Sent to Breed

"What are you laughing at? Do you dare to fight?"

Seeing that Wang Sheng showed no fear and even smiled, Wu An became enraged. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he stepped closer and demanded sternly.

"Are you sure?"

Wang Sheng asked calmly.

"Of course!"

As soon as Wu An finished speaking, Wang Sheng's fist, imbued with a fierce Bright Energy, smashed towards him.

"Holy crap, you're not playing by the rules!"

Wu An hadn't expected Wang Sheng to be so decisive and quickly raised his hands to block.

A dull thud echoed, as if struck by a heavy stone.

The moment Wu An's fist made contact with Wang Sheng's, his face changed drastically. A sharp pain shot through his arms, and his entire body involuntarily dropped significantly.

"How can his energy be stronger than mine? How can his strength also be greater than mine?"

Wu An was shocked and angered, but he didn't get to ask.

Wang Sheng shook his arm, his energy fully attached to it like a heavy tombstone. He cleaved through the wind, smashing towards Wu An again and again.

His expression was indifferent, as if he were disciplining an unaccomplished son. He stood rooted to the spot, swinging his arm down, like playing whack-a-mole in his past life.

Bang...

Wu An could only cross his arms in front of him, gritting his teeth, enduring the relentless barrage of arm strikes. The opponent's attacks were too fast; he had no chance to counter.

At this moment, all the disciples were captivated by this one-sided contest, watching with the entire crowd's attention.

"The gap is too huge! Wu An is inferior to Wang Sheng in every aspect!"

Li Hu shook his head.

"That was Wang Sheng shamelessly ambushing him and getting the first strike!"

Wei Lingqin retorted, clearly displeased.

"There's no difference. Even without the first strike, Wu An wouldn't be a match. The gap is so large, it's laughable. He dared to challenge without even knowing the opponent's strength."

A Senior Brother named Cui Sheng, who practiced Dark Energy, sneered, immediately categorizing Wu An as foolish.

He decided it was best to avoid such idiots in the future.

Yu Cheng's face was grim and unpleasant. He remained silent, a chilling aura emanating from him. The surrounding disciples felt the oppressive atmosphere from Yu Cheng and their expressions shifted slightly, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"I, I can't lose, I can't lose! How could I lose to this bumpkin!"

Wu An gnashed his teeth in hatred, desperately resisting the immense force pressing down from above. His arms trembled as he roared inwardly, searching for an opening to counter.

However, Wang Sheng's moves were sequential and fluid, executed in one go with almost no flaws.

Even though he only used this one move from beginning to end, he completely suppressed Wu An with the continuous pressure he generated.

Of course, this was Wang Sheng controlling his strength to just one percent. Revealing too much power would be inconsistent with Wang Sheng's publicly known Bright Energy cultivation.

Wu An's face contorted, exerting all his strength to block and parry, yet he could only be pushed down bit by bit. His entire body had gone numb and stiff from the energy transmitted through his arms.

His body was involuntarily lowering slowly!

Wu An's complexion had shifted from an angry red to a deathly pale.

Finally, Wu An was smashed into a half-kneeling position in front of Wang Sheng. He was dazed, his arms completely numb, held up above his head in a stupor, as if begging Wang Sheng for mercy.

When Wang Sheng lowered his arms, Wu An hadn't realized the fight was over and was still holding his guard up.

Pfft!

Some people let out low chuckles, which finally startled Wu An.

He looked up blankly, stunned for a long moment before realizing he was in a fight.

Upon realizing this, Wu An suddenly let out a furious roar and charged at Wang Sheng without regard for anything.

An invisible force suddenly sent Wu An flying backward. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Disgraceful!"

Zhao Jie, who had emerged from the inner courtyard, retracted his energy and snorted coldly.

"What's going on with you?"

Zhao Jie looked at Wang Sheng.

"Reporting to Master, the disciple has completely digested the old ginseng I took some time ago and have now broken through to the middle stage of Bright Energy. I had informed you of this matter previously."

"Furthermore, because my physique is too poor and I know it's difficult for me to break through on my own, I've been idly flipping through other cultivation methods. But for some reason, I've gradually managed to get started with a sword dao method, and even spent several months cultivating power!"

After Wang Sheng finished speaking with a rather innocent expression, he walked to the weapon rack, picked up an iron sword, infused it with power, and suddenly slashed at the rack.

The iron sword hadn't even touched the weapon rack, but the wooden frame instantly exploded.

At this moment, Not only did Zhao Jie's eyes change, but even the expressions of many Dark Energy Senior Brothers became solemn.

As for Li Hu, Qi Changsheng, and the others, they were dumbfounded.

Breaking through to the middle stage of Bright Energy in less than a year already surpassed more than half of the Bright Energy disciples.

But he also managed to get started with a sword dao method and cultivated power.

That's double the Bright Energy!

How did this Junior Brother suddenly become so dazzling?

"After cultivating the second type of power, I was both terrified and overjoyed. After poring over countless ancient books, I rashly guessed that I might have good comprehension, or perhaps I am some kind of Sword Body!"

Wang Sheng cupped his hands and bowed, speaking respectfully.

Sword Body!

These two words struck everyone present hard, leaving their minds reeling.

Many exchanged glances, their hearts already churning with shock.

Could their small Ershui City actually produce a legendary Sword Body?

Wang Sheng continued to bow respectfully, not moving.

Ever since he learned that Zhao Jie was about to choose a new Transforming Energy Successor, Wang Sheng had started to harbor ambitions.

His cultivation was about to reach the late stage of Dark Energy, and his Martial Path was nearing its end.

Without a Transforming Energy method, Wang Sheng could only cultivate more Dark Energy methods and stack them to increase his strength, but this would obviously be a waste of time.

So, if he truly had a chance to obtain a Transforming Energy method, why wouldn't Wang Sheng slightly display his strength and compete for it?

With Wang Sheng's current true cultivation, apart from Transforming Energy Grandmasters who could barely defeat him, Wang Sheng no longer paid attention to other Dark Energy practitioners.

"Heh heh!"

Zhao Jie stared intently at Wang Sheng, and after a moment, he chuckled.

"What Sword Body are you? When a true Sword Body user unleashes their power, there will be a resonant sword hum and sword qi will surge. You, however, must have very good comprehension! Very, very good!"

Zhao Jie saw that the sword dao method Wang Sheng had cultivated seemed to be a bit stronger than the Great Tablet Shattering Hand, so he added the phrase "very, very good."

This remark caused the expressions of all the Dark Energy Senior Brothers to change drastically.

If Zhao Jie were to appreciate Wang Sheng because of this and directly choose him as the successor, wouldn't all their efforts be in vain?

"But it's a pity that your physique is too poor. Low-grade Physique, no matter how high your comprehension!"

Zhao Jie stopped speaking at this point and shook his head.

All the Dark Energy martial artists breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Physique pertains to the physical body, it is tangible. Comprehension is intangible.

Without physique, even with high comprehension, if the physical body's potential is limited, breakthroughs will be impossible.

A Low-grade Physique would, at most, reach the late stage of Bright Energy.

Even if Wang Sheng had a future opportunity to obtain a treasure to improve his physique, it would only reach the Dark Energy stage at best, and he would never be able to advance to Transforming Energy.

Therefore, once the many Dark Energy martial artists understood and realized Wang Sheng posed no threat, their gazes towards him were filled with smiles and affection.

To be praised as "very, very good" by a Transforming Energy Grandmaster himself!

A genius who was extremely specialized!

His comprehension was truly high!

His physique was truly poor!

"We must breed him! We must take him to breed!"

"Let him have children, ten, twenty!!!"

"As long as we can preserve Wang Sheng's bloodline, the family might be able to produce a super genius with both exceptional comprehension and physique in the future!"

Some of the older Dark Energy martial artists, who had already established families and careers, looked at Wang Sheng with greedy eyes, a crazy thought simultaneously appearing in their minds.