Fantasy: I! Adding Friends And Become Stronger!

The world fell silent.

Only the sound of the howling wind remained.

No one present spoke, each person lifting their gaze, eyes filled with disbelief.

A third… Perfect Intent?!

How was that possible?!

Han Yuanzhen was the first to recover, his face filled with shock.

He had thought that when Meng Changqing said he wasn't going all out, it meant he had some secret technique or hidden trump card.

Who would have thought it was another Perfect Intent?!

"My heavens, am I witnessing the reincarnation of a Martial God?"

"He's been hiding another Perfect Intent all this time!"

The crowd gradually regained their composure, gasping collectively.

Shock was etched onto every face, beyond their ability to suppress.

Even their scalps tingled.

Among those present, the pinnacle figures — known as champions — each only had one Perfect Intent.

But this Meng Changqing, he had three!

It was beyond comprehension. Words failed to capture how extraordinary it was.

"This is a peerless genius." Dongmen Xiangzhong took a few steps back, his face pale with astonishment.

Even after accounting for all factors to estimate Meng Changqing's strength, he had still vastly underestimated it.

At such a young age, three Perfect Intents, it was truly unprecedented in history.

He had never read of such a figure in all the vast tomes of ancient records!

"Sister, I told you, how could any man of ours compare to him?"

"Our only chance to beat him is by pinning him down in the Joyous Zen Technique." Yue Youchan's voice carried a mix of excitement and disbelief.

But Yue Qingchan remained silent.

She gazed at the majestic and overwhelming presence of those three terrifying Intents.

An overwhelming sense of despair welled up within her.

It was like the first time in her life she looked up at the heavens, utterly unattainable, impossibly distant.

"Give him time, and this era will belong to him." This thought arose in the hearts of all present, without the slightest hesitation.

"Amitabha." The red-haired Hui Kong recovered, his always-serene gaze now rippling with emotion.

"Who would have thought that in this era, someone like Benefactor Meng, a peerless genius, could emerge.

"Though we cannot prevail, I must still offer this final strike.

"I hope it helps Benefactor Meng complete his Unyielding Will."

At this point, there was no hope of victory.

What was inevitable could not be changed.

It was better to go along with it and leave a good impression.

Given the strength Meng Changqing had displayed, and his boundless potential, it was certain that even in the Central Province, he would one day carve out an unrivaled reputation.

"You two are most considerate." Meng Changqing's lips curled into a faint smile.

Boom!

Hui Kong's palm intent dissolved like flowing water, merging into Meng Changqing's sword intent.

In an instant, the towering sword intent surged even further!

Its terrifying aura blanketed the world!

"Sword Twenty-Four!" With one swing, the heavens and earth seemed to lose their color.

The Western Desert's Twin Buddhas burned their remaining strength, unleashing the Diamond Mantra.

Within their palms appeared a Buddhist kingdom, resounding with countless sacred chants,

Bathed in radiant Buddhist light of incredible power.

Yet before Meng Changqing's sword, it paled.

Almost the instant it collided, it shattered into fragments!

The Twin Buddhas spat blood as their golden statue crumbled,

Returning to their individual forms, their aura plummeting to nearly nothing.

In contrast, Meng Changqing's aura only grew stronger!

But it still fell just short of solidifying.

Only a tiny sliver remained, yet that sliver was critical.

It required someone stronger than anyone present, a truly unmatched figure, to complete it.

"A pity," Meng Changqing muttered, his sharp gaze flickering with regret.

Indeed, forging an Unyielding Will was harder than he anticipated.

Even after defeating so many champions and geniuses from the four regions, it still wasn't enough.

But upon reflection, it made sense.

If it were so easy, the world would already be full of them.

"Uncle Master won!" From the Southern Region's camp, Mo Xiaoyu cried out in excitement, her adorable face brimming with fervent admiration.

After this battle, her worship of Meng Changqing reached unparalleled heights.

"Three Perfect Intents! Who else in the world of his age could possess such power? So powerful!" The Shi brothers and others exclaimed in awe.

Today's battle was truly a rollercoaster of twists and turns.

And the profound depth of Meng Changqing's abilities left them utterly shaken.

"This is the future Young Lord of our Tai Xuan Sect?" Lin Qingming and other hidden experts exchanged glances, their hearts filled with excitement.

With such a Young Lord leading them, how could their future not be bright?

"Meng Changqing…" Even Yu Hongxue's gaze softened, filled with admiration.

As the inheritor of the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion, the most powerful faction in the Southern Region, she had never acknowledged any peer.

Even after losing the Genius Battle, she had harbored thoughts of reclaiming her pride in the future.

But today, she wholeheartedly admitted defeat.

Staring at that invincible figure, she felt an overwhelming urge to follow him.

"You have won." The red-haired Hui Kong wiped the blood from his lips, slowly rising.

He clasped his hands together, lowering his head slightly.

The others — Han Yuanzhen, Dongmen Xiangzhong, Yue Qingchan — hesitated, but ultimately did the same.

It was an astonishing sight.

For champions, especially top-tier geniuses, their pride was unmatched.

To make them yield was nearly impossible.

But today, Meng Changqing had done it.

Singlehandedly, he had crushed the geniuses of three regions and left them utterly convinced of his supremacy.

"Did I just witness history?" Distant observers looked on, their faces filled with shock.

"Not only were three champions defeated, but they were made to submit…"

"That's three Perfect Intents. Who could remain unconvinced?"

Someone exclaimed, "The Western Desert's Twin Buddhas were strong, but technically, they're two people with one Intent each. Yet this Southern Region champion, he has three!"

"Truly unparalleled in this era!"

"I wonder if the Sacred Land's chief disciples could rival him."

At this, everyone fell into speculation.

The Holy Land, especially the Zhengyi Holy Land, was the pinnacle of the cultivation world.

Its chief disciples were undoubtedly unmatched in power.

But now, no one could say for certain.

"It's finally over. If I'd known such a monster existed, I wouldn't have come at all," Dongmen Xiangzhong said with a sigh, sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

The matter of the Wish Spirit Fruit's ownership was settled.

The expedition to the Wild Sea had ended.

For now, there was no longer any point of contention among them, and they could relax.

Hearing this, others also let their guards down.

They took out pills to heal themselves, and the tense atmosphere began to ease.

"I thought Han Yuanzhen would be the biggest threat. Who'd have thought he'd turn out to be the weakest?" Dongmen Xiangzhong added.

"Watch your mouth, Dongmen Xiangzhong!" Han Yuanzhen's fury erupted.

Truly, it was adding insult to injury.

If the Wild Sea didn't prevent voluntary departure, he would have left long ago. Who could bear staying here with their pride in shambles?

But Dongmen Xiangzhong seemed intent on rubbing salt into the wound.

"You should be grateful. At least this Southern Region champion praised your blade technique," Dongmen Xiangzhong said with a smirk.

In other words, aside from his blade technique being noteworthy, he had nothing else.

"Once we're out of here, let's settle this on the stage," Han Yuanzhen shot back, his gaze locking onto Dongmen Xiangzhong.

"Of course," Dongmen Xiangzhong replied without hesitation.

Clearly, there was bad blood between the two.

If not for Meng Changqing's appearance redirecting their focus, they might have already fought.

Meng Changqing chuckled softly at the sight.

With the tension easing, he began considering whether he could recruit these individuals as allies.

After all, they were champions of their respective regions, each possessing remarkable potential.

But at that moment, the earth trembled violently!

The seas surged to towering heights!

In the far distance, beams of light pierced the heavens!