Martial Master

"Didn’t expect this woman to be so strong? Even Zuo Feng was defeated by her?"

"No wonder she was so arrogant just now; she indeed has some skill."

"However, she is lucky not to have encountered a true expert. Though Zuo Feng's strength is decent, he is not considered top-tier in our Xuanzhou, and it’s not impossible for him to make mistakes."

"That’s true, in the next round, that You Qianxue might not have it so easy."

"Hehe, just wait and see."

The crowd discussed, with both surprise and disdain.

It was only the first round of the arena competition, which didn't represent much.

At this time, the first genius of the five nations, You Wenfeng, was selected for the stage.

After being baptized by the Heavenly Dao Divine Light, You Wenfeng's cultivation unexpectedly broke through from the mid-Mystic Level to the late-Mystic Level, making him the only contestant in the arena with late-Mystic Level strength among the five nations.

His opponent was a peak late-Mystic Level martial artist from the Dawei Dynasty.

"You are not my opponent."

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, You Wenfeng spoke indifferently.

"Arrogant."

The Dawei Dynasty genius was momentarily stunned and then furious.

It had always been their Dawei Dynasty mocking the martial artists of the five nations; when did the contestants from the five nations get to mock them?

"Late-Mystic Level, huh? Hmph, I'll make you understand that in the face of absolute strength, the difference in rank means nothing."

With a roar, the Dawei Dynasty genius charged forward fiercely, launching an attack that was sharp to the extreme.

Boom!

In an instant, the arena erupted with booming sounds as the two quickly engaged in an intense battle.

"Mm? This You Wenfeng is not simple!"

A glance over, and Qin Chen's eyes flickered slightly.

The Dawei Dynasty genius was indeed arrogant for a reason; under equal cultivation, the techniques and martial skills cultivated by Xuanzhou geniuses were generally far more terrifying and powerful than those of disciples from the five nations.

Thus, they could easily defeat opponents of higher ranks.

However, at this moment, as You Wenfeng fought with that Xuanzhou disciple, he showed no signs of weakness, indicating that the techniques he practiced were also extraordinary.

"From this perspective, You Wenfeng should win this match quite easily."

Qin Chen, with his keen insight, could immediately see the hints.

On the stage, You Wenfeng's fist techniques were broad and powerful, while his opponent's palm techniques were strange and unpredictable. On the surface, it seemed evenly matched, but over time, You Wenfeng's advantage would grow larger, gradually taking control of the arena.

At that time, his opponent would only become more disadvantaged.

"You brat, so it seems you truly have some skill. No wonder you are so arrogant!"

Seeing that he could not take down You Wenfeng, the Xuanzhou genius became anxious, his face reddening and expression turning ferocious.

"Ten Thousand Shadow Heavenly Scripture!"

The Xuanzhou genius let out a furious shout, and a massive amount of black light erupted from his body, ultimately merging with his hands, producing layers of overlapping black palm shadows that poured out like a torrent.

In that instant, his attack power greatly increased, at least by fifty percent.

Amidst the sea of palm shadows, You Wenfeng remained calm, stepping back steadily, continuously swinging his fists to wear down his opponent's onslaught.

"Damn it, be destroyed!"

With his strongest trump card failing to achieve the desired effect, the Xuanzhou genius, in a fit of rage, went on a frenzied assault, completely losing the rhythm he had earlier.

"You Wenfeng is about to win." Shaking his head, Lin Xiao sighed softly.

Indeed, the previously steady You Wenfeng, seeing that his opponent had lost rhythm, his eyes flashed with sharpness as he seized the moment, first shattering his opponent's disordered attack with a punch, then breaking through his protective true energy with a second punch, and finally sending him flying with a third punch, securing victory in the match.