Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Chai Kang certainly wasn't going to show any weakness. A few months ago, Chu Hao had been someone he easily crushed. If it weren't for that strange Jade Stone, he would've killed Chu Hao god knows how many times by now.

Now everyone was at the Five Meridians. Who would be afraid of whom?

He gathered the energy in his palms and counterattacked towards Chu Hao.

Bang!

With a loud thud, Chai Kang was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

Chu Hao sprang from his feet, in hot pursuit of his adversary.

If he could, he certainly wouldn't mind finishing off his opponent. But it seemed that the arena protected its competitors very well, interrupting the fight at critical moments and teleporting both parties back to their own cabins.

But even if he couldn't kill him, he needed to give Chai Kang a good beating to vent his anger.

Chai Kang struggled to perform a mid-air somersault, stabilizing himself. Looking at Chu Hao rapidly closing in, he couldn't hide the look of horror on his face, for the opponent's power was alarmingly over three times stronger than his.

Three times, that was the gap of a Single-Meridian.

But they were both of the Five Meridians!

Could it be... Chai Kang's heart trembled as he considered a possibility, one that he had suspected months ago—that Chu Hao had only broken through to the Martial Sect after achieving the Ten Meridians, and this was what made him resolute in his decision to kill Chu Hao.

Hateful, so hateful, so damned hateful, he had let Chu Hao slip away. And in just a few short months, his opponent's realm had caught up to his, with his power still outstripping him by more than one meridian.

He regretted not acting sooner. If only he had been more resolute back then, unleashing his Ultimate Move from the start, Chu Hao wouldn't have had the chance to break through to the Two Meridians, nor the opportunity to use the Mysterious Jade Seal.

But there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Chai Kang's eyes bulged with rage, and he let out a furious roar. Innumerable threads of blood shot out from his body—it was clear he had employed his Ultimate Move, ready for a last-ditch effort.

Bang!

Their powers collided once more, and without any suspense, Chai Kang was sent flying again, spewing fresh blood while still in midair.

He simply stood no chance.

Chai Kang struggled to his feet and gritted his teeth, "I concede!" If he didn't concede, what would he do if he was seriously injured? Now wasn't the time to be stubborn; there were still 34 rounds to go.

In theory, the ranking battle was only about win rate—it didn't award extra points for defeating strong opponents. So what was the point of fighting to the death against Chu Hao? Even if he could win, that'd be just one victory, but if he depleted his Ultimate Move and got seriously injured, he'd likely lose the following fights he could have easily won, dragging down many battles—that'd be a big loss, right?

Naturally, the ranking was the foremost priority in a ranking battle. Any grudge between them could be settled outside the arena, where no one could kill anyway.

Whoosh, whoosh, the two of them were immediately teleported out of the arena.

That was indeed a quick exit.

Chu Hao sat cross-legged, but he had to admit, Chai Kang had made a wise choice. Even if his opponent had been willing to risk everything, he wouldn't have stood a chance against him. And with only half an hour to rest after a fight, it was impossible to return to peak condition for the next battle if one went all out.

Huh?

He looked down at the ongoing battles and immediately showed a look of surprise, for he saw Jin Yunlin fighting.

Normally, this was to be expected—when rest time was over, it was time to fight. But Jin Yunlin looked lively and energetic, as if he had already returned to his best condition.

Was it possible to recover that fast?

Chu Hao had exchanged four blows with him, which normally would have taken him at least ten days to half a month to heal. How could he have done it in just about half a day?

Did he swallow some Immortal Pill? Or... Chu Hao glanced at his cabin and thought of the Spirit Chamber in the Ancient Training Ground. If there were Spirit Chambers, why couldn't there be a Medicine Chamber?

This place could quickly heal injuries.

Otherwise, with a battle every half hour, there would be many instances of taking advantage later on in the trials.

Only without worries of recovery could one give their all in battle.

So, why provide half an hour of rest time? It was probably the time needed for "Medicine Chamber" treatment.

He would only know for sure after getting injured.

By the 156th round, Chu Hao finally faced off against Nangong Rou.

The moment he realized his opponent was Nangong Rou, Chu Hao immediately flicked his right hand, summoning the Deep Blue Sword. With the Sky Stepping Technique, he pushed his speed to the limit, dashing towards Nangong Rou. He shook his long sword, and the third technique of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, Thunder Dragon's Roar, was already unfolding.

Sizzling, dazzling white orbs of electricity gathered at the tip of the sword, quickly forming into a thunder dragon.

Did Nangong Rou merit his all-out effort?

Of course, she didn't have the qualifications, but the competitors were well protected here; the only chance to kill was to suddenly deploy an Ultimate Move for a sure-kill strike.

Chu Hao had already decided this.

Immediately, Nangong Rou's face drained of color, and her pretty face lost all composure. Her sharp voice cried out, "I give up!"

Whoosh, whoosh, both of them vanished from the arena, but the thunder dragon was still roaring and raging, snapping with electricity, its terrifying power lingering for a long time.

How terrifying!

Whether it was the audience in the stands or the competitors in the "resting room" on top, everyone's face changed color at the sight of the strike's power, even unmatched talents like Yuan Tiangang and Ling Dongliu showed a hint of caution.

That strike was truly powerful.

In one of the resting rooms, Nangong Rou was still shaken, her ample chest trembling continuously. She had just felt the closeness of death; had she conceded any later, that sword strike would have certainly killed her in an instant.

Although she had now escaped from her perilous situation, she was still dripping with sweat, her undergarments completely soaked through with fragrant perspiration, clinging tightly to her body.

Chu Hao's strike just now made it clear that the opponent was determined to kill her, not giving her a chance to plead or argue.

Why didn't this guy die on that island?

Nangong Rou had thought that by switching to practicing the Minor Formless Mysterious Skill, along with her talent and the cultivation resources provided by her family, she would be among the top of the young generation. Yet, she hadn't expected Chu Hao to be several times more monstrous than her.

This man... must be eliminated.

She thought to herself. Although she lacked the strength, she could still use someone else's hand to kill him.

When it came to plots and schemes, she was confident that no one could surpass her.

A cold smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of Nangong Rou's mouth.

...

The 161st, 162nd, 163rd rounds had passed, and the seventh day had arrived, with only the last 14 rounds remaining.

The clash of the strong was finally about to unfold.

At this point, there were only 14 people left undefeated. Clearly, the top ten would emerge from among them.

These 14 people were Yuan Tiangang, Ling Dongliu, Liu Chengfeng, Meng Jiang, Zhu Zetian, Weng Zhengping, Ge Yun, Mou Xiyu, Nie Ziming, and the top nine from the previous Fledgling Dragon List; along with Chu Hao, Zhu Wuji, Xiang Haozhe, Tan Hua, and the Barbaric Girl—five new talents.

None of them had yet fought each other, and it would take only one round for the number of undefeated competitors to be halved.

The battles also saw a slight change. These 14 didn't follow the main group anymore but had pre-arranged matchups and didn't fight seven at a time. Instead, each pair would fight one after the other.

By this time, naturally nobody minded waiting a bit longer. On the contrary, being able to watch the battles of the strong one by one seemed preferable to worrying about not knowing where to look due to too many fights happening simultaneously.

The first was Yuan Tiangang versus Nie Ziming.

This should be the bout with the least suspense.

Indeed, after less than ten moves, Nie Ziming was kicked away by Yuan Tiangang, blood spurting continuously from his mouth as the fight was forcibly stopped.

The second pair was Ling Dongliu versus Tan Hua.

Ling Dongliu ranked second on the Fledgling Dragon List, while Tan Hua was Yuan Tiangang's junior disciple, regarded by Yuan Tiangang as having strength enough to rank in the top ten of the list. The battle between these two was bound to be extremely exciting.

Yet, the outcome surprised everyone—Ling Dongliu defeated Tan Hua with just three punches and two kicks, ending his opponent's undefeated streak and adding another victory to his own record.

In this moment, Ling Dongliu's domineering aura was fully displayed, his war intent almost palpable even through the barriers of the arena.

Does Yuan Tiangang also possess such strength?

In the auditorium, everyone felt breathless—Ling Dongliu had been concealing his strength all along.

This guy could definitely give Yuan Tiangang a fight.

The third match was Liu Chengfeng against Mou Xiyu.

One might have thought that the fifth against the thirteenth on the old Fledgling Dragon List wouldn't have a significant gap, but the reality was vastly different—Liu Chengfeng won with ease, and it seemed as if another peerless talent capable of challenging Yuan Tiangang for the top position had emerged.

The fourth round, Meng Jiang against Zhu Zetian.

This time, it was finally an evenly matched contest. The two fought fiercely without a winner for half an hour, ending in a draw.

The fifth round, Weng Zhengping versus Zhu Wuji.

As someone who had occupied the tenth place on the old Fledgling Dragon List, Weng Zhengping's strength was certainly significant. However, when facing Zhu Wuji, he found himself restrained and overwhelmed. In less than ten minutes, he was defeated, resulting in the biggest upset so far.

The dark horse finally emerged, charging towards the top ten.

The sixth round, the Barbaric Girl Yun Cai against Xiang Haozhe.

Both being new talents and dark horses, this battle was anticipated to be another evenly matched fight. However, once the fighting started, everyone was astounded—the Barbaric Girl was unaffected by Xiang Haozhe's attacks, trading strikes boldly. It took her only five punches to leave Xiang Haozhe dizzy, toppling him to the ground.

What kind of formidable physique was this?

In every exchange, Xiang Haozhe had the first hit, followed by the Barbaric Girl's counter punch; otherwise, with Xiang Haozhe's intelligence, he would not have recklessly chosen to trade blows. Even having the initiative, Xiang Haozhe was knocked out by the Barbaric Girl, who appeared unaffected.

Once Body Cultivation is greatly achieved, it is indeed a nightmare for Star Force Cultivators. No wonder it is said that even the War God cannot kill an Emperor Level Body Cultivator.

The seventh round, Chu Hao against Ge Yun. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)