Win again!
The outer sect training grounds fell into an eerie silence.
All eyes were fixed on the two figures facing each other, filled with shock and disbelief.
Xiao Chen's aura wasn't just on par with Chu Feng's Qi Refining eighth-layer strength—no, it was even stronger!
Zhao Shanhe's expression twisted in astonishment.
How could this be possible?
Chu Feng was the undisputed number one genius of the outer sect, a prodigy who had reached the eighth layer of Qi Refining at only twenty years old, surpassing even some core disciples.
And yet, the so-called "waste" Xiao Chen now exuded an aura that rivaled his own?
Chu Feng's composure finally cracked.
At first, he had only wanted to test Xiao Chen, suspecting that his victory over Li Feng had been due to some special trick or secret technique.
But now, his casual amusement had vanished, replaced by solemnity.
Xiao Chen's aura was like an unfathomable abyss—completely unreadable.
"He… he's actually on my level?" Chu Feng's mind reeled in disbelief, but soon, his lips curled into a smirk.
"Xiao Chen, it seems you've been hiding your true strength well."
"But true power isn't about mere presence. It's about fists."
With a smile, Chu Feng's spiritual energy erupted, and with a sudden burst of speed, he shot forward like a descending tiger, launching a direct attack at Xiao Chen!
Chu Feng had made his move!
The outer disciples gasped in unison.
A full-force strike from a Qi Refining eighth-layer cultivator!
"It's over. Xiao Chen may be strong, but he's only just risen to power. He can't possibly beat Chu Feng."
"Chu Feng is someone even core disciples are wary of. Now that he's serious, Xiao Chen is finished!"
Whispers filled the crowd, with many already anticipating Xiao Chen's crushing defeat.
But Xiao Chen stood still.
His gaze remained indifferent.
Just as Chu Feng's fist was about to strike—
Boom!
Xiao Chen threw a punch.
It was simple, direct, without any unnecessary movements.
And yet, Chu Feng's pupils shrank. His heart pounded violently, and an instinctual sense of danger surged through him.
"Impossible!"
Without hesitation, he crossed his arms, his spiritual energy surging to form a thick barrier around his body.
Boom!
Their fists collided. The impact sent a shockwave through the air.
Blood sprayed into the sky!
Chu Feng's protective aura shattered instantly.
His arms went numb, bones creaking under the overwhelming force. He was sent flying over ten meters before crashing into the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.
The training grounds were deathly silent.
Everyone's expressions froze.
"Chu Feng… lost?!"
"How is this possible?!"
"He's a Qi Refining eighth-layer cultivator! And he was defeated with a single punch?!"
Disciples stood in stunned silence, their minds blank, their breaths caught in their throats.
Lying on the ground, Chu Feng coughed up blood, his face filled with disbelief.
"I… lost?"
He couldn't understand it. He had gone all out, even using his protective spiritual energy.
And yet, Xiao Chen had shattered it all with just one punch!
Xiao Chen stood unmoved, gazing down at him with calm, indifferent eyes.
"You lost."
Three simple words, but they echoed in Chu Feng's ears like rolling thunder. His face turned pale.
Lost?
He, Chu Feng, the number one genius of the outer sect, had been defeated?
Not just defeated—completely crushed.
With a single punch.
The outer sect was in an uproar.
"Chu Feng… got one-shot?!"
"My god! What kind of monster is Xiao Chen?!"
"This is unreal! How did he become this powerful in just a few days?!"
Disciples were beyond horrified. Just a day ago, Xiao Chen was the sect's biggest joke, mocked by everyone.
Now, he had not only defeated Li Feng, but had also crushed Chu Feng, the number one genius, with a single punch!
Their entire perception of reality had been turned upside down.
A waste?
Who would dare call Xiao Chen a waste now?!
A voice suddenly rang out.
"Enough!"
Zhao Shanhe could no longer hold back, his aura flaring as he glared at Xiao Chen.
His gaze held more than just shock—there was also a hint of fear.
"This kid… he's terrifying!"
In just one day, he had crushed a Qi Refining eighth-layer genius?
Just how strong had he become?!
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Shanhe forced himself to stay composed and spoke coldly.
"Xiao Chen, you have openly injured fellow disciples and acted with blatant arrogance. Do you not owe the sect an explanation?"
At his words, some disciples tensed.
Zhao Shanhe was an outer sect steward, an experienced cultivator. If he truly wanted to target Xiao Chen, things could get difficult for him.
But Xiao Chen merely smiled, his expression calm as he looked Zhao Shanhe in the eye.
"Steward Zhao, I already said—Qingyun Sect values strength above all else. If Chu Feng had won, I'd be the one standing trial right now, wouldn't I?"
"And now that I've won, you expect me to answer to the sect?"
Xiao Chen took a step forward, his voice turning cold.
"Tell me, does this sect follow rules, or does it only follow 'the rules of the strong'?"
A heavy silence followed. Zhao Shanhe's expression darkened instantly.
Many disciples exchanged glances, deep in thought.
He was right. Qingyun Sect followed the law of the jungle—only the strong dictated the rules.
If Xiao Chen had lost, no one would have batted an eye at him being punished. But now that he had won, Zhao Shanhe wanted to press charges?
Wasn't this blatant hypocrisy?
A new respect filled the eyes of many disciples.
Xiao Chen wasn't just powerful.
He had the courage to defy an elder and speak his mind.
A true powerhouse!
Zhao Shanhe's face turned rigid. He wanted to argue, but under the weight of all the watching disciples, he chose to stay silent.
Though he was a steward, all eyes were now on Xiao Chen.
The true strongest disciple of the outer sect had emerged!
Xiao Chen had surpassed Chu Feng and become the new number one!
From a distance, a shadowed figure watched quietly, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smirk.
"Interesting… I didn't expect such a monstrous genius to appear in the outer sect."
"Perhaps… it's time for the core disciples to take notice of him."