One Move! One Move!

Facing True Person Greedy Sleep's teasing, Fang Wang could only smile and nod.

Seeing Fang Wang ascend the stage, Guang Qiuxian, from the main building, adjusted his seating posture, a hint of anticipation in his gaze as he looked at Fang Wang.

Zhou Xue, upon seeing Fang Wang, remained indifferent.

Lu Yuanjun, knowing Fang Wang was White Clad Startling Swan, chuckled softly, "This is Junior Brother Fang Wang from the Third Vein. He's very strong, definitely the strongest in the Third Vein's lineup this time."

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples of the First Vein, who had some doubts about Fang Wang, were all taken aback. They wouldn't doubt Lu Yuanjun's judgment; they were just surprised that the Third Vein had produced such a disciple.

Meanwhile, the entire city erupted in chatter.

"The Third Vein is kicking them while they're down. Now, the Fifth Vein is going to be at the bottom."

"Hahaha, this junior brother must have just joined. The Nine Vein Martial Arts Competition is cruel like this. After all, they're fighting for each vein's cultivation resources, so it's all about profit."

"Don't rush, it's just starting. The Third Vein will be ganged up on sooner or later."

"Even if the Third Vein wins, it won't be a fair victory. If they lose, they'll be utterly disgraced."

"Who is this person? He's quite handsome!"

In the city, the disciples of Fang Manor became excited upon seeing Fang Wang ascend the stage, introducing Fang Wang to their fellow peak disciples.

In an inn, Great Qi's Son of Heaven, Zhao Zhen, sat by the window. He gazed at the golden mirror in the sky, watching Fang Wang's movements, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed.

Not long after Fang Wang took the stage, a disciple from the Fifth Vein leaped onto the martial arts platform. This person held a long sword. He had won two matches earlier against the Second Vein, making him undoubtedly the strongest presence in the Fifth Vein's lineup.

Fang Wang raised his right hand, and his natal treasure spirit began to condense above his head.

The Celestial Palace Halberd!

He couldn't use the Startling Swan Divine Sword Art, as that would expose his identity. The Great Heaven Lightning Summoning Technique consumed too much Spiritual Energy. It would be better to fight with the Celestial Palace Halberd.

He was about to condense his second natal treasure spirit, and it was time to use the Celestial Palace Halberd!

The ten-foot-long Celestial Palace Halberd appeared above Fang Wang's head, held in his right hand. Under the sunlight, the halberd's blade gleamed with a cold light, and the dragon carvings on its shaft seemed lifelike, as if it were a true dragon.

The appearance of the Celestial Palace Halberd immediately caused a considerable stir.

"A polearm-type natal treasure spirit? A Fangtian Huaji? How rare!"

An elder beside Guang Qiuxian stroked his beard and chuckled. The other elders chimed in with their comments, noting that the Celestial Palace Halberd was clearly no ordinary item.

Guang Qiuxian smiled without speaking, not joining their discussion.

Zhou Xue's gaze locked onto the Celestial Palace Halberd, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. She seemed to recall something, a strange light flickering in her eyes.

The ten-foot-long Celestial Palace Halberd was immense. Held by Fang Wang, it exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"That's his natal treasure spirit?"

Gu Li's beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation. She had previously thought Fang Wang's natal treasure spirit was a sword, but she hadn't expected it to be a polearm.

True Person Greedy Sleep stared at the Celestial Palace Halberd, his brow furrowed.

He was knowledgeable, but the moment he saw the Celestial Palace Halberd, he knew this natal treasure spirit was extraordinary.

An Earth Origin Treasure Spirit?

Could it be of a higher grade than Lu Yuanjun's natal treasure spirit?

Lu Yuanjun, in the First Vein's pavilion, was also drawn to the Celestial Palace Halberd. At this moment, ninety percent of the city's population was captivated by the halberd's design.

What a majestic natal treasure spirit!

Fang Hanyu's eyes were covered with a white cloth, but in reality, he could see. He was stunned.

Fang Wang isn't a sword cultivator?

On the martial arts stage!

Fang Wang spun the Celestial Palace Halberd in his right hand, then slashed forward, pointing the halberd's tip at the sword cultivator disciple from the Fifth Vein. He smiled and asked, "Senior Brother, are you ready?"

Since he was going to compete, he would show his sharp edge!

Fang Wang still had stronger trump cards hidden anyway!

The sword cultivator disciple from the Fifth Vein, with the Celestial Palace Halberd pointed at him, felt immense pressure. But under the gaze of the crowd, he wouldn't back down.

"Then come on!" the sword cultivator disciple said coldly.

As the words fell, Fang Wang suddenly let go. The Celestial Palace Halberd erupted with terrifying speed, tearing through the air and producing a piercing explosion sound, like a cold gleam, it shot towards the sword cultivator disciple.

The sword cultivator disciple's pupils constricted, and he instinctively raised his sword to block.

The halberd blade collided with the sword blade, and an unimaginable force struck, sending the Spirit Pill Realm sword cultivator disciple flying backward. In an instant, he crashed into the array light barrier at the edge of the martial arts stage. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he plummeted to the ground.

The entire city fell silent. In the thirty-two golden mirrors, Fang Wang remained in his raised-hand posture, while the Celestial Palace Halberd hovered where the sword cultivator disciple had stood.

Everyone in the pavilions of the Nine Veins and the Main Vein was shocked.

Crushing victories had occurred before, but none had been this exaggerated!

Yang Yuanzi stroked his beard, secretly letting out a sigh of relief. He had truly feared Fang Wang would use the Startling Swan Divine Sword Art.

With this battle, in the eyes of the Taiyuan Sect disciples, Fang Wang was no longer associated with sword cultivation.

"Amazing! Senior Brother Fang!"

Zhou Bo suddenly cheered, his voice shattering the silence and causing discussions to erupt from the pavilions surrounding the dueling stage.

An elder quickly landed beside the sword-wielding disciple, checked his injuries, and then escorted him out of the formation.

Soon, the second disciple took the stage. This was a female disciple, her face a mask of fury. Without a word, she immediately summoned her natal treasure spirit, a silver longsword. She then unleashed her sword techniques, her blade trembling as sword flowers formed from sword energy rained down on Fang Wang.

Fang Wang waved his right hand, and the Celestial Palace Halberd, which had been suspended in mid-air, erupted with terrifying speed once more!

Grand Perfection Sword Control Technique!

The Celestial Palace Halberd forcefully annihilated each sword flower, terrifying the female disciple. She hastily leaped into the air, but the halberd surprisingly changed direction, tracing a perfect arc.

In mid-air, the Celestial Palace Halberd struck the female disciple's abdomen with its shaft, sending her flying off the dueling stage. She slammed into the formation's light barrier before falling to the ground.

Her hair disheveled, the female disciple endured the pain and tried to stand. However, a mouthful of blood surged up her throat, forcing her to spit it onto the ground.

Hiss—

Another swift defeat!

Even though the Fifth Vein disciples had already endured a fierce battle, their strength shouldn't be this disparate, right?

This was the thought in most disciples' minds, and their gazes toward Fang Wang shifted.

The elders of each vein also looked at Fang Wang with changed expressions. The Peak Master of the Fifth Vein frowned deeply. A disciple behind him then leaped out and onto the dueling stage.

"Come!"

This was a burly middle-aged man. He raised his hand and summoned his natal treasure spirit, which turned out to be a long whip.

Fang Wang immediately charged at him, raising his right hand. The Celestial Palace Halberd retracted from mid-air and swiftly landed in his grasp.

The middle-aged man leaped into the air. A flying sword shot out from the storage bag at his waist, rapidly growing in size. He stepped onto the flying sword, flicked his right hand, and countless golden arrows shot towards Fang Wang, like a torrential downpour, with immense power.

Fang Wang employed the Shadowless Steps, easily dodging. He suddenly stopped and hurled the Celestial Palace Halberd he held into the air.

At this point, the distance between them was less than five zhang. At such close range, the middle-aged man was so intimidated by the halberd's might that his body tensed up, leaving him no time to evade.

A deafening crash echoed. A golden mirror appeared out of thin air in front of the middle-aged man, bearing a slight resemblance to the thirty-two golden mirrors floating above the main city. This mirror squarely blocked the Celestial Palace Halberd.

Fang Wang frowned, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"Alright, the Third Vein wins this match. Fifth Vein, change your contestant!"

An authoritative voice rang out from the platform. The speaker was True Person Greedy Sleep. He raised his hand and beckoned, and the golden mirror swiftly flew into his sleeve.

So, an elder had intervened!

Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief, having thought the opponent was that formidable.

The middle-aged man in the air was drenched in sweat, his gaze towards Fang Wang filled with fear.

Three consecutive victories, and with absolute strength!

The disciples of the entire city became excited. No one in the previous duels had displayed such a spirit. For a moment, the talk of the Third Vein winning unfairly vanished, replaced by inquiries into Fang Wang's identity. Soon, Fang Wang's name spread throughout the city.

News of him being a Personal Disciple from the moment he joined also circulated, adding a legendary aura to Fang Wang in the eyes of disciples from various peaks.

"Fifth Vein forfeits!"

The Peak Master of the Fifth Vein declared. His expression remained calm, as if he felt no shame.

True Person Greedy Sleep immediately instructed, "The Third Vein wins and replaces the Fifth Vein's ranking, taking seventh place!"

Fang Wang raised his hand to retrieve the Celestial Palace Halberd and was about to descend the stage when Yang Yuanzi's voice called out, "Third Vein continues its challenge, challenging the Sixth Vein!"

True Person Greedy Sleep was also taken aback, muttering a curse at Yang Yuanzi for stealing his thunder.

Fang Wang was too lazy to keep track of the veins' rankings anymore. No matter who Yang Yuanzi chose, he was ready to fight!

Fang Wang slung the Celestial Palace Halberd over his shoulder and looked towards the Sixth Vein's pavilion. His posture and gaze were perceived as a provocation by the Sixth Vein disciples.

The disciples of the Third Vein, however, were thrilled. This Senior Brother Fang was truly domineering!

The Third Vein hadn't had such a figure in a long time. Their Senior Disciple Brother Li Yu was gentle, which was putting it nicely; in reality, many considered Li Yu too soft, lowering the Third Vein's image.