Gu Fei defeated Lei Ao so easily, and when Lei Ao''s body fell heavily onto the stage, everyone still found it hard to believe, and they all stared at the scene in shock.
Originally, Lei Ao had the strength to compete with Gu Fei, but why was it that in just a short hour, Lei Ao was already not even able to withstand a single blow from Gu Fei?
Amongst the disciples of the younger generation, no one understood what was happening, all of them were confused, looking at Gu Fei who was jumping down the stage, many of their eyes revealed fear.
The disciples of the younger generation had long heard that Branch Vein of Green Spirit Peak was an unusual type of Taixuan Sect, and indeed, it did not come from nowhere. There were no mana fluctuations, and without using any Tao techniques, he was able to consecutively defeat two outstanding successors of Green Cloud Peak.
The path of martial arts, had long since declined in terms of Soaring Dragon Continent and the meaning of martial dao had long been lost in the endless river of time. Although in the ordinary world, there are still many Warrior s, those who walk in the martial arts world, in front of the cultivators, are just like ants in front of their eyes, simply unranked.
No one understood the profound meaning of a true martial art, and no one had ever seen a real Battle Skill of Martial Art.
It was because they did not understand the path of martial arts that they respected it. It was because they were ignorant that they were afraid. Humans tend to have an attitude of awe towards the unknown.
Gu Fei ignored the gazes of the onlookers as he jumped down the stage and walked out. The people in front of him immediately stepped aside and made way for him.
Just then, a few disciples from the Green Cloud Peak Faction jumped onto the stage and carried the unconscious Lei Ao off the stage. Below the arena, Danyang''s face was terrifyingly dark, as if he was going to cry at any moment.
Looking at Gu Fei''s figure disappearing into the distance, his eyes flashed with a bright light.
Right at the same time, Gu Fei seemed to have sensed Daoist Dan Yang''s gaze. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around abruptly, and his eyes flashed as he swept his gaze across the crowd behind him.
All of the disciples of the younger generation who were being stared at by Gu Fei were intimidated by the vicious gaze that was emitted from Gu Fei''s eyes. Their entire bodies turned cold and they felt as if they were being stared at by a ferocious Beast, causing their hearts to palpitate.
Finally, Gu Fei''s gaze landed on Daoist Dan Yang, but at this time, Daoist Dan Yang had already stopped looking at Gu Fei, and bent down to look at the unconscious Lei Ao, who was carried by a group of disciples to the front.
"Just now, I felt a dangerous aura emanating from behind me. Could it be him?" Gu Fei turned and walked out of the plaza.
With his breakthrough, his spiritual sense had become much stronger as well. When that Daoist Danyang showed hostility towards him, his sharp spiritual sense immediately noticed something strange coming from behind him.
However, that Danyang Daoist was a cultivator of the Mortal Separating realm after all. Although Gu Fei felt that something was amiss, he could not be sure who was behind him in that instant.
He just broke through to the realm of the Eighth Layer, so he needs to calm down and meditate over it for a while to consolidate his Eighth Layer realm and stabilize it.
Thus, he walked out of the plaza and sat cross-legged under a large tree at the side of the plaza with his eyes closed in meditation. However, he didn''t dare to fully immerse himself in cultivation. Instead, he indistinctly let out a trace of spiritual will, paying attention to the surroundings.
Although no one dared to harm him under the Sect Master''s watch, it was still not bad to be careful.
When Gu Fei came down from the stage, Zhao Zirou originally wanted to go up, but coincidentally, it was her turn, so Zhao Zirou could only jump up onto the eighth stage.
On the plaza, on the nine arenas and the other eight seats, the eight pairs of young disciples were fighting to the point where it was hard to distinguish between the two.
The second round of the competition had already reached the white-hot stage. With the exception of the few disciples who had overwhelming strength, the rest of the disciples were only worth half of the competition.
Stage Eight, Purple Bamboo Peak Disciple Zhao Zirou, against Taixuan Peak Disciple Zi Yu. Because of this match, there was that bloodline''s outstanding disciple, Zi Yu, on stage. As a result, he also attracted the gazes of many disciples from other branches.
Zi Yu, an elegant and beautiful youth, had a handsome face that even women would be ashamed of. He could be called a perfect youth, but the softness of his body caused him to lose the masculinity that a man should have.
This was one of Zi Yu''s flaws, a man who was as delicate as a woman. If he were to change into a woman''s outfit, she would definitely be a devastatingly beautiful beauty. No one would be able to tell that he was actually a man.
When the Black Tortoise Seal appeared, the eighth stage was immediately filled with water vapor. A powerful aura surged out, and the water elemental energy was like a torrential wave, sweeping towards Zi Yu.
Facing an outstanding disciple from the Sect Master bloodline, Zhao Zirou had immediately brought out the Purple Bamboo Peak bloodline''s great treasure. It was all because Zi Yu''s cultivation was much, much higher than Zhao Zirou''s.
Zhao Zirou''s cultivation is currently at the peak of the Sixth Layer and although she did not use her full strength during yesterday''s competition, based on her conservative estimates, she should still be around the peak of the Seventh Layer.
In the second match yesterday, Zhao Zirou was defeated by the disciple of the Tongtian peak, Song Ruochen.
Although Song Ruochen''s victory was a little tricky, it was sufficient to show that cultivators with Seventh Layer still had an overwhelming advantage over cultivators with Sixth Layer who controlled precious treasures.
After a night of rest, Zhao Zirou was full of energy.
The Black Tortoise Seal quickly enlarged and turned into the size of a small mountain, smashing straight towards Zi Yu. It imprinted a mighty wave of water force onto the stage, causing the surrounding area to seem as if water waves were truly everywhere, the water force seemed to have turned into a tangible object, like a vast ocean wave smashing onto the stage, enveloping Zi Yu from all directions.
This was the extraordinary power of the Black Tortoise Seal, and this was not the true power of this treasure. If the Black Tortoise Seal truly displayed its full power, it would be unknown just how terrifying of a scene it would be.
"Rumble …" The blue energy that filled the sky poured down like waves of water, as if there were thousands of horses and soldiers galloping, or as if there was a raging sea surging and roiling.
Facing such a ferocious attack, the corner of Zi Yu''s mouth suddenly raised, revealing a trace of a smile. After that, he calmly smashed his palm towards the Black Tortoise Seal that was smashing down.
Powerful mana fluctuations suddenly surged out of Zi Yu''s body as a dark green palm rose into the air, breaking through the heavy aqua blue waves that swept down, and directly imprinted onto the mountain-sized white jade seal.