Chapter 222: Chapter 221: Cold Star Army-Breaker Spear

’Damn it! How could Su Yu have broken through so quickly?’

At this moment, Chen Fan was seething with jealousy. His eyes, fixed on the man on the stage, burned with envy and resentment.

’Why?’

’I have immense Martial Arts resources backing me, and I only just barely broke through to the Flesh Refining Realm. How has he already reached the middle-stage?’

’Am I doomed to always eat his dust?’

’Does he not face any bottlenecks when he breaks through?’

Countless questions swirled in his mind, but the truth was right before his eyes. Chen Fan had no choice but to accept it.

In the end, he could only clench his jaw, forcibly swallowing his twisted emotions. He thought venomously, ’Just you wait! You’re shining too brightly and have offended too many people. The tallest tree is always the first to be felled by the wind. Someone will take you out soon enough!’

On the tournament stage, Bai Zhang let out a deep sigh. He cupped his fist in a salute. "Thank you for holding back, Brother Su. I accept my defeat completely."

With that, he staggered over to pick up his great hammer from where it had fallen. A desolate figure, he walked off the stage.

There was a time when he, Bai Zhang, was a genius revered in the Outer City of Black Stone City. But after encountering a true prodigy, he realized he was merely a mortal in comparison.

Today, facing Su Yu had made him feel that despair all over again.

A twenty-year-old at the middle-stage of the Flesh Refining Realm... and yet this monstrous cultivation speed was not even the most shocking thing about him.

His terrifying combat strength was what truly drove one to despair.

The audience had only seen him defeated in three moves, but what they didn’t know was that Su Yu hadn’t used his full strength at all.

When he faced that final fist, he had sensed a mortal crisis. If Su Yu had gone all out from the start, he feared he wouldn’t have been able to withstand a single blow.

’He was either sparing my pride, or he’s still hiding his true strength.’

’What a monster!’

’How can the gap between people be so vast?’

On the high platform.

The hand of Liu Cheng, master of the Chasing Wind Martial Arts Hall, froze in mid-air as he stroked his goatee, a flicker of astonishment in his eyes.

He knew Bai Zhang’s strength well. Although Bai Zhang had been stuck at a bottleneck for years, unable to break through to the Late-stage of the Flesh Refining Realm, his Qi and Blood had long reached the peak of the middle stage. Combined with his masterfully perfected Heaven-Shaking Hammer technique, his power was definitely in the top tier among those in the middle-stage of the Flesh Refining Realm.

He hadn’t expected him to be defeated so easily.

Now, he was conflicted. Just how powerful was this Su Yu?

’It’s absolutely impossible that he’s reached the Late-stage of the Flesh Refining Realm. If he had, Bai Zhang wouldn’t have been able to withstand a single blow.’

’But just how strong is he within the middle-stage? That’s difficult to determine.’

His original plan had been to send Bai Zhang up to test Su Yu’s strength. Even if Bai Zhang lost, he should have been able to force Su Yu to reveal some of his hidden techniques and wear him down in the process.

Then, as the grand finale, he would send Dai Xing to defeat him. By using Su Yu as a stepping stone, they could not only eliminate the threat from the White Ape Martial Arts Hall but also propel the reputations of both Dai Xing and the Chasing Wind Martial Arts Hall to new heights!

But now, looking at the calm figure on the stage, he hesitated.

’Should I still send Dai Xing up or not?’

Beside him, Hong Jingtian and Yan Xiao could clearly see the old fox’s dilemma.

They, of course, wanted Dai Xing to go up and put Su Yu in his place. But they were also afraid that if even Dai Xing lost, it would be the ultimate boost to the fame of both Su Yu and the White Ape Martial Arts Hall!

The tournament stage once again fell into a suffocating silence.

Su Yu stood quietly in the center, but in the eyes of the various factions, he seemed like an insurmountable, towering mountain, weighing heavily upon all the geniuses of his generation.

No one else dared to go up and challenge him. No one in the crowd dared to utter a single taunt. Su Yu had silenced them with his performance.

In the stands, at the Dai Family’s viewing area.

Dai Xin picked up a purple Spiritplume Grape with her slender, jade-like fingers and elegantly brought it to her ruby lips. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the handsome, calm figure on the stage, her thoughts a mystery.

Beside her, a few of her Dai Family sisters had lost their earlier carefree expressions, their eyes now filled with deep, unshakable worry.

"Sister Xin, is that Su Yu really from the little White Ape Martial Arts Hall? How can he be such a genius? Even an expert like Bai Zhang couldn’t withstand three of his moves!"

"I heard he comes from a fisherman’s family outside the city. He earned that frightening Martial Arts foundation all by himself."

"Our Black Stone City truly is a blessed land that breeds exceptional people, for another prodigy to appear. It’s said that hundreds of years ago, General Wang slew a vicious serpent at the Black Water River, causing dragon qi to gather here. Perhaps there’s some truth to that old tale."

"Sigh, this is so worrying. I firmly believe our Little Xing is a top-tier genius, but against this ridiculously strong Su Yu, the outcome is impossible to predict. Eldest Sister, do you think... should Little Xing still go up?"

While they were discussing this in worried tones, over in the Chasing Wind Martial Arts Hall’s section, a tall and straight figure had already risen to his feet. He had sharp, sword-like brows and a face as handsome as his name suggested—a star.

This was none other than Dai Xing.

Ignoring the complex gazes of his fellow disciples, Dai Xing picked up the gleaming, silver Hundred-Forged Longspear from his side. His steps were as steady as a mountain as he slowly walked onto the stage, stopping three zhang before Su Yu.

"Dai Xing of the Chasing Wind Martial Arts Hall. Twenty-one years old, middle-stage of the Flesh Refining Realm."

"I await your instruction!"

After announcing his name, an extremely rare and solemn stiffness settled upon Dai Xing’s face.

Su Yu nodded slightly. He had seen Dai Xing a few times before and knew him to be a man of few words. This was the first time he had heard him speak with such crisp solemnity.

"AHHH!!! It’s Dai Xing! Master Dai is going on stage! Master Dai, over here! Look at me!"

With Dai Xing’s appearance, a female disciple from some small, unknown martial arts hall suddenly let out a piercing shriek, instantly shattering the oppressive atmosphere.