Chapter 6

This guy, after his martial soul was extracted, had his cultivation stagnate at the Qi Wheel Realm First Stage for a whole year. How could he knock down someone at the Qi Wheel Realm Fourth Stage at this moment?

Could it be that he has already advanced to the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage?

But in just one year, to advance from the Qi Wheel Realm First Stage to the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage, how could that be possible?

It is said that in the Heavenly Martial Continent, such a person might not even appear in a hundred years.

How could Zheng Shiyi advance from the Qi Wheel Realm First Stage to the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage in just one year?

Could it be that after his martial soul was extracted, his strength didn't fall to the Qi Wheel Realm First Stage but rather to the Qi Wheel Realm Fourth Stage?

He must have hidden his strength to avoid being targeted for revenge by Zheng Ping and others.

Thinking about how Zheng Shiyi's martial soul was extracted because he was too outstanding, and Zheng Song, Zheng Ping's brother, out of envy and jealousy, informed the genius of the ancestral land, leading to the extraction of his martial soul, everyone understood that Zheng Shiyi must have hidden his strength to defeat his opponent.

When they looked at Zheng Shiyi again, their expressions changed.

For a moment, they even speculated whether Zheng Shiyi's hidden strength might pose a threat to Zheng Ping.

Unconsciously, their gazes turned to Zheng Ping.

They wanted to see what expression Zheng Ping would have after learning that Zheng Shiyi had hidden his strength.

"Looks like you need to return the money to the buyer," Zheng Shiyi said coldly, looking at Zheng Qing, who was still spitting blood below the stage. "With your abilities, you even dare to take money? Fool!"

Zheng Qing struggled to get up but found that his entire arm had been shattered by the Thunder Strike!

Zheng Ping, with his eyes narrowed, remained calm, a calmness like an ancient well without ripples. A mocking smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "The Pulse Burning Pill is indeed a good thing, allowing a waste to gain the strength to defeat someone at the Qi Wheel Realm Fourth Stage."

"Since that's the case, I'll directly let him enter the finals. I want him to know that when a genius falls from the clouds to the mud and becomes a waste, he will forever remain a toad in the mud, trampled underfoot by others."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zheng Ping maintained his high and mighty calm and said to the other qualifiers, "You should forfeit."

"Forfeit?"

The two were taken aback. They had both reached the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage and were confident they could easily advance to the third round.

What did Zheng Ping mean by asking them to forfeit?

With doubt in their hearts, they followed Zheng Ping's gaze.

When they saw that Zheng Ping was looking at none other than Zheng Shiyi, they immediately understood his meaning. If they didn't forfeit now, then this younger brother of Zheng Song would likely not just be in a simple martial arts competition!

"We forfeit..." the two raised their hands helplessly.

"Forfeit?"

The onlookers looked at the two with raised arms, full of doubt.

At the moment their voices rose, another voice from a different direction echoed, "We also forfeit!"

"They also forfeited?"

Including Zheng Shiyi and Zheng Ping, six people had advanced to the second round.

Now, with four people choosing to forfeit, only Zheng Shiyi and Zheng Ping remained.

The crowd immediately understood Zheng Ping's intention and began to shout.

"Zheng Shiyi is finished!"

"Zheng Ping entered the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage a year ago and has been cultivating for another year. His cultivation must have grown even more!"

"Zheng Shiyi daring to provoke him is truly courting death..."

"It seems there will be a fatality today..."

Amid the whispers of the crowd, Zheng Shiyi slowly walked onto the stage.

Zheng Shiyi's appearance surprised Zheng Ping, who said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to dare come up."

"Why shouldn't I?" Zheng Shiyi's face carried a mocking smile. He spread his arms and looked around the stage, his face showing a bold confidence: "This place originally belongs to me."

"Yours?" Zheng Ping's smile carried a mocking tone: "Last year, it belonged to my brother, and this year, it naturally belongs to me."

"Belongs to your brother?" Zheng Shiyi looked at Zheng Ping as if he were telling a joke: "If Zheng Song hadn't used those despicable means last year, he would still be here this year."

"You..."

Zheng Ping's face turned extremely ugly. Being accused of betraying a family member was like being slapped in the face.

The onlookers shook their heads in regret, knowing that Zheng Shiyi's words were enough to make Zheng Ping kill him. Why provoke him so?

Just as they sensed something was wrong, a cold expression appeared on Zheng Ping's face, and he said, "Do you think that by entering the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage, you can become the first in the clan competition? Look at my cultivation!"

Zheng Ping suddenly extended his arms, and a powerful aura that almost knocked over the audience below the stage burst out from his body.

"Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage! Zheng Ping has actually entered the Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage!"

The aura Zheng Ping released instantly made the pupils of the clan members contract. The elders on the stands sat up straight, their eyes shining with surprise!

In the eyes of the clan members, Zheng Ping had entered the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage a year ago. Even if he had worked hard, it was impossible for him to enter the Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage.

But what no one expected was that he had actually entered the Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage!

In an instant, the way people looked at Zheng Ping changed.

If Zheng Ping were at the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage, Zheng Shiyi might still have a chance to defeat him. But with Zheng Ping at the Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage, Zheng Shiyi's chances of victory were virtually zero.

The gap between the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage and the Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage was not just a little!

Zheng Ping rubbed his fists and said mockingly, "Didn't you learn the Thunder Strike? I'll use the Thunder Strike against you! I want you to know how great the gap is between a genius and a waste."

"Thunder Slash!"

His roar was like thunder, his body like a dragon!

Four explosive sounds rang out from Zheng Ping's palm, the sound of thunder echoing throughout the stage!

Zheng Xuan's face showed a satisfied smile. This strike would definitely send Zheng Shiyi flying!

Under his watchful eye, his fist, carrying the strength of four oxen, accurately struck Zheng Shiyi's fist.

At the moment their fists collided, a series of even more powerful "bangs" suddenly came from Zheng Shiyi's fist.

Five Thunder Sounds!

The overwhelming force of the Thunder Sounds hit Zheng Ping's palm, instantly pushing him back, his entire arm feeling as if it were pierced by needles and cut by knives.

Zheng Ping took ten steps back, looking at Zheng Shiyi, who had not moved an inch, his eyes full of surprise, "How is this possible!"

This common expression of surprise truly reflected Zheng Ping's and almost everyone else's feelings at the moment.

He was at the Qi Wheel Realm Sixth Stage, while Zheng Shiyi, at most, was at the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage.

Even if Zheng Shiyi used all his strength, he shouldn't have been able to push him back at all!

But what he couldn't have imagined was that Zheng Shiyi had cultivated the Thunder Strike to the level of five thunder sounds!

Nine Thunder Strikes! One sound, a thousand pounds!

"Could it be that the Pulse Burning Pill not only improves cultivation but also enhances martial techniques?"

Zheng Ping couldn't understand. He had worked hard to cultivate the Thunder Strike, but he had only managed to reach the level of four sounds.

How could this waste, Zheng Shiyi, cultivate the Thunder Strike to this level? It must be the effect of the Pulse Burning Pill!

But even if the Pulse Burning Pill had this effect, so what? A surge of confidence rose in Zheng Ping's chest. On my path of martial arts, you, Zheng Shiyi, are not even a stumbling block! Watch me crush you!

Zheng Ping instantly stabilized himself, stomped his foot, and a powerful force suddenly shook the ground, a giant bear's shadow appearing behind him!

"Bear Martial Soul!"

With his roar, his foot sank into the ground.

"Martial Soul!"

"Heaven! Zheng Ping actually has a martial soul!"

"Zheng Shiyi is dead this time..."

The exclamations of the onlookers rose and fell, making Zheng Xuan's smile even wider. Next, the clan would enter the era dominated by his lineage!

The Bear Martial Soul can instantly increase a cultivator's strength and defense.

If Zheng Ping could only exert the strength of six oxen with one punch earlier, now he could exert the strength of seven oxen with one punch.

One can only exert the strength of seven oxen at the Qi Wheel Realm Seventh Stage. Zheng Xuan didn't believe that Zheng Shiyi could exert the strength of seven oxen!

With his strength greatly increased, every step he took made the ground rumble.

From a distance, his figure looked like a massive black bear.

A large goose flying high in the sky was probably stunned by the rumbling of his steps and almost fell from the sky.

Looking at the greatly strengthened Zheng Ping, the audience was so shocked they couldn't speak.

With his current state, Zheng Ping was confident he could even compete with someone at the Qi Wheel Realm Seventh Stage!

As he walked step by step toward Zheng Shiyi, the ground beneath him was left in a mess.

"Waste, die!"

With his Bear Martial Soul released, his veins bulging, he swung his fist, the powerful force causing the air to vibrate and emit a whistling sound.

Zheng Shiyi calmly watched the incoming fist. At this moment, his soul seed was like a drum on the battlefield, beating with varying intensity, searching for the true rhythm of the Thunder Strike.

The Thunder Strike from the Bear Martial Soul arrived in an instant, the fierce wind from the punch making Zheng Shiyi's hair fly. He suddenly took a half-step forward, his right arm pulling up from his left side, transforming into a sword and slashing at the incoming punch.

The Thunder Strike, swift as a thunderbolt, exploded with a series of sounds!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

At the moment their fists collided, a series of increasingly loud sounds came from Zheng Shiyi's palm, the last one like a thunderclap.

Although the release of the martial soul made Zheng Ping's strike comparable to that of someone at the Qi Wheel Realm Seventh Stage, he was not actually at the Qi Wheel Realm Seventh Stage!

Although Zheng Shiyi was only at the Qi Wheel Realm Fifth Stage, with the seven thunder sounds, he could match Zheng Ping's strike with his martial soul!

When their fists collided, Zheng Ping was directly shaken, and he retreated to the edge of the stage, half of his body feeling numb and unable to exert any strength. He inwardly sighed in relief, thankful that he had stabilized himself in time, or he would have fallen and lost completely.

But at that moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him, and a cold voice said, "Only a genius can cultivate the Thunder Strike to the level of four thunder sounds?"

The raised palm, like a thunderbolt from the sky, viciously slashed through the air, making a series of explosive sounds, and struck Zheng Ping!

In danger, Zheng Ping hurriedly raised his arms to cross them above his head, hard-pressing the Thunder Slash. The force of the collision made him feel as if his arms had really broken! His shoulders felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer...

Snap! Zheng Ping soon heard the sound of his arms breaking, his legs becoming weak, and his chest churning. As he spat out blood, he fell off the stage.

Zheng Shiyi panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead, his face carrying a smile, but with a mocking tone: "The gap between a genius and a waste... now you... should really understand, right?"