Zhang Haoran did not try to hide his Zhen Qi, all of the inner disciples could feel the vibration of his Zhen Qi, some of them were surprised, "It's Zhen Qi, he has reached the Condensing Reality Realm."
"Another genius has been born. With his natural talent, I'm afraid he'll be able to surpass us very soon." Although Zhang Haoran was a rare genius, the inner disciples did not take him seriously, after all, most of the geniuses could train very fast, but when it came to breaking through to the next level, they were not even as good as some of the disciples. Only geniuses who had reached a certain level would be taken seriously.
"Sigh, looks like we have to work even harder, being surpassed by others is not a good feeling, and there are still a bunch of people above us."
"That's true, let's not think about the core disciples for now, but there are a few freaks among the inner disciples, they have trained their top rank Mortal Realm arts to the peak of the seventh stage, how can they let others live?"
"The higher the rank of the art, the harder it is to improve, even if I was given a low rank Earth Realm art, I would not be able to train it."
While the inner disciples were still discussing, Wu Zongming walked onto the stage.
"Zhang Haoran, you are not the only one who has reached the Condensing Reality Realm." Whoosh, a stream of pure Qi spread out from Wu Zongming's body, the dust on the stage was blown away.
Wu Zongming had also reached the Condensing Reality Realm, a lot of people were interested.
Zhang Haoran sneered, "You were not my opponent when you were at the Mortal Realm, you are definitely not my opponent now."
Wu Zongming said, "Let's see what you have got, Ye Chen, you go down first." Actually, he did not have any confidence in fighting against Zhang Haoran, the reason why he stood out was to let Ye Chen recover his Qi.
Ye Chen smiled lightly, he said to Zhang Haoran, "You want to exchange three punches with me?"
"I know you've consumed a lot of your Inner Qi. If we really fight, you'll be at a disadvantage. Now, as long as you can take three of my punches without being defeated, you win. What do you think?" Zhang Haoran stood with his hands behind his back. His green robe fluttered even though there was no wind.
Wu Zongming quickly said, "Ye Chen, don't agree. You're good at swordsmanship, but he's good at kung fu." Then he turned to Zhang Haoran and shouted, "Zhang Haoran, you can't be so shameless."
Zhang Haoran said lightly, "Did I say that he wouldn't use a sword?"
"I promise you. It's time to resolve the conflict between us." Ye Chen took a deep breath and slowly calmed his boiling blood.
"Alright then!" Wu Zongming knew that it was none of his business, so he quickly landed off the stage.
On the stage, looking at Zhang Haoran, who seemed to have a card up his sleeve, Ye Chen remembered what had happened in the reception hall a month ago. One of the four core disciples of the Emerald Martial Palace, Liu Wuxiang, had fought against the second core disciple of the Emerald Martial Palace, Luo Hanshan, with three punches.
Now, he also had the chance to fight against someone with three punches. Although both of them were far weaker than the previous two, it was still enough to make people's blood boil and feel proud.
"Let's start!" Ye Chen did not seem to want to take out his sword, he just put his hands together.
Zhang Haoran sneered and said disdainfully, "If I don't take out my sword, you won't even be able to take two of my moves. Do you think I'm as easy to deal with as that useless Huang Bingwen?"
"To be honest, when I fought against Huang Bingwen, I didn't even use my full power." Ye Chen smiled lightly.
"What? He is only at Mortal Realm Stage 9, and he didn't even use his full power when fighting against Huang Bingwen? Is he just trying to be mysterious, or is he just bluffing?" Suddenly, the crowd of disciples started to chatter.
In the crowd, Huang Bingwen's face turned pale when he heard what Ye Chen said. He said angrily, "This is ridiculous! If I didn't look down on him, this wouldn't have happened."
The inner disciple next to him sighed and said, "Huang Bingwen, no matter if you admit it or not, a loss is a loss, there is nothing to say."
"I just can't take it anymore." Huang Bingwen clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Zhang Haoran laughed out loud, "Alright, take my first attack, Ice Snow Universe!"
When he was still at Stage 10 of Qi, Zhang Haoran's Soaking Cold Palm was already extremely powerful. Now that he had reached the Condensing Reality Realm, he was able to summon a blizzard as soon as he attacked. The entire stage was covered in layers of frost, and the frost was quickly spreading towards Ye Chen's direction.
Along the way, the blizzard intertwined and moved towards Ye Chen.
Chin!
Ye Chen clenched his right fist, which made a metal clashing sound, and threw out a punch without any hesitation.
The blizzard covered both of their figures, making it hard for the naked eye to see them clearly. Even some of the inner disciples were shocked by the power of the battle, not to mention Huang Bingwen, who had just lost to Ye Chen.
"How is this possible? This is only a High Rank Mortal Realm Martial Skill, why is it so powerful in Zhang Haoran's hands?" Huang Bingwen looked like he had just been shocked.
Of course, Zhang Haoran did not hear Huang Bingwen's words, and even if he did, he would not care. The difference between a genius and a mediocre person was something that he would never understand.
In the blizzard, Ye Chen's eyes could not see, nor could his ears hear, but with his super sensitive senses, he could clearly "see" Zhang Haoran's movements and expressions, without missing a single detail.
"Go to hell!"
Zhang Haoran threw out a palm attack towards Ye Chen's chest.
"Not necessarily." Ye Chen waited patiently, and threw out a punch.
Boom!
The blizzard exploded, Ye Chen's fist and Zhang Haoran's palm collided, both of them did not want to give way, and stood there motionlessly.
Facing this situation, Zhang Haoran grinned, he turned his left palm into a fist, and threw out a lightning-fast punch towards Ye Chen's chest.
But to his surprise, he did not know when he had also been hit, and it was also on his chest.
The crowd only heard two clashing sounds, and the two people on the stage were both blown back, their bodies staggering.
"Haha! My Iron Cloak Art has already reached the highest level, you can never hurt me. "Zhang Haoran patted his chest, looking like he did not care.
The clothes on Ye Chen's chest had already been shattered, he looked down, and saw that his strong muscles had a jade-like luster, and was covered with a layer of frost. With a shake of his Qi, the frost was quickly shattered, and fell off like crystal dust.
Raising his head, Ye Chen said: "You did not hurt me either."
This time, Zhang Haoran's face looked terrible, "I did not expect you to have trained a body-strengthening art as well, I have underestimated you. But with this punch, you will definitely lose."
"Tiger Roar, Dragon Fist!"
Compared to a few months ago, Zhang Haoran's mastery of the [Tiger Roar, Dragon Fist] had become much more proficient. Boundless blue Qi gathered around his palms, letting out waves of tiger roars. Soon after, a gorgeous light tail was drawn out as it charged towards Ye Chen, like a flying dragon soaring into the sky.
Taking a step forward, Ye Chen pulled his right fist back, and roared in his heart: "My current strength is more than ten thousand pounds, I can even kill an elephant. Today, I will let you be the first person to experience it!"
Swoosh!
Taking a step forward, Ye Chen's fist was more powerful than any weapon, instantly tearing the air apart, and a thin layer of Qi was squeezed out in front of his fist, continuously tightening.
The two fists collided, and Zhang Haoran flew out in fear, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
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