, unable to understand how he could be defeated by a Sixfold warrior.
"Good, good, very good." Elder Yuan said with a smile, "Wang Shizhi, do you still want to continue challenging?"
Wang Yi nodded and selected an Inner Sect Disciple from the fifteenth row, who was at the Earth Spirit Realm, Eighth Layer.
Time slowly passed, and more and more disciples gathered around. After an hour, nearly half of the Inner Sect Disciples had arrived, surrounding the Arena tightly, making it difficult to squeeze in.
The crowd was enthusiastic and discussed among themselves whether Wang Yi could enter the top fifty. It should be noted that among the top one hundred, almost all were Ninth Layer warriors; some had just broken through, while others had been stuck at the Ninth Layer for a long time, only one step away from condensing the Primordial Dan, their strength unfathomable.
The top thirty were all Yuanjing Warriors, each one a remarkable individual who had undergone life-and-death trials, their hands stained with blood.
After a stick of incense's time, Wang Yi consecutively defeated six Eighth Layer warriors and entered the top one hundred, leaving Li Gang, Chu Yixuan, Zhao Shanyu, and others far behind. Only Bai Mei Jin Qinghan continued to advance triumphantly until reaching the top fifty. With Earth Spirit Realm Level Six, Jin Qinghan repeatedly defeated opponents of much higher realms; his strength was evident.
Li Shang: Earth Spirit Realm, Ninth Layer!
Wang Yi's first Ninth Layer opponent stood eight feet tall with piercing eyes.
"Brother Wang, do you know? Since I returned to the Sect, the two people I've heard about the most are you and Jin Qinghan," Li Shang said with a broad smile. "As newly promoted Inner Sect Disciples, you two are truly leading the way. It's been a long time since our Kaiyang Sect has seen such a scene."
"Li Shixiong is overly complimentary; I am merely lucky," Wang Yi replied with cupped hands.
"No, you indeed possess strength far beyond your peers. I have watched your previous matches; you defeated your opponents in just three moves. Moreover, the Martial Arts you used were only Third-Rank Martial Arts. Clearly, you have not yet exerted your full strength, right?" Li Shang said with a nod.
"Hiss!"
Over three hundred disciples in the audience gasped in surprise. Although they already knew that Wang Yi was extraordinary, they had not observed the details to the extent of Li Shang. If what he said was true, then Wang Yi would indeed be invincible in the Earth Spirit Realm.
"Please." A flicker of surprise flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, but he was taken aback by how keenly Li Shang observed. It seemed that the top one hundred disciples were not to be underestimated; their powerful abilities were just one aspect of their strength.
"Listen, this move of mine is called the Tremor Fist." Li Shang said, and with that, his body darted forward like lightning, moving at an incredible speed. His fists were tightly clenched, and his joints cracked under the force of gravity, sounding like popping beans.
"Boom!"
Li Shang unleashed a punch, sending a gust of wind that shattered the air, causing the ground to tremble as if it were shaking.
Wang Yi remained expressionless but did not dare to be careless. He knew that a Ninth Layer martial artist was only a step away from the Yuan Realm; those who possessed extraordinary abilities could break through during a match.
Thus, Wang Yi immediately exerted five layers of power, unleashing the Furious Fist that tore through the air, infused with the power of Inaudible Sound Wave, striking against the descending fist. The impact echoed with a series of cracking sounds. Li Shang's expression changed slightly as he felt as if he had struck an iron plate; his joints throbbed with pain.
Wang Yi, however, remained unfazed. After undergoing transformation from the Transcendence Fruit, his skeletal structure had reached an extraordinarily terrifying level.
Suddenly, Li Shang withdrew his fist and began to sway left and right unpredictably, making it difficult for anyone to discern his movements. To Wang Yi's eyes, it appeared as if there were countless Li Shangs flickering before him.
Wang Yi was astonished; it seemed that a Ninth Layer martial artist was indeed not comparable to an Eighth Layer martial artist. Each person had their own hidden cards; otherwise, they would not have made it into the top one hundred.
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