Chapter 46

"Want to humiliate me on the stage? Then you must be prepared to be crushed." Gu Fei was enveloped in a purple flame, and the fierce aura emanating from his body made people's hearts tremble.

He held Dongfang Chen by the neck, lifting him up. His long hair moved without wind, and his eyes shot out two sharp, blade-like gazes that illuminated Dongfang Chen's face, which showed no expression.

Just now, the thousands of crescent-shaped golden blades had slashed at Gu Fei, though they did not cut his skin, his clothes were already torn into shreds hanging on his body.

"Cough, cough!" Dongfang Chen, with his throat gripped, his handsome face immediately turned purple. He was not willing to accept defeat, and in a moment, all the remaining magic power in his body surged to his right index and middle fingers, and a golden light immediately burst from his fingertips.

"Shh!" Dongfang Chen used his fingers like a sword, the golden light on his fingers burst out, piercing through the void, and fiercely stabbed at Gu Fei's throat.

"Hmph!" Gu Fei did not dodge or avoid, and the disdain in his eyes was unmasked. Dongfang Chen's right index and middle fingers stabbed at Gu Fei's throat in a flash.

But at the moment of the stab, Dongfang Chen felt as if he was stabbing a piece of extremely hard steel. A light "crack" sound was heard, and his finger bones were instantly shattered by the rebounding force.

Gu Fei, who was fully using the Body Transformation Technique, had the essence of the short rod that had been fused into his body spread throughout his body, giving him the characteristics of the short rod. Even the Golden Moon Wheel, the treasure of the Biyun Peak lineage, could not cut through his skin, let alone a mere sword finger.

"Do you admit defeat? Will you bow down?" Gu Fei would never show mercy to those who caused him trouble, even on the stage, he wanted Dongfang Chen to bow down and admit defeat in front of him.

"Spit!" Dongfang Chen, upon hearing this, spat a mouthful of blood mixed with saliva at Gu Fei. The saliva that splattered towards Gu Fei did not even get close to him; the purple aura surrounding his body repelled it.

"Very well!" Gu Fei suddenly smiled, then punched Dongfang Chen's abdomen. The golden armor Dongfang Chen was wearing immediately flashed with golden light due to the powerful punch, and a faint fist mark appeared where he was hit.

"Ah!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Dongfang Chen's face was extremely distorted, clearly indicating that the punch had caused him great shock, aggravating his injuries.

The disciples watching from below the stage were all shocked by how Gu Fei treated Dongfang Chen. They were also stunned, as this Gu Fei was really daring, disgracing the Biyun Peak lineage!

Xuantian Daoist, the leader of the Tai Xuan Sect, and the other seven lineage leaders, who were seated on the steps in front of the Tai Xuan Hall, all frowned. Gu Fei's actions seemed a bit excessive.

Especially Xuanfa Daoist of Biyun Peak, whose face had turned dark, as if it could drip water. The most outstanding young expert of Biyun Peak had been so humiliated, and the entire Biyun Peak lineage was furious.

"Stop it!"

The disciples of the Biyun Peak lineage watching from below the stage immediately shouted, and some even stepped forward, ready to intervene.

"Let it be, Gu Fei, don't go too far." Dan Yang Daoist, Dongfang Chen's master, said fiercely, his eyes blazing with anger as he looked at Gu Fei.

At this moment, the Golden Moon Wheel, the treasure of the Biyun Peak lineage, which had been knocked away by Gu Fei's punch, was retrieved by Dan Yang Daoist using his Daoist powers.

"Hmph! This is on the stage. If Dongfang Chen doesn't admit defeat, I will beat him until he does." Gu Fei gave no face to Dan Yang Daoist, continuing to hold Dongfang Chen by the neck, lifting him like a chicken ready for slaughter, and repeatedly punching him, making the golden armor on his body flash with light.

"Gu Fei is too arrogant." Li Lingfeng frowned, knowing that offending the Biyun Peak lineage would bring no benefits to Gu Fei and would make many enemies.

In front of so many fellow disciples, treating Dongfang Chen like this, the Dongfang family would not let it go easily. They might not dare to do anything openly to Gu Fei, but they would definitely not let him off in secret.

The Dongfang family was a powerful force within the Qi State of Tenglong Continent. If Gu Fei were to leave the mountain in the future, it would be difficult to avoid the Dongfang family's retaliation.

"Do you admit defeat? Do you submit?" Gu Fei repeatedly shouted, and with each word, he punched Dongfang Chen, making him spit out blood.

Dan Yang Daoist, seeing his disciple being beaten to the point of spitting blood, was both shocked and angry. In his eagerness to save his disciple, he shouted at Gu Fei on the stage, "We admit defeat, we admit defeat, stop it!"

The disciples watching around the stage were all shocked by this scene. Gu Fei was truly audacious, treating the disciples of the Biyun Peak lineage like this.

The disciples of the Biyun Peak lineage all had angry faces, and some were even shouting curses at Gu Fei on the stage.

After hearing Dan Yang Daoist's words, Gu Fei looked at Dongfang Chen, who, though weakened, was still holding on, not letting himself pass out.

"Dongfang Chen, consider yourself lucky!" Gu Fei brought Dongfang Chen to the front and whispered in his ear.

Dongfang Chen, breathing heavily, his whole body trembling with anger, was a pampered child from a cultivation family, used to getting whatever he wanted. Even his defeat by Lin Xuer of the Shangqing Sect a year ago did not make him feel as humiliated as this defeat by Gu Fei.

He was a proud and arrogant person. As a young genius from a prestigious family, with considerable strength at a young age, he had every reason to be arrogant.

He was now filled with shame and anger, hating Gu Fei to the core, and determined to make him pay in the future.

Gu Fei, however, did not care. With a forceful push of his right hand, he threw Dongfang Chen off the stage. The brilliant purple aura around his body gradually faded and was reabsorbed into his body.

Dan Yang Daoist quickly leaped forward, catching Dongfang Chen as he fell from the stage, casting a vicious glance at Gu Fei on the stage, and then turned and carried Dongfang Chen away without a word.

The shock of Gu Fei's battle with Dongfang Chen in the Tai Xuan Sect was immense. The Cui Ling Peak lineage had produced a disciple like Gu Fei, with astonishing combat strength, who had consecutively defeated the outstanding disciple Li Hao of the Shaoyang Peak lineage and the young expert Dongfang Chen of the Biyun Peak, advancing to the second round with two victories.

It seemed that among the top ten young experts of the Nine Lineages, Gu Fei had already secured a place. Dongfang Chen, who was second only to the eldest disciple Li Lingfeng among the Nine Lineages, had been defeated, and among the young generation of the Nine Lineages, only the eldest disciple Li Lingfeng could match Gu Fei.

As the crowd whispered, Gu Fei jumped down from the stage. As he passed, the disciples made way for him, and all the young disciples felt a sense of awe towards Gu Fei.

At this moment, Gu Fei was not feeling well. The Body Transformation Technique was not yet fully mastered, and the intense use of it had injured his blood, flesh, and bones with the essence of the short rod in his body. If one looked closely, one could see that Gu Fei's pores were oozing a bit of blood-tinged sweat.

Gu Fei went straight to a large tree outside the square, sat down cross-legged, and mobilized the abundant essence in his body to vibrate his muscles, blood, and bones, repairing the damaged areas.

Zhao Zirou, seeing Gu Fei's victory, wanted to come over to congratulate him, but seeing him sitting under the tree like a meditating monk, she withdrew her foot.

Gu Fei was cultivating to restore his consumed energy, and it was not appropriate for Zhao Zirou to disturb him at this time.

With his eyes closed, the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with Gu Fei. The sounds of the square were all blocked out by his ears, and he remained unmoved.

With a single-minded focus, fully immersed in cultivation, undisturbed by external things, this was Gu Fei's way of cultivation. He put his thoughts into action, maintaining a pure and innocent heart.

Fully concentrating on his cultivation to heal his injuries, Gu Fei's body quickly recovered. The blood and impurities in his flesh were expelled through his pores.