Eternal Heavenly Emperor

The newly entered woman was the young beauty from Moon Language Valley. Her white robe was as pure as snow, and her black hair was tied with a simple white ribbon. She wore no other adornments yet managed to outshine any beauty.

As soon as she stepped down, she instantly became the focus of the entire audience. Everyone, regardless of gender, was captivated by her unparalleled charm and elegant demeanor.

Too beautiful, too pure, like a clear pool of water.

Her surname was Qin, her name, Yulian.

"Miss Yulian, allow me to learn a thing or two from you!" A man leaped over and clasped his fists towards Qin Yulian, a look of undisguised admiration on his face.

"Please!" Qin Yulian drew her sword and formed a sword technique.

The man didn't dare to be careless. Admiration was one thing, but to be publicly defeated by Qin Yulian would be a blow to his pride if he ever hoped to pursue her. He pulled out a long saber from his waist, the blade having two holes.

"Miss Yulian, be careful!" The man shouted, swinging his saber.

Whizzing sounds accompanied the saber's movement, with flames swirling around it. Two inner cores of ferocious beasts transmitted power through the complex patterns on the blade, increasing his strength by twenty percent.

At the level of Eight Meridians, improving strength by twenty percent was quite remarkable.

Qin Yulian's sword was evidently not a Treasure Artifact, as there were no holes in its blade. However, it shone brightly like water, indicating the precious material it was made of, making it a sharp weapon.

But could a sharp weapon compare to a Treasure Artifact?

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Yet the result was startling. After only ten exchanges, the man's treasured saber was sent flying by Qin Yulian, and he had to admit defeat, blushing as he left the field.

Decisive, swift!

Qin Yulian stood gracefully like a serene lotus in water, her demeanor so tranquil that it made people feel peaceful.

However, in Chu Hao's eyes, this woman was even more proud than Jiang Qixuan. She seemed courteous, but this very courtesy was a sign of her pride, keeping everyone at a distance.

But it was none of his business anyway.

Qin Yulian's first victory came too easily, and for a while, no one else dared to challenge her, afraid of public defeat and humiliation.

Perhaps she was a dark horse, and no one wanted to be her stepping stone.

After a long time, a woman came forth to challenge.

Woman against woman, losing wouldn't be too embarrassing.

In their battle, only ten moves passed before Qin Yulian disarmed her opponent, winning another round.

The third battle followed the same pattern.

Three consecutive victories with ten moves to disarm her opponents, it was obvious this was no coincidence.

——Her strength was far beyond what she showed, allowing her to easily win within ten moves regardless of her opponent.

Indeed, another dark horse!

Could she also be at the level of Nine Meridians?

The crowd buzzed with speculation. In the past, even one person reaching Nine Meridians was extraordinary, but now, Nine Meridian geniuses were appearing one after another, and there weren't even enough spots within the Four Talented and Seven Stars to accommodate them.

Could Tianhe County be ushering in a Great Martial World?

Many couldn't help but lament inwardly, why were they born in this era?

Qin Yulian waited for a few minutes. Seeing no one else stepping forward to challenge her, she scanned the crowd and finally fixed her gaze on Yao Di. She spoke, "Brother Yao, may I seek your guidance?"

Yao Di obviously couldn't refuse. Refusing was akin to admitting defeat, and as one of the Four Talented, though he held a high position, it also made him a target, constantly needing to face challenges to maintain his status.

He stepped down.

All around, there was silence.

Could he be the second of the Four Talented to fall?

"Please!" Yao Di said with a smile. Facing a stunning beauty like Qin Yulian, even in competition, it was hard to feel any negativity.

"Please!" Qin Yulian responded, forming a sword technique.

Since the opponent wasn't using a Treasure Artifact, Yao Di felt it improper to use one either. He relied on his fists, with a pair of treasured gauntlets.

The two glanced at each other and began their fierce battle.

From the outset, there was no doubt about Qin Yulian's strength.

Absolutely Nine Meridians!

Even facing one of the Four Talented, she was not at a disadvantage. Her white robe fluttered, her long sword flashed like a rainbow, and each strike and step was filled with a graceful fluidity, making it seem less like combat and more like an exquisite dance.

However, she didn't defeat Yao Di within ten moves. The battle grew increasingly intense, reaching seventy, eighty, ninety moves. As they approached a hundred moves, Qin Yulian's sword momentum suddenly surged.

No one saw clearly – even Chu Hao only caught a fleeting glimpse. All that was visible was the sky filled with swirling sword energy, forcing Yao Di back. His waist garment was torn, a thin blood line appeared on his abdomen, with fresh blood slowly oozing out.

Yao Di was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Thank you, Miss Yulian, for showing mercy!" He knew clearly that had she not held back, that sword could have cut him in two.

Of course, he also had his ultimate moves. If it came down to it, he could have fought to death, at least gravely injuring Qin Yulian.

But he had indeed been defeated.

"Brother Yao admits it!" Qin Yulian sheathed her sword and turned to leave.

Another of the Four Talented had fallen. Now, aside from Jin Yunlin who remained untouchable, only Gao Fei still temporarily held his position. However, this time, the Seven Stars were all well-prepared and formidable. He might not smile until the end.

Was there a third dark horse?

Yang An'an rubbed his nose, his signature move, and said, "Senior Brother, I'm going to challenge Chu Hao!"

"Go ahead!" Jin Yunlin nodded.

With a swish, Yang An'an leaped into the field, first bowing theatrically to the surroundings.

"Yang An'an from Sky Heart Sect, ranked third among the core disciples!"

"Who is he challenging?"

"It can't be one of the Four Talented or Seven Stars."

"Then it's not worth watching!"

The crowd voiced their disappointment. After witnessing performances from two super rookies, their tastes had grown discerning. Now, anything less than battles of the Four Talented or Seven Stars level failed to interest them.

Yang An'an was slightly angered. He was ranked third among Sky Heart Sect's core disciples. In a Sixth or Fifth Grade Sect, he would be the top genius, the strongest core disciple.

Now that he stepped into the field, yet the crowd showed disappointment. Were they looking down on him?

Damn it!

Yang An'an immediately blamed Chu Hao. If he wasn't challenging Chu Hao, he wouldn't be treated like this.

He was determined to teach Chu Hao a profound lesson.

"Chu Hao of Yunliu Sect, Junior Brother Chu, dare to fight me?" Yang An'an challenged.

Chu Hao? Who was this Chu Hao?

Hearing Yang An'an's challenge, the crowd looked baffled. They had never heard of this name.

At the Martial Arts Debate Conference, challenges were typically made to stronger or equal opponents, never to weaker ones – unless it was like the black horses Jiang Qixuan, or Qin Yulian, participating for the first time.

Yang An'an ranked third among Sky Heart Sect's core disciples. His opponent should at least match Sky Heart Sect's second-ranked core disciple, like Wen Liang's level.

But Yunliu Sect only had Cao Jingwen, while Luo Ping ranked second there might not even make the core disciples if placed in Sky Heart Sect. So, who was this Chu Hao?

Sweeping glances turned towards Yunliu Sect's direction.

Both Elder Cao and Elder Luo looked gloomy. Cao Jingwen had already lost once. Did they have to face a second defeat? They didn't think Chu Hao stood a chance against Sky Heart Sect's third core disciple.

How could this Chu Hao have provoked Sky Heart Sect? Both elders thought indignantly, casting sidelong glances at Chu Hao.

——Otherwise, why would he be singled out?

Chu Hao chuckled, he had planned to step down to fight and found himself challenged first.

That worked too, he might as well start with this guy.

He entered the field and said, "If you can take ten of my moves, you win!"

Pfft!

The crowd buzzed again – another braggart. But Jiang Qixuan had proven his skill, taking down one of the Four Talented. What justified your arrogance?

An expert's confidence is backed by skill. An amateur's arrogance is foolishness.

The crowd looked at Chu Hao, showing looks of disdain.

Both Elder Cao and Elder Luo wished the ground could swallow them up, utterly humiliated at the Great Martial World Conference, mocked in front of all of Tianhe County's powers.

They wondered how to deal with this Lower World's trash back home – wait, was this kid purposely wanting revenge by disgracing Yunliu Sect?

"Hahaha!" Yang An'an laughed, cracking his knuckles noisily, "Chu Hao, provoking me does you no good!"

"Do I need to provoke you?" Chu Hao said indifferently, "Hurry up. I don't have time to waste with a small fry like you!"

Small fry?

Yang An'an almost exploded. He was a core disciple of Sky Heart Sect, how could he be a small fry?

He was genuinely infuriated, utterly enraged.

"Disrespecting your need for a lesson!" Yang An'an said grimly, raising his right hand, his initially white palm turning pitch black.

"Black Jade Palm!"

"Yang Family's Ultimate Technique, Lower-Grade Earth Martial Technique!"

"Yang An'an truly is a talent, mastering an Earth Martial Technique so young!"

"Ah, Chu Hao probably can't withstand one move!"

"Of course, Black Jade Palm ranks among the top Lower-Grade Earth Martial Techniques, even comparable to some Middle-Grade Earth Martial Techniques!"

Yang An'an strode towards Chu Hao, his Black Jade Palm gathering Star Force and darkening the surroundings, like entering a perpetual night with no light.

"Fall for me!" He roared, striking at Chu Hao.

Boom!

A dull thud sounded. Yang An'an flew back several times faster than he had charged, hitting the ground heavily like a lump of mud.

The audience fell into a deathly silence.