The entire Task Hall was exceptionally quiet.
Thousands of new disciples stared wide-eyed, gawking at the scene before them, feeling like their brains couldn't keep up.
'What in the world is going on?'
Weren't the rumors this past month all saying that Hong Yu had given up on himself and hadn't completed any Sect missions? What happened to the sinister punishnt he was supposed to get? What happened to him giving up?
What the hell? It was all a scam! You really can't trust rumors, can you?
He had clearly completed the mission perfectly!
More importantly...
Who the hell had ever seen such a domineering new disciple?
Wasn't everyone here a Celestial Pride Son from their respective cities? But within the Outer Sect, didn't they all tuck their tails between their legs and keep an incredibly low profile?
But what about Hong Yu?
Look at what he was doing!
With one foot on each, he was pinning Li Que and Zhao Lin to the ground. These two, who had been so arrogant just monts ago, have been beaten like stray dogs. All they could do was gasp for air, their mouths so full of shattered teeth they couldn't even manage a curse.
Their new backer, Chen Xing, was standing right there watching. He hadn't even had ti to stop it!
And at a ti like this, Hong Yu had to go and say sothing so incredibly audacious, completely stunning everyone.
The crowd's reactions were mixed. So were filled with admiration, others with disdain, but the vast majority believed Hong Yu was digging his own grave!
'You're a brand new Outer Disciple. Not only did you offend Senior Brother Hong Long from the inner sect, but now you're offending Senior Brother Chen Xing, who's in charge of the Outer Sect's Task Hall. If that's not suicidal, what is?'
A muscle in Chen Xing's face twitched. Today's events had left him deeply displeased.
He had thought he could easily complete the task Hong Long had given him and punish Hong Yu severely. Instead, his supposedly foolproof plan had been thwarted, which was already bad enough. To make matters worse, Hong Yu had ignored his attempt to intervene and beaten his two new followers to a pulp right in front of him. This was without a doubt a direct challenge to his authority!
Chen Xing snorted, his brow twitching. His dark eyes glinted with a sharp, dangerous light, and his cold voice was as grating as scraping blades. "Insolent Hong Yu! How dare you commit assault in the Task Hall! You truly have no regard for the Sect's rules."
"..."
Hong Yu glanced at him, fighting the urge to curse.
'Who was the one who disregarded the Sect's rules first?'
'You people secretly set up with this bullshit mission, trying every trick in the book to screw over. Is that what you call respecting the rules?'
'Damn it, if it weren't for Xingtian's Power of Misfortune, wouldn't I have been at your rcy today, to be molded and squashed as you please? You would have screwed over so badly I wouldn't know what hit !'
'You didn't bring up the rules when you were plotting against . You didn't care about the rules when you were preparing to punish . But now you have the gall to lecture about the rules? Have you no sha?'
The more Hong Yu thought about it, the angrier he beca.
He had planned on keeping a low profile after entering the Outer Sect, but the saying was true: a man may have no intention to harm a tiger, but a tiger always has the intent to maul a man.
He kept a low profile, yet trouble insisted on finding him.
If it were just ordinary harassnt, he could have let it slide. But this was clearly a sche to ruin him completely. Could he let that go? Absolutely not!
If he could tolerate even this, he wouldn't be Hong Yu.
In this life, to be a true man, one must experience tears, laughter, and humility. One must be able to endure what others cannot!
But so matters of principle were absolutely non-negotiable!
Anything that endangered his family, friends, or his own life was sothing he would never tolerate!
So, Hong Yu had erupted, giving Li Que and Zhao Lin a thorough beating.
Those two had been fawning over him ever since the Entry Test, but the mont they saw he had offended a powerful figure, they imdiately turned on him, provoking and insulting him ti and again. A good beating was a small lesson for them. But Chen Xing was different. He was a Steward of the Task Hall, a mid-level figure in the Outer Sect. Hong Yu absolutely could not be the one to strike him first!
At this thought, Hong Yu snorted and said flatly, "Rules are ant to be respected in one's heart, not used as a weapon to insult others with."
"What a sharp-tongued Hong Yu you are. I was originally going to give you a chance to repent, but I see from your attitude that you are clearly unremorseful. Today, I, Chen Xing, will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Sect's elders and make you understand what it ans to respect your seniors!"
Chen Xing let out a cold laugh, his voice filled with self-righteous fury.
All he could think about now was putting Hong Yu in his place, which would also count as completing the task Hong Long had assigned him.
"BANG!"
Chen Xing's speed was like a thunderclap. He flashed past, generating the sound of a rolling Thunderstorm.
Although they were both at the Mid-stage Earth Soul Realm, even before they clashed, one could tell from his montum and the richness of his vitality that there was a significant gap between Chen Xing's and Hong Long's strength. Chen Xing was probably on par with Hong Tiande. As for Hong Long, he was a whole level above Hong Tiande.
This was the vast difference between an elite inner sect disciple and an Outer Disciple!
"Then let experience Senior Brother Chen's strength for myself!"
Hong Yu shouted, his fighting spirit soaring.
"Little Thunderbolt Palm!"
He started with a probing attack; the Little Thunderbolt Palm was neither too strong nor too weak, making it perfect for the job.
Lightning flickered, his fist montum unparalleled.
"A petty trick."
Chen Xing sneered and struck out with his palm.
Chen Xing's Primordial Vein seed to be of the rare Thunder Attribute. Arcs of lightning covered his palm, pale blue electricity crisscrossing to emit blinding sparks. The crackling energy sent a chill down the spine. The fist and the palm finally collided!
"CRACKLE! SIZZLE!"
Arcs of electricity intertwined in a contest of raw power.
"BANG!"
A thunderclap bood as they shot past one another.
Both Hong Yu and Chen Xing were thrown backward.
Hong Yu was forced back a full seven steps, while Chen Xing only retreated about four. It seed clear who was stronger and who was weaker!
"Th-this Hong Yu is so strong! He actually traded a blow with Senior Brother Chen?"
"Senior Brother Chen was just testing him, he obviously wasn't using much of his strength. I bet Hong Yu won't be able to block his next attack!"
"I heard Hong Yu is only sixteen and is already at the Half-Step Earth Soul Realm, a genius with Five Talent Markings. If he had enough ti to grow, Senior Brother Chen would definitely be no match for him. But it's a pity he's so arrogant, daring to challenge Senior Brother Chen now. He's simply courting death!"
"Look, Senior Brother Chen is getting serious!"
Amidst the gasps, everyone's gaze snapped back to the fight.
"Junior Brother Hong, you truly live up to your na as a genius with Five Talent Markings. However, your path of the five markings still has so flaws. Today, your senior brother will offer you so guidance and correct your mistakes!" Chen Xing declared righteously.
Hong Yu spat fiercely. "Pah!"
Chen Xing's face twitched.
Rage coiled like two ferocious Fire Dragons in his eyes. A sinister laugh rumbled in his throat as his figure vanished and reappeared in an instant. He trod on Thunder, each step an ear-splitting boom, his speed astonishingly fast—a full two tis faster than before. He was clearly using a Body Technique Martial Skill!
Hong Yu saw it clearly. The Star River Celestial Spirit Bone not only granted him supre talent but also gave him unparalleled analytical abilities and Spiritual Power.
He saw through the Profound Mysteries of Chen Xing's Body Technique Martial Skill in a single glance.
"When it cos to speed, I'm not necessarily afraid of you!"
Hong Yu let out a low shout, employing the Seven-Star Step.
Chen Xing's Body Technique Martial Skill was rely a Top-Level Martial Skill. Hong Yu's Seven-Star Step, however, was refined by the Profound Celestial Tower from the essence of a Mortal Level Body Technique Martial Skill. While it might not be a complete Mortal Level technique, it was far superior to an ordinary Top-Level Martial Skill. His body moved like a Wandering Dragon, treading upon the Profound Mysteries of the Seven-Star pattern as he danced around Chen Xing.
'Damn it, how does this guy know such a profound Body Technique Martial Skill? And... it seems a bit familiar. Where have I seen it before?' Chen Xing grew increasingly frustrated as he failed to catch Hong Yu. He roared, "Junior Brother Hong, don't you dare face your senior brother in a direct confrontation?"
"Fine, as you wish!"
Hong Yu's steps ca to a sudden halt. In an instant, he spun around and launched a counterattack against Chen Xing.
Instead of panicking, Chen Xing was delighted. 'Perfect!' he thought.
"Junior Brother Hong, fists and feet have no eyes. If you get hurt, don't bla your senior brother!"
Chen Xing laughed heartily. Potent Power of Primordial Spirit gathered in his palm, and flashing lightning condensed into a Thunder Energy Ball the size of a human head. The pulsating light illuminated Chen Xing's slightly warped, savage face. "This move is called 'Thunder Flash.' It's a Top-Level Martial Skill. You'd better be careful, Junior Brother Hong!"
"This move of mine is called 'Destruction.' It's sothing I just cobbled together myself. Please, Senior Brother Chen, offer your guidance!"
Hong Yu also roared.
Chen Xing: "..."
Liu Liyun: "..."
The crowd: "..."
'What the hell is this?'
The great Chen Xing, at the Mid-stage Earth Soul Realm, is using a Top-Level Martial Skill, and you're supposed to counter with at least a Top-Level Martial Skill of your own! You're actually using so move you just cobbled together against a Top-Level Martial Skill wielded by an Earth Soul Realm expert? Are you trying to get yourself killed?
"WAHAHAHA, has Hong Yu given up on himself?"
"He's asking to die!"
Quite a few people were already clutching their stomachs, roaring with laughter.
But their laughter died very quickly.
Hong Yu didn't use a Long Spear. Instead, he used his fist as a spear. With a punch, surging Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi billowed from the six Qi Vortexes in his Lower Dantian. It shot out from his shoulder, undergoing an Illusion Transformation into rings of fiery red, scorching airflow that spiraled down his arm and finally converged on his fist.
A flaming Iron Fist t Chen Xing's palm, which held the ball of lightning.
"BANG!"
Fire and lightning collided. Thunder and flas roared.
Hong Yu's brow twitched. His arm swelled in an instant as he unleashed another burst of imnse power. The clothes on one half of his body exploded, revealing a torso covered in countless scars—badges of honor from his years of training in the Underground Alliance. The scars looked like coiling dragons, writhing and struggling as his strength instantly broke through the limit of 20,000 jin.
"BOOM!"
The ball of lightning exploded, and the deafening roar swept through the entire Task Hall.
After shattering the ball of lightning, Hong Yu's fist slamd directly into Chen Xing's chest.
Chen Xing's face went pale. The clothes on his chest exploded with a bang, sending scraps of cloth flying everywhere. An expression of disbelief on his face, he was sent flying backward and crashed heavily into the crowd.
"..."
"H-How is this possible?"
"Quick, pinch ! I must be hallucinating..."
"Hong Yu actually defeated Senior Brother Chen? H-How is that possible? My eyes must be playing tricks on ..."
The facial muscles of the thousands of new disciples twitched as they stared wide-eyed at the youth who stood like a War God.
At this mont, his slender figure seed impossibly tall and straight.
Beneath his torn clothes, the powerful muscles were secondary. The most important thing was the ghastly scars that sent a chill down one's spine. Just what kind of youth was this? For these new disciples, most of whom were young masters from Noble Families or the rich heirs of powerful clans, they could never understand why a boy would have so many scars.
But they understood that behind every single one of those scars, there had to be a story of life and death.
Hong Yu shook his throbbing arm. He realized he had still underestimated the power boost from the Nine Refinents of the Primordial Spirit. Of course, this was also related to the fact that Chen Xing couldn't compare to a true Celestial Pride Son. If he had been facing Hong Long, that single clash would have been enough to severely injure him.
However, Hong Yu wasn't discouraged. Once he reached the Nine Vortex Realm, even Hong Long would no longer be his match.
He walked slowly toward the devastated Chen Xing. Looking at the dazed man, Hong Yu said with a dead-serious expression, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. This junior brother has benefited greatly!"
Chen Xing's face trembled. "..."
A stream of humiliating tears rolled down his cheeks.
Watching this scene, Hong Yu blurted out his favorite lyric from his past life: "n, cry, it's not a cri!"
Chen Xing's expression froze. Unable to withstand another blow, he let out a "WAH!" and spat a mouthful of old blood toward the sky...
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