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Chapter 55

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Gu Fei had defeated Lei Ao so easily. When Lei Ao's body fell heavily on the arena, the crowd was still in disbelief and they stared at the scene with their mouths agape.

The younger disciples of Taixuan Sect all gasped. Originally, Lei Ao had the ability to compete with Gu Fei. How was it that in just a short hour, Lei Ao could not even withstand a single blow from Gu Fei?

Amongst the younger generation, no one understood what was happening. All of them scratched their heads in confusion as they looked at Gu Fei, who was leaping down from the stage, with fear in their eyes.

The younger disciples had long heard that the disciples of Cui Ling Peak were different in Taixuan Sect. It was indeed not groundless. There was no fluctuation of spiritual power, and he did not use any Taoist techniques, but he had defeated the two outstanding disciples of Biyun Peak. It was really frightening.

The path of martial arts had long declined in the cultivation world of Teng Long Continent. The profound meaning of martial arts had long been lost in the long river of time. Although there were still many martial artists in the secular world, those martial artists who walked in the pugilistic world were like ants in front of martial cultivators. They were simply not worth mentioning.

No one understood the profound meaning of martial arts, and no one had seen real martial arts techniques. Therefore, the younger disciples were all in awe of Gu Fei.

It was because they did not understand the path of martial arts that they were in awe of him. It was because they were ignorant that they were afraid. Humans tend to hold an attitude of reverence towards the unknown.

Gu Fei did not care about the looks of others. After jumping off the arena, he walked out. The people in front of him quickly moved to the sides and made a path for him.

At this time, a few disciples of Biyun Peak had already jumped onto the arena and carried Lei Ao, who was unconscious, off the arena. Below the arena, Taoist Danyang's face was so gloomy that it was scary.

He looked at the back of Gu Fei, and a light flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Gu Fei seemed to have sensed Taoist Dan Yang's gaze. He suddenly stopped and turned around. His eyes shone brightly as he glanced at the people behind him.

All the younger generation disciples who were swept by his gaze were intimidated by the ominous glint in Gu Fei's eyes. Their bodies turned cold as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast, causing their hearts to palpitate.

Finally, Gu Fei's gaze fell on Daoist Scarlet Sun. However, at this moment, Daoist Scarlet Sun had already retracted his gaze from Gu Fei and bent down to examine the unconscious Lei Ao who was carried to the front by a group of disciples.

"I felt a dangerous aura coming from behind me just now. Could it be him?" Gu Fei turned around thoughtfully and continued to walk out of the square.

The breakthrough in his realm had also strengthened his spiritual senses. When Daoist Scarlet Sun revealed his hostility towards him, his sharp spiritual senses immediately captured the abnormality coming from behind him.

However, Daoist Scarlet Sun was a cultivator at the Transcending Mortality Stage after all. Although Gu Fei felt that something was amiss, he couldn't be sure who was behind him. In that instant, he felt a sense of danger.

He had just broken through to the Eighth Heaven of Awakening Realm. He needed to calm down and comprehend for a while to consolidate and stabilize his Eighth Heaven of Awakening Realm.

Therefore, he walked out of the square and sat cross-legged under a big tree at the side of the square. He closed his eyes and meditated. However, he did not dare to completely immerse himself in deep cultivation. Instead, he released a trace of his divine sense to observe the situation around him.

Although no one dared to harm him under the eyes of the sect leader, Daoist Xuantian, it was good to be careful.

When Gu Fei came down from the arena, Zhao Zirou had wanted to go up to him. However, it was her turn to go up, so she had no choice but to jump onto the eighth arena.

On the square, there were nine arenas. On the other eight arenas, eight pairs of young disciples were already locked in a stalemate. Waves of powerful spiritual power rippled out and cheers rose and fell.

The second round of the competition had already reached its climax. Among the forty-two disciples, other than a few who possessed overwhelming strength, the rest of them were about the same level, with not much difference between them.

On the eighth arena, Zhao Zirou, a disciple of the Purple Bamboo Peak, fought against Zi Yu, a disciple of the Taixuan Peak. Because Zi Yu, an outstanding disciple from the Sect Leader's faction, had participated in this competition, it attracted the attention of many disciples from the other factions.

Zi Yu, an elegant and beautiful young man, had a handsome face that made even women feel ashamed of their inferiority. He could be said to be a perfect young man, but the frailty that seeped out of him caused him to lack the masculinity that a man should have.

This was one of Zi Yu's flaws. He was a handsome man that was as weak as a woman. If he changed into women's clothes, he would definitely be a great beauty that could cause the downfall of nations. No one would be able to tell that he was actually a man.

When the Black Tortoise Seal appeared, the eighth arena was instantly filled with water vapor. An oppressive aura surged out, and the power of the water element swept towards Zi Yu like a surging wave.

Facing the outstanding disciple from the Sect Leader's faction, Zhao Zirou immediately took out the precious treasure of Purple Bamboo Peak. This was because Zi Yu's cultivation was much higher than hers.

Zhao Zirou's cultivation was at the peak of the Sixth Heavenly Layer, while Zi Yu's cultivation, although he did not use his full strength in yesterday's competition, a conservative estimate would definitely be around the peak of the Seventh Heavenly Layer, or even had already broken into the Eighth Heavenly Layer.

In yesterday's second round, Zhao Zirou had lost to Song Ruochen, a disciple of the Skypiercing Peak. Song Ruochen's cultivation was at the peak of the Awakened Seventh Heaven.

Although Song Ruochen had won through trickery, it was enough to show that a cultivator at the Seventh Heaven still had an overwhelming advantage against a cultivator at the Sixth Heaven who wielded a precious treasure.

After a night of rest, Zhao Zirou was full of energy. The power she displayed when she activated the Black Tortoise Seal could not be compared to before.

The Black Tortoise Seal quickly enlarged, becoming the size of a small mountain as it smashed down towards Zi Yu. The vast and mighty water elemental energy emanating from the seal caused this part of the world to seem to be filled with water ripples. The water elemental energy seemed to have taken a tangible form, surging mightily above the arena like the waves of the sea, enveloping Zi Yu from all directions.

This was the extraordinary power of the Black Tortoise Seal. Furthermore, this was not the true power of this precious treasure. If the Black Tortoise Seal were to truly display its full power, it was unknown what kind of terrifying scene it would be.

"Rumble …" The blue power that filled the sky was like waves as it poured down in torrents. It was as if there were thousands of soldiers and horses galloping, or as if there was a raging sea surging with waves.

Faced with such a ferocious attack, the corners of Zi Yu's mouth suddenly curled up, revealing the trace of a smile. Then, he calmly slammed his palm towards the Black Tortoise Seal that was smashing down on his head.

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