Eternal Heavenly Emperor

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(Want to hear more of your voices, to receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat official account "qdread" and follow it now, and give "Eternal Heavenly Emperor" more support!) Another young man stood up, laughing, "Fu Qingchen, it's been half a year since we've sparred, how much has your strength improved?"

"Definitely not weaker than yours!" Fu Qingchen said proudly.

"Then let's see!" Cheng Tianfang was naturally fearless.

The two went outside the hall, where the courtyard was large enough for both of them to move freely. However, after being swept by the tens of thousands of pounds of force from the Great Mahayana realm, the courtyard would probably need major repairs afterwards.

They were old rivals, and after just a few probing moves, they began a fierce exchange.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The power of the Great Mahayana realm was truly formidable, sweeping through with tens of thousands of pounds of force; the wind from their blows could tear a person's clothes to shreds! And the two in combat had their sleeves shattered early on by the powerful vibrations.

Luckily, they were fighting in the courtyard, a good distance away from the hall, so the force of the wind had weakened considerably by the time it reached inside, otherwise, the tables and chairs in the hall would have been overturned.

Chu Hao was astonished by the powerful force of the Great Mahayana realm, but he was also full of confusion.

What was the point of distinguishing between the Great Mahayana realm, the Middle Mahayana realm, and the Lesser Mahayana realm?

Because he really couldn't see any substantial difference between these three realms—other than strength! But this strength also increased linearly and didn't show any step-like surge.

In other words, these three realms could be completely merged into one, simply characterized by strength.

After fighting for nearly 20 minutes, Fu Qingchen and Cheng Tianfang stopped at the same time, both having reached their limits.

It was a draw.

"Haha, the Fu Family has a successor indeed, in a few more years, Qingchen will step into the Vajra Realm!" In the hall, the elders started discussing one after another.

"Tianfang is no weaker, and within ten years he must be able to uphold the Cheng Family's banner!"

"With these young ones growing up, we old timers can rest easy!"

Chu Hao nodded secretly to himself. The golden age of cultivation for martial artists wasn't long, typically starting from age 15, and if one hadn't reached the peak by 30, most would begin to decline!

Therefore, to gauge one's achievement, one just needed to look at their realm at age 30. After 30, even if some could still make progress against the current, the pace was unbearably slow!

Even though Fu Qingchen and Cheng Tianfang might have the chance to step into the Vajra Realm before turning 30, judging from their current progression, their peak in this life would be just First Tier at most!

Compared to them, Chu Hao was more optimistic about Fu Xue. This Female Tyrannosaurus, wielding the 500-pound Great Yuan Hammer as if it were weightless, definitely had strength beyond the Middle Mahayana realm! And she was only 18 years old; before turning 30, her strength would accelerate, with at least tens of thousands of pounds increasing every year!

Then, her peak could reach the fifth-tier of the Vajra Realm!

That would be very strong!

"I'm Mo Xuannan, and I would like to learn from Junior Brother Chu Hao!" Following Fu Qingchen and Cheng Tianfang's match, Mo Xuannan hurriedly jumped out, eager for his turn.

Chu Hao?

Most of the bigwigs in the hall had heard the name Chu Hao—not because of the Fortune Full Building, as such small business affairs could hardly catch their attention. They knew of Chu Hao because of Chu Tianyun!

However, after Chu Tianyun died, they lost interest in the Chu Family's affairs and did not expect to hear Chu Hao's name mentioned here again.

Mo Xuannan was smug. Whether Chu Hao accepted the challenge or not, it wouldn't be easy for him!

To fight would mean a beating! To decline... how could one save face in front of so many nobles?

Who allowed this guy to have had an engagement with Lin Yuqi? Who allowed him to pursue Zheng Siqi, the woman his brother fancied!

A guy with no tact definitely needed a pounding!

Chu Hao stood up, smiling, "Since Junior Brother Mo wishes for guidance, then I shall enlighten you a bit!"

"Hahahaha!" Laughter erupted in the hall, many were students from the Thousand Winds Academy. They knew that Chu Hao had made it into the top eight in the selection for the Earthly Institute of the Eastern Sect, but that was because he clung to Tang Xin's coattails!

To actually say he would enlighten Mo Xuannan, where did he get such confidence from!

Mo Xuannan sneered, "Quit the big talk, come fight!"

He walked into the courtyard first.

Chu Hao handed Flying Fire to Tang Xin, but the little fellow reached out its four tiny paws toward Zheng Siqi instead, clearly preferring not to be held by Tang Xin. This caused Tang Xin's face to turn sour as she muttered under her breath about the little creature being unfaithful!

After all, Tang had known Flying Fire far longer than Zheng Siqi had!

Chu Hao then handed Flying Fire to Zheng Siqi. The little fellow was getting smarter, knowing when it could cling to Chu Hao and when it couldn't.

"Don't worry, that guy is cunning and won't let himself be at a disadvantage!" Fu Xue said to Zheng Siqi.

Zheng Siqi couldn't help but roll her eyes and said, "I wasn't worried at all!"

"Oh, you seem pretty confident in this guy, true to form of adulterers!" Fu Xue promptly retorted.

"Fu! Xue!" Zheng Siqi entered a furious state again.

"I surrender! I surrender!" Fu Xue quickly raised both hands and then added, "Later, I'll spar with Mo Guyun and beat him up for you, to let off some steam!"

"He is ranked third in the Heavenly Court of the Eastern Sect, and it's said he has already stepped into the Great Mahayana realm!" Zheng Siqi frowned seriously; while she disliked Mo Guyun as a person, she never underestimated his abilities.

"Great Mahayana realm? No wonder he's chasing you so persistently; he does have some ability!" Fu Xue laughed, but her manner was indifferent.

Zheng Siqi could only roll her eyes again, at a loss for how to communicate with this "monster."

Meanwhile, Chu Hao had already stepped into the courtyard and stood three meters opposite Mo Xuannan.

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The two's strength was too weak, and none of the big shots in the hall paid any attention to them; such minor scuffles naturally wouldn't catch their eye.

"Chu Hao, everyone says you've overcome your foolishness, but I don't think that's the case! Otherwise, why would you be stupid enough to compete with me!" Mo Xuannan said arrogantly. Chu Hao had never appeared on his radar.

Chu Hao smiled lightly and said, "When someone is asking to be beaten, I can only do a good deed by obliging!"

"Your mouth is quite sharp!" Mo Xuannan snorted coldly, "Unfortunately, martial artists compete with strength, not words!"

"Then why are you talking so much nonsense!" Chu Hao quipped.

"You—How infuriating!" Mo Xuannan was immediately enraged.

In the hall, Lin Yuqi shook her head repeatedly. Mo Xuannan called Ma Long stupid, yet he insisted on playing to Chu Hao's strengths with his own weaknesses. And he was making the same mistake—if he knew Chu Hao was sharp-tongued, why bother arguing with him? Why not just attack!

Which hurts more, a fist or a mouth?

Idiot!

"Haha, Chu Hao, I won't get angry, because you're not worth it!" Mo Xuannan suddenly burst into laughter. He took a deep breath, then turned his hands into palms, slightly sinking the weight in his upper body, his expression becoming stern.

In terms of temperament, he was indeed much stronger than Ma Long, at least a lot more composed.

Chu Hao also assumed the stance of the Mad Wind Fist.

"Without the support of strength, it's just for show!" Mo Xuannan let out a long howl, striking fiercely with a palm towards Chu Hao. A few thousand pounds of force whistled, the palm wind sharp as a knife, slicing through the air with a whooshing sound.

Unafraid, Chu Hao threw a punch, executing the third technique of the Mad Wind Fist.

Boom!

Fist and palm met, unleashing a surge of energy. With a pop! pop! the fabric on both their right arms burst simultaneously, their figures retreating several steps.

They were... evenly matched!

How could this be!

Everyone knew that Chu Hao had been a fool in the past and couldn't possibly have cultivated! And although his foolishness may have been cured, what kind of progress could he have made in merely two months?

Why was he able to compete in strength with Mo Xuannan, who had cultivated for a full two and a half years?

In the hall, Ma Jicheng's gaze sharpened like a sword.

Upon receiving the news of Ma Long's death, his first suspect was not Chi Dao, but Chu Hao! But he immediately ruled out Chu Hao, because it was simple—Chu Hao did not have the power to kill Ma Long!

But... Chu Hao could now compete in strength with Mo Xuannan!

"How could this be!" Mo Xuannan was equally shocked. How could Chu Hao's strength be comparable to his? No, it must be even stronger than his, as he clearly stepped back further!

Chu Hao smiled slightly and pulled up the sleeve on his left arm to reveal a string of beads, each emitting a milky white glow.

"Treasure Artifact!"

Many exclaimed immediately, then realized.

No wonder!

If Chu Hao itself had the strength of two thousand pounds, then he could easily withstand an enhancement of three thousand pounds—five thousand pounds of strength would certainly not be weaker than Mo Xuannan! And reaching the Second Tier Lesser Mahayana realm in two months, though quick, hadn't shattered the psychological limit of the crowd.

"You, you really are lucky!" Mo Xuannan gritted his teeth.

Chu Hao chuckled inwardly. Even without the treasure artifact, his own strength had already surpassed Mo Xuannan's! He just gestured with his fingers and said, "You wanted a lesson, so I will give you a proper one!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mo Xuannan shouted and rushed forward again.

Chu Hao's eyes lit up, his fists primed, ready to deploy the Triple Wave.

Boom!

As they exchanged another strike, Mo Xuannan's face suddenly turned white, retreating a step and then flushed red, stumbling back seven more steps with a thumping sound, his stance wavering as if he were a drunken man.

The Triple Wave could unleash three bursts of force in a brief moment—the first ripping through an opponent's defenses, while the following two penetrating deeply for maximal impact!

At similar levels of strength, it was a devastating weapon!

The Mad Wind Fist wouldn't be called an advanced martial technique for nothing!

The Mo Family did indeed possess advanced martial techniques, but Mo Xuannan had not learned them, and was naturally unable to withstand the Triple Wave.

"Wow!" Mo Xuannan spat out a mouthful of blood abruptly, collapsing onto the ground. He didn't even have the strength to stand after the Triple Wave passed through him.

He had lost!

Someone exclaimed, "That's the Triple Wave of the Chu Family!"

"Who would have thought that after Chu Tianyun's death, we would see the Triple Wave once again!"

"This young man's aptitude... is terrifyingly strong!"

"True, the level of strength is one thing, but to grasp the essence of the Triple Wave is indeed impressive! I remember Chu Tianyun also mastered the Triple Wave in his fourth year in Eastern Cloud City, which made him famous and earned him a spot among the nobility!"

"Though this young man started low, having two years less cultivation time than others, his future accomplishments might not be any lower!"

In the hall, the big shots were all discussing, each filled with admiration for Chu Hao. (My novel "Eternal Heavenly Emperor" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the public account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)

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