I Want This First Place

"I concede!"

"I concede too!"

Three matches in a row, no one dared take the stage.

The moment they heard they would be facing Sun Yu, those once-proud scions of great clans tossed their wooden plaques to the ground without hesitation, retreating into the crowd with deathly pale faces.

No one wanted to become another heap of mangled flesh on the arena floor, so shredded it could not even be pieced back together.

That was not a martial contest at all. It was a one-sided slaughter.

The Prefecture Examiner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling uncontrollably as he announced loudly, "Final match! Heavenly Sword Sect, Chu Kuanglei! Versus Rogue Cultivator Sun Yu!"

The entire venue fell abruptly silent.

Then, suppressed cries of alarm erupted like a tsunami.

"Chu Kuanglei! The Top Seed of this Martial Examination!"

"He's the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader's personal disciple, a freak at the Half-step Innate Realm! They say he has already cultivated the exceedingly rare Thunder Sound Astral Qi!"

"Thunder Sound Astral Qi is the bane of External Skill hardening techniques! Even if your skin is like gold and stone, this astral qi can pierce through your skin and flesh and directly shatter your internal organs!"

"This is bad! Sun Yu's body may be terrifying, but he's ultimately only in the Viscera Refining Realm. How could he possibly withstand a Half-step Innate's astral qi entering his body?"

In the stands, the deeply furrowed brows of several sect Elders finally eased somewhat.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's Elder stroked his beard and looked coldly down at the arena. "A mere brute dares run wild in the prefecture? Kuanglei's astral qi will teach him what true martial foundations are."

On the other side of the arena.

A Youth clad in a purple-and-gold robe stepped out from the crowd.

He carried no sword.

His feet hovered half an inch above the ground as he floated through the air onto the shattered Black Stone Arena.

With every step, an incomparably deep humming sound issued from within his body.

Like muffled thunder restraining itself from breaking out on a summer day.

At the sound alone, several nearby martial artists clutched their chests, their faces turning white as they vomited blood in great mouthfuls and staggered back in terror.

Chu Kuanglei stopped ten paces away from Sun Yu.

His gaze was lofty, carrying the indifference of one who had seen through life and death.

"Your brute strength is quite impressive."

When Chu Kuanglei spoke, his voice carried a resonant echo that made the shattered stones on the arena tremble and hop.

"But the chasm between martial realms cannot be filled with mere strength. What you used to kill Lin Jianxing won't work on me. Kneel now and cripple your own cultivation. I can make the decision to let you enter my Heavenly Sword Sect as a watchdog."

Sun Yu stood where he was.

He lowered his head and glanced at the coarse linen clothes hanging in tatters from his body, stained with blood.

Then he seized the front of his clothes with both hands.

"Rrip!"

With a savage pull.

Tattered cloth fluttered away.

Sun Yu bared his upper body completely.

That well-proportioned, taut physique, without any exaggerated knots of muscle, was fully exposed to the air.

His skin and flesh resembled the finest mutton-fat white jade, suffused with an exceedingly restrained sheen.

"You sure talk a lot." Sun Yu raised his head, his eyes as calm as an ancient well whose depths could not be seen.

Chu Kuanglei's gaze sharpened.

"Stubborn fool! Die!"

The pressure of the Half-step Innate Realm erupted with a thunderous crash!

Chu Kuanglei did not move. His right arm shot up, and he struck a palm at Sun Yu from afar!

"Boom!"

This was not palm wind, but a translucent ripple visible to the naked eye!

Thunder Sound Astral Qi!

The air was instantly compressed by the ripple, unleashing an ear-splitting sonic boom.

Ignoring the distance between them, the ripple struck Sun Yu squarely in the chest in an instant!

"Bang!"

Sun Yu's upper body jolted violently.

An immensely terrifying force of high-frequency vibration, like countless invisible blades, pierced straight through his indestructible skin and burrowed madly into his body!

A cruel sneer curled across Chu Kuanglei's lips.

He knew all too well the power of this strike.

Even an ordinary Viscera Refining Realm martial artist, if struck by this palm, might appear unharmed on the outside, but their internal organs would be shaken into a pool of meat paste in an instant.

This Rogue Cultivator was dead for sure.

The Heavenly Sword Sect elders in the stands even raised their teacups, ready to savor the taste of victory.

However.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths passed.

Sun Yu stood where he was. He did not cough blood, nor did he fall.

He had not even bent his knees.

"How is that possible?!" The cold smile on Chu Kuanglei's face froze at once, his pupils contracting violently.

Inside Sun Yu's body.

The thunderous vibrations powerful enough to shatter steel had barely rushed into his internal organs.

When they crashed headlong into a fully erupting living volcano!

His five viscera were like a blazing furnace!

The Yin Yang Qi Vortex formed by the Great Sun Boiling Blood Art and the Cold Toad Breath Swallowing Technique spun madly within his Dantian.

The Thunder Sound Astral Qi was like a drop of water falling into molten steel. With a hiss, it was instantly ground to nothing by the extreme blood qi and internal breath!

It could not even raise the slightest ripple.

"That's all the force you've got?"

Sun Yu took a deep breath.

With his breath.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Beneath his jade-like skin, the dark-gold patterns belonging to the [Cold Iron Demonic Body] surfaced in an instant, crawling across his entire body like ancient totems.

Immediately afterward.

A deeply eerie glimmer of dark blue lit up in Sun Yu's left eye.

A violent blaze of crimson ignited in his right!

Extreme Cold internal breath and Extreme Yang Blood Qi were fully unleashed!

Centered on Sun Yu, the left half of the arena was instantly covered in a thick layer of frost, and the frozen air gave off faint cracking sounds.

The rubble on the right half of the arena, meanwhile, turned red-hot in an instant, as though it had been roasted in a furnace. The air twisted violently under the extreme heat!

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Demonic Body Descends!

The tens of thousands in the audience seemed to have had their throats seized. Every sound came to an abrupt halt.

The sect bigshots in the stands dropped their teacups to the ground in unison.

"What kind of internal breath is that?!"

"Extreme Cold and Extreme Yang coexist? Is he trying to get himself killed?! How could his internal organs possibly withstand it!"

On the arena.

Chu Kuanglei's scalp went numb. An unprecedented crisis of life and death clutched his heart in a death grip.

He could no longer care about the bearing of a Half-step Innate martial artist. The true qi within him surged madly as both his hands fired out more than a dozen blasts of Thunder Sound Astral Qi in succession!

Dense, translucent ripples spread into a massive net of destruction, blanketing Sun Yu from all directions!

The great tendons in Sun Yu's legs suddenly tightened, and the dark-gold patterns flashed brilliantly.

Giant Spirit Trample!

Boom!

The Black Stone Arena beneath his feet exploded into a crater several feet deep.

Sun Yu transformed into a red-and-blue afterimage, charging headlong into the sky-filling Thunder Sound Astral Qi with fearless force!

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The Thunder Sound Astral Qi capable of shattering internal organs struck his body like clay oxen sinking into the sea.

The instant it touched his skin, it was directly ignited by that incomparably tyrannical Extreme Yang Blood Qi!

Sun Yu flashed before Chu Kuanglei in an instant.

Chu Kuanglei's eyes nearly split open. With a furious roar, he gathered all the True Qi in his body into both arms, forming an incomparably heavy Purple Gold Qi Shield!

"Block it for me!"

Sun Yu made no flashy movements.

His left hand formed a claw, carrying Internal Breath of Extreme Cold that could freeze everything, and grabbed the Purple Gold Qi Shield.

"Kacha!"

The frigid Internal Breath surged in wildly.

That Purple Gold Shield, said to be indestructible, was instantly frozen into a brittle lump of ice!

Immediately after.

Sun Yu's right fist carried Extreme Yang Blood Qi like the explosion of a great sun.

Without the slightest pause, he threw a vicious punch!

"Bang!!!"

An incomparably dull, heavy impact rang out.

His right fist directly shattered the frozen qi shield.

Ice shards filled the sky.

The fist's remaining force did not diminish, smashing through Chu Kuanglei's crossed arms with the force of rotting wood being crushed.

"Kacha! Kacha!"

Chu Kuanglei's arm bones, tempered by True Qi, were like two rotten branches before the monstrous force of this punch, instantly snapping into an utterly grotesque V shape!

White bone splinters pierced straight through the flesh, exposed to the air!

"Ah!!!"

Chu Kuanglei let out an agonized scream of utter misery.

It was as though he had been struck by a meteor. His feet left the ground at once, and he flew backward.

But Sun Yu gave him no chance to fly away.

Sun Yu's left hand shot out, clamping down on Chu Kuanglei's face like iron pincers.

His five fingers gripped his skull.

The muscles in his arm suddenly flexed.

"Get down!"

Sun Yu swung Chu Kuanglei's body up and, aiming at the Black Stone Arena beneath his feet, smashed him down with savage force!

"Boom!!!"

Heaven and earth collapsed!

With the two of them at the center.

That enormous arena, thirty Zhang long and wide, built from hard black stone and capable of withstanding exchanges between Innate Realm martial artists.

Under this smash.

It completely collapsed!

Countless huge black stones shot into the sky.

Dust rose like a mushroom cloud, obscuring the entire central plaza from view.

The earth shook violently. Even the martial artists standing in the front rows were jolted off balance and sent tumbling to the ground.

The entire venue fell deathly silent.

Only the crackling of rubble hitting the ground remained.

The dust gradually dispersed.

The Black Stone Arena, once three Zhang above the ground, had been utterly transformed into a massive crater.

At the center of the crater.

Chu Kuanglei lay limp amid the broken stones like a dead dog.

Both his arms were ruined, his chest bone had caved in over a wide area, and blood mixed with chunks of internal organs continually poured from his mouth.

A Half-step Innate Realm prodigy had been killed in a single blow!

Sun Yu stood beside him.

A straw shoe covered in dust was planted firmly on Chu Kuanglei's chest.

Pressing down so hard that he could not even draw his final breath.

Sun Yu stood bare-chested.

His left eye was icy blue, his right eye crimson.

Frost of Extreme Cold and white vapor of extreme heat coiled around him, intertwining.

That Dark Gold demonic body bore not a single wound.

He slowly raised his head.

Those utterly cold eyes swept past the Ruins, past the tens of thousands of trembling martial artists.

They locked directly onto the leaders of the top sects in the stands, who had shot to their feet, their faces twisted in utter horror.

There was no arrogant clamor, no needless nonsense.

Sun Yu exerted a slight force beneath his foot.

"Crack."

Chu Kuanglei's Chest Bone let out a mournful groan under the unbearable pressure, and blood sprayed wildly.

Sun Yu looked at those sect Elders, his voice calm, yet like a heavy hammer smashing into everyone's hearts.

"First place is mine."