52: Earth-rank martial arts technique? Du Qi's strength!

Zhong Xiuyuan instantly erupted with his full power, his Profound Core Realm Aura soaring into the sky without reservation!

He knew his chances of winning were slim, but surrendering like this was not his style!

Exerting all his strength, he slashed out his strongest strike!

It was his final bit of stubbornness!

However! It was futile! All struggles were in vain!

His ultimate strike, which condensed his entire life's cultivation, failed to even touch the hem of Du Qi's clothes!

Before he could even react!

A brilliant and peerless saber beam, seemingly capable of severing the Void Realm, suddenly reflected deep within his pupils!

In the next moment, he felt the world lose its color as his vision suddenly went black!

When he regained his senses, he had already appeared outside the Martial Arts Stage!

“That strike? ...”

At the top of the viewing platform, Sect Master Ling Yue stared at that stunning flash of saber light, a hint of doubt appearing between his brows.

The charm contained in this strike felt extremely peculiar to him; it was definitely not the might of ordinary Profound-Rank Martial Skill!

“An Earth-rank Martial Skill? Is it?” Elder Wang, who was nearby, asked with a tone of uncertain surprise.

“Yes, it should be! And it has already been cultivated to extreme Perfection!” Jiang Dao’s eyes were like lightning as he affirmed in a deep voice.

“An Earth-rank Martial Skill?! To actually be able to Cultivate it to Perfection at such an age and with such cultivation? This kind of Comprehension Ability is truly unprecedented!”

The surrounding Great Experts of the Nascent Transformation Realm all showed expressions of shock.

Earth-rank Martial Skills are usually profound techniques that only experts of the Nascent Transformation Realm are qualified to comprehend.

It is extremely difficult for a Profound Core Realm Cultivator to even reach the entry level, let alone deduce it to a state of flawless Perfection!

This Du Qi could actually bring an Earth-rank Martial Skill to the Realm of Perfection?

“Well? Having seen Du Qi's strike, do you still have full confidence in Zhang Yang?”

“With the support of this perfected Earth-rank Martial Skill, even an ordinary Xuandan ninth-level expert would likely suffer a bitter defeat!”

Sect Master Ling Yue looked at Elder Wang and Jiang Dao beside him, a hint of a smile on his face.

His chosen target was Du Qi, so naturally, the stronger Du Qi's strength, the happier he was.

Elder Wang heard this, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.

Facing this Perfection-level Earth-rank Martial Skill, his confidence in whether Zhang Yang could ultimately win indeed wavered for the first time, and he dared not make a final judgment.

“Of course I have confidence! Zhang Yang will undoubtedly win!” Jiang Dao said decisively, without a hint of worry on his face.

“Just a single perfected Earth-rank Martial Skill?”

“Back when Zhang Yang was in the Spirit Aperture Realm, he had already begun to meld a hundred schools of thought and create his own Earth Rank Saber Technique!”

“With his shocking Comprehension Ability, he must have long since deduced that Saber Technique to a state of flawless Perfection!”

“According to Jiang Dao's estimation, once Zhang Yang's fused self-created Saber Technique reached Perfection...”

“...the power of its final three moves would likely be enough to break through the limits and reach the rank of Earth Rank Middle Grade!”

“Looking back at the strike Du Qi just displayed, Jiang Dao judged its rank to be earth-rank low grade, at most equivalent in power to the second style of Zhang Yang's self-created Saber Technique!”

“Are you really that confident?” Ling Yue looked at this close friend of his.

He didn't understand where Jiang Dao's confidence in Zhang Yang came from or what his basis was.

“Let's wait for the finals to see.” Jiang Dao said with a smile, offering no explanation.

On the Martial Arts Stage, Du Qi, who had just swung that strike, turned to look at Zhang Yang on the viewing platform, his Battle Intent surging!

“Oh? Have you decided that I'm your opponent for the finals?” Looking at Du Qi opposite him, Zhang Yang smiled slightly and then nodded in response.

Not far away, Xiao Yu watched the interaction between the two with a helpless expression, while the Battle Intent in his heart was also becoming hard to suppress!

According to the numbers, the first match tomorrow would be him against Zhang Yang.

Although it could be seen from Zhang Yang's battle with Wei Chen that Zhang Yang's strength was likely much greater than his own!

However, Xiao Yu believed that the main reason Wei Chen lost so quickly was his own carelessness.

As long as he remained fully focused from the very beginning, he shouldn't be knocked out of the arena by Zhang Yang in just three punches, right?

Xiao Yu turned and left directly; he had to go back and think carefully about how to crack Zhang Yang's world-destroying punch!

And that nearly unsolvable physical defense.

After an hour, the last of the top four was finally decided—a Spirit Aperture Realm Ninth Level Martial Artist who had even comprehended Fist Intent to the second level.

Although he would be facing Du Qi tomorrow in what could be called a guaranteed loss, his face showed no sorrow; instead, he was very happy.

After all, if his luck had been a bit worse, he wouldn't even have made it into the top four. Now that he was in the top four, what was there to be unhappy about?

Zhang Yang left the Martial Arts Stage and returned to the Quiet Room on Xuan Yuan Peak.

From now until tomorrow morning was the time for the Clear Wind Sect's side activities. Zhang Yang had no interest in participating for now; he planned to go back and refine all the remaining Purple Sun Pills!

Disciples like Jiang Haochuan and Cang Lingchuan were, as usual, participating in the arena defense.

Jiang Haochuan was doing it to fight various experts and hone his skills.

Cang Lingchuan was there for the rewards after defending the arena. These side activities of the Inner Sect Grand Competition were an opportunity for Disciples like them to obtain a large amount of resources, even though it only happened once every three years.

In the Quiet Room, Zhang Yang Cultivated while comprehending Saber Intent and thinking at the same time.

“Do I need to Cultivate more footwork, fist techniques, or even sword techniques, spear techniques, and palm techniques?”

Zhang Yang pondered for a moment. His simplification system was extremely powerful and needed to be utilized well.

With the existence of the simplification system, he could simultaneously Cultivate a thousand or even ten thousand Martial Skills!

And he could quickly push them to Perfection!

Zhang Yang thought of the Sovereign Extreme Heaven Severing he had created through Fusion!

These six styles of Saber Technique Martial Skill were infinitely powerful, and after learning even stronger Saber Technique Martial Skills in the future, he could also integrate them to make it even stronger.

If Zhang Yang practiced fist techniques, palm techniques, and even thousands of other Martial Skills to Perfection and fused them all into one furnace...

...he would likely be able to create even more powerful Martial Skills! Perhaps even more powerful than Sovereign Extreme Heaven Severing!

The same went for footwork. By merging thousands of footwork techniques into one, the resulting footwork would definitely be incredible!

Zhang Yang nodded at this thought. Once he won first place in the Inner Sect Grand Competition...

...he would go through all the Martial Skills on the first to third floors of the Clear Wind Sect's Scripture Pavilion, simplify them all, and spend some time Cultivating them all to the Realm of Perfection!

Then, he would fuse thousands of Martial Skills into one furnace! Creating the most top-tier and suitable Martial Skills for himself!

On the morning of the second day, Zhang Yang finally finished refining all the remaining nearly three thousand Purple Sun Pills.

Although he still hadn't broken through to the Profound Core Realm Third Level, he wasn't far off!

Zhang Yang estimated that another three thousand or so would be about enough.

He arrived at the Martial Arts Stage under the gaze of the multitude.

The bell rang, and Zhang Yang and Xiao Yu entered the Martial Arts Stage.

In an instant, the gazes of all the Disciples were fixed upon them.

At the top of the viewing platform, the Great Experts of the Infant Transformation Realm also cast their gazes over.

Among these two, Xiao Yu was also a popular contestant this time, while Zhang Yang was a powerful dark horse!

Who knew what the result of their battle would be?

Although Xiao Yu's strength was about the same as Wei Chen's, he shouldn't be eliminated in three punches like Wei Chen was, right?

Surely not?