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Feng Zhi looked at him for a moment, but didn't ask any more questions or say anything to comfort him.

The road to becoming an emperor is long, and Feng Xun will encounter many more like him who have been left behind by fate.

If he has to stop and sympathize with everyone, how can he continue on his own path?

Moreover, he didn't think Feng Xun needed his sympathy.

To be able to rise again from such a fall, this person has the most resilient will of heart of anyone he has ever met.

Any words of sympathy or comfort were an insult to him.

Feng Zhi didn't feel guilty about this; he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"Let's go then," he said to Feng Xun.

The two understood each other without saying a word and walked towards the Feng family's competition platform.

Feng Xun had been waiting in this area for quite some time, as there were already quite a few clansmen nearby.

Before the two even arrived at their destination, the news spread like wildfire in all directions.

"Quick, quick, Brother Xun and the Imperial Prince are heading towards the arena!"

"Really? Are we really going to fight?"

"Why would I lie to you? I saw it with my own eyes. They were walking side by side, and their aura was so intense that it was suffocating even from a distance!"

"Let's go, let's go! If we're late, there won't be any seats left!"

Upon hearing this news, those who were cultivating, those who had nothing to do, and even the Feng family disciples who were being punished and forbidden from leaving their homes, all rushed out regardless of the consequences.

Punishment or ban? We'll have to watch it first!

Before long, the area around the arena was filled with young faces from the Feng family.

Some people leaned against the stone wall, some climbed the ancient trees, and those who couldn't find a good spot simply squatted on the stone stools at the edge of the arena.

Above the sky, the powerful figures of the Feng family had already arrived.

Several old monsters stood with their hands behind their backs, suspended side by side in mid-air. Their posture seemed calm and unhurried, but in reality, their divine thoughts were already colliding with each other in the air.

The first to speak was the old man who had spoken with Feng Xun before.

He looked at the young man in the distance who exuded an aura of kingship, nodded, and finally showed a relieved expression on his face.

"It seems that Xun is indeed going to make a comeback. He will be reborn after this battle."

"Hmm." Another old man beside him stroked his beard in agreement, his gaze falling on another figure.

"Feng Zhi is a good kid. I don't try to comfort him or avoid him. Giving him a fair and square competition is more effective than any words."

The elderly men nodded and said no more.

On the other side were the family head, Feng Qian, and several other branch leaders.

The faces of the group were tense, after all, one was the emperor's son who had just returned home, and the other was a child whom the family had doted on for many years.

Who wins and who loses is a family matter to the Feng family, but they still need to maintain a proper sense of propriety.

Below the competition stage, the crowd was already packed so tightly that it was almost impossible to move, and the noise was even more lively than a market day.

"Who do you think won and who lost in this battle between Brother Xun and the Imperial Prince?"

"Is that even a question? Although I also want to support Brother Xun, we still need to speak based on facts. That's the Human Emperor's Physique. Do you know what that means?"

"That Brother Xun also has the Human King Physique, which is even stronger than the Divine Physique! He also cultivated our clan's Imperial Scripture, and his offensive power is incomparable even to those with special physiques. And how long has the Imperial Son been awakened? At most, only a few months, right?"

"What does time have to do with this? Do you understand the relationship between superior and inferior physiques? Do you understand the concept of invulnerability? You're asking the King's Physique to compare combat strength with the Emperor's Physique?"

"It's as if you've awakened the body of a human emperor."

"I've never been awakened, but I have a brain."

"Say it again?"

"This is the first time I've ever seen such a request. I'm telling you, you're brainless!"

"I f*** you..."

Just as the two were about to start fighting offstage, someone who loved watching the drama quickly stepped in to separate them: "Stop arguing, stop arguing. If you really want to fight, wait until those two are done fighting before you start."

The two glared at each other and turned their heads away, but still muttered words of support for Feng Xun.

"Wouldn't all of Brother Xun's efforts over the years have been in vain?"

"That's not entirely true," an older man interjected, his tone steady.

"Don't just look at physique, cultivation level is also a factor. Although the Emperor's son has the Human Emperor Physique, he has not been cultivating for long, and his cultivation level may not be able to suppress Feng Xun."

"So, according to you, Brother Xun has a chance of winning?"

"It's hard to say what the chances of winning are, but at least we probably won't lose too badly."

"..."

"Look, they're coming up on stage!"

Someone shouted, and all eyes turned to the two people in the center of the arena.

Feng Xun looked at the other person: "I wanted to meet you when the invitation from Beidou arrived, but unfortunately nothing came of it. It just so happens that you're back now."

His words sounded like he was stating something that should have been done long ago, and that he could finally do today.

"It's not too late now, please." Feng Zhi raised his hand, gesturing for him to make the first move.

Feng Xun did not rush forward immediately, knowing just how terrifying the power within the person before him was.

He stood still, golden blood and energy slowly flowing through his body, constantly brewing.

He did not activate any spells or supernatural powers, and there was no sign of him even displaying the few imperial techniques he was most proficient in.

Someone in the audience muttered, "Why hasn't Brother Xun made a move yet?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? He's just building up his strength."

"What momentum are you building?"

"The one standing opposite us possesses the Human Emperor's Body, impervious to all magic. Wouldn't activating imperial techniques be a waste of effort?"

"...Then we really can only use the purest form of power."

Feng Xun had no intention of using the Emperor's Technique.

He knew very well that the Human Emperor Body was impervious to all magic, and any spells or supernatural powers that struck it would be weakened by more than half, or even completely neutralized.

If he continues to rely on ancient techniques to fight as before, he will have already lost before the battle even begins.

Therefore, he has been focusing his energy on one thing during this period.

The Human King Body and the Human Emperor Body share the same origin, both carrying the extraordinary power of the Huang Xi bloodline.

The special feature of the Human King Body is that it doubles the strength. The power of each strike will be layered and stacked until it reaches a critical point and will unleash a destructive force far exceeding its own realm.

He spent several months trying to fully understand this characteristic.

Feng Xun clenched his right fist, and golden blood and qi compressed into a ball of extremely bright light on the surface of his fist.

He could feel the power building up layer by layer... each layer doubling in size.

By the time the sixth layer was completed, his fist was already trembling slightly, like a fully drawn bowstring that would snap at the slightest pressure.

"I've been waiting a long time for this punch."

Feng Xun looked up to the sky and roared, his voice shaking the heavens and thunder, as if venting his resentment over the past few days.

He swung his fist, which contained terrifying power enough to annihilate any Purple Mansion, and with a stomp of his right foot, his whole body transformed into a golden light and attacked Feng Zhi.

The moment he took a step, the ground collapsed into a bottomless crater, sending rubble and dust billowing into the sky.