Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Chu Hao considered himself a very patient man.

Look, he endured the brutal potency of the Strong Muscle Powder. The Fire Spirit Pill was even more violent, yet he also survived it, gaining an extraordinary increase of 2800 jin in strength. Not to mention the subsequent Flame Essence.

Having endured such painful processes, it indicated that he must be a very patient man.

But why was there a blazing fire hidden in his body now that he could not suppress? He only wanted to battle fiercely, with no intention of considering anything else.

"Haha, since you've accepted the challenge, you must bear the consequences," Hua Jin said with a cold laugh as he approached Chu Hao. He would make sure that the opponent understood that a dog was just a dog, never equal to its master, let alone daring to bite its master.

Chu Hao was still trying to calm the chaotic Star Force within him. After using Gathering Wind twice, his Star Force had diminished by one-third, and the little time before was far from enough to fully restore his Star Force.

However, that didn't matter, as long as his meridians returned to normal, he would be able to execute the Sky Wind Eight Styles.

"Go ahead. I can't wait to see if the third human chair is suitable," Chu Hao said indifferently.

"How outrageous." Hua Jin made his move.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two engaged in an intense duel, and though Hua Jin was also at the midst of Fifth Meridians, his strength was visibly higher than that of Pang Yi and Liu Guang.

His meridians were wider, and his Star Force was more condensed.

After testing the quality of his opponent's strength, Chu Hao immediately switched tactics. He started to move around using the Sky Stepping Technique, needing to first restore the chaotic meridians within his body. Besides, the opponent's strength surpassed his; a direct confrontation was truly not a good idea.

Taking one's weakness against the opponent's strength, wasn't that foolish?

In this way, he immediately fell into a disadvantage on the scene. Hua Jin continually launched attacks, while Chu Hao could only dodge nimbly from side to side.

"A dog is always a dog. Although it can be proud for a moment, it can never be forever."

"Just kneel down and admit defeat."

"Senior Brother Hua, put more effort in, finish this guy off."

The people from the Native Faction were shouting loudly, cheering for Hua Jin. Meanwhile, the disciples from River Down Courtyard fell silent; after all, Chu Hao was indeed at a disadvantage, and they lacked confidence.

"Ah, the fight has become so intense," a young drunkard stealthily appeared in the distance, sitting on a large tree, chuckling, then wiped his mouth and sighed, "Watching a good show while drinking fine wine, there is nothing more exhilarating in life. Junior Sister Xue, wouldn't you agree?"

Under the tree, Xue Li, still in her tight leather queen attire — though this time she seemed to have arrived in a hurry and hadn't put on her usual exaggerated disposition — pursed her lips and smiled, "There are plenty of things more exhilarating than this, want elder sister to teach you?"

Luo Ping choked, feeling overwhelmed in communicating with the odd one from the Xue family; he always ended up at a disadvantage. He laughed and said, "This kid was just a Martial Disciple three months ago, but now he's actually at the early stage of Fourth Tier. Such advancement is unmatched in Yunliu Sect, probably even in the whole of Tianhe County."

"Who let this kid be so lucky to have eaten two Seven Flower Fruits?" Xue Li giggled.

"Junior Sister Xue, you're playing down the serious aspects," Luo Ping took another sip of his drink, "Leaving the two Seven Flower Fruits aside, but to ascend from a Tenth Tier Martial Disciple to Sensing Star Force, clearing four meridians, and fully expanding one meridian within three months, this pace... is still astonishing."

"Isn't it fun? Cao Jingwen finally has an opponent," Xue Li casually said.

"Hahaha, Senior Sister Xue and I are on the same page. Why don't we team up to protect this kid? Later, watching him confront Cao Jingwen would be even more interesting," Luo Ping suggested.

"Sure, having the support of the second best of the Inner Sect, what do I have to fear?"

"Junior Sister Xue, your true combat power should be no less than mine, right? But you have been content with the fifth rank these past two years, really makes me curious what you're plotting," Luo Ping suddenly turned the topic to Xue Li.

"Join elder sister in bed tonight for a chat, and if you make elder sister satisfied, naturally I will satisfy you," Xue Li said flirtatiously.

Luo Ping instantly choked on his drink and dared not provoke this rose covered in thorns anymore.

...

In the arena, the battle between Chu Hao and Hua Jin had also reached a white-hot stage.

Hua Jin unleashed his full combat power. His preferred method was using leg techniques. After pushing his leg techniques to the extreme, both of his legs caught fire, and with each kick, fierce flames would erupt with terrifying force.

Fire Constitution.

Chu Hao couldn't help but smirk inwardly. If it had been any other constitution, it might indeed have caused him some trouble, but a Fire Constitution? He also had a Fire Constitution, and moreover, his was much more advanced than his opponent's.

Instead of feeling the oppressive heat from his opponent's blaze, the cells in his body seemed to spring into activity when touched by such flames. Billions of cells became like a furnace, refining the opponent's Power of Flame into his own, swiftly replenishing his Star Force.

Although the opponent's power was stronger, why could he still refine the opponent's flames?

There was only one possibility: his constitution was far superior to that of the opponent.

Hua Jin frowned. He had almost pushed his combat power to the limit, yet he only held an advantage without being able to secure a victory, which was quite embarrassing for him.

How could the opponent be so difficult to deal with? Such resilience, why could he always dodge in time under his strong attacks, and even his Power of Flame couldn't harm the opponent?

Chu Hao had almost completely stabilized his meridians and suddenly let out a long howl, launching a fierce attack head-on.

Seeing this, Hua Jin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He was troubled by his opponent's nimble movement technique, which clearly equaled a mid-grade Human Level Sky Stepping Technique perfected to a Space-Condensing realm, making many of his powerful moves return without success.

Now Chu Hao wanted to confront him directly? That was exactly what he wished for.

He did have an advantage in strength.

"Oh no, not this move again."

"We can't take it head-on. Senior Brothers Pang and Liu were defeated by this move."

"Retreat quickly."

Yet the people around recognized it, and they couldn't help shouting.

Hua Jin was stunned. Was it this move that defeated Pang Yi and Liu Guang? But who was he? Ranked 91st, Hua Jin — how could he be comparable to Pang and Liu? Just because they couldn't withstand this move didn't mean he couldn't either.

This kid's movement technique is so slippery. If he didn't seize this chance to confront the opponent forcefully, when would they ever finish fighting?

Once he made up his mind, Hua Jin no longer hesitated. He wildly kicked his legs and charged towards Chu Hao.

Gathering Wind.

Chu Hao lowered his right palm and struck with the Shocking Force, executing the Sky Wind Eight Styles.

Bang—the intense collision scattered dust and stones flew about the arena.

Who won?

Could Hua Jin withstand this move?

Both the Native Faction and the Outsider Faction were intensely focused, as this was a fight neither side wanted to lose.

As the dust gradually settled, Chu Hao was seen standing proudly, while Hua Jin lay on the ground.

The outcome was clear.

"Long live Senior Brother Chu." The disciples from River Down Courtyard cheered wildly, extremely excited.

Although it didn't comply with the sect's dueling system, Chu Hao's defeat of Hua Jin proved he had surpassed Zhao Huan to become River Down Courtyard's top expert. And Chu Hao had only been an Inner Sect Disciple for two months; what about in another two months, or two years?

He was becoming invincible.

Chu Hao then dragged Hua Jin next to Pang Yi and the others, stacking them into a third layer of "cushions", and then sat down on them, still extracting power from a Star Stone to recover his strength.

Though he had always remained silent, his actions were akin to slapping all the Native Faction disciples in the face, causing them to become furious, wishing they could rush up and beat him mercilessly.

But the sect strictly prohibited ganging up on the outnumbered, and besides, this was a conflict between the Native Faction and the Outsider Faction. Beating him with greater numbers would only admit their inferiority to the Outsiders, needing numbers to compensate?

"Senior Sister Yin."

"Senior Brother Yang."

They began to call the names of the other two experts.

Yin Mei, ranked 88th, and Yang Sen, ranked 87th.

"Senior Brother Yang, should I go or will you?" Yin Mei asked Yang Sen, her face showing no fear. In the ranking of Inner Sect Disciples, a difference of ten spots represented a significant divide; both she and Yang Sen were far stronger than Hua Jin.

"I'll go." Yang Sen said with a smile. Being a man, it didn't sit right with him to let a woman stand in front for him.

"Then I wish Senior Brother Yang victory," Yin Mei said.

"Of course." Yang Sen responded with an expression that said it was only natural.

The dismissive attitude of the two instantly boosted the morale of the Native Faction disciples. So what if Chu Hao was strong? He had only defeated Hua Jin, who was ranked 91st. The Native Faction still had plenty of stronger fighters.

"Senior Brother Yang, take this kid down."

"Stop the dogs from the Lower World from barking anymore."

"Let these dogs see our strength, and how vast the gap is."

In the cheering of the crowd, Yang Sen approached Chu Hao and said, "Chu Hao, do you dare to fight me?" This was a necessary procedure, challenging and accepting the challenge, only then could a fight begin.

Chu Hao ignored him, just absorbing the power from the Star Stone. Using the Sky Wind Eight Styles three times had drained him too much, and his meridians were still faintly aching. He needed to rest properly.

He was busy ignoring people for the moment.

"Chu Hao, I'm talking to you," Yang Sen shouted loudly.

"Don't rush. Let me recover my vitality a bit and then I'll come beat you," Chu Hao calmly said.

What?

Yang Sen was so angry he wanted to rush up and fight right then, but since Chu Hao hadn't accepted the challenge, he would have to bear all the consequences. Especially now, with the conflict between the Outsider Faction and the Native Faction, if he couldn't win cleanly, it would leave grounds for criticism.

Besides, Chu Hao had indeed just been through three tough fights. If he forced the fight now, winning wouldn't be honorable.

He could only wait very frustratedly on the side, thinking about how Chu Hao had said he would beat him after recovering. What kind of person waits to get beaten?

This guy really had a sharp tongue.

Later, he must beat him down, definitely.

Yang Sen thought to himself, his gaze coldly fixed on Chu Hao, sharp as a knife.