Ying Hui was deep in thought when he noticed Jiang Weishan, still desperately holding on. Zheng Wentian’s eyes betrayed a hint of impatience that was hard to detect, followed by another fierce palm strike.
The Nine Yang Palm erupted instantly, pressing Jiang Weishan down to his knees.
Yet Jiang Weishan persisted, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. He quickly released the force and rolled away, dodging the fiery giant palm while lunging towards Zheng Wentian.
At that moment, Jiang Weishan couldn’t help but think of Zhou Bai, ’If it hadn’t been for fighting with that kid Zhou Bai for over a month, I might not have thought of this rolling and crawling combat style.’
On the other side, Zheng Wentian frowned deeply, particularly uncomfortable when he saw the fighting spirit in Jiang Weishan’s eyes.
What he hated the most was the indomitable spirit of mortals who even dared to challenge the gods.
His thoughts flowed, and he seemed to recall two years ago, that time in the Heavenly Court when he was defeated by that mortal genius.
That person’s eyes had also been full of fighting spirit, so unwilling to admit defeat. Even to the last, he had fought desperately and beaten Zheng Wentian with his weaker strength.
"These mortals... each and every one of them always wants to challenge us, to defeat us. They really don’t know what they’re up against."
"Today I’ll teach you a lesson, let you know the difference between mortals and immortals."
As he spoke, Zheng Wentian struck out another palm, and two enormous Nine Yang Palms sandwiched Jiang Weishan, hitting him amidst his roar.
The scorching power burned Jiang Weishan’s body, continuously crushing his muscles and bones.
Under the direct fierce pressure of the Nine Yang sacred power, Jiang Weishan felt completely powerless to fight back, his body creaking, as if it might collapse at any moment.
Just when he felt his bones were about to be crushed, with a soft bang, Ying Hui broke through Zheng Wentian’s Nine Yang sacred power and rescued Jiang Weishan.
"Enough." Ying Hui shouted at Zheng Wentian, then carefully checked Jiang Weishan’s condition and found that several of his bones had been broken and white smoke continuously emanated from his flesh.
"Burns and fractures should not affect future cultivation. However…" Ying Hui probed further and found that Jiang Weishan’s internal organs were severely burnt, and that was very serious.
Zhao Xiu rushed up and asked, "Teacher, is Brother Jiang Weishan alright?"
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"His organs are damaged, but it’s not too dangerous. He just won’t be able to cultivate for the next two months and needs to heal properly."
"Two months without cultivation?!" Zhao Xiu sighed. In this highly competitive special training class, not being able to cultivate for a month was a severe blow for these geniuses, let alone a two-month stagnation in cultivation.
Ying Hui quickly arranged for someone to take Jiang Weishan to the hospital, then turned to Zheng Wentian and said coldly, "You’ve won, now you’re the top of the special training class."
Seeing the outcome of the fight, the other students were all talking and shocked by Zheng Wentian’s strength.
Wang Ran, "That Nine Yang Palm is so powerful, I’m afraid even my Shadowkill troops couldn’t withstand it."
Zhao Xiu, "I can’t believe even Brother Jiang Weishan couldn’t withstand the attack of the Nine Yang sacred power. But Zheng Wentian really went too far."
Lu Wanzhen from the Gong Tu path commented on the strengths of both parties with the clearest insight, "This man’s Primordial Spirit power is too dominant and tyrannical. This Nine Yang Palm, probably no one in the special training class can withstand him head-on."
Qian Wangsun was also talking with Zuo Dao and Zhou Bai, "The person-based path focuses on cultivating Primordial Spirit power, which is stronger than other paths. This same Primordial Spirit value translates to greater power. This Nine Yang Palm seems even more vicious, not only far surpassing others in strength, but also possessing an extremely Yang attribute. It looks like for the next half year, until Meng Ruocun returns, he’s going to remain in the first place."
In his mind, Zhou Bai started discussing with Christina, "Tina, do you think we can defeat this Zheng Wentian? With my second realm strength challenging someone in the third realm."
Christina did not speak, her eyes shifting as if she was constantly calculating something. After a long while, she finally said, "No problem, leave it to me to handle it. I am seventy percent confident I can win against him."
Zheng Wentian looked at the shocked and awe-stricken gazes of his classmates and felt much more comfortable inside, "This is the look mortals should have when they gaze upon me."
Next, Qian Wangsun challenged the student ranked 18th, relying on his excellent insight and formidable dodging skills, he literally dragged the opponent to death.
Then it was Zuo Dao’s turn, he glanced at the huge sword Zhou Bai had on his back, "To be able to forge a sword, Zhou Bai’s level of spiritual diagram must have at least three star points."
After hesitating for a long time, he did not challenge Zhou Bai because he knew that he probably was not Zhou Bai’s match at this point.
So, he challenged the student ranked 15th and then vented all his frustrations on him.
Hundreds of swords danced in the air, displaying various sword techniques, like dozens of people attacking together, leaving the opponent powerless and directly defeated.
Seeing this, Ying Hui nodded his head with satisfaction, "Zuo Dao and Qian Wangsun would have already been considered great talents in previous years. But in this session, stimulated by Zhou Bai, they are practicing even more desperately and growing even faster."
The following challenges went smoothly with no further incidents like Zheng Wentian using excessive force. Zhou Bai was also discussing the upcoming tactics with Christina.
Until Liu Bingxin stepped forward, pointing her sword at Zhou Bai, she said, "Zhou Bai, let’s fight again."
Zhou Bai interrupted his discussion with Christina, looked at Liu Bingxin, and nodded, "Then come."
Liu Bingxin, seeing that Zhou Bai did not even bring his sword to the field, said with a look of anger, "Why aren’t you taking your sword?"
Zhou Bai replied, "It’s too heavy, I need to save some energy for the challenges to come."
Liu Bingxin sensed a strong sense of disdain from Zhou Bai’s attitude and snorted coldly, "Then don’t regret it!" Saying this, she pointed her sword at Zhou Bai, and her sword’s Qi soared skywards.
Qian Wangsun looked at the two, turned to Zuo Dao beside him, and said, "Look, the way women hate men now, and once the man’s strength overpowers the woman, she might just fall for him again."
Zuo Dao replied, "Shut up, don’t distract me from watching the fight." His eyes were glued to Zhou Bai, wanting to see how much his age-old rival had progressed over the past two months.
On the other side, Liu Bingxin had already launched her attack, a sword stroke like the rising sun, carrying the unstoppable, irreversible momentum of the sun’s ascent.
"Sunrise Qi Sword?" Lu Wanzhen commented, "The momentum is good, indeed very suitable for pure sword cultivation. Let’s see if it can break Zhou Bai’s defense."
The intense sword momentum condensed into a line, and while the surrounding students felt none of the pressure from the sword momentum, Zhou Bai felt a sharp pain as if his skin were being pricked by needles.
Zhou Bai thought to himself, "Liu Bingxin has indeed improved a lot compared to last time. Just her concentration of sword momentum, not wasting a single bit and using it all to suppress me, is quite remarkable."
"But... I have progressed even faster and more in these two months."
On the other side, Zhao Xiu watched Liu Bingxin wielding her swordsmanship and thought to himself, "Zhou Bai’s defensive power could be compared to that of Jiang Weishan, who was at the 2nd level before. However, the power of the Sunrise Qi Sword combined with pure sword cultivation is not to be underestimated, especially after it gathers force."
"If Zhou Bai wants to win, it depends on whether he can withstand it continuously during the charge. He should be able to hold it for... " He suddenly widened his eyes, incredulous, looking toward Liu Bingxin.
In just under a second, whirlwinds emerged up and down around Zhou Bai.
In an instant, Zhou Bai’s figure flickered, as if disappearing and reappearing instantly.
And on the other side, Liu Bingxin had been blasted flying out with a bang and then slammed into the wall, finally landing on the ground with a stunned expression.
Instant kill!