I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

Before he finished speaking, Liu Feng's aura suddenly exploded!

The pressure from the fourth level of Foundation Establishment spread out like a tide, and several outer disciples who were nearby were forced to retreat repeatedly, their faces turning pale.

"Foundation Establishment Level 4! Senior Brother Liu has broken through again!"

"Such powerful pressure! This is what a true inner sect elite looks like!"

"Then Qin Yuan is finished..."

On the high platform, Liu Zhenshan of the Third Peak nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. Elder Li of the Seventh Peak, on the other hand, squinted, looking at Qin Yuan thoughtfully.

Lin Qing'er and Liu Han sat in the Seventh Peak disciple area, both clenching their fists nervously.

"Brother Qin Yuan..." Lin Qing'er's face turned pale.

Liu Han remained silent. She also couldn't see through Qin Yuan's cultivation level, but her intuition told her that Qin Yuan today was completely different from the one three days ago.

In the arena, Qin Yuan didn't even flinch in the face of Liu Feng's intimidating presence.

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, and then—

A gentle squeeze.

"boom--!!!"

A pressure far more powerful, solid, and terrifying than Liu Feng's eruption surged from Qin Yuan's body like a volcanic eruption!

The aura of the Foundation Establishment stage was released without reservation, and it continued to rise!

Foundation building!

Foundation Building Level Two!

Three layers of foundation!

Foundation Building Level 4!

Foundation Building Level 5!

Foundation Establishment Level 6!!!

When the aura steadily stopped at the peak of the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, the entire place fell silent.

The sinister smile on Liu Feng's face froze completely, turning into incredulous horror.

On the high platform, Wang Zhenshan suddenly stood up, knocking over his chair.

Elder Li of the Seventh Peak suddenly contracted his pupils.

All the elders and disciples stared wide-eyed and gaped, like a flock of ducks being choked.

Lin Qing'er covered her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes filled with shock. Liu Han crushed the teacup in his hand with a "crack," splashing tea all over himself without realizing it.

Six layers of foundation?

Three days ago, Qin Yuan was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining!

Three days, from the seventh level of Qi Refining to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment?!

This has exceeded everyone's understanding and overturned the most basic common sense in the cultivation world!

"No...impossible!" Liu Feng's voice trembled, as if squeezed out from between his teeth. "You must have used a forbidden technique that burns your lifespan! Yes! That must be it! With your fragile cultivation level, I can break through it in one move!"

He was convincing himself, and also trying to bolster his courage.

Qin Yuan looked at him and suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it sent chills down Liu Feng's spine.

"Nothing is impossible," Qin Yuan said. "Like right now, if I wanted to kill you, nothing would be impossible."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved.

There was no build-up, no fancy moves, just a simple step forward.

But when he took that step, the ground of the entire training ground trembled slightly! Qin Yuan's figure blurred for a moment, and when it became clear again, he was already in front of Liu Feng!

It was fast! So fast that Liu Feng didn't even have time to react!

He only saw a fist rapidly enlarging in front of him, the spiritual energy attached to the fist so solid that it suffocated him!

"No—!!!" Liu Feng roared, using all his spiritual power to place his palms together in front of his chest, while simultaneously activating the full power of a protective magic artifact—a small bronze shield, which instantly enlarged and stood in front of him.

Then, the fist arrived.

"clang--!!!"

A deafening explosion!

The bronze shield, as if made of paper, instantly shattered into countless fragments! Liu Feng's palm bones shattered inch by inch, and he flew backward like a broken sack, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs in mid-air!

"Bang--!!!"

He slammed heavily onto the bluestone ground thirty feet away, creating a deep crater and billowing dust.

The audience was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the deep pit, then at Qin Yuan, who stood in the center of the arena with his fists clenched.

One move?

No, that wasn't even a move; it was just a random punch.

Liu Feng, a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator and one of the most outstanding young talents of the Third Peak, was sent flying by a single punch, his fate unknown.

The deathly silence lasted for three breaths, then exploded with a deafening roar!

"He...he really did throw a punch..."

"Foundation Establishment Level 6! Foundation Establishment Level 6 in just three days! Is this a monster?!"

"Is Senior Brother Liu dead?!"

On the high platform, Wang Zhenshan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to rush down, but he was held down by several elders around him.

"Elder Wang! The rules of the competition state that life and death are irrelevant! If you interfere, what will happen to the sect leader..."

Wang Zhenshan trembled all over, staring intently at Qin Yuan, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Liu Feng struggled to move in the deep pit. He wasn't dead, but his sternum was shattered, his internal organs were displaced, and most of his meridians were broken. Even if he were saved, seventy percent of his cultivation would be gone.

Qin Yuan held back his strength in that punch.

It wasn't about showing mercy, but about making Liu Feng lie there like a dead dog in front of everyone, so that everyone could see what would happen to those who offended him.

The deacon snapped out of his daze and announced in a hoarse voice, "Challenge over... Qin Yuansheng."

No one cheered; there was only suppressed shock and fear.

Qin Yuan turned around, about to step down from the stage.

"Wait a minute."

Elder Li of the Seventh Peak suddenly spoke up. He stood up, forcing a kind smile on his face: "Qin Yuan, your talent is exceptional, and your combat strength is astonishing. Our Seventh Peak is willing to make an exception and accept you as our personal disciple, allocating resources accordingly and allowing you to choose any cultivation technique you wish to learn. Are you willing?"

These words caused an uproar in the room!

Personal disciples! These are the core of the inner disciples, personally taught by the peak master or elders, holding a prestigious position and receiving resources far exceeding those of ordinary inner disciples!

Everyone looked at Qin Yuan, waiting for his answer.

Qin Yuan looked up at Elder Li, then glanced at Wang Zhenshan's ashen face on the high platform, and suddenly smiled.

"Thank you for your kindness, Elder Li," he said, "but I already have my own intentions."

"Oh? Which peak?" Elder Li pressed.

Qin Yuan said, word by word, "The Fifth Peak."

The entire venue fell silent once again.

Fifth peak?

Of the nine peaks of the Xuan Yuan Sect, the fifth peak is the weakest and has the worst resources, having produced no notable talents in the past century. And Qin Yuan, a monstrous genius, actually wants to go to the fifth peak?!

In the Fifth Peak area, several elders and disciples who were originally drowsy were stunned, and then a surge of joy welled up in their hearts!

Elder Li of the Seventh Peak's face darkened: "Qin Yuan, have you thought this through? What can the Fifth Peak offer you? What the Seventh Peak can give you is ten times, a hundred times, more than the Fifth Peak!"

"I've thought it through," Qin Yuan said calmly. "I'm going to the Fifth Peak."

"You!" Elder Li's eyes flashed with anger, but with everyone watching, he couldn't lash out. He could only snort coldly, "I hope you won't regret this later."

Qin Yuan ignored him and turned to leave the stage.

Wherever he went, the crowd automatically parted to make way for him. All the outer disciples looked at him with awe, worship, and a hint of fanaticism—Qin Yuan showed them with his actions that even outer disciples could defy fate!

Lin Qing'er and Liu Han came to greet them.

"Brother Qin Yuan! You're amazing!" Lin Qing'er exclaimed excitedly, her face turning bright red.

Liu Han looked at Qin Yuan with a complicated expression, and after a long while, she whispered, "Congratulations."

She recalled her words from three days ago, "You are not from the same world," and her face flushed. Now it seemed that they were indeed not from the same world—but Qin Yuan was standing in a higher world.

Qin Yuan nodded to the two of them: "Thank you."

Just as he was about to say something more, a young disciple came running from the Fifth Peak, panting, "Senior Brother Qin! Elder Xu requests your presence!"

Qin Yuan said to Lin Qing'er and Liu Han, "I'll go first."

"Yes, yes! Brother Qin Yuan, go quickly!" Lin Qing'er nodded repeatedly.

Watching Qin Yuan leave with that disciple, Liu Han suddenly said softly, "Qing'er, from now on... don't call him Brother Qin Yuan anymore."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because he has embarked on a path that we can only look up to." Liu Han gazed at Qin Yuan's retreating figure, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "From today onward, he is the hope of the Fifth Peak, the future prodigy of the Xuan Yuan Sect. And we... are merely his old acquaintances."

Lin Qing'er stood there blankly, watching Qin Yuan's figure disappear into the crowd, and suddenly felt a void in her heart.

She knew her senior was right.

The boy who once carried her up a tree to pick locust flowers is gone forever.

In its place is Qin Yuan, a prodigy who has reached the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, defeated his enemy with a single punch, and is coveted by all the peaks.