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"Have you heard? The First Elite Disciple is no longer Brother Feng." An Elite Disciple said to others with a shocked expression.
"I already knew, but I don't know if it's true. Is there really anyone better than Brother Feng?" An Elite Disciple said skeptically.
"Hmph, of course, no one can surpass Brother Feng. Have you forgotten that when the First Elite Disciple is about to break through, they will also look for a new successor?" A well-informed Elite Disciple replied.
"What? So, Brother Feng is about to break through to become a Warrior Strongman!"
On this day, two pieces of news shook all the Elite Disciples. The first was that the First Elite Disciple had been replaced. The second was that the former First Elite Disciple, Feng Yi, was about to break through to become a Warrior Strongman.
Some were shocked, some were envious, and naturally, some were jealous.
"Damn it, damn it. The First Elite Disciple is mine, and will always be mine. No one can take it away from me. Whoever tries to take it will be killed by me, haha... I will know who you are."
Yang Wudi roared with a twisted expression. The First Elite Disciple, which he had long coveted, he had always thought would rightfully belong to him once Feng Yi prepared for the breakthrough. Now, unexpectedly, it had been taken away silently by someone else, driving him into a frenzy of anger.
Soon enough, the identity of the new First Elite Disciple was revealed. The name Ren Pingsheng was not new to them; it had been the most talked-about topic in recent days as this lucky individual had obtained Profound-Level Martial Arts in the Azure Wind Secret Realm.
However, now he was being discussed again. The title of the new First Elite Disciple was too significant for everyone to let go. They simply couldn't understand how such a newly promoted Elite Disciple could have gained the recognition of Feng Yi.
"It’s actually this kid. Last time I was careless and let him gain some advantage. This time I will defeat him fair and square and show Feng Yi how wrong his choice was. The First Elite Disciple is mine; no one can take it away." Yang Wudi said coldly with a venomous tone.
In Ren Pingsheng's small courtyard, Cheng Batian was pacing back and forth with an uncertain expression. His task was complete; today Ren Pingsheng would give him the Profound-Level Martial Arts.
But an hour had passed, and there were still no signs of Ren Pingsheng, which left him feeling uneasy. After watching yesterday's Match, he understood the gap in strength between himself and Ren Pingsheng. If he didn't give it to him, he would have no way out.
"Oh, you're here. Sorry, I lost track of time while cultivating." When Ren Pingsheng came out and saw Cheng Batian, he smiled apologetically.
"It's fine; I just got here too." Facing Ren Pingsheng, Cheng Batian felt somewhat awkward and deliberately changed his tone while speaking.
"Ha ha... Here is your reward." He smiled at the changes but said nothing. He took out a book and tossed it to Cheng Batian.
"Thank you! Well... from now on, I will follow you. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. Even if it's a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, I won't frown," Cheng Batian said cheerfully as he looked at the manual in his hands.
"Let's wait until you break through and become a warrior before we talk about that!" Ren Pingsheng shook his head with amusement after hearing these promises and was about to turn and enter the house.
"Ren Pingsheng, take this sword!" A loud shout came, followed by a fierce sword attack.
"Be careful!" Cheng Batian shouted with a change of expression, ready to draw his sword to help. But the fierce sword light was too fast and struck Ren Pingsheng instantly. He turned his sword to counterattack the assailant, preparing to buy time for Ren Pingsheng. However, his steps halted again.
Where the sword light struck, there was nothing. Ren Pingsheng had already appeared three zhang away, coldly staring at the person who had just ambushed him.
"Yang Wudi, you despicable scoundrel, how dare you sneak attack! I'm embarrassed for you; how could I lose to someone like you?" Cheng Batian immediately cursed upon recognizing the newcomer.
Many Elite Disciples nearby also noticed the situation. After Ren Pingsheng became the new First Elite Disciple, there were often Elite Disciples wandering around his residence.
"Hehe, Yang Wudi actually ambushed the new First Elite Disciple; this guy is truly shameless. It seems he can't let go of that title," one Elite Disciple said indignantly.
"Let's watch the show. I also want to see what this First Elite Disciple's strength is really like." Another Elite Disciple expressed curiosity; for them, it didn't matter who was First Elite Disciple.
"Sneak attack? I clearly warned you just now." Yang Wudi sneered without showing any emotion and then turned his face unceremoniously: "Ren Pingsheng, the First Elite Disciple is mine; it's not something you can have. Give it up quickly!"
"Very well, I'm most annoyed by people like you who think too highly of themselves. Since you've made your move, I'll play along," Ren Pingsheng said calmly. His expression showed no joy or anger, but those familiar with him would know he was already angry inside.
"Hmph, anyone can talk big; let's see if you can take a few of my swords first!" He swiftly slashed out several strikes with his long sword, each beam of sword light possessing formidable power.
"I see you're not learning your lesson; let's skip these tests." Ren Pingsheng snorted lightly and drew his long sword. The approaching sword light instantly dissipated.
He showed no mercy; there was nothing more to say to someone like that. The long sword in his hand flickered with blue light, and then the sword light shot forth like an arrow released from its bow, reaching Yang Wudi in an instant.
Yang Wudi's expression changed dramatically. With a shake of his sword, countless beams of light from his sword tilted and collided with the blue sword light, trying to buy some time to escape.
However, the blue sword light transformed into a small tornado, sweeping away all the sword lights. Instead, it grew even stronger, and the tearing force around it multiplied, causing Yang Wudi to stagger. This brief change made him lose the chance to escape, as the tornado directly engulfed him.
"Damn it, break for me!" Yang Wudi roared, continuously swinging his sword to fend off the tearing and attacks from all directions. Soon, he had several deep wounds that were visible to the bone.
"You can leave now; don't challenge my patience again." Ren Pingsheng glanced at him indifferently and waved his hand, causing the blue tornado to dissipate into thin air.
"Cough cough... I will remember this lesson; one day I will come back for you," Yang Wudi said with a pale face before leaving in a somewhat disheveled manner.
"Is this the strength of the new First Elite Disciple? Truly terrifying. Even the second-ranked Elite Disciple was easily defeated by him," an onlooking Elite Disciple murmured in shock.
"Now, I fear there won't be any changes regarding the First Elite Disciple's reputation."
"I will really follow you from now on; you must remember that. Once I become a warrior strong enough, I will be by your side," Chen Batian said seriously once again.
"Oh, if you become a warrior strong enough, I wouldn't mind. However, there's still plenty of time; let's wait until you truly become a warrior before making any decisions," Ren Pingsheng replied casually, indicating his agreement.
Not far away under a large tree stood two people: one was the Deputy Sect Master Bai, and the other was Zhu Gui, whom Ren Pingsheng recognized.
"What do you think?" Deputy Sect Master Bai asked.
"Indeed, in my perception, he has already comprehended the Artistic Conception of Wind; he must have just entered this stage not long ago," Zhu Gui said in a somewhat peculiar tone while dressed in black, as if reflecting on something.
"It has been a long time since I've seen someone at the Qi Refining stage comprehend an Artistic Conception; such comprehension and talent are truly monstrous."
"Yes, with such comprehension and talent, not only in our sect but also among those major sects, he would be considered one of the top existences."
"Moreover, with his terrifying combat power, even without the Artistic Conception of Wind, he could still defeat fully realized Qi Refining warriors. That is what is truly frightening. If all these factors are combined, he is undoubtedly one of the top geniuses on this continent," Deputy Sect Master Bai said with some emotion.
They are a low-ranking Sixth-Rank Force sect, yet they have such an individual, who is even considered one of the top geniuses across the continent. This feels like a dream to him.
"Maybe, hopefully for our sect, it will be a blessing rather than a curse," Zhu Gui said with a light sigh.
"This is naturally a good thing. Let's have someone bring him here. We should properly explain the matters of Artistic Conception to him, so he can advance further and grow faster. That would be beneficial for the sect," he continued.
Zhu Gui remained silent, merely gazing into the distance, lost in thought.
"Let's go. We should inform the Vice Master. I'm sure he will be pleased as well," Vice Master Bai said softly before turning to leave, appearing quite cheerful.
Yang Wudi, ranked second among the Elite Disciples, challenged the new First Elite Disciple and unexpectedly lost. Moreover, he was utterly powerless to fight back. This left many Elite Disciples astonished.
Initially, they were not very familiar with Ren Pingsheng, the new First Elite Disciple, but they never expected him to possess such formidable strength. When they learned that Ren Pingsheng was only at the Refining Qi Tenth Layer, their shock only deepened.
To challenge two ranks above and win so easily—was this something an ordinary person could achieve? The other Elite Disciples were in disarray, and those Elders who learned of the news were equally astonished, their beards trembling as they exclaimed phrases like "Heaven has eyes; the sect's revival is hopeful."
"Heh, that kid Yang Wudi really doesn't know when to give up. He wants to be the First Elite Disciple, but his strength still falls short by quite a bit. He is destined to be an outsider," remarked Feng Yi upon hearing the news, chuckling lightly and not dwelling on it further. He focused on his cultivation, preparing for a breakthrough.
Even he wasn't confident about defeating Ren Pingsheng, and he felt there was a greater chance of losing than winning; let alone others.
In any case, Ren Pingsheng became a well-known figure among the Elite Disciples, one that would leave a lasting impression that wouldn't be forgotten. As for the title of First Elite Disciple, it was well-deserved and acknowledged by all the Elite Disciples.
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