Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Chu Hao smiled and said, "Please give me your guidance."

He dared not be careless. Having watched the battle between Jin Wuxiang and Luo Ping earlier, he had a certain understanding of Jin Wuxiang's strength. This person's power surpassed Ling Tianhe's by a significant margin. Although both were at the Eight Meridians Peak, the disparity was astonishing.

Jin Wuxiang stood with his hands behind his back and smiled, "Go ahead, I'll finish you off within ten moves."

Chu Hao took a deep breath, the intent realm of the Sky Wind Eight Styles flowing through his body. Six meridian patterns on his body lit up simultaneously, indicating he was ready to go all out.

Jin Wuxiang remained indifferent, still as calm as ever. Either his strength was truly overwhelming, or he was merely putting on an act.

"Senior Brother Jin."

"Senior Brother Jin."

"Senior Brother Jin."

The Native Faction cheered loudly, waving their banners. Chu Hao had bulldozed his way up, defeating many experts of the Native Faction, naturally making them lose face. Now, with Jin Wuxiang as their pillar, their morale was fully restored, giving them immense confidence.

The disciples of River Down Courtyard became silent. The top three Core Disciples were immensely powerful, and Chu Hao's chances of winning seemed slim.

Nevertheless, reaching this stage was already an accomplishment.

Who could become a Core Disciple in their first year of entering the Inner Sect? And even become the fourth-ranked?

"Take this!" Chu Hao shouted softly, his figure pouncing forward, "Gathering Wind" already in motion.

Surprisingly, Jin Wuxiang did not dodge. Instead, he raised both fists to meet the attack.

Boom.

The two exchanged a move, their positions interchanging.

Chu Hao's body trembled violently, suddenly vomiting a mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs were churning uncontrollably, an unbearable sensation. If not for the Jade Wall Technique protecting him, that single punch would have immediately floored him.

The opponent's strength was overwhelming. Was this really the Eight Meridians Peak?

All Core Disciples were at the Eight Meridians Peak, but whether it was Ke Jiren, Chi Kuan, or Ling Tianhe, none could compare to Jin Wuxiang.

Could it be that the opponent had already taken some steps on the path to the Martial Sect, resulting in such overwhelming power? Otherwise, Chu Hao couldn't believe there would be such a significant disparity in the quality of their Star Force, despite both being at the Eight Meridians Peak.

After all, other than Ke Jiren, the other nine were all heirs of Sixth Grade Noble Families. The cultivation techniques they practiced should be of a similar level.

Under absolute power suppression, even a powerful move like Gathering Wind was easily neutralized by Jin Wuxiang.

Jin Wuxiang's hands were once again behind his back as he smiled, "Chu Hao, if this is all you've got, you won't withstand more than three moves from me."

Chu Hao circulated his Star Force, calming the turbulence within him, "Why do I feel like I have a good chance of winning?"

Jin Wuxiang shook his head, "A person should have self-awareness. If you can't even see the gap between us, it's a shame I considered you an opponent."

Chu Hao grinned, "We'll see after the fight." Whoosh, he leapt forward, initiating the attack.

Jin Wuxiang naturally showed no fear, raising his fists to meet him.

But this time, Chu Hao didn't intend to engage in a direct clash. Using the Sky Stepping Technique, his figure moved like a swimming fish. His powerful derivation ability formed a large web, allowing him to sense and preemptively react to Jin Wuxiang's attacks as soon as they were launched.

Although this wasn't enough to defeat Jin Wuxiang, it enabled him to evade the attacks repeatedly.

Two moves, three moves, five moves, nine moves.

In the blink of an eye, nine moves had passed.

A faint change appeared on Jin Wuxiang's face. He had underestimated his opponent. Although this lad's strength was far inferior, he seemed to possess an almost prophetic ability. As soon as Jin Wuxiang launched an attack, Chu Hao would respond in kind, rendering his moves futile.

Tenth move... Should he use his ultimate move?

No, this boy wasn't worthy yet.

"Seems like you have some skill." Jin Wuxiang raised his hands, clenching them suddenly. His fists turned a golden yellow, reflecting sunlight, as if they were forged from gold.

"He's about to use it."

"Senior Brother Jin's Golden Extermination Fist."

"Human Level High-Grade Martial Technique."

"It once annihilated an Eight Meridians Peak rogue. Its power is terrifying."

"There's no way Chu Hao can withstand this tenth move."

The disciples buzzed with excitement. The Native Faction was naturally in high spirits, while River Down Courtyard fell silent. It seemed unlikely that Chu Hao could withstand this move.

"Breaking Kill." Jin Wuxiang shouted, charging toward Chu Hao. His fists raised high, emitting a golden light that seemed to blanket the entire sky. It was dazzling, making it impossible to tell where the true punch would land.

Even Chu Hao couldn't determine it.

One couldn't discern the essence of an ultimate move at a glance, or it wouldn't be worthy of the name.

Whoosh.

Chu Hao tapped his foot, leaping high, sliding diagonally to the left.

Jin Wuxiang sneered, thinking Chu Hao could evade his "Breaking Kill"? What a fool's errand.

He rapidly pursued, his keen eyes pinpointing Chu Hao's intended escape. Given their power disparity, Jin Wuxiang could end the fight with a single punch.

Now's the moment.

He gave a light shout, throwing out his right fist forcefully.

Boom.

What!

After Jin Wuxiang's punch was thrown, his face showed extreme surprise because Chu Hao's figure rose instead of falling, soaring nearly two meters upward.

For an Eight Meridians martial master, a two-meter leap was nothing. They could readily jump over ten meters. But the issue was: who could rise two meters from a falling position without leveraging anything?

Not even two centimeters, let alone two meters, would be possible.

But Chu Hao did it.

Sky Stepping Technique Third Layer Realm, Reverse Sky.

Jin Wuxiang's punch hit nothing but air, causing him to stagger forward uncontrollably. At this moment, Chu Hao landed, tapped his feet several times, quickly caught up to Jin Wuxiang, and unleashed a palm strike.

Sky Wind Eight Styles seventh move, Stimulating Moon.

Jin Wuxiang had just thrown a punch and was in the moment of lacking new strength. Hastily, he could only retaliate with a punch.

Despite the circumstances, his martial talent was undeniably formidable. Even under such conditions, his punch was highly accurate.

Boom.

Their exchanges showed, Jin Wuxiang's face turned pale. His teeth chattered as Shocking Force reverberated within him, making all the power churn internally with no outward release.

"Hahaha, I've truly underestimated you." Jin Wuxiang wasn't angry but laughed, taking a deep breath to dispel the Shocking Force within him.

In terms of Star Force, he was far superior to Chu Hao.

"You've actually mastered the Sky Stepping Technique to its third layer realm. In the past hundred years, you're the first." Jin Wuxiang initially praised him, but his tone quickly changed, "However, the Sky Stepping Technique is merely a Human Level Middle-Grade technique. A true genius wouldn't waste effort on such a marginal skill."

"You have the privilege of witnessing my true strength." His expression grew solemn, transforming his hands into palms, "This is my Jin Family's ultimate technique, Twin Fish Palm."

"What, Twin Fish Palm."

"Is that not one of the Jin Family's most advanced techniques, ranking alongside the Huanlang Sword Technique as a Lower Grade Earth Level Martial Technique?"

"No way, Senior Brother Jin hasn't reached the Martial Sect Realm yet, but he already has the inheritance of an Earth Level technique. Isn't he afraid of being captured and forced to reveal the Twin Fish Palm's secrets?"

"He must have prepared it to challenge the senior brother."

"Didn't expect it to be used on Chu Hao."

Upon hearing the name Twin Fish Palm, everyone started discussing. Even Cao Jingwen's eyes lit up, looking at Jin Wuxiang. He had been meditating with closed eyes, unimpressed even when Chu Hao achieved the third layer realm of the Sky Stepping Technique.

Chu Hao raised his palms, "Then let me witness it."

Since the opponent used their ultimate move, he couldn't hold back.

Sky Wind Eight Styles' final move, Return to One.

Although he had only fused two styles, its power had substantially increased.

"Take this." Jin Wuxiang's figure surged forward, his twin palms striking out.

Twin Fish Palm.

Before Chu Hao's eyes, countless fish appeared, each with a gaping mouth aiming to bite him.

It was impossible to discern the flaw in that instant. He could only seek out the weakest point. Chu Hao leapt, choosing to strike from the left side, his gaze steely, "Return to One" already unleashed.

Ultimate move against ultimate move.

Boom.

A resounding collision, two ultimate moves clashed spectacularly.

Chu Hao and Jin Wuxiang's figures both shifted. Their clothes were tattered, nearly destroyed by their previous impacts. Fortunately, they were men, so as long as their undergarments remained, it was fine.

"Hahaha, I never expected to be pushed this far by a Six Meridians martial master." Jin Wuxiang suddenly laughed, turning to point at Chu Hao, "I must admit, I was far less capable when I was a Six Meridians martial master. Even Cao Jingwen wasn't this formidable."

"Hmph." Hearing the belittling remark, Cao Jingwen snorted inwardly. He thought Jin Wuxiang was merely a frog in a well, unaware of the vast gap between them.

The Seven Great Generals of the Cao Sect all glared at Jin Wuxiang. This guy dared to place Chu Hao above their young master, an act of great disrespect.

"However, I won't let you pass so easily." Jin Wuxiang's eyes burned with battle intent. He extended his hand back, "Sword come."

Whoosh, a long sword was thrown to him, landing perfectly in his hand.

Jin Wuxiang caressed the sword sheath before drawing the blade. Instantly, a flame-like sword beam burst forth, dazzlingly bright.

Chu Hao's eyes focused. Embedded in the sword's body were three ferocious beasts' inner cores.

A Three-Hole Treasure Weapon.

"Chu Hao, do you still dare to fight me?" Jin Wuxiang looked at Chu Hao, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

A Three-Hole Treasure Weapon could boost combat power by about thirty percent.

Jin Wuxiang, already terrifyingly powerful, was now thirty percent stronger. How could one possibly stand against that?

The disciples of River Down Courtyard displayed looks of dejection. It seemed Chu Hao would be halted here, unable to break through to the top three.

Chu Hao sneered, drawing the sword from his waist. A similar fiery light flowed along its length, strikingly beautiful.

One, two, three.

What, this was also a Three-Hole Treasure Weapon.

Everyone counted the embedded cores on the sword in astonishment.