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Once again, a massive block of ice crashed to the ground, and Gu Ping closed his eyes. He felt defeated, yet he yearned to continue fighting. Had he lost?
The Senior Sister looked at Gu Ping with a hint of regret. She knew that Gu Ping would likely not be able to break through to the Transcendence Stage like Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. Although Tenglan had not fully ascended to the Transcendence Stage, he had already shattered the Heavenly Boundary. After that point, there were no longer any mortals like Tenglan; only cultivators existed in that realm, and he had transcended the limits of humanity, beginning his journey toward becoming an immortal.
Xiazhi clenched her fists. To others, this was merely a battle for the title of Eldest Disciple at the academy, but for Minghong, if Gu Ping lost, there would be no place for him in that institution. The elders would not hesitate to drive Gu Ping out completely, leaving him with no opportunities. Even if their master intervened, it would be futile.
What choice did Gu Ping have?
Xiazhi knew that Gu Ping had not reached a point of desperation; otherwise, he would not be willing to stay and fight at the academy. Would he be willing to struggle alongside those people? Would he risk everything for Mok Ming Academy?
The answer was likely negative. From what Xiazhi understood of Gu Ping, someone who fought to such an extent would probably seek to give up. He would not want to stake everything on Mok Ming Academy.
Moreover, he would never squander his talents and capabilities in an institution filled with decay and outdated practices. For Gu Ping, the outside world might offer a better choice. Although there were countless enemies outside, he would no longer be bound by old rules, allowing him to shine as he should—free from the constraints of that small corner of the academy.
But just as Xiazhi felt as if she were immersed in a sea of light, she realized she was mistaken.
The moment Gu Ping removed the Yin Yang Canopy, the entire mountain peak was enveloped in brilliance. It was reminiscent of the infinite light felt from dozens of miles away outside the Flowing Cloud Realm. At this moment, immense Light Spirit Power filled every corner of the Martial Arts Hall.
The solid ice melted instantly as light gradually diminished around him. Bu Luo's presence decreased but began to converge towards Gu Ping's body. This time, Gu Ping did not allow the overflowing Light Spirit Power to dissipate into the air; instead, he harnessed that vast amount of Light Spirit Power once again to enhance his Radiant Body—a secret technique for increasing strength.
Visible Radiant Flames blazed around Gu Ping, making him shine like a sun. As all the scattered Light Spirit Power was absorbed into his body, a brilliant sun coalesced behind him—a true sun that appeared even more dazzling due to its proximity to the Disciples of the Academy.
The moon wheel, formed by Radiant Flame, hovered behind Gu Ping, dispersing all other attributes of spiritual energy around him. This effect gradually filled the entire Martial Arts Hall, to the point where Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, felt almost no presence of ice attribute spiritual energy nearby.
At that moment, Gu Ping's most resolute stance conveyed to everyone that he, Gu Ping, sought only to remain in the academy; no one could force him away. His choices were his own. He was not Yin Tianheng; he had friends like Chen Si and Wang Junbao, and companions like his senior sister and Chen Minghua. He had Yoyo by his side. Gu Ping stood firm.
His fate was shaped by his own kindness and the goodness of the world around him. He would not be blinded by appearances. Although luck played a part, he believed more in actions. Tian Zai would see that words held their own conclusions in Fate. Gu Ping would not become another Yin Tianheng; they were ultimately different.
With a sudden swing of his leg, Radiant Flame erupted from Gu Ping's limbs, surging toward Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, engulfing him in a sea of fire.
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, was undeterred. Once again, he condensed the Ice Giant Sword, gripping it tightly with both legs as he split the fiery sea in two and charged forward. In that area devoid of ice attribute spiritual energy, if he wished to continue battling Gu Ping, Tenglan knew he must overcome the repulsion caused by the Light Spirit Power that countered ice attribute energy.
Seizing the opportunity, Gu Ping pursued. The Light Spirit Power coalesced into a powerful strike aimed at Teng Min. At this moment, Qunqin Ping had already broken free from Jin Qi's constraints. With the enhancement of Radiant Body, he had reached Infancy once more, significantly closing the gap between them.
Seeing that Gu Ping offered no chance for him to break through, Tenglan understood it was time for a decisive battle. He turned around to face Gu Ping and firmly grasped the Ice Giant Sword, raising it before his chest. As he channeled his spiritual energy into it, an icy blue glow radiated from the giant sword, conjuring an even larger shadow of an ice sword in the Martial Arts Hall's air. Even Yuan Ti, miles away, could see a pillar of icy blue light in the sky.
The disciples of the academy recognized this as the first move from Liu Dong's Ice Soul Sword Technique taught by Ke Shizu: Ice, Seal, Thousand Miles.
Tenglan's voice resonated clearly in every disciple's ear as he pronounced each word deliberately. This legendary sword technique was a powerful move that all Outer Court disciples aspired to master. It was said that Ke Shizu had once sealed six nations and ten cities with this technique during his Mahayana Stage cultivation; Chill had coalesced in the World of Mortals' air for three months.
Now, Ke Zhen'e's disciple Tenglan had once again brought this formidable sword technique to the mortal realm. Though he could not match Ke Zhen'e's Mahayana Stage prowess, it was enough to add another layer of brilliance to Tenglan's reputation as a genius.
Gu Ping closed his eyes as the moon wheel behind him passed through his body and came to rest before him. The blazing flames illuminated Tenglan’s world with brilliance. Two extreme realms formed in the Martial Arts Hall: one bright and scorching, the other cold and piercing.
This battle transcended that of the younger generation; regardless of who had previously triumphed between them, it would come as no surprise now that they faced this decisive moment. The clash between the giant sword and moon wheel loomed ahead.
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