Fellow Daoist, I gladly accept this heaven-defying opportunity.

"Iron Palm!"

Tan Tie unleashed the full power of the Iron Sand Palm, a martial art of the Human Rank, combined with his innate divine strength of 30,000 jin. His palm wind was as fierce as a steel blade cutting through the air, raising dust and creating an oppressive wind pressure.

The disciples watching from below the stage, though they had not faced the attack directly, had already turned pale and instinctively retreated just from the outward wind pressure, their hearts filled with fear.

"This force is comparable to that of a berserk Qi-refining beast; a direct confrontation would be fatal!"

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to withstand such a palm strike with their bare hands!

"Xu Mofeng was unarmed; his arms are now surely ruined!"

Amidst the uproar and the swirling dust, Xu Mofeng, with his upright posture, stepped forward steadily and delivered a clean and decisive punch.

"roar--"

A deep, resonant tiger's roar appeared out of thin air, shaking the entire audience.

"Bang! Crack!"

A dull thud followed by a piercing crack of bones exploded simultaneously, and a shrill scream echoed across the arena. Tan Tie's burly body flew backward like an out-of-control cannonball, crashing to the edge of the arena.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the entire arena was revealed to everyone.

The disciples below the stage stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief, and gasps of astonishment rose and fell.

Tan Tie, who had been arrogant and domineering just moments before, collapsed to the ground, his face pale and bluish, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, and pain and astonishment written all over his face.

He gripped his right arm tightly with his left hand, causing the entire right arm to bend and droop at an odd angle, completely ruined.

Tan Tie, who possessed the brute force of 30,000 jin and mastered the Iron Sand Palm technique, had his right arm broken by a single punch when he clashed with the opponent bare-handed!

In contrast, Xu Mofeng remained standing still, slowly withdrawing his fist with a calm and even breathing. The powerful clash that had just occurred to him was like a tickle.

"How could you possibly be stronger than me!"

Tan Tie roared in despair, his eyes filled with despair and inability to accept it.

Xu Mofeng replied indifferently, "I told you long ago that you wouldn't make it into the top ten."

After speaking, he turned and left the stage, his back view casual and carefree.

The disciples watching felt a deep sense of awe and instinctively stood on both sides to make way, with no one daring to step forward and stop them.

The discussion erupted completely when Xu Mofeng walked to a corner.

"Outrageous! Tan Tie was completely outmatched!"

"With 30,000 jin of brute force, he could tear apart a Qi-refining demon beast with his bare hands. Xu Mofeng could break bones with a single punch. Just how terrifying is his strength?"

"The outer sect is full of hidden talents; Xu Mofeng might just be a reclusive monster!"

"What did you say? How is this possible! He was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining last month!?"

"It's a pity that Tan Tiewen's strength, which is in the top ten, just happened to run into Xu Mofeng. He was a natural nemesis."

……

On the stage, Tan Tie listened to the mockery and pity around him. Shame, rage, and excruciating pain from his bone injury overwhelmed him. His blood surged, his vision went black, and he fainted and collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, a mechanical system notification sounded in Xu Mofeng's mind as he sat alone in a corner.

[Congratulations, host, on successfully converting to a white-tier opportunity. Reward: Human-Rank Origin Qi and Blood Pill x1]

The white opportunity matching the low-grade pill was as expected, but this Qi and Blood Pill was exactly what Xu Mofeng needed.

With a thought, he took the pill and swallowed it.

boom!

The pure medicinal power instantly washed over his limbs and bones, and his blood and qi surged wildly. The "Tiger Subduing Body Essence Technique," which was on the verge of completion, was thus perfected. His strength increased by another 5,000 jin, reaching the peak of the technique, the power of ten tigers!

The force of the punch was a full 50,000 jin!

Spiritual energy flowed around him, his cultivation barriers loosened, and he was one step closer to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Xu Mofeng's eyes shone brightly, and he was full of confidence: 50,000 jin of punching power was not the limit. After defeating the top ten disciples, he could still change his fate and receive rewards.

Having won the championship in this selection, the odds of victory are now firmly in my grasp.

Xu Mofeng's swift and decisive victory over Tan Tie was already the fastest battle of the round. However, when he observed the other arena battles, he discovered that the three Foundation Establishment experts, including Mu Qianzhong, were able to defeat their opponents much faster than him, cleanly and decisively ending their matches. So he simply withdrew his attention and waited for the next match.

The first round of battles came to an end in the blink of an eye, and the remaining twenty-odd winners handed in all their bamboo slips, awaiting the second round of draws.

In the second round of the draw, Xu Mofeng had some bad luck and drew an ordinary opponent with mediocre skills and no reputation.

Of course, this statement is only from Xu Mofeng's perspective.

For others, encountering a weak opponent is a stroke of good luck, but for him, it's different. Only by drawing a top ten seed and winning can he trigger the system's reward. If he encounters a weakling, it's a complete waste of time.

Looking at all the outer disciples, apart from Xu Mofeng, no one would complain that their opponent was too weak.

The duel begins on the dueling platform, and the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

A single punch shattered the air, the dust settled, clean and efficient.

With the power of ten tigers and a cultivation level firmly at the tenth level of Qi Refining, Xu Mofeng was an overwhelmingly dominant figure in the entire outer sect Qi Refining circle.

The third and fourth matches... the elimination rounds progressed, the process was repeated, and they were all one-punch kills.

lb!

As the strong wind dissipated, Xu Mofeng calmly withdrew his fist, looked down at his opponent who was lying on the ground, coughing up blood, his eyes filled with extreme fear, and said in a calm and unwavering voice with an overwhelming aura: "You lost."

The audience erupted in cheers and exclamations.

"Holy crap, that's outrageous! Another one-punch finish?!"

"Up to this point, no one has been able to force Xu Mofeng to throw a second punch. This is insane!"

"Among all the Foundation Establishment experts present, only Mu Qianzhong and his two companions could achieve such overwhelming efficiency; among the Qi Refining Realm experts, only Xu Mofeng could do so!"

"He's been hiding his true strength too well; he's definitely the biggest dark horse in this year's outer disciple selection for the inner sect!"

"At this rate, they're practically guaranteed a top-three finish, right?"

"Dream on! Only four people remain: the three Foundation Establishment cultivators plus Xu Mofeng. In the next round of the draw, he's guaranteed to run into a Foundation Establishment expert. Fighting a Foundation Establishment cultivator while cultivating Qi is just suicide; he has absolutely no chance of winning!"

Upon hearing this, the audience echoed his sentiments, and the overall optimism of the audience plummeted instantly.

Xu Mofeng ignored the praise and criticism around him, turned around and slowly walked down from the stage to adjust his breathing, his mind as steady as a rock.

[Congratulations, host, on successfully transforming your destiny! You have received the following reward: Human-Rank Primal Qi and Blood Pill x1]

The person who just lost is Xu Mofeng's third top-ten seed after Tan Tie, and another exclusive reward is in his hands.

He directly raised his hand and swallowed the pill. The warm medicinal power instantly washed over his limbs and bones, and his blood and qi surged like a mighty river.

He had already mastered the "Tiger Subduing Body Essence Technique," and the increase in energy from a single Qi and Blood Pill was no longer as rapid as it had been in the early stages.

However, the combination of the three pills caused a qualitative change, forcefully pushing his cultivation level close to the tenth level of Qi Refining perfection, and his physical strength increased by several thousand kilograms.

Xu Mofeng's physical strength now exceeds 53,000 jin!

The battle began, and the opponent drawn in this round was Wen Yuqing, a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Discussions erupted again from the audience, with a stark polarization of opinions.

"Wen Yuqing, being a female cultivator, is inherently weaker physically, while Xu Mofeng possesses overwhelming brute strength. Perhaps he really can turn the tide!"

"You're still too naive! Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining are vast realms that can't be bridged by brute force!"

"The outcome was already decided. It's just a matter of how many rounds Xu Mofeng can hold out. Defeat is only a matter of time."

Xu Mofeng raised his eyes to examine his opponent. Wen Yuqing was stunningly beautiful with a hot figure. Every smile and frown of hers was full of charm and pleasing to the eye.

However, he remained highly vigilant and dared not underestimate his opponent in the slightest.

An age-old truth in the cultivation world: the higher the beauty, the more ruthless the methods; there are never any kind of gentle female cultivators.

The referee's whistle fell, and the duel began.

Xu Mofeng didn't play any games of probing; he launched a direct and aggressive attack, unleashing his full power!

"roar--"

The tiger's roar shook the arena, the fist's force tore through the air, and the immense power of 53,000 jin, accompanied by a violent gust of wind, struck directly at Wen Yuqing's face. The attack was domineering, fierce, and left no room for retreat.

Wen Yuqing remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic, and raised her slender hand to meet the attack head-on.

Xu Mofeng's eyes lit up with a hint of joy. He was most afraid of the opponent's maneuvering and pulling. As long as the opponent dared to confront him head-on, his brute force would have a chance to shine!

Just as their fists and palms were about to collide, Wen Yuqing suddenly changed her move, her arm as supple as a serpent, and smoothly wrapped around and locked the fist and arm.

Pulling, tugging, pushing, and sending—the movements flow smoothly and naturally.

A gentle yet powerful backlash surged through his fist and invaded his body, causing Xu Mofeng to lose his balance and stagger back several steps before regaining his footing.

"What kind of bizarre martial art is this?"

Xu Mofeng frowned and said in a low voice, surprised.

His full-force punch just now seemed to have struck an endless expanse of soft cotton; all his power missed its mark. Not only did he fail to injure his enemy, but most of the punch's force was instead used by the opponent to rebound and backfire on him.

Using one's own strength to attack oneself, the fighting style is extremely tricky.

Wen Yuqing withdrew her hand and stood still, her tone cold and composed: "This is the 'Entangling Cloud Hand,' which specializes in using softness to overcome hardness. Your brute strength is unparalleled among the outer sect, but unfortunately, it cannot harm me in the slightest."

"This martial art is not available on the first floor of the Sutra Repository."

Xu Mofeng immediately asked a question.

Wen Yuqing remained silent, tacitly agreeing to remain silent.

Xu Mofeng instantly understood; this was definitely a high-level martial art of the mid-grade or above in the human realm.

The rules of the Biyou Sect are clear: anyone who breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage can enter the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion to choose a high-level cultivation technique.

Wen Yuqing had been in the Foundation Establishment stage for a long time, and her Cloud Entangling Hand technique was already highly refined.

The combination of Foundation Establishment realm suppression and high-level martial arts restraint is clearly a form of dimensional reduction and oppression, which is indeed a bit like bullying, but such are the rules of the sect, and there is no way to refute it.

Xu Mofeng refused to believe in evil and kept changing his punching style to launch a fierce attack. His Tiger Roar punches were violent, but every time he exerted his power, it was perfectly neutralized and restrained by the Cloud Entangling Hand, leaving him feeling frustrated and powerless.