Hong Yu stared back at Guo Fei, showing no signs of weakness.
Guo Fei's speed was astounding. In a flash, he appeared and caught Guo Tao, whose limbs had been crippled.
Gazing at Guo Tao's crippled limbs, a thunderous fury flashed in Guo Fei's eyes. A voice like rolling thunder rumbled in his throat, "You have so nerve! I told you to stop, and you still dared to injure my brother?"
"The martial gathering was established to foster the cultivation of Outer Sect disciples. As long as it isn't life-threatening, any fight on this stage is within the Sect's rules. Besides, fists and feet have no eyes. If soone gets accidentally injured, they can only bla their own lack of skill," Hong Yu retorted sarcastically.
He clearly rembered that just monts ago, Guo Tao had crippled the arm of another Outer Disciple!
Hearing this, Guo Fei narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaw. He had no way to refute Hong Yu's words.
But seeing his brother's limbs crippled, he couldn't contain the rage in his heart.
He stared at Hong Yu with cold eyes. "Fine. Since this is the martial gathering, my brother being injured by you is his own fault for being less skilled. Heheheh, Junior Brother Hong, your talent is astounding, and you have the ability to fight above your level. As your senior, I've always wanted to spar with you. Do you dare to accept?"
Guo Fei's tone had already returned to calm.
Hong Yu, however, frowned slightly.
If Guo Fei had been uncontrollably furious and hysterically attacked him to avenge Guo Tao, Hong Yu wouldn't have been too concerned.
But the fact that Guo Fei could regain his composure so quickly put Hong Yu on high alert.
An opponent who could control their emotions was like a viper, impossible to guard against.
'This kind of person is far more difficult to deal with than an impulsive and violent opponent!'
"Brother Hong, don't agree to it!"
"Two years ago, Guo Fei was already strong enough to challenge for a spot in the top hundred of the Inner Sect! He could probably challenge for a True Disciple position now. You absolutely can't agree to this!"
Below the stage, a few of the new disciples who had co with Hong Yu hesitated for a long mont before speaking up to warn him.
Hong Yu's expression grew pensive.
Seeing this, Guo Fei mocked him, "What? Is Junior Brother Hong not going to give face? Or are you scared?"
Hong Yu curled his lip. "If you want a fight, you'll get one!"
"Good! Straight to the point, just as I'd expect!"
A sinister look appeared on Guo Fei's face. He handed Guo Tao to soone below the stage, then cracked his neck, producing a series of sharp CRACKLING sounds as he walked toward Hong Yu.
The two locked eyes.
A cold glint flashed in both their gazes, their invisible montums clashing between them.
"Eight Wind Fist!"
Guo Fei let out a sudden low roar and attacked.
The force of his punch was sharp. In an instant, it transford into eight fist-shadows that ca smashing in from eight different directions, illusory and ethereal.
Each shadow seed so real that it was nearly impossible to distinguish the true from the false, the tangible from the illusion.
What was even more astonishing was that each fist-shadow carried no less than thirty thousand units of imnse force, a testant to Guo Fei's terrifying strength. With power like this, he was likely on par with Tie Shou. He was truly worthy of his title as the number one expert on the Earth List, a man who had sworn not to enter the Inner Sect until he beca a True Disciple.
"Look, it's Senior Brother Guo's Eight Wind Fist! I've seen him use this move before. The previous number one on the Earth List was defeated by this very technique!"
"That's terrifying! With that kind of power, he'll absolutely crush Hong Yu!"
"In my opinion, for Senior Brother Guo to use the Eight Wind Fist against Hong Yu is like using a sledgehamr to crack a nut."
Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Hong Yu and Guo Fei finally clashed for the first ti.
Facing the Eight Wind Fist, the Cyan Eye in Hong Yu's left eye flickered as it tracked the trajectory of the fist-shadows. He unhurriedly executed the Seven Star Step Technique, his body moving along the profound mysteries of the Seven-Star formation, and consecutively dodged Guo Fei's attacks one after another.
Dodging once or twice could be attributed to luck.
But when Hong Yu dodged his attack for the tenth ti, Guo Fei clearly realized that everyone had underestimated the young man before him.
His expression turned grim, and he roared, "What kind of man just dodges and hides?"
"Then, as you wish!"
Hong Yu's dodging figure suddenly halted, his feet rooting to the spot as if grown there. A faint red halo appeared on his palm as he reached out to grab one of the fist-shadows filling the air. The move was like a cyan eagle swooping down on a rabbit—fast, precise, and ruthless. With a sharp "PAK," he directly seized the incoming fist-shadow.
"What?"
Guo Fei's gaze darkened, his face a mask of shocked disbelief.
The sharp fist-shadows suddenly vanished...
All that remained was Hong Yu, standing tall as a pine tree, straight as a long spear, with each of his hands gripping a thick palm.
The owner of those hands was, needless to say, Guo Fei himself.
Guo Fei was utterly stunned, staring at Hong Yu in disbelief. "You actually saw through my Eight Wind Fist? Impossible! This must be luck! It has to be just luck!"
Guo Fei's arms trembled violently.
He pushed his Profound Skill to its limit, concentrating the Power of his Primordial Spirit into his fists to break free from Hong Yu's grip.
"I refuse to believe you can catch it again!"
Guo Fei attacked in a rage.
This ti, his Eight Wind Fist was even faster and more powerful. The flurry of fist-shadows made it almost impossible to see his actual fists, truly like an unstoppable storm blowing in from all eight directions.
However...
When Guo Fei charged at Hong Yu again, he discovered to his dismay that his pride and joy, the Eight Wind Fist, had been broken by Hong Yu once more.
Hong Yu gripped Guo Fei's hands tightly, a playful, enigmatic smile on his lips. "Senior Brother Guo, this Eight Wind Fist is rely a Top-Level Martial Skill. It doesn't seem to be enough to deal with . You should bring out your real skills. Otherwise, when I decide to get serious in a mont, you won't have another chance!"
"What an arrogant brat! Since you're looking for death, don't bla for being rciless!"
Guo Fei once again shook off Hong Yu's grip.
He retreated explosively, flashing all the way to the edge of the stage.
His straight figure stood on one leg, then he slowly lowered his raised left foot. Exhaling softly, he once again regained his composure. "Hong Yu, I have to admit I underestimated you. Even those guys from the Heaven and Earth Alliance underestimated you. You are a very strong opponent. If you were allowed to cultivate in peace, it probably wouldn't be long before you caught up to my realm. A pity..."
"You're too ostentatious. You don't know how to lie low."
"Just like this ti. You actually dared to provoke . I don't know if you're truly confident or just looking down on . But regardless, this ti, you are destined to et your end at my hands. Whether it's to prevent the future reality of you surpassing , or to avenge my brother whom you crippled today, I will not let you leave this stage alive."
The clothes on Guo Fei's body began to swell slowly, as if a powerful current of air was coursing through him.
The long sleeves covering his arms billowed out the most.
"CRACKLE!"
Suddenly, an arc of electricity pierced through his sleeve. More and more arcs burst forth from his body, wrapping around his entire arm. Even his hair began to stand on end.
A faint glimr of lightning coated Guo Fei's eyes. He licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, a savage expression on his face. "Open your eyes wide and experience my true power!"
"BOOM!"
A flash of lightning erupted from Guo Fei's body as he charged toward Hong Yu like a thunderbolt.
Everywhere he passed, there was nothing but chaos and the crackling of thunder.
This was the true Absolute Skill of Guo Fei, the top disciple of the Outer Sect and number one on the Earth List.
It was the Guo Family's ancestral Secret Manual, the Mortal Level High-Grade Martial Skill, "Thunder Body," which could only be cultivated and used by those with the talent of a Thunder Primordial Vein.
Once executed, a Martial Artist's body would be wreathed in shockingly destructive arcs of lightning, granting them heaven-defying combat power and making them extrely difficult to deal with. Legend had it that if cultivated to the highest realm, one could even draw upon the Thunder of heaven and earth to augnt oneself, using the Power of Celestial Thunder to aid in battle.
How terrifying was the might of heaven and earth?
The fact that "Thunder Body" could draw upon Celestial Thunder was a clear indication of just how formidable it was!
"Thunderbolt Nine Strikes—Thunder Light Sword!"
Guo Fei let out a low shout and thrust out a fist.
The arcs of rushing thunder coiling around his arm instantly condensed, forming a two-ter-long sword of lightning. As he swung it, it stirred up waves of thunderclaps that made the surrounding air turn volatile. With a single thrust, the sword arrived before Hong Yu in a flash of lightning. SWOOSH!
'Not good...'
Hong Yu cursed inwardly, raising his arm to block.
"CRACKLE!"
In an instant, arcs of lightning covered his entire body. Hong Yu felt a wave of paralysis, and his movents stiffened.
"Thunder Burst!"
With Guo Fei's cold laugh, the Thunder Light Sword exploded with a BOOM, the powerful shockwave sending Hong Yu flying.
"PFFT!"
Hong Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his arms charred black.
If he hadn't cultivated the Eight Desolates Saint Slaying Technique, which had significantly increased his physical strength, that last attack would have been enough to cripple his hands.
"As expected, Guo Fei is worthy of being an expert capable of challenging for a True Disciple position. This level of power surpasses even Tie Shou's," Hong Yu muttered, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"To think you could withstand the Thunder Burst. It seems your physical strength is quite impressive. In that case, take this next move—Thunder Light Annihilation!"
Guo Fei's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly followed it with a cold sneer, preparing to strike again.
Hong Yu's nerves tensed instantly, and he was just about to take out his Breaking Army Spear to defend himself.
Just then, an authoritative voice suddenly bood from outside the stage: "Both of you, stop this at once!"
The mont the voice sounded, Guo Fei's montum, which he had been building for so ti, was instantly shattered.
The two looked over in surprise.
A white-haired old man was gazing at them with a calm expression. He said faintly, "This is the Martial Arts Hall, not a place for you to settle personal grudges. If you want to fight, wait for the Sect's promotion tournant in half a year!"
"This fight actually alerted Elder Bai?"
"Elder Bai has overseen the Martial Arts Hall for decades and rarely makes an appearance. For him to be drawn out by Hong Yu and Guo Fei today... it seems Elder Bai holds them in high regard!"
The Sword Sect disciples whispered among themselves.
'He's a Sword Sect Elder?' Hong Yu was slightly taken aback.
Guo Fei was clearly more familiar with Elder Bai. He said respectfully, "The Elder's lesson is correct!"
"Disperse!"
The white-haired old man waved his hand. Before leaving, he gave Hong Yu a deep look, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly beneath his white beard into a thoughtful expression, and then he vanished into the crowd.
Only after he left did Guo Fei turn back to Hong Yu. "Elder Bai's appearance today has allowed you to live a few more days. But the Sect's promotion tournant is in half a year. Hong Yu, will you dare to fight then?"
As he spoke, Guo Fei's montum surged, coalescing into a thundercloud that pressed down on Hong Yu.
His powerful confidence was enough to crush an ordinary person's will to resist.
But Hong Yu's brow rely twitched. The battle-lust in his very bones was instantly ignited, and he let out a loud cry...
"If you want a fight, you'll get one! Why would I, Hong Yu, ever fear you?"
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