50: Advancing to the quarterfinals!

Zhang Yang also looked toward the Martial Arts Stage at this moment. The two people fighting on the stage were both at the Spirit Aperture Realm Ninth Level, and one couldn't see much of a gap between them with the naked eye.

As before, a light membrane covered them, granting immunity to one fatal injury.

The battle began, and both sides fought inextricably, making it impossible to tell who would win or lose for a while.

Half an hour later, one of them finally caught a flaw in the other and defeated him.

Watching the battle on the Martial Arts Stage, Zhang Yang couldn't help but nod. The Clear Wind Sect truly lived up to its reputation as the greatest sect in the Southern Region.

These Spirit Aperture Realm Ninth Level Disciples were quite impressive, whether in their proficiency with Martial Skills or their combat experience.

The first match ended, and the second one began soon after.

It was Xiao Yu against a Spirit Aperture Realm Ninth Level Disciple.

This round was different from the previous one. With just a single sword strike, Xiao Yu sent his opponent off the Martial Arts Stage and secured the victory.

"So strong! As expected of Xiao Yu!" Jiang Haochuan praised from the side.

"He is indeed very strong! But this isn't his full strength yet!"

On the other side, Cang Lingchuan spoke up. The strength Xiao Yu had just displayed wasn't even as great as when he had fought Xiao Yu back then.

As an old fellow who had practiced martial arts in the Clear Wind Sect for over two hundred years, many geniuses had challenged Cang Lingchuan while they were in the Spirit Aperture Realm to test their own strength, and he never refused anyone.

Zhang Yang also nodded from the side; Xiao Yu's strength was indeed quite decent.

Soon, the third match began.

This match returned to the situation of the first one, with the two fighters locked in a stalemate, fighting for over an hour before it concluded.

"It's my turn. Brother Jiang Haochuan, please watch this Jade Box for me. I'll be right back." Zhang Yang stood up and walked toward the Martial Arts Stage.

"Alright! Good luck, Brother Zhang Yang!" Jiang Haochuan nodded in agreement.

This was the downside of not having a Storage Ring; one's possessions couldn't be carried at all times.

At the top of the viewing platform, the Sect Master, Elder Wang, and Jiang Dao all cast their gazes downward.

"I must see this kid's true strength!"

The Sect Master thought to himself. Were Wang Xiao and Jiang Dao really praising him this much? He had to see if Zhang Yang truly possessed such capability!

Elder Wang and Jiang Dao, on the other hand, had smiles on their faces, not worrying in the least that Zhang Yang would be eliminated.

Meanwhile, discussions began below the viewing platform. After all, Zhang Yang's name and battle record had nearly spread throughout the entire Clear Wind Sect.

Most Disciples had heard of him and called him the strongest in the Spirit Aperture Realm.

Now, however, he was facing Wei Chen, a Profound Core Realm Disciple.

"What do you think the result will be? I think Zhang Yang will be eliminated in three minutes at most."

One Disciple speculated. The gap between the Spirit Aperture Realm and the Profound Core Realm was just too large!

Especially for someone like Wei Chen, a Profound Core Realm practitioner who had formed a high-grade profound pill; the difference was simply beyond reason.

Lasting three minutes was already his optimistic estimate.

"Hard to say. I think it might take two moves."

Another person said. Although he knew Zhang Yang was invincible in the Spirit Aperture Realm, Wei Chen was, after all, a Profound Core Realm Martial Artist.

"He can last at least half an hour! Don't underestimate Zhang Yang!" yet another person spoke up.

While he also didn't think Zhang Yang would win, he didn't believe Wei Chen could finish him in just two moves or three minutes either.

"Your luck is very poor, Zhang Yang," Wei Chen looked at Zhang Yang and spoke indifferently.

"Invincible in the Spirit Aperture Realm? In the end, it's just the Spirit Aperture Realm. Today, I will let you witness the gap between the Profound Core Realm and the Spirit Aperture Realm!"

Wei Chen shouted coldly, his long saber unsheathed.

With the sound of a bell, the battle began.

Just as Wei Chen was about to strike, Zhang Yang disappeared from before his eyes.

Simultaneously, seven Zhang Yangs appeared on the Martial Arts Stage, attacking Wei Chen.

"Seven Star Steps!" Seeing this, Wei Chen was greatly shocked. This was clearly the phenomenon of the Seven Star Steps being cultivated to Perfection!

"Trying to interfere with my judgment? In your dreams!"

Wei Chen sneered. Then, Four Layers of Saber Intent erupted from his body. Accompanied by an earth-shattering move, a massive saber light swept through the bodies of all seven Zhang Yangs simultaneously.

Puchi!

Six of the Zhang Yangs vanished instantly, and the real body appeared!

Upon seeing the real body, before Wei Chen could even feel happy, Zhang Yang had already lunged in front of him, seemingly unaffected by the move at all.

A single punch slammed into Wei Chen's abdomen.

Instantly, Wei Chen's expression changed drastically, and his body curled up like a cooked shrimp!

He spat out a mouthful of blood directly, and his body flew backward, crashing into the light membrane.

Pu!

Spitting out another large mouthful of blood, Wei Chen almost couldn't even pick up his saber.

"Not out?" Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised that this punch hadn't finished Wei Chen off.

The high-grade profound pill truly lived up to its name; after taking one of his punches, it wasn't a fatal injury.

"I... I'm not seeing things, am I? How did Zhang Yang make Wei Chen spit blood with just one punch?"

In the audience, someone's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe it.

"It seems so? Zhang Yang really punched Wei Chen until he spat blood! It looks like he's quite badly injured!"

Another person rubbed their eyes, and after confirming they weren't mistaken, spoke tremblingly.

On the viewing platform, many Disciples were somewhat dazed. This was different from what they had imagined. Shouldn't Wei Chen have eliminated Zhang Yang in a few moves?

Why did Zhang Yang make Wei Chen spit blood right from the start?

"So strong! Zhang Yang!"

On the viewing platform, the Disciples erupted after coming to their senses, shouting loudly for Zhang Yang one after another.

"Zhang Yang, you've really become stronger again! I feel like before long, I won't even be able to see your back!"

Jiang Haochuan looked at the figure on the Martial Arts Stage and sighed inwardly.

He was the same age as Zhang Yang, but he never expected the gap to be so vast already.

Originally, he wanted to chase after Zhang Yang's back, but looking at the situation now, he might not even be able to see his back later.

For a moment, Jiang Haochuan began to doubt—was he really a Genius?

"Cough, cough!" After spitting out two more mouthfuls of blood, Wei Chen finally felt a bit better.

"So strong! This physical strength! This power!"

Wei Chen was horrified, his gaze toward Zhang Yang filled with wariness. That punch from Zhang Yang just now had nearly sent him to his death!

Wei Chen's mind raced as he thought of a countermeasure. His move just now had clearly hit Zhang Yang's real body!

But Zhang Yang seemed completely uninjured, unaffected in any way.

"I'll give it my all!"

Wei Chen bit his teeth. His Profound Core shone brightly, and Four Layers of Saber Intent erupted from his body as he unleashed his strongest strike!

It instantly drained all of his Origin Power!

A world-destroying purple saber light flashed, arriving before Zhang Yang in an instant and chopping straight down.

Instantly, Zhang Yang threw a punch. The Ancient Dragon-Elephant reappeared, shattering the purple saber light with a roar.

With another punch, the light membrane on Wei Chen's body shattered, and he was sent off the Martial Arts Stage.

Seeing this scene, the entire crowd erupted in an uproar. He won! Zhang Yang won!

"So... so strong!" Jiang Haochuan spoke slowly as he watched this.

On the other side, Xiao Yu's expression was also solemn. Wei Chen's cultivation was similar to his, and their combat power was also about the same.

Now that Wei Chen had been sent away by Zhang Yang in two punches, he feared his own chances against Zhang Yang were slim.

Du Qi was the same. Although he didn't care about Wei Chen, the strength Zhang Yang had just shown indeed surprised him.

"Are you my opponent for the finals, Zhang Yang?" Du Qi thought to himself as he looked at Zhang Yang.