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"What's impossible? Come at me with another strike!" Ren Pingsheng swung his sword down, and Wei Hong felt a heavy weight in his hand. Ren Pingsheng's assault did not stop; he continued to slash down, forcing Wei Hong to retreat step by step. The ferocity of the attack revealed another side of Ren Pingsheng.
This time, Wei Hong was incredibly frustrated. Previously, he had been the one dominating others in battle. Now, it had turned around, and he found himself unable to fight back against the pressure.
"Hmph, it seems I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have hidden strength; that's quite cunning."
"Cunning? It's just that I haven't encountered an opponent who can make me fight with all my might. Whether you can make me go all out depends on your strength," Ren Pingsheng said with a smile after another clash.
"Be arrogant all you want, thinking that your advantage in power will let you win against me. You're too naive."
"Naive or not, take another strike from me." Another deafening clash echoed as Ren Pingsheng stood firm while Wei Hong was forced back several steps before stabilizing himself.
"Damn it! Damn it!" Seeing Ren Pingsheng's sword coming at him again, Wei Hong couldn't hold back his anger and shouted as he retreated. He then unleashed a strike using a mid-level earth-element sword technique. It seemed he acknowledged his defeat in terms of raw power and was ready to compete in other aspects.
"I'll be afraid of you? The first place is mine!" Ren Pingsheng smiled broadly as an incredibly sharp and overwhelming aura surged forth, as if it could pierce through the void and cut everything in its path. The surrounding world was engulfed by this sharpness.
"Golden Edge Kill!" This was the first time Ren Pingsheng used nearly half of his strength for this move. A dim golden sword light sliced through the air, blinding everyone’s eyes.
A faint trace was left in the void as everything that obstructed it was severed. Wei Hong's mid-level sword technique crumbled upon contact, causing his expression to change drastically. He quickly executed two more mid-level sword techniques, but they only managed to slightly delay the attack.
"Impossible... How could his mid-level sword technique be so powerful? I refuse to believe it!" Wei Hong went wild, unleashing strike after strike in an attempt to block Ren Pingsheng's mid-level technique.
At this moment, he could not retreat; if he did, he would truly lose. In his mind, facing off like this meant that if he lost in terms of raw power and retreated in the contest of sword techniques, he would have no chance of turning the tables.
Ultimately, all efforts were in vain; he could not block Ren Pingsheng's Golden Edge Kill at the last moment. He desperately sidestepped and barely managed to use his sword to deflect Ren Pingsheng's mid-level technique. However, he was still sent flying.
The perfected Golden Edge Kill from Four Parts was simply beyond what he could withstand. If it weren't for his decent strength, he might not have even had time to react before facing dire consequences.
With a loud thud, Wei Hong fell to the ground, and for a long time, he did not respond.
The elders on the Judging Platform finally reacted; they had also been shocked by Ren Pingsheng's strength. They never expected that an outer sect disciple could unleash the power of mid-level sword techniques to such an extent. Even among inner sect disciples, this was quite rare.
"I'll go check on his condition," one elder immediately walked over to the sword-testing platform to assess Wei Hong's situation. However, he soon felt relieved.
"Fortunately, it's not serious; he just fainted from his injuries." The elder patted Wei Hong on the back a few times and fed him a healing pill. After a moment, Wei Hong woke up.
Seeing this, the outer sect disciples below began to chatter excitedly, as if a pot had boiled over.
"No way, Wei Hong actually lost to a newly promoted outer sect disciple."
"This is unbelievable! The first place in this outer sect competition is actually a newcomer. It's just too outrageous, too crazy."
"Now that the winner has been determined, the first place in this outer sect competition goes to Ren Pingsheng. Second place is Wei Hong, and third place is Zhao Shixiong." The Vice Sect Master Bai said with a smile, though his gaze occasionally turned toward Ren Pingsheng with admiration.
An outer sect disciple had actually mastered mid-level sword techniques to such a degree; it was clear that his talent was exceptional, especially in swordsmanship. Even those top ten extraordinary talents recruited just half a year ago seemed slightly inferior.
"The rewards for the top three will be delivered to your residences shortly. This concludes the outer sect competition. I hope you will continue to improve; the Warrior's Path is still long ahead. I look forward to your growth," Vice Sect Master Bai said before glancing at the three and then leaving.
"Hmph, kid, you were impressive this time, but don't get too cocky; someone will take care of you," Wei Hong shot a cold glance at Ren Pingsheng, threatening him.
"I'm waiting for that, but you are no longer a threat to me. Anyone who stands in my way will be kicked aside!" Ren Pingsheng glanced back at him and said nothing more as he walked off the sword-testing platform.
This outer sect competition officially came to an end, but many people remained unable to accept the final result, especially those disciples who had been in the outer sect for over a year.
In their view, the first place should have emerged from among them—not only because of their cultivation but also due to their mastery of swordsmanship. There was no way a newcomer who had just advanced two or three months could compare.
However, the outcome was completely opposite to what they had expected. This left them feeling helpless and astonished while also sparking their interest in Ren Pingsheng, as they sought to learn everything about him. They wanted to see what made this newly promoted outer sect disciple so special, with both impressive cultivation and swordsmanship skills.
As for the outer disciples or registered disciples who entered at the same time, they all wore excited expressions. This result made them feel honored, and whenever others came to inquire about Ren Pingsheng, they would proudly recount various stories, even fabricating quite a few.
Of course, there were also those who were jealous and could not stand seeing others do better than themselves. Some were so filled with resentment that they gritted their teeth in anger. Huang Qing was one such person, wearing a similar expression. Originally, he had aimed for the rewards of the top three, but not only did he lose to Ren Pingsheng, but what infuriated him even more was that Ren Pingsheng actually took first place.
This was something he could not accept no matter what; his face darkened for a long time before he left. He headed straight towards where the inner disciples were located, leaving others wondering what he was planning.
"Brother, you are my own brother. When did your strength become this formidable?" As soon as he returned to his residence, Chu Xiao jumped up excitedly, circling around Ren Pingsheng with an eager expression, rubbing his hands together in confusion.
"Uh... what's wrong with you?" Seeing his strange demeanor, Ren Pingsheng looked on with curiosity.
"What's wrong? What do you mean what's wrong? You just won first place in the outer disciple competition! First place! Do you even realize that? How can you be so unexcited?"
"I know, of course. But what's there to be excited about? It was all expected."
"You... are you trying to make me angry on purpose? This is first place! As your friend, I'm this excited and you're completely indifferent." Chu Xiao scratched his head in frustration, looking somewhat exasperated.
"Do I need to laugh out loud three times? That seems a bit exaggerated!" Ren Pingsheng replied with a look of disbelief. The outer competition had been relatively easy for him; in his view, it wasn't worth such excitement. The only thing he was satisfied with was receiving the reward for first place.
"Get lost! You always have to be such a killjoy. I curse you to never have a woman love you in this lifetime!" He said angrily, delivering a rather vicious curse.
"Uh... no need to be that harsh! I feel like I haven't offended you at all!"
"This is punishment for your attitude. You won first place among the outer disciples; shouldn't we celebrate? Treat me well as your friend who has been worried and cheering for you all along."
"Actually, I had already planned to invite Kong Zhan and a few others to Canglan Restaurant for dinner tomorrow. You should come along!" Ren Pingsheng thought for a moment and smiled as he asked.
"That's too insincere! Forget it; I'll let it slide this time. See you tomorrow." After saying that, Chu Xiao happily skipped away.
"Sigh, I really can't stand this guy!" Ren Pingsheng shook his head with a helpless expression and turned to enter his room. After experiencing two high-intensity battles in one day, he felt somewhat tired and needed to rest.
About half an hour later, the rewards were delivered, and the speed was quite fast.
"Not bad, not bad. With these eight Qi Gathering Pills, the speed of opening up my meridians will be much faster in the future." Looking at the eight milky-white pills in the porcelain bottle, Ren Pingsheng had a beaming smile. No one would ever complain about having too many beneficial items for cultivation.
"Hehe, the key is this advanced sword technique; this time it's the focus." When it came to choosing between sword techniques and Movement Techniques, he didn't hesitate to choose the sword technique. In his view, sword techniques were the best manifestation of strength. Movement Techniques were merely supplementary. Moreover, his intermediate Movement Technique, Wind Walking Steps, had not yet been perfected, so he didn't need it for now.
In his opinion, whether it was a sword technique or a Movement Technique, since he had obtained them, he must practice them to perfection before moving on to other things. Otherwise, if he couldn't unleash their power, it would be a waste of resources. One cannot overreach; if he couldn't digest these things well, learning other things later would have negative effects.
"This advanced sword technique is called Gale Sword Technique; it's wind attribute-based, so its power should be considerable." Ren Pingsheng opened the manual and studied it closely.
"Gale Sword Technique—like a gale sweeping through, it has a grand momentum that destroys and tears apart all enemies in its path. It is somewhat similar to Wu Yujin's wind attribute sword technique from before, but I fear the power difference will be vast."
"I haven't learned any wind attribute sword techniques before. However, I believe that an advanced sword technique is not just for show; I need to find time to practice it diligently. It might become my trump card against enemies in the future!" Ren Pingsheng murmured as he generally understood the power of the sword technique.
"I hope that by the time I become an inner sect disciple, I can master this sword technique and ideally grasp its advanced skills as well." Perhaps twenty days might be a bit challenging, but Ren Pingsheng still set such a goal for himself.
He knew that once he became an inner sect disciple, Huang Feng would likely cause him trouble. Although he wasn't afraid with his newfound strength after breaking through, mastering advanced sword skills would make him even more composed at that time.
Who knows if those inner sect disciples have mastered advanced sword techniques? Learning in the sect's library might be somewhat difficult, but perhaps there are some fortuitous encounters outside!
Ren Pingsheng believed that if he could encounter such opportunities, he wouldn't naively think others couldn't either. The Tianlan Continent is so vast; anything could happen!
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