Eternal Heavenly Emperor

It must be said that Chu Hao was simply insane.

Even in a clash with the genius who previously ranked second on the Fledgling Dragon List, he actually allowed himself to be distracted. But for Chu Hao, only the kind of tension and pressure that made every hair on his body stand on end could truly corner him into a desperate situation, thereby unleashing his full potential.

Ling Dongliu roared furiously, and the Qianyuan Seventeen Forms burst forth, with the power generated being twenty times his own Star Force level, so powerful it was almost uncontrollable.

If he had used his bare hands to execute it, the twentyfold power would have certainly dislocated them, but now the force was concentrated on the rod—At this point, it was less about him controlling the rod and more about the rod controlling him.

Because his own strength was no match for the power stacked on the rod, all he could do was to go with the flow. The slightest mistake would result in all that force bearing down on him.

If it didn't kill him, it would severely injure him.

He was earnest and dutiful, not daring to be careless or distracted for a moment, focusing all his energy on the manipulation of his rod technique.

The Seventeenth Form, Rod Suppressing the Rivers!

Whoosh. Ling Dongliu maneuvered the Golden Rod, a blow descending from the heavens, the technique becoming simpler and simpler, yet the power increased with each strike.

Chu Hao's eyes sparkled with madness as he fearlessly met the attack with his incomplete Five Forms as One.

Jade must be carved to become a precious item, so let the opponent's strongest ultimate move hone him!

The strongest confrontation.

Bang!

Within a heavy sound, both of them staggered back a few steps.

"Hahaha, I've grasped the true Eighteenth Form!" Ling Dongliu suddenly laughed aloud. The bouncing rod sprang back in a baffling angle, sweeping toward Chu Hao with the terrifying force of the previous seventeen forms.

What, the Eighteenth Form!

The spectators were shocked. This guy actually managed to comprehend a new ultimate move in the midst of battle, his talent was incomparably defying the heavens.

Ling Dongliu felt an indescribable relief throughout his body, as he executed the Seventeenth Form, his spirit became clear and exceeded his limits, leading to a major breakthrough where he suddenly understood the elusive Eighteenth Form.

The Qianyuan Eighteen Rods' most powerful form, destroying heavens and obliterating earth.

Even the heavens and earth could be destroyed, what was a mere man in comparison?

Boom, the Golden Rod swung over, elusive as an antelope hanging by its horns, leaving no trace to follow.

"Eh, why does this rod technique feel so strange, giving me a sense of being as heavy as a mountain, yet as light as a feather?"

"Me too, what kind of rod technique is this? Just looking at it makes me feel so uncomfortable I could vomit blood."

"How can there be such a bizarre rod technique!"

Externally, the crowd was abuzz with discussion, while internally, Ling Dongliu rode the power of the rod as it thunderously blasted towards Chu Hao.

The truly strongest blow, the truly strongest strike.

Chu Hao's eyes shone brightly, unable to hide the joy on his face, he too had broken through.

It wasn't a breakthrough in Cultivation, but in the integration of the Return to One.

Five Techniques Integration!

He flipped his palms towards Ling Dongliu and pushed forward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, it was as if ten thousand hands were striking simultaneously, bearing down on Ling Dongliu.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the two figures dashed apart, and a Golden Rod suddenly shot into the sky, twirling away into the distance.

Ling Dongliu was left dispirited and crestfallen. Achieving a breakthrough under immense pressure, he realized the most powerful move of the Qianyuan Eighteen Forms, boosting his confidence to believe even Yuan Tiangang could be defeated.

But the result was that he was met with a rude awakening, his strongest strike utterly overwhelmed and even his weapon was sent flying.

For a moment, he lost all confidence.

With a Heart Demon reborn, he looked lost and doubtful, bereft of any trace of his previous spirited demeanor. Now, even facing Yuan Tiangang would be impossible, let alone if Liu Chengfeng or Xiang Haozhe were to battle him again—they could easily defeat him.

A Martial Artist who doubts himself and lacks confidence can at best exert half of their fighting power.

Whoosh, whoosh, both Chu Hao and Ling Dongliu vanished from the arena, returning to their small cabins.

Eh?

Chu Hao immediately showed a look of perplexity, for his Star Force and vitality were rapidly recovering, and the small cuts on his palms were healing instantly. Indeed, the cabin had the ability to quickly restore one's condition, otherwise how could Jin Yunlin have bounced back so quickly after being heavily injured by him?

Before it wasn't noticeable because he simply hadn't faced a worthy opponent, thus there was no need for the cabin to display its function.

He sat down with a smile on his face.

Under immense pressure, he finally comprehended the key to Five Forms Integration, allowing him to overpower Ling Dongliu with a single move.

If he were to battle Yuan Tiangang again, could he advance further, reaching Six Forms Unified? Even, achieve the most powerful Seven Forms into One?

Chu Hao stroked his chin, Yuan Tiangang was stronger than Ling Dongliu, indeed it might push him to the brink of desperation, allowing him to understand Six Forms Unified, but Seven Forms into One? That probably wouldn't be possible.

The battles of Liu Chengfeng and the others were to follow, but of course, Chu Hao had no interest in watching. He was just continuously refining the Five Forms as One, solidifying his mastery over this technique.

Time silently passed, and the penultimate round began.

In the ultimate showdown, Ling Tiangang fought Ling Dongliu, and Chu Hao faced off against the Barbaric Girl.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the battle between the first and second ranked on the Fledgling Dragon List, which should have been splendid and fierce, turned out to be completely one-sided.

It wasn't that Yuan Tiangang had suddenly grown stronger, but that Ling Dongliu had completely lost his fighting spirit, and his combat power plummeted, not even able to withstand ten moves from Yuan Tiangang before being swept out of the competition. The reason was simple: Ling Dongliu's heart of martial arts had shattered after his battle with Chu Hao, and unless he could rebuild his confidence, he might not even be able to squeeze into the ranks of ordinary talents, let alone super geniuses.

The path of martial arts is like sailing against the current: without a large heart that continually moves forward and never shrinks back, one is destined not to get very far or achieve much.

In the second match, Chu Hao faced the Barbaric Girl.

A duel between two practitioners of Body Cultivation.

"I won't fight you." As soon as she entered the arena, the Barbaric Girl flashed a tiger-toothed smile at Chu Hao and directly gave up, conceding the match.

Whoosh, both disappeared from the competition arena.

This left everyone feeling quite frustrated; they had long anticipated two strong matchups, with one ending abruptly and the other not even getting started.

There was one final round left, Chu Hao against Yuan Tiangang.

So far, both were the only ones still undefeated. After this battle, one of them would inevitably reach the pinnacle and become the new number one on the Fledgling Dragon List.

A draw?

There had never been a tied first place in history, so these two would definitely decide a winner — at the very least, there would be a forced determination of victory as there was between Yuan Tiangang and the Barbaric Girl.

The fight between Chu Hao and Yuan Tiangang was set as the final round.

The finale makes sense.

As this round began, everyone's rankings were being set in stone.

The first match was the Barbaric Girl against Ling Dongliu.

Ling Dongliu could only be considered a second-rate expert now, and he was blown away with just one punch by the Barbaric Girl, suffering a direct defeat.

One match after another, and soon, only the showdown between Chu Hao and Yuan Tiangang had yet to begin.

Whoosh, in a flash, both appeared in the competition arena.

"Who will win?"

"Of course, Yuan Tiangang. He was the number one in the last term, the most outstanding talent in Cang State in nearly ten thousand years, absolutely invincible."

"Not necessarily. The reason Yuan Tiangang had such a hard time against that Barbaric Girl just now is that she's a practitioner of Body Cultivation. Chu Hao is a practitioner of both Body Cultivation and Star Force; he is bound to be more troublesome than the Barbaric Girl."

"No, no, no, look at Chu Hao's fight with Ling Dongliu earlier; Chu Hao's level of Body Cultivation is clearly not comparable to that of the Barbaric Girl, and his Star Force is about the same as Ling Dongliu's, so he's definitely no match for Yuan Tiangang."

"I see, what you're saying is, against a weaker person, one plus one can have the effect of two, but facing a strong opponent, two ones remain just two ones, unable to exert a cumulative effect."

"Exactly, that's the principle."

People outside the arena discussed vociferously, and if there had been betting here, countless people would have already placed their bets by now. But obviously, the vast majority were more optimistic about Yuan Tiangang. After all, since he secured the number one spot on the Fledgling Dragon List three years ago, his status as Cang State's number one talent had been unassailable.

In comparison, what was so remarkable about Chu Hao?

In the arena, Yuan Tiangang looked at Chu Hao with a trace of surprise on his face. In this final battle, he had thought of many possible opponents, but Chu Hao had never been one of them.

However, that didn't matter. Anyone was the same, all were just destined to fall at his hands.

Because he was Yuan Tiangang; because he was Cang State's number one Heaven Talented.

"How many moves can you block from me?" he said calmly, his tone calm but exuding a powerful aura that made one involuntarily believe every word he said would come true.

Chu Hao also stood calmly. This was the final battle.

"Why isn't it you who should block my moves?" he said.

"Hm?" Yuan Tiangang's eyes sharpened; the man had the audacity to be more arrogant than him.

On what basis?

Just because he defeated Ling Dongliu? Ha, that type of second-rate guy loses his confidence with just one defeat—what's so commendable in defeating someone like that? Besides, Chu Hao's unbeaten record was also due to the goodwill of the Barbaric Girl.

He absolutely did not believe that Chu Hao could match the Barbaric Girl, who was quite the tough opponent for him.

They must be close friends, both being practitioners of Body Cultivation.

Yuan Tiangang raised his right hand and made a fist, then he knocked on the void, saying, "Oh, what makes you so cocksure?"

Crack, crack, crack, the void shattered and extended towards Chu Hao's direction.

Chu Hao stood proud and untouched.

Crack, crack, crack, the space shattered as it passed over him, only slightly tearing the edge of his robes, his body remaining completely unharmed.

Body Cultivation!

Everyone thought to themselves. Chu Hao's earlier match, where he challenged the Golden Rod with his palms alone, had already left a deep impression, and seeing him now easily withstand Yuan Tiangang's space shattering, it naturally didn't surprise them anymore.

"Stop wasting your strength with such moves," Chu Hao said lightly.

This ability came from his physique, so it consumed his physical strength, not his Star Force. Though Yuan Tiangang was hailed as the number one talent of Cang State, he was not a Body Cultivator, and his physical strength was very limited—merely around a million pounds.

Chu Hao didn't want to waste such an excellent opponent. (To be continued. If you enjoy this novel, please vote for it at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)