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Suddenly, Lu Chen shouted, swinging his arms as he unleashed a flurry of punches. Each strike landed with force and speed, and within just a few breaths, the Lean Disciple could no longer defend himself.
"Hmm? Peak of Unity, Junior Brother, you won."
The disciple felt somewhat unwilling to accept this outcome, but as soon as Lu Chen displayed his Qigong mastery, he realized there was no hope left.
The gap in Qigong cultivation is generally hard to bridge. Especially after witnessing Lu Chen's iron fists, which were clearly the result of rigorous training. Achieving such a level requires immense dedication and effort that he could not compare to.
"Senior Brother? Thank you for your guidance!"
Lu Chen cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the Lean Disciple, surprised by how quickly his opponent conceded.
The competition among the one hundred sixty participants was divided into two batches. Lu Chen belonged to the first batch, while the second batch would compete next. Together, these two batches constituted one round.
The first round was a knockout format of four versus two; after this round, it would be a progression format of two versus one. Once a participant passed the progression round, they would enter the finals with eighty competitors.
As long as one could endure until the end and stand out among the eighty, they could become a True Disciple.
In a knockout competition involving three to four hundred participants, it wasn't too difficult; after all, from four people, two would always emerge victorious.
Lu Chen was quite fortunate to have won in the knockout stage and qualified for the progression round. However, as the competition progressed, the difficulty would increase significantly since opponents were all elites who had advanced through elimination rounds.
After leaving the Arena, Lu Chen went to watch from outside the Martial Arts Arena. The disciples from the second batch had already taken to the Arena with their Wooden Plaques and began fighting. Princess Zhulan, Jiang Youdang, and Lu Renjia were among those competing in this second batch of eliminations.
While Lu Chen was watching, Jiang Jiexing rushed over excitedly. He had also passed the first round of eliminations and qualified for the progression round like Lu Chen.
"Brother Lu Chen, congratulations! I noticed your performance earlier; your skills are truly remarkable! You defeated that disciple in just a few moves," Jiang Jiexing exclaimed enthusiastically.
Lu Chen was somewhat taken aback. Jiang Jie was also battling in the Arena but still had the time to pay attention to him.
Lu Chen chuckled and said, "Congratulations, Brother Jiang Jie, for passing the elimination round. It's worth celebrating."
The two stood together, their eyes fixed on the Arena, watching the exciting battles.
Before long, the second batch of elimination rounds concluded as well, and Princess Zhulan, Lu Renjia, and Jiang Youdang returned. Among the three, two were very excited, clearly having passed the elimination round.
Only one person, Jiang Youdang, wore a frown and looked regretful; it seemed he had likely been eliminated.
Jiang Jie and Lu Renjia comforted him. Everyone learned that Jiang Youdang's opponent was Di Wanren, who had quickly overwhelmed him.
Lu Chen gasped. Jiang Youdang's Qigong skills were not bad, but Di Wanren was truly exceptional and incredibly powerful. It was normal for Jiang Youdang to lose against him; he could only blame his bad luck.
Di Wanren was also from the Sui Mo Kingdom's Seven Great Families but had become a bodyguard and trusted subordinate of Princess of Qi, Huangfu Xun, making him a capable aide.
Among those present, if anyone faced a master like Di Wanren, aside from Lu Chen, they would likely all be eliminated; no one could match him.
The first round of elimination matches had completely ended, and now it was time for the second round of advancement matches.
The higher-ups of the Five Element Sect held a Stone Mirror in hand, recording all disciples' numbers and their win-loss situations. They quickly compiled statistics on the outcomes and eliminated those who lost while keeping the winning disciples for ranking to create a new match list.
The results were announced by the higher-ups of the Five Element Sect, and the advancement matches began accordingly.
Lu Chen held his Wooden Plaque, which bore his number 135. In this round, he would compete in the Fifty-Second Arena against a disciple numbered 345.
In reality, there were not just 320 disciples participating in the elimination rounds nor only 160 in the advancement matches; the accurate number was close to 380, which Lu Chen discovered unexpectedly from a list.
Lu Chen moved swiftly past one Arena after another, quickly arriving at the Fifty-Second Arena. The space above was empty, as no one had arrived yet; it seemed that the disciple numbered three hundred forty-five was still searching elsewhere.
With a push of his legs, Lu Chen jumped onto the Arena, stepping onto the red carpet and walking to the center, quietly waiting for the disciple to arrive.
Sure enough, not long after, a young disciple in his twenties appeared, holding a Wooden Plaque and looking around while comparing it to the Arena number.
When he reached below the Fifty-Second Arena, he looked up at Lu Chen and confirmed that Lu Chen was his opponent. He then leaped up onto the Arena.
This young disciple appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, very tall, with a faint beard that was growing thick.
Upon landing on the Arena, he placed his Wooden Plaque down and, seeing Lu Chen in a fighting stance without much conversation, raised his hand and attacked.
The young disciple's feet struck powerfully against the Arena, producing a series of loud thuds that were extremely forceful.
Lu Chen's expression sharpened; this young disciple clearly had impressive leg skills and had likely invested considerable effort into training them.
Indeed, at the moment Lu Chen was momentarily distracted, the young disciple jumped high into the air, spreading his legs wide and sweeping horizontally to kick Lu Chen in the head.
"Ha ha ha!"
Both Lu Chen and the young disciple continuously shouted as they fought, adding to the intensity of the battle.
Lu Chen raised his arms to block, but immediately felt a numbness in his arms from the impact. He staggered back a few steps before performing a backflip and springing back up from the ground with a shake of his arm.
The young disciple was also jolted by the force from Lu Chen's arms as he landed on the ground, looking slightly stunned. He quickly pushed off again and charged forward once more.
Young Disciples continuously swung his legs, violently kicking towards Lu Chen. His legs possessed overwhelming power, slicing through the air and producing a "whoosh" sound.
Lu Chen retreated to advance, cautiously meeting the opponent's offensive while remaining calm, slowly observing the opponent's techniques and imprinting them in his mind.
This set of leg techniques was called "Overlord Kick," a top-tier low-level Qigong method within the Five Element Sect, capable of perfectly honing the muscles and Bones in a person's legs.
Once mastered, the power was incredibly fierce; a casual kick could shatter a large water tank, and at its peak, it could even crush an elephant's skull.
Su Wutong emphasized mastering martial arts with precision and spirit for good reason, focusing on Qigong cultivation. A high-level Qi Master could easily defeat someone with lower Qigong skills using an ordinary Fist Technique.
Lu Chen firmly maintained his Dao Heart, enduring the leg attacks from the Young Disciples, while quietly observing and learning. The Qigong methods of the Five Element Sect were too numerous to count, making it impossible to practice each one individually.
Only through battles like this, by observing the opponent's techniques and movements, could he silently communicate and blend them with his own learned Qigong methods—this was the fastest and best way to advance.
The Young Disciples leaped high, his powerful thighs sweeping towards Lu Chen, who was four or five steps away but could still clearly sense a gust of wind rushing towards him, even causing his hair to become disheveled.
The opponent wore a fierce expression, somewhat enraged, likely because he had unleashed all his moves in one round but had not seen Lu Chen retaliate; instead, he kept dodging while occasionally stealing glances at his techniques, which was quite irritating.
With a loud shout, the Young Disciples swiftly moved his legs to launch another explosive kick. This time, as he kicked out, there was a faint glow emanating from his legs.
This was due to the incredible speed generating friction with the air, creating tiny flames that flickered momentarily.
As his long leg kicked towards him, Lu Chen felt a thunderous sound approaching and did not dare to be careless. He immediately swung his arms and executed the Ape Demon Arm, fingers spread wide like a scythe, ready to counter.
The Young Disciples landed a kick on Lu Chen's shoulder, forcefully pressing down. His legs were long and powerful, but Lu Chen's arms were even longer.
With a swift motion of his arm, Lu Chen spread his fingers wide like those of a monkey and reached for the opponent's throat in one quick movement, gripping down hard with his five long fingers.
Young Disciples silently cursed the situation; if this continued, his neck would surely be broken by Lu Chen. He quickly retracted his long legs and retreated, but when he calmed down and looked down, he saw that Lu Chen had already drawn three bloody scratches across his chest.
Ah!
Young Disciples, now even more enraged from the injury, pushed off with his feet and lunged at Lu Chen with a furious roar, his long legs swinging in the air, each movement generating a faint glow.
Lu Chen took a few steps back, his eyes wide open. Then, Flesh rolled, and instead of retreating, he advanced. Rising to his feet, he swung his Ape Demon Arm wildly, fingers curled like hooks, sharp as scythes, launching left and right attacks aimed at the lower body.
Young Disciples jumped up to three or four meters high; his jump was comparable to the Fairy Leap in the Moon King Sword Technique. After all, he specialized in leg techniques, showcasing impressive skill.
As Young Disciples soared into the air, his legs crossed. "Whoosh," he broke through the air and pressed down on Lu Chen.
With a sudden blink of his eyes, Lu Chen swung his Ape Demon Arm, fingers spread wide like a grinding wheel pressing upward.
In the next moment, Lu Chen accurately grasped Young Disciples' ankle in his hand. With a swift motion, he applied pressure, and immediately there was a sound of bones cracking.
Young Disciples cried out in pain as Lu Chen held onto his foot. Pushing forward with his palm, a surge of True Qi flowed directly into Young Disciples's Flesh.
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