Defeating Chu Wuyue

The news of Qin Yuan's emergence from seclusion spread like wildfire throughout the True Disciple ranks.

At almost the same moment, Chu Wuyue opened his white pupils.

"Finally... I've been waiting."

He rose and stepped out of his thatched hut barefoot. One step took him to the edge of Moonless Peak. Another step, and his figure vanished.

On the summit of Blazing Peak, Qin Yuan had just exited the main hall when he sensed the rapidly approaching aura.

It was strong.

Stronger than any opponent he had encountered before.

Even... comparable to his current strength.

A figure appeared out of thin air on the summit platform. Black hair, white pupils, barefoot, and clad in black robes – it was Chu Wuyue.

The two stood ten zhang apart, their eyes meeting.

"Qin Yuan?" Excitement flickered in Chu Wuyue's white pupils.

"Chu Wuyue?" Qin Yuan replied calmly.

"I heard you went from seventeenth to seventh in four days, defeating Duan Tianlang with three punches," Chu Wuyue grinned. "I'm here to verify if it's true."

Qin Yuan looked at him. "How will you verify?"

"We'll fight," Chu Wuyue's white pupils blazed with fighting spirit. "If you win, you're first. If you lose... I'll spare your life, but you have to promise to spar with me once every month from now on."

A direct logic, a pure fighting spirit.

Qin Yuan nodded. "Alright."

"Refreshing!" Chu Wuyue laughed heartily. "Shall we fight here?"

Qin Yuan surveyed their surroundings. "Let's go to the Dao Discussion Platform. This place can't withstand the commotion."

"Fine."

The two moved simultaneously, transforming into two streaks of light, flying towards the Dao Discussion Platform halfway up Sect Master Peak.

The news spread rapidly.

"Qin Yuan is out of seclusion! Senior Brother Chu is going to find him!"

"They're going to duel on the Dao Discussion Platform!"

"Quick! Let's go watch!"

The True Disciple ranks erupted.

Han Bing, Tie Zhan, Ye Qingshuang, Su Lie... all the True Disciples, regardless of their ranking, surged towards the Dao Discussion Platform. Even elders from various peaks emerged from their seclusion, paying attention to this peak confrontation.

On the Dao Discussion Platform, Qin Yuan and Chu Wuyue stood facing each other.

Below the platform, hundreds of people had already gathered, a dense black mass, yet utterly silent.

Everyone held their breath, awaiting this battle that might determine the structure of the True Disciple ranks.

The presiding elder walked onto the stage with a solemn expression. "True Disciple challenge. Life and death are not considered, but it ends when one party concedes or loses the ability to fight. Now, begin!"

As the words fell, Chu Wuyue moved first.

Without warning, without gathering momentum, he simply vanished from his spot.

When he reappeared, he was behind Qin Yuan, his pale hand pressing towards Qin Yuan's back!

It was so fast that most of the disciples below couldn't even see his movement!

But Qin Yuan seemed to have anticipated it. Without turning his head, he struck back with a palm.

"BOOM--!!!"

Their palms collided, and a terrifying shockwave erupted! The protective formation of the Dao Discussion Platform vibrated violently, its light flickering. The disciples in the front rows below were forced back by the impact!

The first exchange ended in a draw!

A flicker of surprise flashed in Chu Wuyue's white pupils, but it was quickly replaced by even fiercer fighting spirit. "Good! You truly haven't disappointed me!"

His figure moved again. This time, it wasn't just speed, but strangeness.

His body was clearly on the left, yet the attack came from the right. He seemed to be charging forward, but his figure appeared behind. Illusory and real, deceptive and true, it was dazzling and impossible to defend against.

Below the platform, Han Bing's expression grew solemn. "Senior Brother Chu's Illusory Moon Steps have been cultivated to the realm of 'illusory and real giving birth to each other.' One step, and the real body and illusions are indistinguishable, making it impossible to defend against."

Tie Zhan also said gravely, "I lost to this move back then."

However, on the stage, Qin Yuan remained standing in place, his feet not moving an inch.

No matter which direction Chu Wuyue attacked from, he could always predict and neutralize it with a casual move. Palm against palm, fist against fist, each collision erupted with terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, causing the Dao Discussion Platform's formation to hum.

Thirty moves passed.

Chu Wuyue suddenly stopped, his white pupils fixed on Qin Yuan, and slowly said, "You... saw through my footwork?"

Qin Yuan calmly replied, "Illusions are still illusions. No matter how real, they have flaws."

"Interesting." Chu Wuyue grinned, and the aura around him suddenly changed!

No longer strange, no longer illusory, but incredibly heavy and solid! He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, and a phantom bright moon appeared in his palm.

The bright moon rotated slowly, emitting a cold radiance. Wherever the radiance passed, space itself seemed to freeze.

"Take this move—Moonlight Overwhelms the Heavens!"

As he spoke, the bright moon suddenly enlarged, becoming a hundred zhang in size. Carrying the might to suppress heaven and earth, it slowly pressed down towards Qin Yuan!

Not fast, but slow.

So slow that everyone below the platform could clearly see the trajectory of the descending bright moon, so slow that time itself seemed to slow down.

But everyone felt an irresistible suppressive force lock onto the entire Dao Discussion Platform! The disciples below the platform turned pale, and those with weaker cultivation even collapsed on the ground, finding it difficult to breathe!

This was Chu Wuyue's signature ultimate skill—using the power of moonlight to suppress space, sealing all possibilities of evasion, and forcing the opponent to take the hit head-on!

Facing this world-destroying attack, Qin Yuan finally moved.

He took a step forward.

Just one step.

Then, he clenched his right fist and slowly raised it.

There was no radiance, no phenomenon, not even a fluctuation of spiritual energy.

He simply raised his fist and then—

Threw it upwards.

"Break."

As he uttered the word, his fist collided with the bright moon.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The next moment—

"Crack—!!!"

A crisp shattering sound rang out.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the hundred-zhang bright moon, starting from the fist's impact and rapidly spreading across the entire lunar body!

"Boom—!!!"

The bright moon exploded, turning into a sky full of light rain!

Chu Wuyue grunted and retreated three steps. For the first time, disbelief flickered in his white pupils.

His strongest suppression technique was shattered by a single punch?

Below the platform, there was a deathly silence.

Han Bing, Tie Zhan, Ye Qingshuang, Su Lie... all the True Disciples were stunned.

How many challengers had Chu Wuyue's "Moonlight Overwhelms the Heavens" suppressed? Even Senior Sister Yun, ranked second, had suffered a disadvantage under this move.

Yet now, it was shattered by Qin Yuan's single punch?

On the stage, Qin Yuan retracted his fist and looked at Chu Wuyue, "Do you want to continue?"

Chu Wuyue stared at him, his white pupils flashing with light. After a long while, he suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahahaha! Good! Well done, Qin Yuan! I lost!"

He laughed heartily, without the slightest trace of dejection. "From today onwards, you are the number one True Disciple. I, Chu Wuyue, am convinced!"

As he finished speaking, he turned and stepped off the stage, without any hesitation.

Below the platform, the presiding elder took a deep breath and announced loudly:

"Challenge concluded—Qin Yuan wins!"

He looked at the True Disciple stone tablet.

The name "Chu Wuyue" at first place slowly dimmed and moved down one position.

A new name appeared:

[First Place: Qin Yuan, Fifth Peak True Disciple, Golden Core Peak.]

One month. From an Outer Sect disciple to the number one True Disciple.

The entire venue was dead silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the name on the stone tablet, at the gray-robed figure on the stage.

Lin Qing'er covered her mouth, tears silently falling.

Zhou De, Zhao Tiezhu, and others trembled with excitement.

Han Bing and Tie Zhan exchanged glances, seeing the bitterness and awe in each other's eyes.

Ye Qingshuang and Su Lie had even more complex expressions—they couldn't even withstand one move from Chu Wuyue, yet Qin Yuan had shattered Chu Wuyue's strongest ultimate technique with a single punch.

The gap was so vast it was despair-inducing.

On the stage, Qin Yuan withdrew his gaze and slowly walked down.

Wherever he passed, the crowd automatically parted to make way.

All eyes were focused on him.

There was admiration, awe, jealousy, and fear.

But his expression remained unchanged, as if the opponent he had just defeated was merely an ordinary foe.

First place in the True Disciple rankings?

This was just the beginning.

The Hundred Sects Competition, the Nascent Soul threshold, a wider world...

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