Ping Yang City, Central Square!
"Thaling, lend me a hand!"
The bottleneck of the Martial Warrior realm had loosened too violently. His peak Martial Emperor state of mind was unable to suppress the huge impact of the breakthrough.
Yu Haoran, who did not want to break through to the Martial Warrior realm before the Sect Ranking Competition, could only seek help from Thaling for the time being.
Fortunately, Thaling's mysterious and unfathomable methods allowed him to easily suppress the impact of the Martial Warrior realm. This allowed him to avoid the situation where he had no choice but to break through to the Martial Warrior realm due to the violent fluctuations in his state of mind.
"Yu Haoran, although I do not know why you did not take the opportunity to break through to the Martial Warrior realm, the breakthrough of the suppression of the realm two times in a row will make the bottleneck of the realm more stable."
After helping Yu Haoran suppress the impact of the bottleneck of the Martial Warrior realm, Thaling reminded him seriously, "If you continue to suppress the bottleneck during the third breakthrough, not only will it take months to break through to the Martial Warrior realm through your own efforts, the difficulty will also increase tenfold."
"I know!" Yu Haoran replied.
How could Yu Haoran not know the consequences of suppressing the bottleneck of the cultivation realm?
However, he did not expect that the hatred from his previous life would cause him to develop such a huge inner demon. Every time he defeated an opponent, he would eliminate the inner demon and release his state of mind cultivation.
At the same time, Yu Haoran gradually understood that the reason why he was unable to break through to the Martial Saint realm in his previous life was not only because he had overdrawn too much of his potential in the early stages, causing his foundation to waver, but also because he had accumulated too many inner demons in his heart.
After understanding this, Yu Haoran felt that he had discovered a shortcut that could allow him to quickly increase his cultivation. This shortcut not only did not have any side effects, but also made his foundation more and more stable.
When Yu Haoran and Yu Haocheng were dueling, their killing intent was too strong. This caused all the contestants present to unconsciously choose to stop and watch the battle between the two of them.
Apart from a few dark horses who had good luck, the majority of the contestants who had lasted until now were geniuses from various factions. Everyone had good eyesight.
Although Yu Haocheng used pills to forcefully increase his cultivation, causing his foundation to be too exaggerated and temporarily unable to display the strength of a peak ninth grade Martial Disciple, but with the seventh grade Yellow Rank Seven Injury Fist, his strength was enough to reach the early ninth grade Martial Disciple.
Such a powerful strength was actually not a match for Yu Haoran. Most of the contestants present knew that although Yu Haoran's cultivation was only at the peak of the ninth grade Martial Disciple, his true strength had probably already crossed the Martial Disciple realm.
Therefore, after Yu Haoran easily killed Yu Haoran, many of the contestants present suddenly became nervous. They were afraid that Yu Haoran would choose them as his opponent.
Especially Qin Hua from Ping Yang City's City Lord's Mansion, Wu Clan's Wu Zhenghao, and the Cheng Clan's second genius. Their faces revealed a trace of fear.
After sweeping his gaze across the disciples of the four major factions of Ping Yang City, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and then directly sat down cross-legged. He began to sort out his dantian, calming the barely stabilized Yuan Li.
Seeing Yu Haoran directly sit down cross-legged, it was obvious that he was not going to participate in the next round. The remaining contestants immediately let out a sigh of relief.
Immediately after, an even more intense battle began.
With a strong mental state cultivation, the experience of being a peak Martial King in his previous life, and the secret technique taught by Thaling, Yu Haoran's process of sorting out his Yuan Li was very smooth.
At the same time, through sorting out the Yuan Li in his dantian, he unexpectedly found that the concentration of Yuan Li in his dantian had not reached its limit. There was still a lot of room for improvement, which surprised him.
Although he wanted to continue absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and test the limit of his dantian's capacity, he did not do so.
This was because Liu Guangyuan, who was on the high platform, was a master from the Yuxu Temple. He was worried that if he used the Great Mystery Heart Sutra, it would attract the attention of the other party and lead to a fatal disaster.
Seeing that Yu Haoran had stopped increasing the Yuan Li in his dantian, Thaling's illusory face in his sea of knowledge revealed a trace of hesitation.
This was because he did not know whether he should remind Yu Haoran that the ninth grade of Martial Disciple was actually not the limit of the Martial Disciple realm.
However, that realm belonged to the realm of legends.
As an existence who possessed the laws of time and whose body surpassed that of an ordinary divine weapon, Thaling had never seen anyone who could break through that legendary realm.
It was because of this that Thaling could not decide whether he should tell Yu Haoran that he could try to break through that legendary realm.
Temporarily unable to cultivate, the Yuan Li in his dantian had already calmed down. Yu Haoran had no choice but to open his eyes and watch the other contestants' performances.
After careful observation, Yu Haoran was surprised to find that among the contestants from the Dongshan County, although there were no monstrous geniuses like Yu Siqi who had the potential of Emperor Wu, there were several geniuses with outstanding cultivation and strength.
These contestants were all around sixteen or seventeen years old and had the same cultivation as him, at the peak of the ninth grade of Martial Disciple. However, they were able to display strength close to that of a first grade Martial Warrior.
Reaching the peak of the ninth grade of Martial Disciple at the age of sixteen or seventeen was enough to show that their talent for cultivation was not bad. Moreover, they were able to challenge those with higher cultivation levels. This was enough to show that their potential and battle awareness far surpassed that of ordinary martial artists.
Unfortunately, due to his limited potential and cultivation in his previous life, he simply did not have the energy to pay attention to the performances of the contestants from other cities. He also did not know the fate of these contestants in the future.
After noting down a few outstanding contestants, Yu Haoran's gaze turned towards Wu Zhengjun.
Yu Haoran remembered that during the test of potential and the beginning of the Challenge Competition, Wu Zhengjun's performance could only be considered average.
Based on his current performance, it would be very difficult for him to be chosen by the experts of the various sects. He could only live an ordinary life in Ping Yang City. However, in the following ranking competition, he was attacked by his opponent and almost lost his life.
After that, in his despair, his unique physique erupted, allowing him to perform even more amazingly. Furthermore, he was chosen by one of the top sects, the Iron Blood Sect, and became a peerless genius of the Iron Blood Sect's golden generation.
At this time, Wu Zhengjun's opponent was a descendant of a clan from another city. Both of them had the same cultivation level, at the beginning of the seventh grade of Martial Disciple. The grade and power of their martial skills were about the same.
Therefore, neither of them could gain the upper hand in the battle.
If one wanted to win in the end, it would depend on who had accumulated more Yuan Li, whose Yuan Li was more condensed, and whose willpower was more durable.
However, Yu Haoran knew that the outcome of the battle would not be decided for the time being.
This was because as the geniuses with cultivation levels higher than their own defeated their opponents, when the number of remaining contestants reached exactly one hundred, the blue-clothed expert in charge of the Challenge Competition would call a halt to the competition.
As expected, just as Wu Zhengjun and his opponent were about to consume a large amount of Yuan Li, the blue-clothed expert who had just left the high platform appeared on the high platform.
First, he bowed to the seven people on the high platform. After receiving a nod from Liu Guangyuan from the Yuxu Temple, the blue-clothed expert turned around and shouted, "Everyone, stop!"
"Hu …!"
After hearing the blue-clothed expert's voice, Wu Zhengjun and his opponent threw a heavy punch. With the help of the rebound force, they quickly retreated a few steps. While turning his head to look at the blue-clothed expert on the high platform, Wu Zhengjun panted heavily.
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