Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Two newcomers launched a fierce battle, the intense fight captivated countless spectators, causing them to be utterly enthralled and unable to contain themselves.

Zhu Wuji's strength had already been tested by Yuan Tiangang and Ling Dongliu, and in everyone's minds, his power could even rank him third or fourth—despite having lost two matches already, but to whom? Losing to the first and second place was quite normal, wasn't it?

Whether he ranked third or fourth would depend on the Barbaric Girl's strength. After all, she had easily defeated Liu Chengfeng with her terrifying defensive power that was practically monstrous.

But who could have imagined that Chu Hao would also be so powerful!

While Zhu Wuji, the Barbaric Girl, Xiang Haozhe, Tan Hua, and other newcomers were unbelievably strong, the term "new" was only relative to the Fledgling Dragon List; in fact, they had already made quite a name for themselves.

Zhu Wuji, for instance, had the terrifying nickname 'Murder Without Restraint', the Barbaric Girl had been witnessed punching a furious crocodile at the Eight Meridians Peak into flight in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and Ling Dongliu was the son of the Sect Master from the First Grade Nanyun Sect, while Tan Hua was Yuan Tiangang's junior disciple.

Therefore, their current display of power was as astonishing as it was reasonable.

But what about Chu Hao?

Born in a weak County like Tianhe and a disciple of a Sixth Grade Sect, he was in fact not much stronger than the Lower Twelve Counties. For a Martial Artist, one's innate talent, opportunities, and the support of one's sect are what truly pave the way to genius.

If Yuan Tiangang had been born differently, as a disciple of a Sixth Grade Sect, could he have achieved what he has now?

Impossible.

In terms of cultivation resources alone, one couldn't even begin to calculate how much he would have missed out on, not to mention that the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques available to him would definitely not compare to those in a First Grade Sect.

Now, look at Chu Hao, a disciple from a Middle Nine County, and even more so from a Sixth Grade Sect, yet he seemed to possess the strength to aim for the top three of the Fledgling Dragon List—how astonishing was that? This guy's innate talent and opportunities were defying the heavens, and that was what compensated for his lowly birth.

This inevitably made everyone wonder: What if Chu Hao were a disciple of a First Grade Sect?

After this Fledgling Dragon List event, Chu Hao was bound to be pursued by many powerful forces. If he chose to join any First Grade Sect, in another three years, perhaps he really could match Yuan Tiangang, right?

Hiss—

"Break for this humble monk! Break! Break!" Zhu Wuji shouted loudly as he had already put away the temple block, his hands turning into claws, relentlessly piercing forward.

Swish, swish, swish—golden claws appeared, yet they were not his clean and slender hands, but actual claws, their origins unknown, incredibly large like manhole covers, and covering the sky with their spread.

It was as if heaven itself was enraged, bringing down divine punishment to crush Chu Hao.

Humm, humm, humm, as the golden claws struck down, the might was terrifyingly immense, as if even the platform below could easily be shattered.

"This is somewhat interesting," Chu Hao's eyes lit up, finally feeling a bit of pressure.

Unable to help it, Zhu Wuji's power could only match the level of his Star Force, but he also had no less impressive physical strength, and moreover, his defensive power was even more formidable, only slightly inferior to the Barbaric Girl's.

With such defense, Zhu Wuji posed too little a threat to him, unless he could strike his vital points in one hit. Otherwise, even being hit with a punch or claw would at most make him feel some pain.

Yet this strike of the Golden Divine Claw made Chu Hao feel that if he didn't resist with all his might, even his defense would be inadequate.

The pressure had finally arrived.

Chu Hao laughed heartily, flipped his hands, and the Return to One technique that blended four styles was unleashed, advancing towards Zhu Wuji.

As the wind surged and clouds billowed, the combined four styles of Return to One were terrifyingly powerful, their momentum almost flipping the heavens themselves.

Boom!

A loud crash as the two forces collided, immediately producing a blinding burst of light. Most people had to turn away involuntarily, while only a very few could keep their gaze fixed on the action.

Thump, a figure immediately flew out from the burst of light, while another figure walked out composedly.

The advantage and disadvantage were overwhelmingly clear.

The one who was sent flying out was naturally Zhu Wuji, who landed on the ground with a flip, his face flushed red, but he forced himself to hold back and didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

Staring at Chu Hao, he asked, "Is this all of your strength?"

Chu Hao paused, then shook his head, saying, "No."

Zhu Wuji couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood after all. This wasn't even all of Chu Hao's strength? It was such a blow to him. Having been defeated by Yuan Tiangang, followed by a loss to Ling Dongliu, and now defeated by Chu Hao—three battles and three defeats was an enormous blow to his confidence.

He lowered his head in discouragement and said, "This humble monk admits defeat."

When he raised his head again, his eyes had regained their confidence—one temporary setback didn't mean eternal defeat. They were still Martial Sects, not even having crossed the Three Minor Realms. The path of martial arts was long, and he had plenty of opportunities to surpass them.

And if he gave up now, then there would truly be no chance left.

Whoosh, whoosh, following Zhu Wuji's surrender, both fighters were simultaneously transported back to their respective huts.

The penultimate round also had only one headline battle, and that was Zhu Wuji versus the Barbaric Girl.

Would Zhu Wuji end his losing streak, or would the Barbaric Girl continue her victory streak?

The result was announced just three minutes after the two began to spar.

——Zhu Wuji conceded spontaneously.

He had no choice but to surrender. Facing the Barbaric Girl, who was like a ferocious beast from Ancient Times, he could only be beaten helplessly. It didn't take long for him to be bruised, and it was outright abuse.

Only by decisively quitting the fight could he vie for the fifth place.

With three rounds remaining in the competition, the top four were already clear: Chu Hao, Barbaric Girl, Yuan Tiangang, and Ling Dongliu. People like Zhu Wuji, Liu Chengfeng, Meng Jiang, Xiang Haozhe, and others could only compete for fifth to tenth place now.

No one wanted to fall out of the top ten. Although it wasn't explicitly stated, the treatment for the tenth place was starkly different from that for the eleventh.

For example, a Sect that takes in Core Disciples prefers round numbers, either ten or twenty. Furthermore, the Martial Arts Realm is also divided into ten tiers, with each major realm further subdivided into ten minor realms.

Tenth Tier Martial Disciples, Ten Meridian martial masters, Ten Meridian Martial Sects... Ten represents Great Perfection. So, although there might not be a great difference between ninth and tenth, there's definitely a considerable gap between tenth and eleventh.

This was no longer Chu Hao's concern though; he only had three opponents left.

Yuan Tiangang, Ling Dongliu, Barbaric Girl—each was frighteningly strong. He had no time to think about anything else.

The matchups came quickly.

Yuan Tiangang against Barbaric Girl, and Chu Hao versus Ling Dongliu.

Both matches were a clash between the new and the old—although all four were terrifyingly young. Even Ling Dongliu, the oldest among them, was only 22 years old and could participate in the Fledgling Dragon List one more time, while Yuan Tiangang was a year younger than him, and Chu Hao was just about to turn 20.

The most astonishing was the Barbaric Girl, rumored to be only 14 years old—many people hadn't even begun their Cultivation at that age.

That is to say, unless even more monstrous talents appeared, these four were certain to sweep the top four places in the next Fledgling Dragon List.

Could more monstrous talents appear? It seemed impossible. These four were already super freaks. More monstrous than them... it was simply unimaginable.

The first match: Yuan Tiangang versus Barbaric Girl.

In the arena, Yuan Tiangang stood with his hands behind his back, finally showing a hint of seriousness.

Having observed for so long, he naturally knew this girl was a Body Cultivator.

Body Cultivators were rare in this world, but once they grew, they were absolutely terrifying.

The most troublesome aspect was their defensive power. A punch from a martial artist of the same tier could only cause some pain, like two ordinary people fighting, exchanging punches without serious harm even after many hits.

But in return, if you get punched by a Body Cultivator... the feeling was absolutely unpleasant.

Facing the Barbaric Girl, Yuan Tiangang started doubting his own attack strength for the first time.

"Hey!" However, the Barbaric Girl was single-mindedly simple. If it was a fight, then just fight—no need to be so concerned about consequences.

She charged forward with thudding steps. Since she didn't practice Star Force, she naturally didn't know any movement techniques, but her movements were as agile as a Spirit Leopard, faster even than a Fire Cloud Horse.

What was more terrifying was her mass, akin to a towering mountain, causing the ground to quake with each step. If one were to be hit by her... suffering broken bones and tendons would surely be the least of the worries; being smashed and ground into meat paste wasn't implausible.

Even someone as strong as Yuan Tiangang couldn't afford to take the blow directly. He lightly tapped the ground with his foot, floated up, and simultaneously threw a punch. Bang, space immediately shattered, and the air around the Barbaric Girl seemed to be made of glass, continually breaking.

The fragmentation of space generated a devastating force. If an ordinary person were to be caught in it, they would be shattered instantly. Even an ordinary Six Meridians or even Seven Meridians Martial Sect would suffer severe lacerations.

However, the fearsome spatial forces that struck the Barbaric Girl seemed to have no effect at all, not even damaging the Beast Fur Coat she wore.

That must have been made from the fur of a powerful ferocious beast; otherwise, even a strong Body Cultivator wouldn't be able to protect their garments.

Thump thump thump thump, the Barbaric Girl once again quickened her pace and chased after Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang snorted and soared high, avoiding the Barbaric Girl's frontal assault, and then unleashed a punch at the clouds overhead.

The Barbaric Girl's face, full of excitement for the fight, turned and met the punch head-on.

Two great super prodigies finally had a head-to-head clash.

Bang!

With a heavy sound, Yuan Tiangang was immediately sent flying, while the Barbaric Girl merely stumbled a bit before quickly steadying herself.

This... in terms of strength alone, even Yuan Tiangang was no match for the Barbaric Girl.

This was to be expected, as the Barbaric Girl had previously sent an Eighth Tier Martial Sect-level Furious Crocodile flying with a single punch. And Yuan Tiangang was a Six Meridians Martial Sect, which, adding the two Meridians he gained in the martial master realm, equated to a typical Eight Meridians Martial Sect.

That is, in the eyes of the Barbaric Girl, he was not much different from the Furious Crocodile.

So what was so surprising about being sent flying with a punch? (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for the recommendation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)