Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

The inner disciples around them watched with smiles, standing aside without intervening.

The thug pulled out a token and waved it around, his tongue moving in and out of his mouth again, looking completely indifferent.

"Hey OiOi, kid, watch this. Even though I'm only ranked 250th here, which is the lowest, I'm still higher than your outer sect disciples. You should call me senior brother, okay?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the token in Huo Yuhao's hand, and frowned upon seeing the ridiculously large number, feeling puzzled.

Logically speaking, disciples personally brought by the sect leader usually start directly from the inner sect disciples; this is the first time I've seen an outer sect disciple.

Especially since the number 9527 is among the very last group of disciples in the outer sect, could it be that he only got in because his family has a past relationship with the sect leader?

That doesn't make sense. If it's not the original martial soul, then there's no point in coming in.

Filled with doubt, those who are struggling find they can't figure it out and decisively give up, because thinking is too much effort.

"I remember that the Body Sect can rise to power through rebellion, right?"

The voice wasn't loud, but the momentum was considerable.

When I looked up again, all I saw in the man's eyes was a pair of golden eyes, filled with a sense of oppression.

Huo Yuhao had already activated his Insightful Golden Eyes, clasped his fists together, and assumed a fighting stance.

The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, before turning his head and shouting loudly towards the horizon.

"Junior brothers, call some outer disciples over!"

A response came from afar.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's confusion, the man clicked his teeth and explained.

"You're incredibly brave, kid. You've only just started and haven't learned anything yet, but I like it!"

Judging from the way he was speaking, he didn't seem to be hostile. Huo Yuhao wondered if he had made a mistake.

Are they trying to bully the new disciples?

The man patted his round belly, making a solid sound.

"However, there are rules for challenges. You can only challenge opponents within the top 100 of yourself, to prevent disciples from being too ambitious. So if you want to challenge me, you have to start from the outer sect."

Soon, a group of disciples came running around the waterfall, each displaying their unique abilities.

Its legs are short and thick but very flexible, making it run like a spring.

Despite being perfectly healthy, with large hands, he swung swiftly across, pulling on the surrounding vines without his feet touching the ground.

There were also fingers as sharp as steel, slowly climbing down the cliff beside the waterfall, while the giant boy controlled a flying bird to glide by.

Before long, the waterfall was filled with disciples, who looked on with curiosity. Such a grand scene was rare even in the Body Sect.

"Junior brother, your senior brother has gone to great lengths to invite so many people, so don't fall too far ahead of him."

The man, grinning, bounced up and down in his stomach, and landed on a tall tree next to him, pressing down on four or five branches before he could barely steady himself.

He smacked his lips, patted his stomach, and looked worried.

"Should I lose some weight? Before, three tree branches were enough to support me, but after breaking through to Soul Emperor, I need five tree branches."

The outer disciples knew what they were going to do before they arrived and had already arranged the contestants. Without much talk, an ordinary-looking man stepped forward.

"Junior brother, my ranking is 9517, making me the highest-ranking person you can challenge. Please enlighten me!"

He bent down, his ears twitching nimbly.

Since things have come to this, and a war is inevitable sooner or later, let's just start one.

Huo Yuhao didn't hold back and suddenly lunged at the man, moving so fast that the man didn't even have time to react.

However, his true martial soul is his ears, which can keenly detect the subtle friction sounds of Huo Yuhao's body before he attacks, but unfortunately his body doesn't react in time.

By the time he realized what was happening, Huo Yuhao's fist was already in front of him, and the next moment it was dark.

A punch from Contra is no joke.

The man in the tree had a slight change in expression.

He could tell that Huo Yuhao's cultivation level was not high, but he did not expect his physical fitness to be so terrifying.

As expected of a disciple personally brought by the sect leader!

Even so, those who try to blend in are not prepared to surrender without a fight; that's not the style of the Body Sect.

With a sudden thought, he called a disciple over and whispered a few words to him. The disciple nodded and quickly left.

Huo Yuhao put away his stance and nodded to the surroundings.

"Admit it, next!"

He was mentally prepared for the fact that as a newcomer, he would be ostracized and reprimanded by the disciples of the Body Sect.

But I never expected the surrounding discussions to be like this.

"Phew, Sheldon is really pathetic, he couldn't even withstand one move."

"Next, next, who's up now!"

"Wu Lao Er? Where did Wu Lao Er go?! He's chickened out, isn't he? If not, I'll go!"

"Bullshit! I'm just warming up. Are you in such a hurry to be reborn as a pig?"

A burly man with a thick left arm was covered in greasy oil, which was actually a thick layer of grease.

The glistening oil made the muscles even more prominent, giving off a stronger sense of intimidation.

A disdainful sneer came from the crowd.

"Damn, this Wu Lao Er just likes to do these fancy things. He can't actually grow big, so all he does is put on oil to make it look bigger."

Wu Lao Er blushed slightly, but still shamelessly struck a few poses.

"New junior brother, I'm not the kind of character whose main spirit can only provide support. Don't be too sad if you lose; you can train your muscles with me afterwards!"

Just as Wu Lao Er was rambling on about himself, the crowd couldn't take it anymore, and an egg exploded on Wu Lao Er's head with great force.

"He ended the match with one punch, what are you pretending to be?"

Realizing he was about to incite public outrage, Wu Lao Er became more obedient.

He tossed Sheldon's token to Huo Yuhao, took the 9527 token and stuffed it into Sheldon's body, then forcefully threw Sheldon out of the arena.

"Junior brother, remember to switch the tokens back after you're done fighting, otherwise it'll all be for nothing."

The two men assumed their stances again. Unlike before, Wu Lao Er stopped spouting nonsense and instead calmly began to examine Huo Yuhao's muscles.

Despite Wu Lao Er's constant chatter, he had actually made all the necessary preparations and was going all out.

But the more I looked at him, the more alarmed I became.

There wasn't a single flaw!

Wait, it moved!!

His gaze fell on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, where the muscles twitched, and he immediately became alert, raising his hand to resist.

An immense force pressed down.

Contra-level! He didn't lose unjustly!

Wu Lao Er had only one thought in his mind.

Another punch landed, and the crowd became even more excited, chanting Huo Yuhao's name repeatedly.

For a moment, Huo Yuhao didn't know if he had come to the wrong place. Was he the one who had the home advantage?

One after another, despite knowing that their strength was far inferior, no one admitted defeat. Instead, each of them gritted their teeth and gave their all, trying to last as long as possible against Huo Yuhao.

Even the outer disciples were competing to see how many moves they could withstand from Huo Yuhao.

Unfortunately, the record is still set on how long one can endure a punch before fainting.

With each punch, Huo Yuhao leveled up quickly, defeating the top disciple of the outer sect in less than an hour.

After exchanging tokens, Huo Yuhao looked at the inner disciples. With the groundwork laid by these outer disciples, his fighting spirit intensified.