Hah!

"Just guessing? You were just guessing!?!"

The previous words were already shocking, but when Gim-Dong heard Zheng-Fu's last sentence, he was startled and frowned even more. Who would have thought that Zheng-Fu could guess everything correctly like this?

"Nonsense! Better stop talking and wasting more time! You know its flaws, and so what? If you can't dodge it, all that awaits you is defeat!"

Yaaaaah!!!

The young man did not speak anymore. He forced his saber toward Zheng-Fu, intending to attack at various points that had been aimed. The speed at which the young man performed his skill was considered fast enough, but it was still slower than what Guang-Hong did. Therefore, Zheng-Fu could see through it with ease.

Flop!!!

Whoooooooosh!!!

Bang!

Booooom!!!

Gim-Dong's first saber stroke missed the target because, before the saber could reach him, Zheng-Fu had already evaded. The saber smashed into the floor, causing a loud explosion.

"Can dodge!? Huh! It's just a fluke! Try again!"

[Iron Serpent Saber Stance Skill]

Fizz! Fizz! Fizz!!!

Flop!!!

Whoooooooosh!!!

Bang!!!

Urgh!!!

The second attack missed the target the same way as the first. However, at this second attack, Gim-Dong felt an unspeakable sharp pain in his abdomen. It was as if he had just been hit by a huge hammer. Of course, that was not a hammer, but Zheng-Fu's punch that swept back without Gim-Dong knowing.

"No... no... It's not true! H... how... how could it be like this!"

Augh!!!

Thud!

Zheng-Fu's punch was extremely fast and powerful. Just one punch made Gim-Dong, the Heavenly Root stage cultivator, spit out blood. And because of this rapid attack, everyone around could not keep up with the punch. Only the middle-aged man, who was the referee on maneuver arena number ten, saw it.

"The winner is Outer Disciple Zheng-Fu!"

Ah!!!

"Did he win again? And he can win so easily!"

"If it's like this, we won't be able to defeat him!"

"It means that he could defeat Guang-Hong, not due to luck or because Guang-Hong was careless!"

"Why do we have such recurring jinxes!?"

After seeing Zheng-Fu defeat the second opponent, the murmurs of the other outer disciples joining the same maneuver arena rang out. Each of them felt that they were extremely unlucky.

At the same time, the other maneuver arenas were starting to finish the second pair of maneuvers for this round as well. And the third match had already been assigned to the winner of the second match. So, as not to waste time, when one arena finished one pair of maneuvers, the next one would start immediately.

At a high tower within the main academy...

"This kid develops very quickly. Only for a short time, he could become a Heavenly Foundation Building stage cultivator! It's only been a month since he joined the Heavenly Command Sect," Master Min-Hou, who had always helped and guided Zheng-Fu, said incredulously after he saw Zheng-Fu's development.

"The fact that he can level up so quickly is a good thing for us. But it wouldn't be good for him. Because if the dark organizations or the devil sects and demon sects found out, they would definitely send someone to deal with him. So we can't let others know too much," Elder Gong-Jian, the sect's Fifth Pillar Elder, spoke after Min-Hou had finished speaking.

"I think so too, Master! If someone knew about his energy leveling speed and that he is from the lower world, there must be some trouble," Master Min-Hou also thought like Gong-Jian as well.

"But looking at his personality, I'm afraid if we warned him to withdraw from the maneuver, he wouldn't listen to us. And if that's really the case, the only way we can do this is to pray that he doesn't stand out so much that it draws the attention of the spies!" Although the Elder thought hard, he knew that Zheng-Fu would not listen to them and definitely would not back down from the maneuver. Besides, forcing him to do so might do more harm than good to him.

"Then I'll keep an eye on him, Master!" Master Min-Hou was also helpless. What he could only do was worryingly observe from afar.

Hmm!

"Then I entrust him to you! All right, I've got to go back to Moon Gazing Tower Manor. If there is any serious matter that you are unable to deal with, you can immediately contact me!" When the elder finished speaking, he immediately disappeared from where he was standing.

"Yes, sir, Master!"

"…Zheng-Fu! You really troubled me. Since you entered here until now, I haven't had any time to rest!" The middle-aged man, Min-Hou, murmured tiredly, but indeed, he did not feel any hardship in doing this.

One shichen had passed, back at the maneuver arena again...

Flop!!! Flop!!! Flop!!!

Argh!!!

Thud!

"The winner is Outer Disciple Zheng-Fu!"

After going through several matches of maneuvers, finally, arena number ten got ten finalists. Zheng-Fu would be the first to advance to the next round. As for the other arenas, they were over as well. And the maneuvers for the next round would start in the next hour.

"Zheng-Fu! Zheng-Fu!"

"Senior Brother Jiang-Long! Is your maneuver finished? What's the result?" Hearing a voice calling out for him, Zheng-Fu immediately turned to look and found that the person who called him was Jiang-Long, who had just walked over from his arena.

"Of course, I must advance to the next round. I think you should qualify for the next round too, right?" Jiang-Long replied immediately, his head held high with pride in his talent. In fact, it hadn't been very hard for him to pass the first round.

"Just as Senior Brother said, I passed the first round," Zheng-Fu nodded, offering the young man a friendly smile before continuing. "Today, the outer disciples' maneuvers ended, but for the inner and main disciples, it's not over yet. Shall we go and watch?" Zheng-Fu was eager to observe the inner disciples' maneuvers, believing it would be more or less beneficial to him.

"That's exactly what I was about to ask you! Since the battles of the inner and main disciples started later than ours, their maneuvers aren't finished yet!" Jiang-Long had also intended to ask Zheng-Fu to join him in watching the inner and main disciples' maneuvers. With that, the two headed towards the inner disciples' maneuver arenas.

At the inner disciple maneuver arenas…

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Boom! Boom!

Aaaah!

The sounds of fighting echoed throughout the inner disciples' arenas. As the outer disciples' maneuvers concluded, many outer disciples—both winners and losers—gathered there. Everyone wanted to observe the senior disciples' maneuvers, hoping to study and memorize techniques to improve their own practice and development.

"The inner disciples' maneuvers are so different from ours!"

"Absolutely! All the inner disciples are so strong, especially the top fifty. They're all Heavenly Golden Core stage cultivators!"

"Sigh! When will I ever reach that level?"

"If you practice diligently and stop wasting time messing around with girls, you can do it!"

"Ah! I can't do that. If I only practiced, the girls would be heartbroken and crying!"

Ptui!

"Over there! Look at arena number five! The forty-fifth and forty-fourth-ranked inner disciples are fighting!"

"Really? Let's check it out."

"But I'd rather go to arena number seven. The thirty-ninth rank is battling the thirty-seventh. Their ranks are higher—we might learn more!"

"Yeah!"

As soon as the newly arrived outer disciples noticed the names of inner disciples on the top fifty list, they rushed towards those arenas.

"Junior Brother Zheng-Fu, which arena do you want to go to—five or seven?" Jiang-Long asked after hearing the discussions around them.

"Hmm... I think we should go to arena number nine instead," Zheng-Fu suggested, noticing something interesting there. What had caught his attention was the person maneuvering.

"Arena number nine? Why do you want to go there?" Jiang-Long asked curiously about why Zheng-Fu wanted to go to the number ninth arena. But as he turned to look, his gaze landed on a young man fighting in arena number nine.

"That's Lan-Ye-Liu from the Sky Thunder-Heavenly Star Clan!"

"That's right, Senior Brother! I happen to know him, so I'd like to watch his maneuver. But if you don't want to go, I can go alone," Zheng-Fu nodded and explained his reasoning for why he wanted to go to that arena.

"Ah! If you want to go to arena number nine, I'll go with you. I have no reason to watch anyone else's battles. The technique I practice cannot be adapted from others—I need to evolve it myself!" Jiang-Long shook his head, emphasizing that he wasn't interested in observing others. He had only brought Zheng-Fu to show him that the academy was full of strong individuals.

"Then, let's go to arena number nine!" After having decided, Zheng-Fu and Jiang-Long walked toward the ninth arena. The area wasn't very crowded, as the match there wasn't particularly provocative or popular.

At arena number nine…

"You're truly impressive, Lan-Ye-Liu. I never thought a playboy young master like you could be this strong—even though you spend your time wandering around, eating, drinking, and neglecting cultivation!" A tall, skinny young man spoke with a mix of admiration and sarcasm, gasping for breath after executing numerous stances during their battle.

"Ha ha ha ha! Even though I frequently go to brothels, I never neglect my practice. And despite being one energy level lower than you, I won't back down. It's time for us to end this maneuver!" Lan-Ye-Liu said with a sly smile. From the beginning of the battle until now, he had used less than half of his energy, relying primarily on his Sky Thunder-Heavenly Star Footwork Technique to dodge his opponent's attacks.

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