Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Just like before, when he arrived late, his hands ignited into flames, yet he felt no discomfort at all.

This power came from his cells.

Chu Hao tried touching other parts of his body with his flaming hands; the burning did not cause any pain, but rather felt like soaking in a hot spring, indescribably comfortable.

With a thought, his cells burst forth with power one after another, boom, his entire body was enveloped in flames.

So... cool!

Chu Hao extinguished the flames and lit the candles in his room, then extended a finger to touch the fire.

The flames scorched his skin, but the heat was quickly absorbed, nourishing his cells and bolstering them at an extremely subtle pace.

Indeed, he could now absorb the energy of flames.

- A Fire Attribute physique.

No wonder, back in the Bingyuan Pavilion, he felt an impulse to throw himself into the furnace; it was his body instinctively driving him.

Now if he fought Chi Dao again, the other's Fiery Tiger Fist would probably not only pose no threat but would rather provide him with energy.

Physique is something you are born with, varying only in strength and not something that changes from nothing or from one to another. Why, then, had he not been able to absorb fire before?

Simply put, his physique was not strong enough; that's why he was fearful of fire.

Now, as his strength had escalated to the million-catty level, his physique had improved as well and, with the help of the Flame Essence, had finally come into its own.

Su Wanyue had also mentioned that the Flame Essence would strengthen his physique.

But, all this was because of his physique.

That meant if the temperature of the flames was too high, his body would not endure, and instead of absorbing the Power of Flame, he would be burned to ash. Like if he were tossed into the sun now, not even ashes would remain.

He needed to find an opportunity to test his limits.

That would be easy; just heading to the Bingyuan Pavilion and gradually increasing the furnace's intensity, the point where he couldn't take it anymore would be his limit.

Chu Hao sensed his own strength—ten thousand catties.

He had finally reached the limit of a Martial Disciple!

Next, was to sense Star Force and step into the Martial Master Realm. He had long been able to sense Star Force and even relied on absorbing it to increase his power, so surpassing this threshold naturally posed no challenge for him.

After tomorrow's battle with Mo Guxin, he would ask the sect how to step into the Martial Master Realm.

With the Might of Ten Thousand Catties and the Might of Flames, he didn't believe he couldn't defeat Mo Guxin.

Heh, the sect delayed the match date and catered specially to Mo Guxin in order to ensure his victory, but they would never have expected that his strength had also undergone a dramatic transformation in this short half month!

He was truly looking forward to tomorrow's battle.

"Awooo!" Suddenly, a low growl sounded, and Flying Fire came over; his body had grown a size larger, and his fur flared up like a burning cloud.

The true Fire Cloud Leopard.

"Hahaha!" Chu Hao couldn't help but laugh, saying, "We really are destined, you're fire, and I'm also fire!"

Flying Fire came over and rubbed against Chu Hao, a fearsome heat assaulting him. Chu Hao could hardly withstand it when suddenly, a sensation ignited within him, and his own flames erupted, blocking Flying Fire's flames.

"Alright, alright, don't burn down my house!" Chu Hao quickly said.

Both man and beast extinguished their flames, and almost in concert, their stomachs growled in agreement—time to eat.

Chu Hao started a fire for cooking, looking at the flames, a thought struck him, and he held the pot directly over the flames with his hand. "Haha, from now on, I won't have to gather firewood when I go out!" He couldn't help feeling proud, this physique was truly great.

After eating, Chu Hao treated the wounds on his body and wrapped them with a thick layer of bandage. It was fine under clothing, not visible at all, but the bandage on his hand was quite conspicuous.

That night, his mind was turbulent, and he couldn't fall asleep until late into the night when he finally dozed off.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Early the next morning, his wooden door was loudly knocked on.

"Chu Hao, get up or you'll be late!" Tang Xin's voice came from outside.

Only then did Chu Hao get up, while Flying Fire covered his ears with both paws, trying to ignore the noise.

After a quick wash and breakfast, they headed to the location of the competition.

This day had been long awaited by many, not only determining the top disciple of this generation's Outer Sect but also representing a "racial" competition between the Native Faction and those from the Lower World— which side was superior?

When Chu Hao and Tang Xin arrived, the place was already packed, all the good spots for watching the match had been taken. Not only had all the Outer Sect Disciples come, but many from the Inner Sect had also arrived.

"Chu Hao!" "Chu Hao!" "Chu Hao!"

A series of shouts rang out, and there was Fu Xue, Yu Wenjing, Le Deqing, Lin Zhendong, Chen Jiaqi, and many others, all swarming towards him; naturally, they were companions from the Lower World.

"Chu Hao, if you dare lose today, I'll beat you to death!" Lin Zhendong pointed at his nose and said.

"I won't spare you either!" Chen Jiaqi added.

"We from the Lower World just have lesser origins; we won't lose in terms of talent!" everyone shouted.

Chu Hao laughed heartily, saying, "You all make me feel so pressured!"

"How are your wounds not healed yet?" Seeing the bandage on Chu Hao's hand, Yu Wenjing frowned and asked.

"It's nothing, just trained a bit too hard these past few days; it's a minor injury, doesn't affect my combat power," Chu Hao said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

"Hey, isn't that Ke Jiren?" someone shouted.

"Brother Ke, ranked tenth among core disciples! Why is even he here to watch the match?"

"Over there! Over there! Chi Kuan, Brother Chi!"

"And Zhao Jian, Brother Zhao, ranked eighth!"

"Shi Lingyue, Senior Sister Shi!"

"Xue Li, Senior Sister Xue!"

"Brother Ling, ranked fourth! They are all core disciples!"

"My God, even the eldest brother has come!"

As each core disciple appeared one by one, it instantly triggered a continuous outcry of amazement, truly a dazzling starlight!

However, each core disciple, being haughty and prideful, had picked a prime viewing spot, ignoring the cheering crowd around them as if unseen.

"It's about time!" Fu Xue said.

Chu Hao nodded, "Then I'll take my leave first. After I win this battle, let's all go drinking in the town, and not stop until we're completely drunk!"

"Haha, then we'll wait to host your victory celebration!" Tang Xin and the others said one after another.

Chu Hao strode forward, passing through the crowd toward the center of the arena.

"Chu Hao! Chu Hao! Chu Hao!" Upon spotting Chu Hao, the disciples from the Lower World cheered loudly.

As Chu Hao nodded in acknowledgment, he also clasped his hands in a gesture of greeting.

"Hmph, he's just a lowly commoner from the Lower World," a displeased Inner Sect Disciple sneered, very upset with Chu Hao's grand entrance.

"Once he enters the Inner Sect, we'll properly teach him a lesson and show him what's what!"

"That's for sure!"

"Commoners from the Lower World can only compare with us in the Martial Disciple Realm. Once they enter the Martial Master Realm, the gap will quickly widen!"

Chu Hao entered the arena and stood firm.

After a while, the disciples of the Native Faction began to cheer loudly—Mo Guxin had arrived.

"The final match of the Outer Sect Disciple Martial Arts Competition!" the officiating deacon announced loudly, "No weapons allowed. The match will stop once a victor is decided, and intentional injury is strictly forbidden!"

"Chu Hao versus Mo Guxin!"

"Begin!"

Mo Guxin pointed his finger at Chu Hao, "This fight may not be worthy, but I cannot let a commoner from the Lower World win the championship! So, resign yourself to your fate!"

Chu Hao smiled faintly, "When I knock you to the ground, I'll return all these words to you!"

"Hahahaha!" Mo Guxin laughed boisterously. "It's only been fifteen days, but I've already reached the pinnacle of Martial Disciple and have faintly sensed the presence of Star Force! What makes you think you can fight me?"

"What, you've already sensed the Star Force?"

"Unbelievable! Although reaching the peak of Martial Disciple truly enables one to sense the Star Force, this process can take months to just over ten days, plus it requires taking a Star Sensing Pill to enhance the sensing capabilities!"

"Truly a genius!"

Suddenly, the crowd erupted into murmurs, everyone appearing extremely surprised.

Chu Hao scoffed in his mind. If people knew that he had been able to absorb the power of the Star Stone and sense the Star Force from the beginning, how surprised would they be? But of course, he would never mention it.

The Native Faction was so exclusionary that if they found out about his monstrous capabilities, they would definitely take measures and wouldn't allow him to grow freely!

In this regard, Madam Yun was truly exceptional.

If others treat me with sincerity, I will treat them with sincerity!

Chu Hao thought to himself, regardless, he would always remember Madam Yun's kindness.

"Nothing more to say, right?" Mo Guxin said with an arrogant smile. "In the face of absolute power, you can only remain silent! Defeating a commoner from the Lower World may not be glorious, but I definitely won't show any mercy!"

Chu Hao shook his head, "Your words sound even better than they sing! Enough, I've grown tired of hearing them. Make your move!"

"You truly are stubborn! Are all you lowlifes from the Lower World like this?" Mo Guxin burst out laughing, then abruptly turned serious, his feet sprung off the ground, and with a boom, he shot out like a cannonball, throwing a punch towards Chu Hao.

So fast!

A force of a million catties erupted in an instant, achieving a terrifying speed.

Bang!

He was fast, but Chu Hao's reaction was equally quick. He threw a punch and met Mo Guxin's fist head-on. Instantly, a visible wave of force emitted from their fists, bwoosh bwoosh bwoosh, the sand and stones on the ground whirled upwards as if caught in a tenth-tier hurricane.

Pop pop pop, the garments on both their arms simultaneously burst into numerous fragments, like fluttering butterflies.

What!

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

In the previous fights, Chu Hao had displayed the strength of a seventh-tier Martial Disciple, whereas Mo Guxin was ninth-tier! Over the past days, Mo Guxin had received special attention from the sect, further advancing his strength to the limit of a million catties.

Logically, Mo Guxin should have held an absolute advantage.

Why did it end up evenly matched?

(It's about time to become a Martial Master, it's time to cast a recommendation vote!)