A Useless Person Awakens to the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Chen secluded himself for a day, thoroughly refining the Spirit Emperor Fist to its peak and stabilizing his Qi Refining Level 7 cultivation before slowly opening his eyes.

He stood up, pushed open the palace door, and the sunlight shone on him, warm and comforting.

Today is the day of the small-scale competition within the inner sect.

The entire inner sect was already in an uproar because of this competition.

As soon as Ling Chen stepped into the martial arts arena, he attracted countless eyes.

The inner disciples all stopped and stared at them.

"That's Ling Chen? That good-for-nothing who went straight from menial labor to inner sect?"

"I heard he broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining overnight, is that true?"

"I think he's just bragging! Senior Brother Zhao went to test him yesterday, but he was sent slinking back. This guy definitely has some tricks up his sleeve!"

"Whatever his methods, we'll see how he ends up in the competition three days from now! Elder Xie's personal disciple, Zhao Shan, is not someone to be trifled with!"

Hearing the whispers, Ling Chen remained calm, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and walked directly towards the disciples' waiting area.

His gaze fell upon the high platform in the center of the training ground.

The sect leader sat in the main seat, with several elders lined up on either side. Among them, the dark-faced elder Xie Xuan stared at Ling Chen with a gloomy expression and undisguised resentment in his eyes.

The area around the training ground was already packed with people.

All the inner disciples were present, eager to see with their own eyes just how far this extraordinary servant could go.

Ling Chen stood tall and straight in the crowd, his aura restrained, seemingly no different from ordinary disciples, but his eyes were as sharp as knives.

He knew that today's battle was the best opportunity for him to establish his authority.

Not only must we win, but we must win beautifully, and win in a way that terrifies everyone!

"Disciples, quiet down!"

The sect leader's voice, transmitted through spiritual energy, resounded throughout the entire training ground.

The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent, all eyes turning to the sect leader.

"Today, we will hold a small-scale competition for inner disciples, aimed at exchanging skills and tempering our character." The sect leader spoke slowly, his face stern. "The rules are simple: a single-elimination tournament. Winners advance, losers are eliminated. The final winner will receive fifty low-grade spirit stones and a bottle of mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pills!"

Fifty low-grade spirit stones! A bottle of mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pills!

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted in cheers once again!

This reward is extremely generous!

Even Lin Hao, the senior disciple of the inner sect, showed a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Ling Chen clenched his fist, his fighting spirit soaring.

He was determined to get this reward!

"The duel begins!"

At the sect leader's command, a flash of light appeared on the huge arena in the center of the martial arts arena, and several figures took their places.

According to the draw, Ling Chen's opponent is none other than Zhao Shan!

Enemy road is narrow!

The crowd burst into laughter instantly.

"Haha! The first match is Ling Chen versus Zhao Shan, this is going to be a good show!"

"Zhao Shan is Elder Xie's personal disciple, with a cultivation level of Qi Refining Level 6. Ling Chen has just entered the inner sect; he's bound to suffer a setback!"

"I'd like to see if this handyman can withstand Zhao Shan's punches!"

Zhao Shan stood on the arena, looking down at Ling Chen with undisguised mockery on his face.

"Ling Chen, you've got guts to come and participate in the competition." Zhao Shan's face was grim, his tone icy. "Yesterday you made me lose face completely. Today, I'll break your legs and show you what it means to be treated with respect!"

Ling Chen walked indifferently onto the arena.

"A distinction between superior and inferior?" Ling Chen chuckled lightly. "Three days from now, I will show you who truly holds the superior position!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two stopped at the same time and stood facing each other.

"The duel begins!"

At the elder referee's command, Zhao Shan was the first to make a move!

His spiritual energy surged, and the aura of the sixth level of Qi Refining erupted without reservation. With a flash, he pounced on his prey like a tiger, throwing a punch at Ling Chen's face!

The force of the punch was so powerful that it caused the surrounding air to vibrate slightly, demonstrating its formidable power.

This punch wasn't just about winning; it was also about venting anger!

The crowd below gasped in surprise.

"Senior Brother Zhao's attack was ruthless!"

"Ling Chen is in danger!"

Facing Zhao Shan's fierce attack, Ling Chen neither dodged nor avoided, his eyes cold.

What he wants is a head-on confrontation!

"Spirit Emperor Fist!"

Ling Chen let out a low shout, and the spiritual power of the seventh level of Qi Refining in his body frantically gathered at the tip of his fist. Golden light flowed around his body, and he threw out a punch!

The punch was fierce and domineering, and collided with Zhao Shan's fist with a loud bang!

"Bang!"

With a deep, resounding boom, spiritual energy spread outwards like a tsunami, and dust billowed across the arena.

Zhao Shan felt an overwhelming force surge into his body through his fist, his arm went numb instantly, and a sharp pain shot through his bones. He felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he staggered back several steps before he could barely regain his balance.

He stared at Ling Chen in disbelief, his eyes filled with horror.

How is that possible!

He's clearly only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, how could he possess such formidable power!

Ling Chen took a step forward, his figure as fast as lightning, and followed closely behind.

"Second punch!"

Ling Chen threw another punch, unleashing the Spirit Emperor Fist to its fullest extent. The wind from his punch howled, and his momentum was unstoppable!

Zhao Shan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and Zhao Shan's arm was instantly shaken, blood gushing out, his tiger's mouth split open, and the spiritual energy shield in his hand shattered instantly!

Taking advantage of the momentum, Ling Chen launched a sweeping kick!

"Bang!"

Zhao Shan was kicked in the abdomen and fell heavily onto the ring like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood and turning ashen-faced.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence for a moment!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Ling Chen, who came from a humble background, actually knocked Zhao Shan out of the game with a single punch!

Xie Xuan sat on the high platform, his face ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his eyes filled with rage and resentment.

His personally trained disciple suffered such a humiliating defeat!

Zhao Shan struggled to get up, but found himself in excruciating pain and unable to move. He looked at Ling Chen, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"I...I lost..."

Zhao Shan's voice was weak and unwilling.

Ling Chen stood in the center of the arena, looking down at him with an indifferent tone: "Thank you for conceding."

The elder referee, regaining his composure, announced loudly, "Ling Chen wins! He advances to the next round!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in thunderous applause and cheers!

"Good! Well done!"

"Ling Chen is awesome!"

"A loser's comeback is so satisfying!"

As Ling Chen stepped off the arena, he was met by Lin Hao, the senior disciple of the inner sect.

Lin Hao looked Ling Chen up and down, a hint of admiration and wariness flashing in his eyes.

"Ling Chen, you're quite good." Lin Hao said calmly, "You broke through from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level within three days, and you even defeated Zhao Shan with one punch. Your potential is enormous."

Ling Chen cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "Senior Brother, you flatter me."

Lin Hao nodded slightly, then turned and left.

He could tell that Ling Chen was not as simple as he appeared.

This handyman will surely become his formidable rival in the future!

Ling Chen returned to the waiting area, and Su Ling'er walked over quickly, her face full of excitement and admiration.

"Senior Brother Ling Chen, you're amazing!" Su Ling'er exclaimed excitedly. "You defeated Zhao Shan with just one punch! I think the champion of this competition is definitely yours!"

Ling Chen smiled but didn't say anything.

The championship is his goal.

But what he wanted was far more than that.

What he wanted was for the entire Qingya Mountain to remember the name Ling Chen!

In the following matches, Ling Chen swept through the competition with unstoppable momentum.

In the second round, the disciple at the sixth level of Qi Refining defeated his opponent within three moves.

In the third round, a disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining was instantly killed in one move.

In the semi-finals, facing the fifteenth-ranked expert among the inner disciples, a peak Qi Refining Stage 7, Ling Chen crushed his opponent with absolute strength and advanced to the finals!

In just half an hour, Ling Chen fought his way through the rounds and made it into the finals!

The entire inner gate was in complete uproar!

Everyone was stunned by Ling Chen's performance.

An inner disciple who started out as a handyman actually fought his way into the finals—this has never happened before in the history of Qingya Mountain!

The opponent in the finals was none other than Lin Hao, the senior disciple of the inner sect!

The news caused an uproar!

"The final is Ling Chen versus Lin Hao? That's so exciting!"

"Lin Hao is at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, only one step away from Foundation Establishment. How could Ling Chen possibly defeat him!"

"I don't think Ling Chen can last three moves!"

On the high platform, the sect leader's eyes were full of anticipation.

Xie Xuan watched Ling Chen with schadenfreude, waiting to see him get a lesson from Lin Hao.

Ling Chen stood on the arena, facing the spirited Lin Hao.

Lin Hao looked at Ling Chen and said calmly, "Ling Chen, you are very strong. But you must understand that the gap in cultivation level is insurmountable. Admitting defeat will save you from physical pain."

Ling Chen clenched his fist, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Senior Brother, no need for further words," Ling Chen said calmly. "Let's see who's the real deal."

Lin Hao nodded slightly, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Alright, then let me see where your limits are."

As soon as the words were spoken, the two stopped at the same time and stood facing each other.

The area around the training ground fell silent instantly, with everyone's eyes fixed on the arena.

The final is about to begin!