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At that moment, Gu Ping was locked in a confrontation with Zhang Qian. According to his calculations, Gu Ping should have already charged in by the thirtieth second, but now over a minute had passed, and Gu Ping showed no signs of moving against him. In fact, he seemed to be struggling to hold on. He knew that his intimidation could no longer be increased, yet Gu Ping's momentum continued to rise. How could that be?
Although Gu Ping appeared to be boosting his aura, desperately trying to maintain pressure, he was actually gritting his teeth to endure. He relied on his immense spiritual power to forcefully elevate his presence, but it was merely a quantitative change without any qualitative transformation. His aura, which was inherently stronger than Zhang Qian's due to their differing levels, made him seem quite foolish.
Gu Ping had no idea how much longer he could hold out. He clearly sensed that there was an essential difference between them; his aura stemmed entirely from himself, while Zhang Qian's was more reliant on the spiritual energy of the world around them. That was perhaps the fundamental distinction between the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment stages, Gu Ping thought.
Seeing Gu Ping still smiling confidently, Zhang Qian decided he could wait no longer. Although it was merely a quantitative change, if it led to a qualitative shift, he might miss his chance to move against him.
In that instant when Zhang Qian moved against him, Gu Ping also sprang into action. To their eyes, it seemed as if they both struck simultaneously. However, Zhang Qian knew that it was not just a coincidence; at the very moment he prepared to strike, his junior brother had seen through his intentions and reacted accordingly.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Ping was already in front of Zhang Qian, throwing a punch aimed directly at his face without holding back. He anticipated that Zhang Qian would respond in kind—and indeed he did.
Zhang Qian realized that Gu Ping was taking a gamble, wagering whether his first strike would be a spell or not. Just like Gu Ping, he chose to engage in close combat. After witnessing Gu Ping's two previous battles at the academy, everyone believed he must be some kind of close-combat expert. However, they underestimated him; they thought it unwise to engage someone like him in melee combat and expected Zhang Qian to use limiting spells from the start to prevent Gu Ping's close-combat prowess from being unleashed.
Gu Ping understood Zhang Qian's fighting style well enough to feel confident—he estimated he had at least seventy or eighty percent certainty that Zhang Qian's first strike would be a spell. At that moment, if he could launch an attack first, he would surely disrupt Zhang Qian's technique and gain the upper hand.
As expected, the scene unfolded just as Gu Ping had predicted; he was now pressuring Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian relied on his Golden Core Stage’s more refined spiritual shield for defense and couldn’t unleash any powerful spells. Meanwhile, Gu Ping’s attacks were not weak either; if this continued, it wouldn’t take long before Zhang Qian faced defeat.
His junior brother’s fighting style didn’t resemble that of an ordinary person at all. Outside the ring, Wen Tian suddenly exclaimed in amazement. As soon as those words left his mouth, several female disciples burst into laughter.
To those True Disciples watching, it seemed utterly ridiculous—there was no grace whatsoever in their exchange; fists and legs flew wildly with knees and elbows crashing together like a storm. Once Bei Qinping seized the initiative in this manner, there would be no room for retreat. No one would dare engage them head-on; only beasts would rely on their formidable defenses in such confrontations. At this moment, Gu Ping resembled a humanoid beast—every possible point of attack was utilized without hesitation for defense.
Not only was the attack powerful, but the way he dodged it left everyone, including Wen Shiren, in shock. At that moment, he pointed at Gu Ping's waist, causing everyone to gasp in disbelief at what they were witnessing.
Gu Ping tilted his body to the side, making it appear as if a part of his waist was protruding while the other side seemed to sink in, soft and flexible like a rope. He effortlessly evaded Zhang Qian's seemingly inevitable strike, leaving everyone astonished.
Without missing a beat, Gu Ping twisted his waist and dodged Zhang Qian's attack while simultaneously launching a counterstrike with his right leg from behind. Their fists brushed past each other near Gu Ping's head. At that moment, Gu Ping seemed to lack any bones, completely defying everyone's understanding of human anatomy.
That guy was practically like a humanoid beast; how could he be so fierce? Wen Tian exclaimed, voicing what everyone was thinking. Many had been part of the Harmony Society for quite some time and had never seen Zhang Qian in such a desperate situation, utterly lacking in strength. It was truly terrifying.
Did you notice? Xiazhi suddenly spoke up. It seemed as if he had an endless supply of spiritual energy, continuously pouring it out without any sign of restraint. If it were an ordinary Foundation Practitioner, they would have exhausted themselves long ago. Even a Pseudo Golden Core wouldn't waste energy like he did; it was simply extravagant.
Upon hearing Xiazhi's words, everyone held their breath. So that means this guy is invincible; no one at the same level could match him. Just relying on his spiritual energy consumption could wear them out completely. How could there be someone like that?
Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads. Not only had they never seen anyone like him before, but they probably wouldn't in the future either. How could one explain that guy? He was simply someone who broke all conventions, repeatedly challenging everyone's understanding of cultivators.
As everyone pondered this, Zhang Qian could no longer hold back. If this continued, he would be asking to be defeated. That guy was too strong in close combat; he simply couldn't afford to make a mistake. Moreover, he had been using all his strength without showing any signs of exhaustion. If he lost now, how would he face others in the Harmony Society? That was unacceptable.
With that thought in mind, Zhang Qian shouted loudly and forcefully engaged Gu Ping in a clash, creating some distance between them. He quickly retrieved his magical artifact—the Eastern Grade Magical Artifact known as the Pseudo-Moral Heavenly Book—which resembled the Moral Book. Although it was a replica, its power was formidable enough to reach the strength of an Eastern Grade Magical Artifact, giving Zhang Qian a brief moment to catch his breath.
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