Chapter Nineteen: The Unyielding Young Man

  Unyielding Youth

  Feeling the countless hateful gazes fixed on him, Zhou Yuan knew that this time, he had unintentionally offended many people again. However, Zhou Yuan had never been afraid of provocation.

  Zhou Yuan turned his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the crowd. At the same time, a strong killing aura emanated from him. The young men who had been eyeing Zhou Yuan with hostility felt their hearts racing as if they had been drenched in ice water.

  These young men all lowered their heads and didn't dare exchange glances with Zhou Yuan again.

  The competition is still ongoing, with 13 people remaining. It will soon come to an end. Among them, Feng Ao Xue Lun has directly advanced, leaving only seven people behind. This time it's a 7-choose-4 selection for the top four, and one person will still be exempt from competing.

  The new lottery is coming soon, and what makes everyone stunned is that in this round, Feng Ao Xue still made it to the top 4 directly.

  Feeling the distrustful gaze of everyone around her, Feng Ao Xue's face turned red as she waved her fist and said, "What are you looking at? Little lady is just lucky, what can I do?"

  No one paid attention to her, everyone's eyes were fixed on the next six people, wondering how they would be allocated.

  "The other three pairs are as follows: Zhou Yuan vs. Yan Changfeng, Zhou Chaofan vs. Zhou Baichuan, Li Shuiyi vs. Qin Fen!!!"

  Upon hearing this news, everyone was disappointed. The most anticipated Zhou Yuan versus Zhou Chao Fan did not happen. It is unknown whether it was a coincidence or the result of three elders secretly manipulating things behind the scenes.

  The semi-finals were held in the afternoon, and as the competition progressed to its final stages, it became increasingly thrilling. The seven remaining individuals were all strong contenders with a high level of spiritual inspiration, and Zhou Chaofan was an expert at the level of magical mastery. Nobody wanted to miss this exciting contest, so after lunch, everyone arrived outside the martial arts arena.

  Even though they knew the match wouldn't start for another hour, everyone was getting impatient.

  After a while, seven people arrived one after another, and the first match was Zhou Yuan against Yan Changfeng!!!

  Yan Changfeng was a person that Zhou Yuan had also heard of, he was a direct disciple of Gui Mian Xiu Luo, who worshipped the Ghost Face Xiu Luo. The Ghost Face Xiu Luo was a unique deity, normally not interacting with anyone, always closing his doors to cultivate alone. Moreover, his temper was notorious for being extremely bad, and would fight at the slightest provocation, he was a very violent person.

  Yan Changfeng was the only disciple of Guimian Xiuluo. In front of outsiders, Guimian Xiuluo had a violent temper and was difficult to get along with. However, towards his only disciple Yan Changfeng, he treated him like his own son, trusting him wholeheartedly and teaching him all his kung fu skills personally. If not for Yan Changfeng's disagreement, Guimian Xiuluo would have likely directly promoted him to the realm of magic, just like Zhou Chaofan.

  There are rumors from outside that Yan Changfeng is the illegitimate child of Gui Mian's cultivation, but this news has no evidence to prove it.

  Yan Changfeng is not an ordinary character, he doesn't have a temper like his master Gui Mian Xiu Luo, on the contrary, he handles things smoothly and steadily, among the three generations of disciples, he has the best relationships with others.

  Yan Changfeng stepped into the arena a step ahead of Zhou Yuan, and upon seeing Zhou Yuan approach, Yan Changfeng cupped his hands in greeting, "The match is just a friendly exchange, please don't hold back, Brother Zhou!!! Let's stop at the first point, shall we!!!"

  Zhou Yuan nodded, "Brother Yan's reputation is like thunder in my ears, I'm not even done socializing with you yet, how could I bear to use heavy hands and ruin the harmony?"

  The two can be said to have reached a gentleman's agreement.

  "Let's get started!!" Zhou Yuandao.

  Yan Changfeng nodded and immediately strode over.

  As soon as Zhou Yuan saw Yan Changfeng rushing over, he felt a different kind of feeling, like being placed on a battlefield with millions of people fighting, the killing intent was rising, and there was even a feeling of corpses scattered all over the ground.

  This is the characteristic of Kishin's technique, cruel, bloodthirsty, and intense to the extreme.

  "Good move, indeed worthy of being the best among the three generations of disciples!!!" Zhou Yuan secretly praised, at the same time, he was about to take action. He saw his fist techniques surging, his footsteps were like a spider treading on water, continuously moving and striking.

  Yan Changfeng's boxing, gloomy and murderous, while Zhou Yuan's Wild Bull Great Strength Technique is extremely masculine and powerful, with a feeling of opening mountains and splitting rocks between its grand openings and closings.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

  The two men exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, each punch without any fancy moves, just a hard fight of strength, a hard fight of their own vital energy and physical strength.

  Although the two men were fierce in their movements, they both knew that they had left some room for maneuver and had not used lethal force. Even if one of them was defeated, he would not be seriously injured, at most losing his fighting strength due to pain.

  Bang!!!

  At last, after a long time of confrontation, the outcome gradually became apparent. Zhou Yuan relied on his powerful and refined aura, physical strength, and after a prolonged period of intense confrontation, his aura remained at its peak state. However, Yan Changfeng was gradually weakening, and finally, he failed to dodge in time and was struck by Zhou Yuan's fist on the chest, retreating over ten steps before barely managing to steady himself.

  Yan Changfeng knew that this punch, Zhou Yuan had definitely held back, otherwise, he would have been hit by this punch, his chest bone shattered, and even his internal organs would have been broken, and at that time, it would have been a life-or-death situation.

  "Zhou Yuan, I admit defeat!!" Yan Changfeng said sincerely.

  Zhou Yuan nodded, "Yan brother's strength is very strong, I won only because of physical strength. In terms of fist techniques, we are evenly matched. When we have time, let's exchange moves and learn from each other. I really want to befriend a master like Yan brother!!"

  Zhou Yuan's words were absolutely sincere, Yan Changfeng's cultivation method was eerie and murderous, but as a person, he was open and honest, if he lost, he would admit defeat and wouldn't make excuses.

  The next match was Zhou Chaofan against Zhou Baichuan. As for Zhou Baichuan, very few people in the Zhou family knew about him because he was the son of one of Zhou Yangsheng's minor concubines. However, his temperament was very strong-willed and he knew that his status was lowly, so he usually trained with all his might. This time, Zhou Yangsheng had helped two of his sons to improve their abilities to the Spiritual Inspiration realm: one was Zhou Liang and the other was Zhou Baichuan, because they were his two most talented sons. His other sons and daughters were still at the stage of practicing tendons and bones, which were lower realms, and even if he had helped them to reach a higher level, it would have been useless.

  Although Zhou Baichuan's natural talent was not as good as Zhou Chaofan, his hard work and dedication were deeper than any of the other disciples in the Zhou family, which is why only Zhou Yuan could compare with him.

  Hard work can make up for lack of talent, and it is precisely because of this that his realm has long entered the same level as Zhou Liang's. Zhou Yangsheng likes Zhou Liang because he is the son born to his legitimate wife, but he also attaches great importance to Zhou Baichuan.

  So this time, Zhou Yangsheng also raised Zhou Baichuan to the realm of inspiration.

  Zhou Bai Chuan stepped onto the martial arts arena, and everyone could feel that this young man was like a treasured sword out of its scabbard, with his sharpness and bravery on full display, daring to cut through everything.

  Zhou Chaofan walked slowly over.

  "Zhou Baichuan? What kind of person, I haven't heard of him before. However, we're all from the Zhou family, and I don't want to be too ruthless. Since the competition started, no one has dared to lay a hand on me. Until now, I still haven't made a move. I advise you, just like them, go down and engage in a battle of wits. My hands are not light or heavy, if I hurt you, it won't be good!!!"

  Zhou Bai Chuan's face had no expression, only endless fighting spirit. "What about the Magic Boundary Realm? In my heart, I, Zhou Bai Chuan, have never admitted defeat. You can make me go down, but you need to have the strength for it. Come on, let me see just how formidable the Magic Boundary Realm is."

  "You're asking for it! Don't blame me then!!!"

  Zhou Chaofan took a step forward, and his body's vital energy surged. Those with good eyesight could see that a lot of vital energy was bursting out from Zhou Chaofan's pores, surging and emerging like the tide.

  The essence is released externally to form yuan force, which is a typical sign of the realm of magical techniques.

  Zhou Chaofan's movement was like a huge wave sweeping over, making Zhou Baichuan feel as if he was fighting against the forces of nature.

  The power of nature is infinite and invincible, which is exactly what Zhou Baichuan felt. Even with his unyielding determination, a hint of wavering appeared, and he felt terrified.

  But in the next moment, Zhou Baichuan overcame his fear and his fighting spirit rose again.

  "You may be a master of magic, but I don't admit defeat! I'll prove it with my strength! I'm not weaker than you!!" Zhou Bai Chuan roared loudly. At the same time, he quickly retreated and barely dodged Zhou Chao Fan's fierce pounce. As soon as he retreated, his legs bent into a bow-like shape, and one foot shot out like lightning, kicking Zhou Chao Fan's abdomen.

  "Looking for death!!" Zhou Chaofan roared, and unexpectedly didn't dodge at all. He took Zhou Baichuan's kick right in his own abdomen.

  Such a powerful and overwhelming blow, Zhou Chaofan was not injured at all, breaking through to the realm of magic, his physical functions were transformed by elemental power, and it's unknown how many times stronger he has become.

  Withstanding the blow with a hard-to-kill body, Zhou Chaofan was not injured at all. Taking advantage of Zhou Baichuan's daze, he punched out and hit Zhou Baichuan's chest directly.

  Crack!!

  Zhou Baichuan's chest rang out with several crisp sounds, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. The whole person flew out and fell to the ground, panting heavily.

  "You dare to oppose me with your insignificant strength? I'll let you die without even knowing how! " Zhou Chaofan suddenly rushed towards Zhou Baichuan, who had fallen to the ground and lost his fighting power.

  However, at this time, the elder of punishment came out in front of Zhou Chao Fan.

  "When you have the chance to spare someone, do so; it's better to let go. Having won, don't continue to press for more!!!"

  Zhou Chaofan no matter how arrogant he was, did not dare to be rude to the Elder of Punishment, Mo Yuer. He nodded his head, "I understand, Elder of Punishment."

  After that, Zhou Chaofan let out a cold snort and strode away. At this time, the people in charge of rescue came up and carried Zhou Baichuan down. He didn't say a word, but everyone could feel his strong unwillingness from his face.