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Chapter 83: Fang Yi Spits Blood! The Ten Thousand Spells Map! New Rules!
Chapter 83: Fang Yi Spits Blood! The Ten Thousand Spells Map! New Rules!
"Th-this..."
Zhou Yu's voice trembled, "What's going on?"
"Pu!"
Fang Yi, who had been flung back, spat out another mouthful of blood, his face filled with fear as he looked at Su Changqing.
"The pressure of a Saint King!"
"He's advancing while withstanding the pressure of a Saint King!"
Zhou Yu inhaled sharply, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Su Changqing.
Advancing while withstanding the pressure of a Saint King?
This is a joke, right!
Just the pressure of a newly ascended Saint was already overwhelming for him.
If that pressure increased even slightly, he would be struggling and drenched in sweat.
Yet, Su Changqing could withstand the pressure of a Saint King and still walk?
"How is this possible!"
"Why would the pressure of a Saint King appear on the path to the Saint Rank?"
"And it's only targeting a mere mortal?"
"And this mortal is actually withstanding it!?"
Zhou Yu's mind was a blur. Despite his exceptional intelligence from a young age, he was completely bewildered.
"Not just a Saint King."
Fang Yi, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, approached Zhou Yu and said in a trembling voice, "I've felt that aura before from my elders. It's the pressure of a peak Saint King!"
Zhou Yu's body shook, and without a word, he turned and fled.
Su Changqing was too formidable. Though he didn't know Su Changqing's background, he didn't want any association with this person.
Fang Yi wasn't foolish either. Despite his severe injuries, he had no thoughts of revenge and quickly followed suit.
At that moment, Su Changqing, sensing someone nearby, snapped back to his senses and saw Fang Yi and Zhou Yu.
"Did you call me?"
Su Changqing furrowed his brow, feeling no warmth towards these two.
The two men, who were about to leave, trembled at Su Changqing's words.
Without a word, they hurried away as quickly as possible.
"What's going on?"
Su Changqing was puzzled. However, as he watched them leave at a brisk pace, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.
"Though their personalities are unlikable, their strength is incredible."
"Running so fast while withstanding such intense pressure, they truly are top-notch prodigies."
Su Changqing sighed. With the aid of the Golden Sword legacy, he could barely manage to walk.
Yet, these two could move so swiftly without any support.
The stark contrast made him acutely aware of the gap between himself and these geniuses.
"But what if I'm not a genius?"
"Even if I start behind, I will slowly surpass those who came before me!"
Determination shone in Su Changqing's eyes as he focused his mind and rapidly integrated the Golden Sword legacy.
At that moment, a faint golden glow began to form in his vast sea of consciousness.
...
After Fang Yi and Zhou Yu left, they didn't exchange a word as they hurried along.
About half an hour later, they finally reached the end of the path, a vast and expansive platform.
This platform connected three paths to the Saint Rank, where all those who reached the top could gather.
At the moment, only a few dozen top prodigies stood on the platform, while the rest of the tens of thousands of prodigies were still climbing.
"Brothers Zhou and Fang have arrived."
A familiar face greeted them with a smile, "Why so late? Did you have a bit of fun with that incredibly slow guy below?"
This comment elicited light laughter from a few others.
"Of course, he couldn't even withstand the pressure of a Saint, yet he dared to offend Brothers Fang and Zhou. They had to let off some steam."
"Heh, at first, I thought he was something special, but it turns out he just had a bit more speed. His willpower is terribly lacking."
"Haha, looks like that guy's speed scared Brothers Zhou and Fang. Why are your faces so pale?"
Zhou Yu and Fang Yi's eyes widened in shock.
Weak willpower? Unbelievably slow?
To withstand the overwhelming pressure of a peak Saint King, if that’s considered weak willpower, then their spiritual senses must be as fragile as silk.
As for being slow, under the pressure of a peak Saint King, just standing there is an incredible feat. Didn’t they just see Fang Yi fly out of the arena?
Fang Yi and Zhou Yu exchanged a glance, hesitating to speak.
But when they glanced up at the sky, they swallowed their words.
"Everyone,"
Zhou Yu looked at the gathered crowd, opened his mouth, and finally said,
"I have a warning for you: it’s best not to provoke him. That’s all I’ll say, and you can decide for yourselves."
With that, Zhou Yu and Fang Yi moved to the side.
The others were taken aback for a moment, then chuckled in understanding.
It seems the rift has deepened, so much so that they don’t even allow others to interfere.
...
Time slowly passed, and the platform gradually filled with people.
After two hours, about seventy percent of the prodigies had arrived.
It was only then that Su Changqing finally arrived, drenched in sweat, and climbed onto the platform.
Many who recognized Su Changqing were startled, then began whispering among themselves, their expressions revealing understanding.
Su Changqing’s expression remained calm, but when he saw the crowd, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"At least, even though I’m in the middle to lower tier, I should be able to pass this round."
However, he then looked around, a puzzled expression on his face.
"What’s going on? Daoist Xuanying hasn’t arrived yet?"
With no familiar faces to ask, Su Changqing could only wait patiently.
Another half-hour passed, and everyone who could withstand the pressure had arrived, except for those who had been eliminated.
It was then that Daoist Xuanying and another top prodigy finally ascended the platform.
"Daoist, what happened?"
Seeing Daoist Xuanying, who looked disheveled and had torn clothing, Su Changqing was taken aback.
"Ran into an unreasonable acquaintance on the way and had a fight."
Daoist Xuanying looked helpless but didn’t elaborate.
"Hmph!"
From a distance, someone glared fiercely at Daoist Xuanying before walking into the crowd.
Su Changqing was speechless, but this wasn’t the place to ask.
At that moment, an elder appeared in the sky and announced loudly,
"The first round is over, and the evaluation levels have been recorded by the elders. The next round is the Ten Thousand Techniques Diagram!"
"The Ten Thousand Techniques Diagram harbors the essence of heaven and earth, with the principles of the Dao constantly evolving. All the techniques in the world can be traced back to their origins within it."
"This round tests insight, and you have one day to complete it. The more techniques you comprehend and the more powerful they are, the higher your evaluation will be."
"After one day, you will be paired with another participant for a real combat test, where you will demonstrate the new techniques you have learned."
"The evaluators will assess you based on the strength and number of techniques used in the combat."
As the new rules were announced, the crowd buzzed with discussion.
"Real combat? So we’re actually going to fight? Even with newly comprehended techniques, this seems quite dangerous."
"Ha! If you’re not skilled enough, you’ll just get beaten. If you don’t want to lose, you’d better comprehend more powerful techniques."
"How brutal. Can we team up with someone we know? At the same level, who can be sure their newly comprehended techniques are stronger than others’?"
"Find someone you know? Dream on. Do you think the Immortal Sect would let you exploit such a loophole? They’ll likely pair you with strangers or randomly."
Hearing the murmurs around him, Su Changqing grew nervous.
"I’m not afraid of the willpower test, and my aptitude is decent, but what about my insight?"
Su Changqing couldn’t help but look at Daoist Xuanying beside him, his voice trembling.
"Daoist, do you think I’ll be eliminated in this round?"
Daoist Xuanying, who was straightening his clothes, was taken aback.
Su Changqing... afraid of an insight test??
(End of Chapter)
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