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Hearing Du Shaofu's words, Feng Xiangyu looked at Du Shaofu and squeezed out a smile on his pale face. He said, "A loss is a loss. There's no need for so many reasons. However, this can be considered as resolving a knot in my heart. There's nothing I can't let go of in the future. If there's a chance in the future, I will definitely win it back."
Du Shaofu smiled and didn't speak any further. He glanced slightly to the side towards the nearby battlefield, and he just happened to see a strand of dazzling talisman markings blossoming like fireworks, and beneath the gorgeous and resplendent glow was an energy of destruction.
"Puchi …"
Shu Yang's body fell from the sky. After he landed, the dazzling talisman on his body shattered and a powerful aura dissipated.
Shu Yang's long robe fluttered in the wind. After he stabilized his body, he stumbled a few steps back before he could stabilize his body.
"Your Human King Martial Pulse doesn't seem to be enough. Do you still want to use the Pulse Spirit? Otherwise, you won't be my opponent."
Sima Muhan landed on the ground. Her dress fluttered in the wind and the accessories on her wrist jingled. She pouted her red lips and looked extremely cute.
However, in Shu Yang's eyes, the girl in front of him wasn't cute at all. She was just a demon. She was publicly recognized as a demon in the Ancient Heaven Sect. He could feel how terrifying and powerful this demon was.
"I'm also not a match for the Pulse Spirit. I've lost."
Shu Yang shook his head and said helplessly. He clearly knew what the demon's Pulse Spirit was. If he activated his Pulse Spirit, he would only be asking for a beating. Moreover, the demon's strength was not as simple as his Pulse Spirit.
"This little niece has never used her full strength. I can't see through her."
Du Shaofu looked at Sima Muhan. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. This girl's strength was definitely not simple.
"Du Shaofu and Sima Muhan win. Feng Xiangyu and Shu Yang lose."
On the high platform, Elder Hu Sankun's voice reverberated in the air. There was a hint of pain in his voice.
"Supporting Uncle-master Du."
"I support Young Miss."
"…"
Around the Tianwu Square, shouts and cheers soared into the sky. In this world where the strong were respected, the strong were respected no matter where they were.
At this moment, Sima Muhan and Du Shaofu's victory immediately caused the crowd to erupt into cheers.
Profound Energy surged beneath Shu Yang and Feng Xiangyu's feet, and they tapped the tips of their feet lightly before their figures instantly retreated from the square.
"Hmph!"
Sima Muhan looked at the Du Shaofu from not too far away, and let out a soft snort from her throat. Her light purple eyes raised, and her small mouth pouted, adding a bit of coquettishness and cuteness.
"I'm afraid this girl will be difficult to deal with."
Du Shaofu's eyes moved. He felt that Sima Muhan was definitely not easy to deal with.
"In the last round, to fight for first place, Du Shaofu versus Sima Muhan."
Elder Hu Sankun looked at the crowd of spectators around the square, and his voice reverberated in the air. He said, "However, there has been a sudden change in the rules of this round, and it will be postponed to tomorrow morning."
"What? It has to be postponed until tomorrow?"
"Why is there a sudden change in the rules? In the past, isn't it only one day?"
As soon as Elder Hu Sankun's voice fell, whispers could be heard from the crowd.
Many disciples were puzzled. In the past, the first place would be decided in one day, but this year, it would be split into two days.
In the square, Sima Muhan and Du Shaofu were also puzzled.
"Tomorrow, to fight for first place, the Sect Leader will be here personally. The two of you should prepare well today. Now, everyone can leave." Elder Hu Sankun continued.
As soon as Elder Hu Sankun's voice fell, the entire square was in an uproar, and waves of voices could be heard.
"I didn't expect the Sect Master to come personally tomorrow."
"From the looks of it, Sect Master is extremely concerned about Eldest Miss and Martial Uncle Du. That's why he personally came. In the past, Sect Master has never personally come to such a duel."
"I wonder who will win tomorrow, Eldest Miss or Martial Uncle Du."
"Young Mistress's talent is monstrous. Uncle-Master Du is very strong, but I think he's still lacking compared to Young Mistress."
"That's not necessarily true. Martial Uncle Du is definitely not a weakling."
"We'll know who wins and who loses, and who takes first place tomorrow."
"…"
Whispers and discussions resounded throughout the square. Some were doubtful, while others were expectant.
At dusk, the setting sun shrouded the sky with red clouds.
On Tian Mu Peak, in the courtyard, Elder Gu Qingyang's face was full of smiles as he looked at Du Shaofu. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He stuffed a large number of pills into Du Shaofu's hands and said, "Tomorrow, you will fight with that girl Muhan. These are all pills to replenish your Xuan Qi. They will be of great help to your recovery. Quickly take these pills and adjust your breathing."
"Master, Junior Brother is only at the Martial Marquis Realm. These are all King Grade pills. I'm afraid Junior Brother will be in trouble after taking them."
Yu Wanli saw that his master's large number of pills were all King Grade. They were filled with light and contained astonishing energy. He immediately reminded his master kindly.
If a Martial Marquis Realm cultivator were to take King Grade pills, it would indeed be very troublesome.
"Hmph, your Junior Brother will have no problem taking King Grade pills. Unlike you, who was so disappointing and didn't give your master any face."
Elder Gu Qingyang turned his head and glared at Yu Wanli. Back then, this third disciple of his had made him lose a lot of Dao tools and pills. Fortunately, he had gotten his revenge this time.
As for King Grade pills, Elder Gu Qingyang already knew that Du Shaofu had taken them before. There wouldn't be much of a problem.
To be able to defeat a Martial King Realm cultivator at the Martial Marquis Realm and even kill a Martial King Realm Nirvana Realm cultivator at the Fertile Field City, how could an ordinary Martial King Realm cultivator be compared to him?
Seeing his master's glare, Yu Wanli didn't dare to say anything more. He secretly stuffed a Marquis Grade pill into Du Shaofu's hands and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother, don't listen to your master too much. Take the pills yourself."
"Thank you, Third Senior Brother."
Du Shaofu didn't reject his Third Senior Brother Yu Wanli's pills. Looking at Elder Gu Qingyang and his Third Senior Brother in front of him, warmth flowed in his heart.
"At least you know what's good for you. Treat your Junior Brother better."
Elder Gu Qingyang also saw all of this and looked at Yu Wanli with satisfaction. Then, he asked Du Shaofu, "Shaofu, how's your cultivation of the Bright Saint Sword Manual?"
"Master, I have some insights." Du Shaofu replied.
"That's good. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me at any time. The Bright Saint Sword Manual is also a secret in our entire Ancient Heaven Sect. It's extremely powerful."
Elder Gu Qingyang looked at the Du Shaofu and said, "Tomorrow, when you and that girl Muhan fight, you must pay attention to that girl Muhan's Three Absolutes."
"Which Three Absolutes?" Hearing this, Du Shaofu asked curiously.
Yu Wanli's face revealed a wry smile, and his eyes were also filled with shock. He said to Du Shaofu, "Junior Brother, Martial Nephew Muhan is extraordinary. Her heavenly talent is known as a monster. Her Three Absolutes are sword techniques, Pulse Soul, and Martial Vein. You must be careful when you fight with her tomorrow."
"Sword Technique, Pulse Soul, Martial Vein."
Du Shaofu's gaze slightly fluctuated. Tomorrow, Sima Muhan would indeed be a strong opponent, but if he couldn't win, then there would be trouble.
"That girl Muhan is a bit abnormal. Just do your best tomorrow."
Elder Gu Qingyang said to Du Shaofu, "Even if you lose tomorrow, it doesn't matter. Master is still here."
"Disciple will do his best."
Du Shaofu had a wry smile on his face. It seemed like his master didn't have much confidence in him.
"Alright, go back and prepare well. Tomorrow, your senior brother, the sect master, will personally watch the battle. You must perform well."
Elder Gu Qingyang suddenly said to Du Shaofu with a serious expression, "You must remember, sometimes you must know how to restrain yourself, but sometimes you must go all out. The more extraordinary you are, the more cultivation resources you will be able to obtain in the Ancient Sky Sect, and the more benefits it will bring to you in the future. Even in my Ancient Sky Sect, the best resources are limited, and can only be given to the most extraordinary disciples. Do you understand?"
Du Shaofu looked at Elder Gu Qingyang, nodded, and said, "Disciple understands. I will definitely do my best tomorrow."
"Alright, with your words, Master is relieved. Even if you lose tomorrow, it doesn't matter. You have already given Master face, but Master still hopes that you can win. It's not because you can win face for me, but because you can soar into the sky and look down on your peers." Elder Gu Qingyang said. His tone was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes flickered with a brilliant light.
Du Shaofu nodded vigorously and didn't say anything else. His master, Elder Gu Qingyang, was very clear in his heart.
No matter where it was, only the most talented people would be able to obtain the best resources. Even in Tianwu Academy, it was the same. The strong were respected, and the weak were eliminated. This was an unchanging principle.
After leaving Tian Mu Peak, Du Shaofu returned to his own peak to prepare for tomorrow's battle.
Just as he returned to his peak, Du Shaofu saw an unexpected figure. He was elegant and handsome enough to make any girl's heart flutter. It was the current number one on the Bronze Ranking, Yin Mochen.
Seeing Yin Mochen, before Du Shaofu could say anything, he saw Yin Mochen take out a wine jar. With a wave of his hand, the fragrance of the wine dispersed with the wind.
"Fragrant wine. Good wine."
Although Du Shaofu didn't know much about wine, under the influence of his drunkard father, he had a special sense of smell for wine. He could immediately sense that the wine jar was definitely good wine.
Of course, if it was taken out by Yin Mochen, no matter how bad the wine was, it couldn't be bad.
[Including today's update, Little Yu still owes you four updates. I will work hard to repay my debt. However, the rest of today's update will have to wait until evening. My apologies, everyone.]
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