"Stop!"
At that moment, Xu Yunlong spoke, staring hard at Xia Ping. "You little brat. I never expected you to improve so quickly. You've already advanced to the ninth level of the Martial Artist Realm, opened all nine acupoints, and even comprehended the power of true essence.
"That rate of progress, that talent—it's truly terrifying. Becoming a Martial Master and an Elite Student is practically a certainty. No wonder you're the strongest among the new students."
"But Xu Boquan is an elder of the Xu Family, and one of my people. You can't kill him."
A trace of greed showed deep in his eyes. He was becoming more and more interested in the secrets Xia Ping held. Despite cultivating so quickly, Xia Ping had no unstable foundation at all. On the contrary, his progress was incredibly solid, with every step carefully laid. This had to be closely tied to the cultivation technique he practiced—one that might even surpass a King-level technique.
A technique like that probably couldn't even be found in the library at Yanhuang University. Even Elite Students weren't qualified to learn it; only a few of the school's top figures could practice it.
It was easy to imagine how precious such a technique was. Calling it priceless would be an understatement.
Xu Bowen and Xu Bowu were also stunned. They had completely underestimated Xia Ping. They had thought that, with their strength, they could easily capture him and put an end to this menace.
But who could have imagined that Xu Boquan, whose strength was no less than theirs, would be defeated with just one move and beaten into a miserable heap with a single punch? The sight had shaken them to the core and shown them what a monstrous talent looked like. It was simply beyond reason.