7: Chapter 7: Enough with the nonsense, let's get down to business!

Zhao Chenfan's face darkened.

"Gu Changsheng, don't be too arrogant."

"The Sword Discussion Platform is a place where strength speaks."

Gu Changsheng sized him up.

"Strength?"

"You think you're qualified to talk about strength with me?"

Zhao Chenfan's gaze was sharp.

He took a step forward.

A stream of golden Qi rose from beneath his feet.

"Gu Changsheng, I admit your talent is extraordinary."

"But the path of cultivation is not just about talent."

"It also requires accumulation and tempering."

"How old are you that you dare to be so conceited?"

Gu Changsheng gave a cold sneer.

He walked to the center of the Sword Discussion Platform.

"Age?"

"In your eyes, age is the measure of strength?"

"That only shows how short-sighted you are."

"So much nonsense."

Gu Changsheng waved his hand.

"If you want to fight, get on with it; don't waste my time."

Zhao Chenfan's Aura faltered.

He felt a dull pain in his chest.

Gu Changsheng's words were like an awl, stabbing into his heart.

"Fine!"

"Very well!"

Zhao Chenfan laughed from extreme anger.

Golden light blazed from his entire body.

"Gu Changsheng, today I'll let you know..."

"...what a true Prodigy is!"

He stomped his foot violently.

The ground of the Sword Discussion Platform cracked inch by inch.

Zhao Chenfan's figure was like lightning as he charged toward Gu Changsheng.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, which gathered a dazzling golden light.

The fist carried the momentum of wind and thunder as it smashed toward Gu Changsheng's face.

Gu Changsheng remained motionless.

He simply raised his left hand.

His index finger pointed out gently.

Bang!

Two forces collided in mid-air.

A muffled groan was heard.

Zhao Chenfan's fist was blocked by Gu Changsheng's single finger.

Golden light splattered everywhere.

A counter-shock force traveled up Gu Changsheng's finger.

He felt his arm go numb.

"Somewhat interesting."

Gu Changsheng muttered to himself in a low voice.

Zhao Chenfan's expression changed.

His full-strength strike was actually blocked so easily by the opponent.

He felt his face burning with shame.

"Gu Changsheng, this is just the beginning!"

Zhao Chenfan shouted fiercely.

He withdrew his fist and formed hand seals in front of his chest.

"Vajra Prison-Suppressing Seal!"

Countless golden runes flew out from his body.

The runes condensed in the air, transforming into a massive golden pagoda.

The pagoda radiated a heavy pressure.

The pagoda whistled as it smashed down toward Gu Changsheng.

It intended to suppress Gu Changsheng beneath it.

Gu Changsheng looked up at the pagoda.

He felt the crushing pressure brought by the pagoda.

"Not a bad Divine Ability."

The corners of Gu Changsheng's lips curled up.

"Unfortunately, the power is insufficient."

He raised his right hand.

His palm faced upward.

An invisible force surged out.

He gave a light lift toward the golden pagoda.

Boom!

The massive pagoda stalled in mid-air.

It made a creaking sound and could no longer descend.

Gu Changsheng flipped his palm.

"Break for me!"

He gave a low shout.

An even more majestic power surged out.

The golden pagoda trembled violently.

Countless cracks appeared on the pagoda's body.

Crack!

The pagoda exploded with a bang.

Countless fragments flew in all directions.

Gu Changsheng's figure swayed slightly.

Spiritual energy circulated around his body.

As the fragments neared his body, they instantly turned into dust.

Zhao Chenfan's face turned pale.

His eyes widened.

His strongest strike had been so easily neutralized by Gu Changsheng.

"You... how is this possible?"

Zhao Chenfan's body trembled.

He could not believe everything before his eyes.

Gu Changsheng looked at him.

His gaze was filled with disdain.

"Is this your strongest power?"

"Too weak."

Zhao Chenfan felt a sense of humiliation.

He was burning with rage.

He summoned his Magic Treasure.

A golden pestle appeared in his hand.

"vajra pestle!"

The vajra pestle emitted a blinding light.

It smashed toward Gu Changsheng with the sound of breaking air.

Gu Changsheng's eyes narrowed.

He felt the immense force contained within the vajra pestle.

He did not take it head-on.

He stepped aside to avoid it.

The vajra pestle flew past his body.

Boom!

The vajra pestle smashed into the surface of the Sword Discussion Platform.

A huge deep pit appeared in the ground.

"Why are you dodging?"

Zhao Chenfan roared.

He gripped the vajra pestle with both hands and swung it again.

The vajra pestle danced, bringing with it a whistling wind.

It transformed into streaks of golden afterimages.

It aimed to envelop Gu Changsheng within its attack range.

Gu Changsheng's figure was like a phantom.

He dodged continuously.

He did not want to let the vajra pestle touch his body.

Every swing of the vajra pestle carried a terrifying power.

"Gu Changsheng, can you only dodge?"

Zhao Chenfan roared again.

Gu Changsheng dodged an attack.

A smile was on his face.

"Don't be in such a hurry."

"This is just a warm-up."

He suddenly halted his figure.

Gu Changsheng stomped his right foot on the ground.

Rumble!

The Sword Discussion Platform trembled violently.

Cracks appeared one after another on the ground.

A majestic spiritual power surged out from within Gu Changsheng's body.

He threw a palm strike toward Zhao Chenfan from a distance.

"Xuantian Emperor Seal!"

A massive golden palm condensed in the air.

The palm carried an emperor-like pressure.

Carrying a weight of ten thousand tons, it struck toward Zhao Chenfan.

Zhao Chenfan's face changed drastically.

He felt the terrifying pressure brought by the golden palm.

His entire body's spiritual power erupted.

He held the vajra pestle horizontally in front of him.

"Vajra Barrier!"

A golden wall of light appeared before the vajra pestle.

The light wall emitted an indestructible Aura.

Boom!

The golden palm struck the light wall.

The light wall shattered instantly.

The vajra pestle let out a mournful cry.

It was sent flying by the immense force.

Zhao Chenfan's body shook violently.

His throat felt sweet as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His entire person was blasted away by the immense force.

Zhao Chenfan crashed into a stone pillar at the edge of the Sword Discussion Platform.

The stone pillar snapped upon impact.

His body fell to the ground.

Zhao Chenfan felt his internal organs churning.

He felt as if every bone in his body had fallen apart.

In the spectator seats.

The Disciples and Elders were all stunned to see this scene.

They could not believe the reality before them.

Zhao Chenfan had been sent flying by a single palm strike.

"Senior Brother Zhao lost?"

A Disciple murmured to himself.

Another Disciple's face was deathly pale.

"Young Lord Gu... Young Lord Gu's strength is too terrifying."

Li Mingyuan saw Zhao Chenfan being sent flying.

He felt a surge of palpitations.

He could not believe it.

Gu Changsheng's strength far exceeded his imagination.

Zhou Heng's eyes lit up.

He looked toward Li Mingyuan.

"Junior Brother Li, it seems you are going to lose the sky-splitting battle armor."

Li Mingyuan's face was ashen.

He did not speak.

He felt a chill rising in his heart.

Elder Qi sat in the VIP seats.

The calm expression on his face finally changed.

He looked at Gu Changsheng.

A flash of shock crossed his eyes.

Gu Changsheng's strength exceeded his estimates.

He had originally thought...

...that even if Gu Changsheng could win, he would have to go through a bitter struggle.

He hadn't expected Gu Changsheng to defeat Zhao Chenfan so easily.

Gu Changsheng looked at Zhao Chenfan, who had fallen to the ground.

"Zhao Chenfan."

His voice was calm.

"Do you want to continue?"

Zhao Chenfan struggled to stand up.

Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

He looked at Gu Changsheng.

His eyes were full of hatred.

"Gu Changsheng, don't get ahead of yourself!"

"This isn't over yet!"

He suddenly struck his own chest.

Pfft!

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

His body emitted a dazzling golden light.

The golden light condensed behind him.

It transformed into a phantom.

It was a golden Dharma Idol that stood tall between heaven and earth.

The Idol radiated a terrifying pressure.

As soon as the Idol appeared, the surrounding space began to tremble.

"Dharma Idol Golden Body!!"

An Elder cried out in shock.

"Zhao Chenfan, he actually truly stepped into the Wufa Realm!"

Everyone stood up.

They felt a sense of oppression.

A Dharma Idol Golden Body can only be condensed by a Wufa Realm expert.

It turned out Zhao Chenfan had long since touched the threshold of the Wufa Realm.

During this seclusion, he had completely made a Breakthrough.

Zhao Chenfan let out a long howl toward the sky.

He looked at Gu Changsheng.

"Gu Changsheng!"

"I admit your talent is extraordinary."

"But in the end, you are only in the Divine Light Realm!"

"The gap of the Wufa Realm is something you cannot imagine!"

His voice was ruthless.

"Today, I will let you know what despair is!"

Zhao Chenfan commanded the Golden Body Idol.

The Golden Body Idol swung its massive fist.

It carried a power that could destroy heaven and earth.

It smashed toward Gu Changsheng.

Gu Changsheng saw the Golden Body Idol.

A flash of excitement crossed his eyes.

"Now this is somewhat interesting."

Gu Changsheng looked at the massive Golden Body Idol.

A smile curled on his lips.

He raised his hand.

He wanted to test just how strong the power of someone else's Wufa Realm truly was.