Eternal Heavenly Emperor

"Treasure Artifact!"

"Chu Hao must have used a Treasure Artifact!"

"That's right, otherwise there's no way he could have matched blows with Senior Brother Mo!"

Many people thought they had figured out the reason, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"People from the Lower World are really too despicable, using Treasure Artifacts just for victory!" someone from the Native Faction said.

"Bullshit, didn't you use a Treasure Artifact a few days ago?" retorted a disciple from the Lower World.

"Even if he used a Treasure Artifact, he still won't be a match for Senior Brother Mo!" shouted the members of the Native Faction, "Senior Brother Mo, use your Treasure Artifact too!"

Mo Guxin smiled proudly and said, "I don't need to use a Treasure Artifact! Good, now that everyone's power is the same, defeating you will make these Lower World scum lose convincingly!"

"Get lost!" "Bullshit!" His words immediately provoked the anger of the disciples from the Lower World, and they almost rushed him.

"Silence!" The deacon in the field shouted sternly, pressed down with his hand and said, "Stop stirring up discord! The decisive battle is upon us, and we shall speak with our strength!"

"Exactly, let our strength do the talking!" Mo Guxin said proudly, "Come at me, I can handle you without a Treasure Artifact!"

Chu Hao shook his head and met him with a raised fist.

Since the Shocking Force was no longer a secret, he held nothing back, and his first move was to hit with triple wave Shocking Force.

Whoosh, the sound of his fist was like thunder, frighteningly loud.

Bang!

Mo Guxin met the punch head-on, but his face changed drastically, and he was violently blown away. Crack, crack, crack, his entire skeleton trembled violently, on the verge of breaking apart.

"What a fool, to actually take the Shocking Force head-on!" Cao Jingwen shook his head.

"Young and impetuous after all, wanting to experience for himself the ferocity of the Shocking Force!" Jin Wuxiang said with a smile.

"Hmph, he better not lose!" Cao Jingwen said coldly.

"He shouldn't lose, after all, the Mo Family was once a Fifth Rank Noble Family, and they certainly have a few special techniques passed down!" Jin Wuxiang paused, then added, "Let's continue watching!"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

After trembling violently several times, Mo Guxin finally calmed down. He looked at Chu Hao and said, "This is the Shocking Force? Not bad, it has some power, but if you think you can defeat me with this, it's far from enough!"

Chu Hao was surprised; the opponent's physical strength was incredibly strong, able to endure triple wave plus Shocking Force and then be fine after just shivering for a while! No wonder this guy could even spar with a First Tier martial master, and although he was severely injured, he still made the opponent pay the price of a broken finger.

"Is that so? Then take a few more punches from me and see!" He charged forward, fists pounding continuously, again with triple wave plus Shocking Force.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Although Mo Guxin talked tough, after taking several hits he dared not clash with Chu Hao head-on anymore. This time he finally showed a look of surprise and said, "How can you deliver the Shocking Force with every blow!"

By normal standards, being able to execute it once or twice out of ten attempts would already be considered genius, and surpassing three would be the genius among geniuses. How could every blow be a Shocking Force?

Was this guy a monster?

"It's just more practice!" Chu Hao said with a smile, continuing to pound with both fists.

Mo Guxin was speechless; could the success rate of the Shocking Force really be improved just by more practice? This was completely beyond his expectations. The destructive nature of the Shocking Force was too strong; without an overwhelming advantage, it would be impossible to contend at the same level of strength!

He had to use a Treasure Artifact.

He gritted his teeth, and with a hum, the bracelet on his arm suddenly lit up, providing him with a huge force of 300,000 jin.

"Tsk!" Chu Hao chuckled meaningfully.

Mo Guxin's face suddenly turned as red as blood. He had just proudly claimed he could win without a Treasure Artifact, and immediately he slapped his own face. Without a word, he just raised his fist to meet the challenge.

"Pfft!" The disciples from the Lower World scoffed in unison.

"What are you laughing at!" retorted the Native Faction, "You think it's fine for you to use a Treasure Artifact, but not for us?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Mo Guxin once again clashed with Chu Hao, relying on his advantage in strength to finally withstand the Shocking Force, bringing the battle back to an even keel. Both talents displayed their formidable combat prowess, exchanging punch for palm in a fierce battle that dazzled onlookers, making it impossible to tell who had the upper hand.

"To be able to contend with me to this extent, you can also be proud of yourself!" Mo Guxin stepped back, took a deep breath, and said, "However, it ends here. You can lie down now!"

He changed his fist to a palm, his expression turned solemn, and his hand unexpectedly took on an icy white hue.

"It's here! It's appeared!"

"One of the Mo Family's special techniques, the Cold Jade Palm."

"Human Level Middle-Grade!"

"Cultivated to Great Achievement, a single palm strike could freeze a person solid into an ice block!"

"Even now, if he hits you a few times, your blood will freeze, causing your strength to drastically reduce, and even the flow of your Star Force will become sluggish. The reason Inner Sect Disciple Liu Yuan had a finger broken was because he was careless and got hit by one palm!"

"Chu Hao can only go so far."

The knowledgeable disciples spoke one after another, even Cao Jingwen, Jin Wuxiang, and other Inner Sect Disciples nodded secretly. Being able to use Martial Techniques that required Star Force in a Martial Disciple was truly valuable, no simpler than mastering the Shocking Force—although it did necessitate external aids.

"Be frozen by me!" Mo Guxin took a step and pounced towards Chu Hao, his cold palms affecting the air and creating two trails of frost.

"Truly a natural adversary!" Chu Hao murmured. He had a fire constitution, while Mo Guxin appeared to have a Water Attribute. Water can overcome fire, but fire can also consume water—it's like fire and water can't coexist.

He extended his right fist, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, and with a boom, a blast of firelight shot up.

What!

Everyone was shocked, their scalps tingling at the sight. How could this be possible.

Bang!

The Ice Palm and Fire Fist collided in a mighty clash, hiss, a white mist dispersed, the frost melted by the flame, turning into water vapor.

Mo Guxin quickly retreated a few steps, his gaze fixed on Chu Hao's blazing Fire Fist, and said, "You can actually use the Power of Flame!"

"Can't you use the Ice Frost Power?" Chu Hao said indifferently.

Who the hell are you? And who am I? Can we even be compared?

Mo Guxin started cursing to himself, in Tianhe County, it wasn't particularly strange for a Martial Disciple to use Elemental Power. As long as one's physique was compatible, plus some assistive Treasure Artifacts, it was possible.

But a lowly person from the Lower World?

Absolutely impossible!

Could it be someone helping him in secret? Indeed, people from the Lower World rely on the major families to be brought to the Yunliu Sect. Therefore, it wasn't strange that someone was supporting Chu Hao from behind, especially since the lad had mastered the Shocking Force.

This was what most people thought, no one believed that Chu Hao could use Elemental Power at the Martial Disciple stage.

"Hmph, what of it, my Ice Frost Power will surely extinguish your flame!" Mo Guxin said coldly.

"Then bring it on!" Chu Hao was teeming with a murderous aura, Fu Xue had been injured at his hand twice, especially the second time, when the Sect clearly favored her, making Fu Xue's efforts entirely in vain.

He was determined to beat this guy down.

"Ice Seal!" Mo Guxin charged forward, his palms striking repeatedly.

Chu Hao, fearless, swung his Fire Fist to meet the assault.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fight escalated, the two geniuses further demonstrated their talents as ice and fire continuously clashed, creating a beautiful yet dangerous spectacle.

"Truly worthy of Mo Guxin, such high talent!"

"Chu Hao is not outdone!"

"How can Chu Hao compare to Mo Guxin? Don't you know Mo Guxin is only 16 years old this year!"

"Hmph, can the cultivation environment of Mo Guxin even be compared to that of Chu Hao?"

"Mo Guxin is strong!"

"Chu Hao is strong!"

The Native Faction and the Outsider Faction argued once again.

Amidst the bickering of the crowd, the battle between Chu Hao and Mo Guxin reached a fever pitch.

When it came to combat talent, Mo Guxin was indeed very strong. Although he didn't have Chu Hao's Derivation ability, he had a kind of combat instinct that allowed him to make the most correct, or at least the closest to correct, response.

But, he had a big weakness.

His Ice Frost Power wasn't evoked by himself, but relied on something similar to a Treasure Artifact. And such things... had a limit on their usage time.

After 15 minutes of fighting, Mo Guxin's power began to plummet, and at the same time, the coldness of the ice began to decline.

In contrast, Chu Hao's combat power all came from within himself. Although his physical strength indeed started to decline due to the exertion of the fight, the degree of the decline was not as drastic as Mo Guxin's.

Thus, the tide of the battle gradually showed.

"Impossible! This can't be!"

"How could Senior Brother Mo lose!"

"The opponent is just a lowly commoner from the Lower World!"

Disciples of the Native Faction looked as if they had lost their ancestors, while the Outsider Faction were all smugly pleased. Still, since Chu Hao hadn't won yet, they refrained from cheering aloud.

The situation had become irreversible.

Chu Hao fought more fiercely as the anger he had been harboring finally began to erupt.

Bang!

He punched Mo Guxin in the face, the formidable power lifting his opponent off his feet: "This is for Senior Sister Fu!" He quickly reached out with his right hand, grabbed his opponent's ankle, and fiercely pulled his body back, bang bang bang, a flurry of punches followed.

"This is for the insolent things you said, on behalf of everyone from the Lower World!"

Bang bang bang, a series of fists rained down in succession.

Mo Guxin was unable to fight back, taking the hits and his body shaking continuously.

"This is for Tang Xin!"

Bang bang bang!

Tang Xin couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth, saying, "What does this have to do with me?"

"...He probably just wanted a reason to beat someone up!" Fu Xue said, not entirely sure.

"Enough!" At this moment, the deacon in charge of refereeing spoke up.

But Chu Hao acted as though he hadn't heard. Fu Xue had almost been killed by Mo Guxin, and yet, the Sect's light decision deprived her of any vindication. He had to reclaim it!

"Insolence!" The deacon was furious, he had called a stop to the fight, yet why hadn't Chu Hao ceased? He immediately leapt forward, reaching out to grab Chu Hao.

Just one punch short!

Bang!

Chu Hao delivered the final blow, hitting Mo Guxin hard in the chest, and upon hearing the sound of bones breaking, he then showed a smile. Snap, everything went dark before his eyes, the last thing he saw was the deacon's fierce gaze and the descending right palm.

With a Martial Sect intervening, he had no chance of dodging, nor did he even think of avoiding it.