Feng Haoyu had already cultivated to Perfected Qi Condensation and could naturally break through to Foundation Establishment realm at any time.
However, he had not expected that he would make a breakthrough in the battle against Su Zimo.
This was somewhat hasty.
If it was anyone else, there was a high chance that they would fail at Foundation Establishment. However, Feng Haoyu was different. Be it in terms of potential or spirit root, he was one of the best.
Although he was injured, he was confident that he could advance to Foundation Establishment realm after consuming the Qi Replenishing Elixir and Foundation Establishment Elixir!
As the five peak masters were arguing, the medicinal power of the Foundation Establishment Elixir spread through Feng Haoyu's body, flowing through his limbs and bones before surging into his dantian.
Within his dantian, his qi sea rumbled and gushed continuously.
Driven by the immense medicinal power and coupled with Feng Haoyu's control, his incomparably vast qi sea began to compress towards the center!
The size of his qi sea was shrinking.
However, the aura it emitted was getting increasingly terrifying.
The difference between Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment was a major realm leap.
In cultivation, every major realm leap would result in an extremely obvious increase in strength.
That was also the reason why it was common for cultivators to kill opponents who were a minor realm above them in fights. However, it was difficult to defeat opponents who were a major realm above them.
That was also the reason why cultivators' titles would change every time they broke through a major realm.
For example, Qi Condensation cultivators were known as Qi Refinement Warriors.
As for Foundation Establishment cultivators, they were known as cultivators.
At Jin Dan realm, they could even be titled as Perfected Beings!
From Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment, the spirit qi in one's dantian would undergo a qualitative change. It would no longer be in a gaseous state, but liquid state.
The energy would be purer, more condensed and stronger.
With that as a foundation, one would be able to learn and release all sorts of powerful spirit arts in the cultivation world.
Right now, that transformation was happening within Feng Haoyu's body.
No matter how the five peak masters argued, they maintained their rationality and did not interrupt Feng Haoyu's breakthrough process.
After all, there was a high chance that Feng Haoyu's cultivation path would be crippled if he failed at Foundation Establishment.
That would also mean the fall of a genius of a generation.
Standing in the spirit arena, Su Zimo did not make a move as he watched everything unfold.
None of the people present were fools. To be fair, Feng Haoyu would have lost if it was a life and death battle.
Which enemy would give him the chance to break through?
Most likely, he would have taken advantage of this opportunity to attack and kill him on the spot!
However, to everyone's surprise and confusion, Su Zimo's gaze was very calm, as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him.
After an unknown period of time.
The vast sea of qi in Feng Haoyu's dantian disappeared, transforming into a drop of spiritual liquid. An even more terrifying aura was slowly released, sweeping out in all directions.
In terms of volume, this droplet of spirit essence was extremely small. However, in terms of strength, it was many times greater than the Qi Sea from before!
Feng Haoyu heaved a long sigh of relief. When he returned to the spirit arena, he had already undergone a complete transformation. His aura was sharp and his battle intent was torrential.
Feng Haoyu smiled and asked, "Su Zimo, to control six flying swords, you don't have much spirit qi left in your body, right?"
Su Zimo didn't answer. He just looked at Feng Haoyu quietly.
On the other side, Wen Xuan and the disheveled old man were still arguing.
The fight between Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu had already escalated to a contest between two peaks.
In Wen Xuan's opinion, even though this battle was already unfair to Su Zimo, Feng Haoyu was a disciple of Spirit Peak after all. Furthermore, he was the number one of Spirit Peak this year.
He couldn't lose!
Wen Xuan did not realize that his attitude had instead triggered the indignance in Su Zimo's heart.
Since you want Feng Haoyu to win, fine, I'll make sure he loses!
Furthermore, it was a crushing defeat!
Waving his sleeves, Feng Haoyu's flying sword that had fallen far away turned into a streak of light and arrived before him instantly.
The mere act of recalling his flying sword sent chills down the spines of many disciples.
It was too fast!
After advancing to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Feng Haoyu's speed of sword maneuvering had more than doubled from before!
Coupled with the support of wind attribute spirit energy and the sect's secret skill, Ethereal Sword, which Qi Refinement Warrior could defend against Feng Haoyu's next attack?
They might not even be able to dodge, let alone defend!
The disheveled old man scoffed coldly and stopped arguing with Wen Xuan, declaring loudly, "Su Zimo, let's not fight anymore! Since Spirit Peak is going to win this match, so what if he wins? Everyone here knows what the outcome is. "
With that, the disheveled old man left his seat and walked towards the spirit arena, saying, "My horizons have truly been broadened. To think that a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would have the cheek to fight against a Qi Refinement Warrior in the same sect. Isn't he embarrassed?!"
Wen Xuan's expression was terrible.
If Su Zimo were to admit defeat, there was no way he could force the other party to fight.
When Feng Haoyu heard the disheveled old man's words, he felt a burning sensation on his face as well.
Right then, Su Zimo suddenly laughed and asked, "Master, it's already very embarrassing for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to fight against a Qi Refinement Warrior in the same sect. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if he were to lose? "
"Hmm?"
The disheveled old man froze for a moment and paused in his tracks, not understanding what Su Zimo meant by that.
Su Zimo clenched his fists and his eyes shone brightly as he shouted, "Feng Haoyu, let me tell you! Even if you're a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, you won't be able to do it!"
"How dare you spout such nonsense! Die!"
A ruthless glint flashed through his eyes as he conjured a sword art with both hands. With a soft holler, his flying sword shot out and left a series of afterimages in the void.
The sword qi was like frost and it was chilling!
"Ah!"
A series of exclamations sounded from the crowd.
That sword was way too fast!
Everyone merely felt their vision blur and the flying sword had already arrived before Su Zimo.
However, the next moment, everyone's exclamations stopped abruptly!
The disciples of the five peaks were shocked to discover that Su Zimo had vanished from the spot unknowingly as well!
"Bang!"
It was only then that a deafening sound echoed from the spirit arena. A footprint appeared on the ground where Su Zimo was initially standing, shattering the surrounding stone slabs and leaving spiderweb-like cracks.
Everyone focused their gazes.
In midair, a green figure was charging towards Feng Haoyu at an extremely fast speed.
The flying sword crossed with the figure and a crisp sound could be heard.
If that sword had struck Su Zimo, blood would definitely have spilled.
However, there were no bloodstains on the spirit arena.
He dodged it?
Against a Foundation Establishment Cultivator who released a secret skill of his sect, Su Zimo managed to dodge it!
What was with that crisp sound?
The disciples of the five peaks below could not see it clearly – the flying sword was truly too fast and Su Zimo had only crossed paths with it for an instant.
However, the five peak masters present could see it clearly.
The moment Feng Haoyu attacked, Su Zimo left his spot and charged towards the incoming flying sword!
Just as the flying sword was about to strike, Su Zimo suddenly made an extremely strange dodge in midair and dodged the flying sword by a hair's breadth.
It was a hair's breadth away!
That crisp sound was produced when the flying sword struck the sect badge on Su Zimo's waist.
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