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"Sister Ji certainly has the qualifications, and Wang Cheng will deliver."
Now was the moment for Wang Cheng, who felt like he was being pushed into a situation he couldn't back out of. With so many people watching, how could he go against it? How would he survive in the Cloud Spirit Sect?
"Junior Brother, congratulations! You are the first male disciple of our Flower Soul Lineage in nearly a decade," Ji Mei said with a bright smile. Her beauty was captivating, and Wei Chen dared not look too long. He clasped his fists in greeting and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister."
Inside, Wei Chen was in turmoil: What the hell? Not a single male disciple in Flower Soul Lineage?
Honestly, Wei Chen didn't feel happy at all...
"Wang Cheng is magnanimous; you don't need to use Soul Technique against him. You should seize this opportunity to bring glory to our Flower Soul Lineage. Elder Yun will reward you as well."
It was clear to everyone that Ji Mei was biased in favor of Wei Chen.
"Thank you, Senior Sister. I will do my utmost to ensure that Flower Soul Lineage does not lose face."
With that, Wei Chen turned to face Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng assumed a defensive stance, allowing three moves. It might have seemed arrogant, but considering his opponent had just broken through to Spirit Realm, Wang Cheng felt no fear.
"If I can openly and forcefully suppress Wei Chen, perhaps Sister Ji will regard me more favorably..." Wang Cheng thought, his gaze inadvertently drifting toward Ji Mei's alluring figure.
Ji Mei chuckled lightly and threw him a flirtatious glance...
Wang Cheng's heart raced.
Just then!
Wei Chen seized the moment of Wang Cheng's distraction with precision. In the blink of an eye, he closed the four to five meters between them and launched a powerful punch aimed at Wang Cheng's left jaw.
The fierce wind from his punch created a gust of air that blew against Wang Cheng's head even before the fist made contact.
"Bang!"
It was a solid punch, devoid of any fancy moves, as swift as lightning, and as devastating as shattering gold and stone. It struck Wang Cheng's jaw with brutal force.
The impact was chilling, leaving the onlookers in stunned silence. If they were in Wang Cheng's place, could they have evaded Wei Chen's ghostly speed?
Wang Cheng, a disciple of the Eighth Level Outer Sect of Spirit Realm, was indeed formidable. Despite Wei Chen's immense strength, his punch did not send Wang Cheng's jaw flying; instead, it merely produced a sharp crack that echoed in everyone's ears, twisting Wang Cheng's jaw painfully.
"Gurgle..."
Wang Cheng emitted an incomprehensible sound; he had already lost in this first exchange!
Wei Chen would not let the opportunity to beat down a fallen opponent slip away. As Wang Cheng fell to the ground, Wei Chen advanced, delivering a vicious kick to Wang Cheng's side that sent him flying several meters away in a graceful arc, landing at the feet of several other members of the Wang Family.
"Go take your master and get lost!"
The others exchanged glances. With Ji Mei present, harming Wei Chen was out of the question. They thought it wise to preserve their strength for another day and quickly gathered up Wang Cheng and Wang Cai before hastily retreating.
Everyone stared at Wei Chen in disbelief; no one had expected such ruthless tactics from him. Typically, there would be some warning before a confrontation, but Wei Chen had acted without uttering a word.
However, since Wang Cheng had already assumed a fighting stance, it was hard to blame him for what happened next!
"Wang Cheng was really asking for it, stealing glances at Sister Ji during their duel."
"If he had been more careful, even giving Wei Chen three chances would not have helped him."
"From now on, he should play by the rules. Wei Chen is unpredictable and offending him brings no good."
The discussions were lively as Wei Chen established his dominance and rose to prominence.
The battle concluded with Wei Chen winning effortlessly. However, there was no trace of joy on his face; this victory was achieved through provocation and ambush. Otherwise, how could he possibly be a match for Wang Cheng?
"Congratulations, Junior Brother. Let me take you to the Flower Soul Lineage Base for a tour," Ji Mei offered.
Wei Chen quickly expressed his gratitude and followed Ji Mei away from the square.
Moments later, Zhao Song arrived at the square in a panic, searching for any sign of Wei Chen.
"That guy didn't die? After suffering such severe injuries and being pushed off the Cliff by Song Qingshan, how could he possibly survive?"
"Not only did he survive, but he also broke through to the fourth level of the Spirit Realm?"
Zhao Song was in a state of turmoil. When he heard the news about Wei Chen advancing to an outer disciple, he could hardly believe his ears. He rushed over to verify but couldn't find Wei Chen.
However, everywhere he turned, he heard that Wei Chen had severely injured Wang Cheng and Wang Cai from the Wang Family. It couldn't be false.
"This is unbelievable. Does that guy have some kind of fortuitous encounter?"
Zhao Song searched for a while but couldn't find Wei Chen, so he had to leave in disappointment. As soon as he returned to the Beast Soul Line Base, he received a summons from the Beast Soul Line's elder, Zhao Wuji.
"Zhao Song, I don't care what grievances you have with Wei Chen. He is challenging you under the special provisions of the Cloud Spirit Sect. You must win tomorrow's battle," Zhao Wuji ordered, waving Zhao Song away.
In Zhao Wuji's eyes, Zhao Song held little status.
"I am at the third level of the Refined Realm and have cultivated several powerful Soul Techniques, while Wei Chen is only at the fourth level of the Spirit Realm. What could he possibly rely on to challenge me?"
Zhao Song did not dare to delay and hurried towards the Alchemy Path Base.
Song Qingshan lay bedridden, his face pale and his eyes hollow. Losing his manhood was a blow that no one could bear.
"Brother Song, I have news for you. That kid Wei Chen is not dead; instead, he has made a breakthrough and has now joined the Flower Soul Lineage."
"What?" Song Qingshan sat up in shock and anger, tearing open his wound and breaking into a cold sweat.
"Get to the point! What the hell is going on?"
Under Song Qingshan's pressing inquiries, Zhao Song recounted everything he knew. Finally, a flicker of anger returned to Song Qingshan's ashen face; news of Wei Chen reignited a spark of hope within him.
"This is perfect! I was just worried about finding something to do. Now that bastard isn't dead after all—there's something to play with."
Song Qingshan grinned widely, an eerie joy filling his expression.
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