The air exploded with sound, and a gale swept towards the audience, causing the clothes of some in the front rows to rustle loudly.
A small pit was actually gouged into the alloy stage by He Feiyu’s strike.
Not a crack, but a dented pit.
This demonstrated the immense density and terrifying nature of He Feiyu’s true qi.
Chen Jiuyang’s lips bled, his eyes grim. He Feiyu’s strength was indeed enough to dominate the Fengcheng Martial Ranking championship.
In terms of true qi density alone, he had reached the half-step Earth Realm, and was even more formidable than the half-step Earth Realm cultivator who had intercepted Chen Jiuyang last time.
A voice from Qiu Yihan’s maid echoed in Chen Jiuyang’s ear: “If you surrender on the stage, I will kill you.”
Chen Jiuyang’s expression darkened. From such a distance, the middle-aged maid transmitted her voice to him without anyone nearby hearing. The power behind Qiu Yihan was truly terrifying.
He Feiyu unleashed another strike, sending Chen Jiuyang reeling with injuries. He rested his Tang saber on his shoulder, his expression indifferent. “Chen Jiuyang, concede. If that last strike wasn’t intentionally off-target, you would have been severely wounded by me.”
“You have made contributions to the Six Doors and the people. We, the constables of the Six Doors, respect you. However, I must have this Martial Ranking championship. No one can stop me.”
Chen Jiuyang scanned the audience. Many cared about him, and the majority wished to see him win. Of course, there were also many who hoped for his defeat.
Chen Jiuyang said, “Let’s make a deal. As long as you withdraw from this Martial Ranking, I can satisfy any condition you have.”
He Feiyu scoffed, “Conditions? Can you, Chen Jiuyang, help me break through to the Heavenly Realm and become a King?”
Chen Jiuyang was stunned. How was this Martial Ranking championship related to breaking through to the Heavenly Realm and becoming a King?
It seemed he could not persuade He Feiyu.
However, he could not use Shun Mang either. Since that was the case, he had no choice but to resort to unorthodox methods to make He Feiyu concede.
Chen Jiuyang’s true qi surged, and over a hundred silver needles hovered in mid-air, controlled by his true qi.
“Whoosh!”
Seeing the density of Chen Jiuyang’s true qi, gasps of surprise erupted from the audience.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
One by one, the silver needles shot towards He Feiyu.
“Cun Mang!”
“Rumble!”
The sound of true qi explosions erupted. Each needle, imbued with dark energy, could pierce He Feiyu’s qi shield. However, they were all deflected by his saber. He Feiyu said indifferently, “Chen Jiuyang, mere trickery cannot prevent your defeat.”
“Clang, clang, clang!”
A dense barrage of explosions sounded. The sheer number of needles forced He Feiyu to parry them exhaustively, preventing him from easily swinging his saber towards Chen Jiuyang.
He Feiyu understood Chen Jiuyang’s intention. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly exposed a part of his qi shield. The next moment, Chen Jiuyang lunged forward, intending to engage him in close-quarters combat.
“Just as I expected.” He Feiyu sneered. He had deliberately created an opening for Chen Jiuyang to see what his true intentions were.
He Feiyu raised his Tang saber and said coldly, “It’s over!”
“Indeed, it is over.” Chen Jiuyang was not intending to engage in close-quarters combat. He grabbed one of He Feiyu’s arms and shouted, “Attract!”
His divine soul, following He Feiyu’s limb, directly attacked He Feiyu’s brain, causing him to freeze.
Chen Jiuyang’s greatest secret was that his divine soul was invincible among those of the same level. Upon contact with a person’s limb, his divine soul could immediately gather information about that person’s body.
The divine soul could be used in medicine, and also for attack and harm!
“Pfft—”
“How is this possible!” He Feiyu’s brain experienced intense pain. He lost control of his body, his vision went black, the Tang saber in his hand fell to the ground, and he collapsed.
“……”
The scene fell into a deathly silence.
No one could figure out what method Chen Jiuyang had used to make He Feiyu fall and lose the match.
“Sixth round, Chen Jiuyang wins!”
Many people’s expressions immediately turned solemn. Just when they thought they had grasped Chen Jiuyang’s strength, they were surprised by his successive use of peculiar techniques. With the strength of four acupoints, he could defeat He Feiyu, who possessed twelve acupoints. This was truly astonishing.
It seemed that one could easily fall prey to Chen Jiuyang’s schemes.
Qiu Yihan’s eyes widened slightly, then a playful glint appeared. “It seems he has quite a few secrets.”
The people from the Six Doors were collectively speechless, staring at the scene in disbelief. He Feiyu was the third-in-command of the Fengcheng Six Doors, their great hope, and the constable most likely to advance to the Heavenly Realm. Yet, he had lost to the youngest disciple of the Feng Han Marquis in this Martial Ranking.
This was simply unacceptable!
Ji Lengyue was very surprised. He Feiyu was a legend within the Six Doors, and He Feiyu himself was her idol. She never expected He Feiyu to lose to Chen Jiuyang. She had initially thought Chen Jiuyang was merely somewhat capable, but she never imagined Chen Jiuyang would be so formidable as to defeat He Feiyu.
The people from the various martial sects frowned in unison. They could not discern the techniques Chen Jiuyang had used. If their own people encountered Chen Jiuyang later and could not resolve such techniques, they would undoubtedly lose.
The spectators in the area of the Marquis Grandmasters had eyes that lit up with celebration, truly believing that Feng Han Marquis had taken in a good disciple. Chen Jiuyang’s victory over He Feiyu was a moment of triumph for their Marquis lineage.
Despite their own greatness, all the Marquis Grandmasters had to obey the commands of the Six Doors. And the faction led by He Feiyu within the Six Doors looked down upon them, calling them a group of old, weak, and disabled parasites who only knew how to show off their might in front of ordinary people.
Chen Jiuyang’s defeat of He Feiyu and his powerful rise meant that no one dared to underestimate him any longer.
Seventh round, Chen Jiuyang wins.
Eighth round, Chen Jiuyang wins.
Ninth round, Chen Jiuyang wins.
Chen Jiuyang secured the championship.
Yun Tiancheng, the Prefect of Fengcheng, presented the small wooden box in his hand, and Chen Jiuyang’s proof of identity popped out: “With the witness of the Fengcheng Imperial Court, the Fengcheng Six Doors, and the Fengcheng Marquis Manor, Chen Jiuyang is declared the champion of the Guihai Year Fengcheng Martial Ranking!”
As Yun Tiancheng’s voice fell, Chen Jiuyang felt an intangible surge of destiny empowering him. He felt lighter, and the true qi within his body circulated faster.
“What is this!” Chen Jiuyang’s expression was filled with pleasant surprise.
Yun Tiancheng smiled and handed the small wooden plaque, ‘Fengcheng Chen Jiuyang,’ to Chen Jiuyang. “I never expected Physician Chen to possess such formidable martial prowess. His powerful rise and victory in the championship have truly surprised many.”
“This is your proof of identity. Guard it well and do not lose it.”
“I believe you have already felt the benefits of winning the Martial Ranking championship.”
Chen Jiuyang took the wooden plaque and nodded.
Yun Tiancheng continued, “Return and prepare diligently to improve your strength. In half a month, the Feng Province regional competition will commence. The Feng Province regional competition involves the champions of the thirty-two cities in Feng Province competing against each other. Whoever emerges victorious will represent Feng Province and advance to Dragon City to participate in the national Martial Ranking competition.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Jiuyang’s heart pounded, and his blood boiled with excitement.