Cao Youqian: Junior Brother, Hit Me Harder

Clang, clang, clang...

On the martial arts stage, Wang Baole's machete moved with lightning speed. The audience below couldn't even see the speed of his strikes; all they could see was a blur.

The blood wolf, the size of a buffalo, had just leaped up when it plummeted back down, crashing heavily onto the arena with a thud. In the next instant, the wolf's blood stained the entire arena crimson.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Huifei on the opposite side cried out in alarm, completely forgetting that he was still fighting, and ran towards his Blood Wolf.

"Brother Wolf, Big Wolf, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

"Waaaaah..."

Zhu Huifei looked at his Blood Wolf lying motionless on the ground and burst into tears right there on the arena.

Seeing this, Wang Baole calmly said, "It was just scared unconscious. Although I unleashed thirteen strikes in a single breath, none of them were fatal; they only severed its limbs. If you admit defeat now, you can still save it. If you wait too long, it's hard to say what kind of aftereffects it might suffer."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Huifei remembered that he was in the middle of a battle, and quickly stood up and shouted:

"I surrender, I surrender."

The referee was dumbfounded. It wasn't the first time he had officiated a match between outer disciples, but he had never seen such a bizarre battle before.

Wang Baole win this battle!

After he finished speaking, the onlookers in the audience finally came to their senses and burst into heated discussion.

"Holy crap, this Little Fatty's got some skills! Thirteen strikes in one breath, how fast must those strikes be?"

"Going too fast isn't a good thing for boys."

"I was trying to be serious with you, why are you suddenly acting so unserious?"

"..."

Ignoring the crowd's chatter, Wang Baole jumped off the stage with his wood-chopping knife in hand, took out animal hide from his storage bag, and carefully wiped the knife clean.

The sharp-eyed disciples nearby spotted the animal hide and instinctively gasped in surprise.

"Holy crap, that's Lightning Leopard's pelt! This kid's got some serious skills!"

Upon hearing the words "Lightning Leopard," the people around instantly became agitated.

That's the fastest and most troublesome demonic beast in the Dao Foundation Realm Dao Foundation Realm.

Even though they were disciples of the Dao-Seeking Academy and considered prodigies by outsiders, they dared not face the Lightning Leopard alone.

"This time, the Dao-Seeking Academy has produced another monster."

From the stands, Profound Fire Pill King, seeing Wang Baole's performance, chuckled and joked, "Little Feng, it seems you've picked up another precious disciple."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "I have to thank the seniors from other departments for letting me have Little Fatty. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that this kid's talent was a bit strange."

The surrounding high-ranking officials all showed puzzled expressions upon hearing this.

Profound Fire Pill King asked, "Is there some special background or connection to this kid?"

Chu Feng recounted in detail how Wang Baole took the Dao-Seeking Token an apprentice, and how he was eventually assigned to the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

After hearing this, several of the chiefs suddenly had the urge to beat up their own elders.

The Profound Fire Pill King continued, "You haven't mentioned the strangeness of his talent yet."

"He awakened the Taotie Bloodline, that is, the Taotie Physique."

Chu Feng had no intention of hiding Wang Baole's talent and openly told everyone about it.

After hearing this, the chiefs' resentment vanished instantly. They couldn't afford to raise Taotie Physique that; this kid should go and mess with Chu Feng instead.

In the afternoon, Wang Baole played another match and won easily once again.

The curious onlookers even gave him the nickname "Cleaver Man".

In the following days, Wang Baole won easily, securing his place in the top 100.

At the same time, the inner sect competition also began.

Wang Baole didn't have a match today, but he came with his master, senior brother, and third senior sister to watch his second senior brother's first match.

The rules for the Inner Sect and True Disciple Grand Competition are slightly different from those for the Outer Sect. Since there is no arena, everyone has to fight in the air, so there is no such thing as falling off the arena. After all, the fighting area is a full mile in radius, allowing them to use their fists and feet freely.

In a battle, either side will be considered to have lost if one side is rendered unable to fight or is knocked into the water ten times, unless one side concedes defeat.

Those who were merely observing the battle were to stay on the shore and watch; no one was allowed to enter the lake to interfere with the fight.

At the second lake arena, the referee announced, "The next match is between Cao Youqian from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute and Tie Xing from the Artifact Refining Institute!"

The onlookers on the shore gasped in surprise upon hearing the referee's words.

"What's going on? How come someone as formidable as Senior Brother Cao isn't a top contender?"

"Exactly, isn't sending him to the preliminary rounds just bullying people?"

"Yes, even the geniuses of the Sword Dao Institute are no match for him, how can ordinary inner court disciples fight against him?"

"..."

Just as everyone was discussing this, Cao Youqian walked away across the water with his hands behind his back, and at the same time, a burly figure descended from the sky.

He was an old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, carrying a large hammer on his back.

When Tie Xing appeared, the disciples watching the battle were all stunned for a moment. Someone asked timidly, "Is this person really an inner disciple? Why does he look older than the elders?"

"That's right, he's only in his early thirties, but he's always forging iron, and he looks much older than his age."

I never imagined blacksmithing was so exhausting.

"???"

Ignoring the murmurs of the crowd, Tie Xing slung his hammer behind his back and bowed first, saying, "Greetings, Senior Brother Cao."

"Junior Brother Tie, you're too kind."

Cao Youqian spoke with a smile, showing no trace of his spoiled nature.

Seeing Cao Youqian's transformation, Profound Fire Pill King on the viewing platform gave Chu Feng a thumbs up.

"Little Feng, it's all thanks to you that Qian'er has become such a polite child."

Chu Feng shook his head. "Senior is too kind. If you want to thank someone, Little Chen. He's the one who often teaches Daqian how to behave."

???

Several large question marks immediately appeared above the Profound Fire Pill King's head. How dare you speak to me like that, brat?

Fortunately, the two people on the water had already moved, and he then turned his attention to the arena.

Ding, ding, ding!

On the lake, Tie Xing's iron hammer struck Cao Youqian's body one blow at a time, producing a series of crisp sounds.

With his hands behind his back, Cao Youqian smiled and looked at Tie Xing opposite him, "Junior Brother Tie, push harder, I can still take it!"

Upon hearing this, Tie Xing's face turned red with anger. "Senior Brother Cao, you've gone too far! Take this Fire Flame Fierce Hammer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the large hammer in his hand, glowing red, slammed down on Cao Youqian's head.

Everyone present was on tenterhooks at the sight, and even the referee was ready to intervene at any moment.

Thump!

The hammer struck Cao Youqian's head with a loud thud.

The immense recoil force sent the iron hammer flying from Tie Xing's hand, Tie Xing it back into his face.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Tie Xing plummeted from the sky and fell into the water with a splash.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers on the shore were stunned and stood frozen in place for a long time, unable to utter a sound.

Even the referee standing to the side was stunned for a few breaths before he finally spoke, "Cao Youqian wins this match!"