Chu Feng: Little Fatty, You're a Successful Person Too

"Wow, Senior Brother Cao is amazing! He defeated his opponent without even making a single move!"

"I've never seen such a contest in my entire life!"

"That's because Senior Brother Cao broke Senior Brother Jin Gang's record in the Cold Pool back then. It's a pity he didn't go to my Body Cultivation Institute, otherwise he would have become a top contender long ago."

"This is a junior from the Body Cultivation Institute. I advise you to watch your words; your fellow students from the Body Cultivation Institute are all watching you."

"..."

Amidst the gasps of the crowd Cao Youqian stepped into the air and headed towards his master's location.

On the other side, Tie Xing's fellow disciples pulled Tie Xing out of the lake as quickly as possible.

When they saw that Tie Xing's entire face had been smashed flat, they all fell silent.

That Senior Brother Cao's body is incredibly tough!

Who exactly stripped him of his seeded player status?

"Second Senior Brother, you're amazing!"

Wang Baole immediately went up to congratulate Cao Youqian as soon as he landed.

This was the first time in his life he had ever seen such a fierce man.

Cao Youqian smiled slightly, "It's not that I'm strong, but that kid is too weak. I didn't even have to use any force before he collapsed."

Wang Baole asked curiously, "Senior Brother Cao, what kind of technique was that that counterattack you used?"

The surrounding leaders also perked up their ears upon hearing this, as Cao Youqian's displayed combat prowess overturned their previous opinions of this young man.

Cao Youqian laughed and said, "It should be the Heavenly Dipper Virgin Boy Technique, or maybe Iron Shirt. I've practiced too many of these kinds of hard skills and forgotten."

After he finished speaking, all nine chiefs present, except for Chu Feng, were stunned.

They all turned to Chu Feng with puzzled looks.

Chu Feng ignored the stares of the crowd and simply said with a smile, "Just don't go too far, kid."

Cao Youqian patted his chest and said, "Master, rest assured, I know what I'm doing."

Even Xiao Chen, who was standing to the side, spoke up, "Master, you don't need to worry about him. After all, there aren't many people in the same realm who can withstand ten of my sword strikes."

Cao Youqian was speechless upon hearing this. "Senior Brother, next time you beat me up, could you please not use the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin?"

Xiao Chen shook his head, his face serious. "No, the word 'lose' doesn't exist in my dictionary, not even in a friendly spar."

Cao Youqian: "..."

Wang Baole asked timidly, "Second Senior Brother, isn't the Heavenly Dipper Virgin Boy Technique only for boys to practice?"

"That's true for beginners, but who am I, your second senior brother? The second prodigy of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, a man who has awakened Divine Physique. Cultivating such a rudimentary technique is easy for anyone."

Cao Youqian said with a smug look on his face.

Upon hearing these words, the gazes of the assembled leaders shifted from doubt to confusion, and even a hint of envy towards Chu Feng.

Only Profound Fire Pill King chuckled and took a sip of tea, thinking to himself: Our Cao Clan has a worthy successor!

After a day of rest.

Wang Baole, who made it into the top 100, will continue to compete, while Cao Youqian will also continue his preliminary round journey.

What frustrated him was that, apart from Tie Xing, everyone else surrendered after seeing him make only one move.

Cao Youqian suddenly felt a sense of boredom. After the battle ended, he went to Xiao Chen to complain.

"Senior brother, these guys are such cowards."

Xiao Chen said calmly, "They all went all out from the start, so how can you call them cowards? They just couldn't break through your defenses. The real battle will begin once you enter the top 100."

Cao Youqian touched his non-existent hair. "Staying here is less satisfying than watching my junior brother beat someone up."

Since the outer sect had already started the battle of the top 100, Chu Feng brought Qin Qin to watch, leaving only Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen on the inner sect side.

The True Disciple Grand Competition is after the Inner Sect Preliminaries, and Xiao Chen is a seeded player, so he doesn't need to participate in the Preliminaries at all. He can stay here for a few more days and wait until the True Disciple Top 100 begins.

The Outer Sect Grand Competition was now drawing to a close.

Wang Baole advanced to the top ten without any pressure whatsoever.

After the battle, he excitedly approached Chu Feng and said, "Master, Master, I've made it into the top ten! After the competition, I'll be an inner disciple!"

Chu Feng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Keep it up, win two more games, and you'll be a success."

Wang Baole: "..."

Pfft...

Qin Qin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Junior brother, senior sister didn't mean it, it's just too funny."

Wang Baole scratched his head awkwardly. "Master, is it shameful to be in the top four?"

Chu Feng gave a meaningful smile, "You'll see later, kid. Good luck."

Although Wang Baole looked puzzled, he still nodded. "Master, I will strive to go further!"

Two days later, Wang Baole won two consecutive matches, securing a place in the semifinals.

The top four in the Outer Sect Grand Competition have now been determined: in addition to Wang Baole, Jian Chen from the Sword Dao Institute, Liu Li from the Dharma Cultivation Institute, and Wuming from the Body Cultivation Institute.

This result was not unexpected by the leaders.

Chu Feng looked at Wuming, who had a small bald head, then turned to the Second Elder of the Pill Dao Institute and asked, "Senior, does our Dao-Seeking Academy also accept monks?"

The Second Elder smiled and said, "Of course we recruit him. That little monk comes from Heart-Questioning Temple. His ancestor was a disciple who came from our Dao-Seeking Academy. Every ten years, he would send a disciple to our Dao-Seeking Academy to cultivate."

Besides this young monk, other factions founded by disciples who graduated from our Dao-Seeking Academy also send their disciples to our Dao-Seeking Academy for training.

"After this competition concludes and recruitment begins, perhaps your Miscellaneous Dao Institute will be able to recruit a few disciples from major powers."

"I see, that little monk is quite special."

Chu Feng looked at the little monk and sighed.

Upon hearing this, the Second Elder chuckled and said, "Could it be that Chief Chu has taken a liking to that little monk? However, he most likely won't join your Miscellaneous Dao Institute; he'll probably stay in the Body Cultivation Institute, practicing body-refining techniques while simultaneously cultivating Zen meditation."

Chu Feng uttered three "no"s in succession. "No, no, no, senior, please don't misunderstand. I'm not particularly interested in disciples who inherit skills. I just think this kid will be the winner of this competition."

"Good eye! This kid is said to be the number one prodigy of Heart-Questioning Temple in a thousand years. He was sent to the Dao-Seeking Academy two and a half years ago, which is why you haven't met him, Chief Chu." The Second Elder explained in detail.

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng subconsciously turned his gaze to the Wuming Wuming's shoes.

Upon seeing the dark shoes on the other person's feet, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

Wang Baole said, "Master, you said he's number one, so doesn't that mean I'm guaranteed a spot in the top four?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng realized that this kid's next opponent was Wuming.

"The fight hasn't even started yet. We'll talk about it after it's over."

Wang Baole clenched his fist. "I will do my best, Master!"