After witnessing Gu Hanâs overwhelming strength, the fatty suddenly understood. âI never expected this bastard to achieve the Supreme Stage... No wonder he can stand toe-to-toe with me.
Tsk tsk,
to accomplish such a feat in this backwater place, heâs quite the talent!â
Pretending not to hear the fattyâs insults toward Gu Han, Jiang Feng asked curiously, âBrother Fatty, may I ask, what is the Supreme Stage?â
Beside him, Mei Yun also wore a look of eager curiosity. âYeah, what is the Supreme Stage?â
The fatty stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of profound wisdom.
â
Hehe.
Actually, the Supreme Stage isnât some great secret. However, given your limited insight, itâs understandable you wouldnât know. Listen well. The so-called Supreme Stage...â At the same time, he couldnât resist taking another jab at Gu Han. âJudging by the density of his spirit qi, heâs clearly achieved the Supreme Stage in the Qi Condensation realm. But,
well
, he can only show off in this small place. Still, itâs more than enough to deal with that half-baked Fire Spirit Physique.â
His explanation left the two men filled with admiration.
Mei Yun forced a bitter smile.
âJust the Supreme Stage in the Qi Condensation realm is so perilous. Then what about later...
Huh?
Wait a minute!â Mid-sentence, he suddenly realized something and stared suspiciously at the fatty. âI just checked your jade token. Youâre He Zheng from Fan Ding City, right? How... how...â
He wanted to say,
How do you know more than I do? Which one of us is the instructor, here?
The fatty spun a lie effortlessly. âNo need to make a fuss. My family has an ancient text that records many strange tales. I learned it from there.â
Jiang Feng grew intrigued. âBrother Fatty, could you lend it to me?â
The fatty spread his hands. âItâs gone. A few years ago, I was bored and burned it...â
Jiang Feng was speechless.
At that moment, the battle in the arena had reached a feverish pitch.
***
The clash of spirit qi continued. Under the onslaught of the raging qi, the sturdy greenstone ground tore apart like paper. Endless clouds of dust obstructed the two combatants, leaving only the three instructors to be able to glimpse the fight.
Within the dust, Jiang Hongâs voice rang out. âI never expected that youâd have such strength.â
Gu Hanâs tone was laced with mockery. âIt seems like your Fire Spirit Physique isnât all that impressive.â
With his power fully unleashed, Gu Hanâs spirit qi pressed Jiang Hongâs fiery red qi into retreat, leaving the latter almost powerless to resist. However, he wasnât unscathed. The scorching heat left numerous burns on him. Only now did Jiang Hong realize Gu Hanâs true prowess, raising his estimation of the young man by several levels.
âNot impressive? You wonât be saying that soon anymore!â
As his words fell, a furious roar erupted from Jiang Hong. His fiery red spirit qi underwent a bizarre transformation, swiftly coiling around his spear as if gaining life. In the blink of an eye, a half-zhang-long, vaguely defined creature materialized before Gu Han.
It was a fire dragon!
âGo to hell!â
Empowered by the dragon, Jiang Hongâs aura surged dramatically. With a twist of his spear, he shattered Gu Hanâs spirit qi suppression. The spearâs tip, now adorned with the fire dragonâs red eyes, radiated unbearable heat as the dragonâs maw lunged for Gu Hanâs throat.
âThat roar... what is it?â
âWhy does it feel even hotter now?â
One spectator, seemingly privy to some inside information, exclaimed excitedly, âThis is His Highnessâs trump card! His Highness was born with the Fire Spirit Physique! A senior from the upper sect specially obtained a high-grade Earth-tier technique for him. Itâs called the Fire Dragon Art! Whoâd have thought that weâd witness it today!â
âFire Dragon Art?â
âDamn, look at that momentum... Who could possibly block it?â
The crowd buzzed with discussion, their eyes glued to the battle. With the eldest prince revealing his trump card, Gu Han was surely doomed.
Elder Wu sensed Jiang Hongâs killing intent and grew anxious. âWhat should we do? That kid has achieved the Supreme Stage! Heâs a rare genius! With him, Great Qiâs chances in the upcoming Ten Nations Martial Academy tournament would soar! We canât let anything happen to him.â
Elder Feng also felt a surge of protectiveness. âAgreed. If he loses later, weâll step in to save him...
Hm?
Whatâs that?â
Before he could finish, his expression changed drastically. His spirit sense that was honed over years, detected a sudden, razor-sharp aura erupting from the battlefield.
Is that... sword qi?
Commander Zhou, who had remained calm, showed a flicker of alarm. âThis is bad. His Highness is in danger!â
Without hesitation, he dashed forward.
***
Roar!!!
The fire dragon bellowed again, now a mere few chi away from Gu Han. Gu Hanâs hair and clothes ignited.
Unfazed, Gu Han channeled his full power into his sword. âAll flairs, with no substance! Youâre still unimpressive.â
He swung his sword down toward the fire dragon, and five streaks of light flashedâthe Great Evolution Sword Qi. The intertwined sword qi was incomparably sharp. It tore through the mighty fire dragon, shooting straight for Jiang Hongâs forehead.
Jiang Hongâs face paled in disbelief. âImpossible!â
A sense of danger gripped his heart.
Am I going to die?
Just before the blow could reach him, a figure appeared before him, grabbing the streak of light before crushing it in his palm.
A commanding voice echoed in everyoneâs ears. âEnough! The match ends here.â
It was Commander Zhou. With a sweep of his sleeve, the dust cleared, revealing Gu Han and Jiang Hong once more.
The crowd was bewildered.
âItâs over?â
âThen... who won?â
âIdiots, use your eyes! That guyâs hair and clothes are burned. Heâs a mess. Does that look like a winner?â
âExactly! His Highness is so strong. How could he lose?â
Listening to the chatter, Jiang Feng grew worried and hurried over. âBrother Gu, are you alright?â
The fatty sauntered over leisurely.
âThereâs nothing to worry about! You should be asking if that redheadâs okay. Thatâs it? âFire Spirit Physiqueâ, âPeerless Geniusâ my ass.â He then glanced at Gu Han. âHad it been me fighting him, I wouldnât have looked so pathetic.â
The fatty stiffened. â
Cough...
Thatâs a nice sword youâve got there. Let me take a look...â
Ignoring him, Gu Han turned to Jiang Hong, who wore a dazed expression. âAre you convinced now?â
The crowdâs hearts skipped a beat.
What does that mean...? Wasnât the eldest prince the winner?
Commander Zhou frowned. âEnough! This matter ends here! Thereâs no need for further matches!â
Gu Han wasnât surprised. âNo more? What about the promised reward...â
âSomeone will take you to the armory to choose later!â
Gu han grinned. âGood!â
Although he had no use for a low-grade Earth-tier technique, selling it could still fetch him a good sum of essence crystals.
Then, he seemed to recall something. âOh, right! What about the supreme-grade spirit artifact you promised? You arenât going back on your word, are you?â
He understood that with so many eyes watching, heâd have no chance to kill Jiang Hong. As such, he didnât dwell on Commander Zhouâs intervention. Still, when it came to his rightful rewards, he was meticulous.
Jiang Hong forced out the words through gritted teeth. âI wonât!â
It was over. The crowd needed no further explanation. Their invincible eldest prince had suffered an utter defeat. Even Commander Zhou had to step in to salvage his dignity.
For a moment, the spectators stood dejected, their hearts in turmoil. It was as if Gu Hanâs sword hadnât just defeated Jiang Hong, but also shattered their faith.
In the distance, Liu Tong murmured in disbelief, âCousin... Junior Sister, you said he was nobody special. So why... why did my cousin lose to him...?â
Liu Ying remained silent. The bitterness in her heart was hers alone to bear.
He must not be allowed to live!
Nearby, Yu Huaâs face was expressionless, but the killing intent in his eyes was unmistakable.
Seeing the crowdâs morale plummet, Commander Zhou frowned deeply. âEnough! This matterâ
Hm?
Who dares trespass into our Martial Academy?â
Mid-sentence, his expression turned frosty as he stared into the distance. A figure approached rapidly, soon appearing before the crowd.
Commander Zhou demanded an answer. âWho are you? How dare youââ
âManager Murong sent me!â The words cut Commander Zhou off abruptly.
Recognizing the newcomer, Gu Hanâs heart sank. âSteward Qian? Why are you here?â
Qian Liu was in a hurry. âYoung Friend, that girl, Ah Sha, sheâs in trouble!â
The usually unfazed Gu Han turned ashen as his voice trembled. âWhat?! Sheâ! Never mind! Iâll go see her!â
Without another word, he sprinted off. Qian Liu followed without sparing the others another glance.
The fatty clicked his tongue. â
Tsk tsk.
Whoâs this guy, acting so high and mighty?â
Mei Yun panicked, pulling him aside to explain in a hushed tone, âBe careful with your words!â
The fatty scoffed.
The Murong family? If itâs about backing, I fear no one!
Jiang Feng frowned deeply.
What could have happened to Ah Sha...?
***
Commander Zhou turned to Jiang Hong, who seemed lost in thought. âYour Highness, youââ
Jiang Hong suddenly said, his eyes burning with resentment. âI need to find Uncle Du!â
Commander Zhou was shocked. âElder Du?â
âThis is a secret, but he arrived in the capital a few days ago.â
âWhat? Elder Du is here? Why? The capital is nothing to him...â
Jiang Hong shook his head. âIt was Masterâs arrangement. I canât say more. After leaving the academy, Iâll ask him for pills to break through to the Essence Gathering realm. The academy trials are set in half a month. Iâll reclaim my lost pride.â
Losing to Gu Han had cost him dearly, both in reputation and pride. Regaining control of the Martial Academy would be far harder now. The only way to restore his dignity was to have a rematch with Gu Han in front of everyone, defeat, or even kill him.
Commander Zhou hesitated, choosing not to say anything. No one noticed that the hand he had used to block Gu Hanâs sword qi had been reduced to a mangled, bloody mess. Only he knew how terrifying Gu Hanâs true strength was with the Supreme Stage.
He didnât hold much hope for Jiang Hong.
***
In the distance, Elders Wu and Feng exchanged glances, delighted by Jiang Hongâs defeat. Defeating the eldest prince, achieving the Supreme Stage, and possessing extraordinary sword skills were such an extraordinary talent! That young man wasnât just Mei Yunâs treasure, but the whole Martial Academyâs treasure.
âThis kid has a bright future!â
âIndeed! With him here, itâs a win for our academy!â
â
Hehe,
it wonât be a stretch to say he can even stand against that prodigy from Great Chu!â
âAbsolutely! But is placing him under Mei Yun a bit reckless?â
Their hearts sank. In their desperation, they even considered breaking academy rules to take Gu Han from Mei Yun. After all, the man was notorious for being The Jinx. What if he dragged this once-in-a-generation genius down with him?
At the same time, in a corner of the academy, the old janitor picked up his broom and resumed sweeping leaves.
He chuckled. âInteresting kid. What a pity youâre not the one I need.â
***
In the heaven-class room, Murong Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, lost in thought.
This is strange... Too strange!
Just then, the barrier rippled. Gu Han had returned in record time. âAh Sha!â
At the sight before him, his heart turned to ice.