This man's name is Xue Cheng.

He is one of the top students in the Xuan Palace, was a freshman in the last session, and is naturally a senior now, over three thousand years old, at the Fifth Level Realm of the Fixed Character Eternal Domain, already exceedingly outstanding.

If it weren't for the presence of Bei Buxiu, he might have had a chance at taking first place at this Xuan Palace tournament. Of course, now with Bei Buxiu, there's no need to think about the first place, but he can still aim for the second.

He held a black Heavy Saber, curled his lips, his footwork as swift as the wind, nearly stepping onto the stage with a single step.

However, at that moment...

No one could have anticipated!

That Bei Buxiu, who had been standing atop the stage, actually moved suddenly.

Bang.

A casual palm strike.

Bei Buxiu didn't even lift his head properly, didn't even give Xue Cheng a glance, and just casually struck out a palm.

"No!" Xue Cheng suddenly felt freezing cold, as if he had fallen into an ice hole, sensing extreme danger that came too abruptly, too swiftly, leaving no chance to dodge.

After all, the strength gap between Xue Cheng and Bei Buxiu was more than a hundredfold. Even a casual attack from Bei Buxiu was absolutely undodgeable for Xue Cheng!

In the blink of an eye.

Xue Cheng didn't even know from where Bei Buxiu's attack came, and then with a bang, he was directly hit, his entire shoulder bloody and shattered, completely broken, his whole body sent flying like a stone thrown.

He flew backward for hundreds of meters before crashing to the ground and immediately passed out.

For a moment, the disciples of the Human Palace, Underground Palace, and Heaven Palace, who were watching the Xuan Palace tournament, including Lan Dingtian and others, were dumbfounded.

Why did Bei Buxiu make a move?

No one expected Bei Buxiu to attack.

In many people's opinion, in this elimination round, no one would dare provoke Bei Buxiu, and indeed, Bei Buxiu easily ascended the stage as if taking a walk.

In this situation, having already secured a spot within the top hundred, why did he need to strike Xue Cheng? It seemed completely unnecessary!

Aside from the spectators' confusion, the Xuan Palace disciples who were fiercely battling and desperately rushing toward the blood-stained stage were also panicked, anxious, each staring wide-eyed at Bei Buxiu, just staring!!!

Why did Bei Buxiu attack? What is he planning?

The next moment.

More Xuan Palace disciples attempted to ascend the stage, and this time, four Xuan Palace disciples together, all of whom weren't weak, otherwise, they couldn't have made it to the stage so quickly.

However.

Bei Buxiu moved again.

His figure moved, like light, like a phantom!

So fast it made the heart cold.

The naked eye couldn't even catch a trace of his shadow.

And, Bei Buxiu was silent, coupled with that speed, he was almost invisible.

With no time in between, he was already standing in front of the four about to ascend, suddenly swinging his arm.

Still executing palm strikes.

Four consecutive strikes in an instant, too fast...

Even with four consecutive palms, none of the four could react.

Only the sound of four consecutive bangs could be heard.

Those four were also turned into like black stones, flying backward, each also bloody and severely injured, flying for hundreds of meters before smashing to the ground.

The Martial Training Field became even eerily silent, not a sound to be heard.

Even the Xuan Palace disciples who were in the midst of fighting halted, their eyes widened, fixating on Bei Buxiu on the stage, staring tightly!!!

Bei Buxiu, what exactly do you want to do?

Lan Dingtian also frowned slightly.

"Young Master Bei, why do you..." After several breaths, with A Stick of Incense nearly burned out, finally, in the silence, a Xuan Palace disciple with decent strength spoke, trembling as he asked, not questioning, just asking, pleadingly, forlornly.

"This elimination round has one hundred slots. Too many. I think one slot is enough. With one slot, the ranking match wouldn't need to be held, so simple, so convenient. Everyone, give me this convenience." Bei Buxiu spoke.

As soon as he spoke, an uproar erupted!!!

Madness.

Bei Buxiu is… is going crazy!

So dominant that there is no limit!

The Xuan Palace elimination round has always promoted a hundred slots.

Becoming just one victor himself on stage? Expeditiously seizing ninety-nine slots from the Xuan Palace disciples? Outrageous!

That sea of people, disheveled, yet bloodstained Xuan Palace disciples, all gritted their teeth.

We acknowledge you, Bei Buxiu, as invincible, monstrous, overwhelmingly powerful, and we admire you, revere you, but you can't bully us like this?

A hundred slots, and with a word, ninety-nine Xuan Palace disciples lose their chance? Too much!

Especially those with decent strength, who have a chance to advance to the ranking matches, they became even angrier.

"This elimination stops here. I'll be the only one advancing. If there's anyone dissatisfied. Take action." Bei Buxiu continued nonchalantly, so domineering.

"Let's all charge together! He, Bei Buxiu, can't be invincible!!!" the next moment, someone, an angry Xuan Palace disciple shouted.

Then.

Boom boom boom boom…

About a thousand Xuan Palace disciples charged, eyes wide, screaming, rushing toward the stage, these thousand Xuan Palace disciples belonging to those with higher strength, having a chance to capture slots.

Impossible to give up their chance just because of Bei Buxiu's words.

A thousand Xuan Palace disciples charging relentlessly, attacking, was truly terrifying, sword and saber light, no place to hide, Mysterious Qi surging, the area where Bei Buxiu stood almost blasted into a Void.

Endless Evil Qi ran amok, howling.

The fiercest intensity swirled, spiraling…

Those thousand Xuan Palace disciples advanced with movement techniques like streams, footwork light, attacking while crazily rushing to the stage.

In an instant.

Those thousand Xuan Palace disciples were about to reach below the stage, their attacks about to hit Bei Buxiu.

In the blink of an eye.

"Ignorant of life and death," Bei Buxiu uttered those four words coolly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, raised his hand, forming a vicious hand seal.

The hand seal compressed and condensed endlessly, vivid and lifelike.

The hand seal exuded extreme coldness, and with a taste of Dao Rhythm.

The hand seal overshadowed the sky, swelling in the wind!

The hand seal was exactly the Furious Sea Shattering Sky Hand.

The Furious Sea Shattering Sky Hand was like that terrifying tsunami, layer upon layer with Mysterious Qi waves, stirring.

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