The Tianqi Academy's challenge was undoubtedly a rare event for the Biyou Sect's outer sect, so much so that many outer disciples abandoned their training to come and watch.
The feud between the Xuanwu and Tianqi Academy was no secret. Furthermore, a few days ago, Zhao Fenghua of the Xuanwu Academy had severely injured Tie Mohan of the Tianqi Academy, extinguishing his life force and causing his death that very night.
While the Biyou Sect permitted challenges between disciples, it prohibited any loss of life. Zhao Fenghua exploited this loophole and, rather than killing Tie Mohan outright, used a secret technique to disperse his spirit.
At this time, a large crowd had gathered outside the Xuanwu Academy. Ming Qi and Yue Qinglong had only recently arrived at the Tianqi Academy, so many people didn't recognize them. However, Meng Junyi and the others seemed already quite famous.
"That's Meng Junyi from Tianqi Academy. With the eighth level of the Acquired Realm, he's no match for Zhao Fenghua."
"Look, isn't that the cook, Oona? She's truly beautiful!"
"She's got a curvaceous figure, and a waist almost as thin as my arm. She's the height of beauty!"
...
Listening to these people's shameless comments, Ming Qi turned away coldly.
These men were all young men in their twenties. Their sect uniforms were embroidered with a pure white flower. Ming Qi knew this symbol represented Qionghua Academy.
"Qionghua Academy, just wait! After we deal with Zhao Fenghua, you'll be next!"
Ming Qi snorted inwardly. Lin Wan had died at the hands of the Qionghua Academy's men, so he wouldn't let them go. He would teach them a lesson as he had taught Xuanwu Academy, completely crushing them under his feet.
Just as Ming Qi glanced at the Qionghua Academy disciples, they immediately stopped talking and looked up.
One of the thick-browed disciples shouted, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen this before?"
Ming Qi ignored him, snorting coldly and turning away.
He was still stepping on Luo Zheng. Although Luo Zheng's hands and eyes were crippled, he wasn't dead, and he was groaning in pain.
Somehow, the disciples hadn't noticed Ming Qi's foot. Now, looking down along Ming Qi's raised right leg, they were all startled.
"That's Luo Zheng, the flying squirrel from Xuanwu Academy!" the thick-browed disciple exclaimed softly.
"How did he get stepped on? He looks crippled!"
One of them said, a little horrified.
"This kid is ruthless. Let's stay away from him."
The others left immediately, turning around and running to the other side.
"Lin Wan from Tianqi Academy died at our hands. This guy won't go to our place too, will he?"
After wandering over, one of them asked.
"Can he defeat Zhao Fenghua?"
The thick-browed disciple scoffed. Zhao Fenghua was at the peak of the Ninth Layer, one foot already in the Innate Realm. He was no match for those minions.
"Even if he managed to defeat Zhao Fenghua, it wouldn't be us who would cause trouble. Lin Wan was killed by Senior Sister Lingyun, and she has connections."
....
Amidst the chatter, footsteps echoed through Xuanwu Academy. A dozen disciples, dressed in sect uniforms embroidered with the character for "Wu," emerged.
"Senior Brother Ge, that's the guy!"
The group arrived outside the Xuanwu Academy gate and stood quietly.
The young man with prominent cheekbones pointed at Ming Qi, standing at the front of the group, and whispered something in the ear of a young disciple with a rather gloomy expression.
The young man named Ge, with a somewhat grim expression, looked up at Ming Qi, his thoughts unsettled.
"Junior Brother Ming, this man's name is Ge Chuncheng. He's a standout among the Xuanwu Academy disciples, possessing the strength of the Ninth Level of the Acquired Realm, not much behind Zhao Fenghua."
Tang Qi whispered an explanation to Ming Qi upon seeing Ge Chuncheng emerge.
Ge Chuncheng looked at Luo Zheng, who was being trampled by Ming Qi, a flicker of anger flashing across his face. He said, "I can't believe the people from Tianqi Academy have gotten so bold, they've actually come to our Xuanwu Gate to act recklessly. I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and beg for mercy, and I'll spare your lives."
"This is Ge Chuncheng, the 'Little Spear Tyrant.' He wields a fierce and ferocious spear. We're in for a good show."
"I heard he's also mastered the Overlord Spear Technique. Looks like the people from Tianqi Academy are in for a tragedy."
"Xuanwu Academy's Overlord Secret Codex is a fusion of many secret techniques. It's considered the pinnacle of cultivation for a post-natal cultivator. It's said to be able to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
...
As soon as Ge Chuncheng appeared, some people began to whisper.
Mortals possess the Eight Trigrams Soul, and cultivators are no exception. Moreover, when a cultivator's Eight Trigrams Soul ignites, it reaches a completely different energy level.
It must be said that Ge Chuncheng seemed to have truly grasped the essence of the Overlord Spear Execution. Standing there, he looked like a spear, straight and unmoved.
"Kowtowing and begging for mercy?"
Hearing these words, Meng Junyi's face turned cold. "You, Xuanwu Academy, murdered my junior brother, and yet you still speak such words? How shameless!"
Ge Chuncheng looked at Meng Junyi and said, "You must be Meng Junyi, right? I told you, if you from Tianqi Academy kowtow and beg for mercy, I will spare your lives. If you persist, then you can't blame me."
Ge Chuncheng was not at all impressed by Tianqi Academy's senior brother.
"I want to see what 'Little Spear Tyrant' has in store!"
Meng Junyi, clearly furious, took two steps forward to confront Ge Chuncheng.
Just now, due to his carelessness, he had let Luo Zheng, a seventh-level cultivator, slip past him. This had deeply concerned him. He was the senior brother of Tianqi Academy, considered the school's pillar, yet he hadn't been able to stop the enemy. This time, he would avenge his anger no matter what.
Meng Ge, standing nearby, wanted to attack, but on second thought, he hushed his lips. He folded his arms and watched leisurely. He continued to stomp on Luo Zheng's head, leaving a pool of blood on the ground.
He had made up his mind: as long as Zhao Fenghua didn't come out, he would keep stomping until Luo Zheng's head was crushed into the ground.
"Pah!"
The young spear master, Ge Chuncheng, swung his right hand, a silver spear in hand, and plunged it into the ground before him.
"You are the senior brother of Tianqi Academy, and I am just a nobody from Xuanwu Academy. I'm afraid this isn't very appropriate."
A strange smile played on Ge Chuncheng's face.
"This guy is so mean! Is he trying to take advantage of Meng Junyi?"
Ming Qi immediately thought of this.
Sure enough, Ge Chuncheng didn't wait for Meng Junyi to speak before continuing, "How about this? For your first three moves, you'll only defend and not attack. That'll be worthy of your status as Senior Brother. Otherwise, even if you defeat me, it'll be dishonorable!"
"You!"
Meng Junyi's face changed. This guy was so despicable.
"That's right. Senior Brother Meng is the Senior Brother of Tianqi Academy. A challenge like this must be a fair fight!"
The Qionghua Academy disciples nearby immediately fanned the flames.
Ming Qi couldn't stand it any longer. He stomped hard on Luo Zheng's head, took a few steps forward, and said, "Senior Brother Meng, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? Since he said so, let me, a nobody from Tianqi Academy, fight him!"
Ming Qi took a step forward, and just as Luo Zheng was about to struggle to his feet, his head suddenly felt heavy, and another foot came down.
Yue Qinglong smiled at Ouna, standing by. "Senior Sister Ouna," he said, "I'll block it for you."
Seeing Ming Qi approach, Meng Junyi's expression eased slightly, but he said with some concern, "Junior Brother Ming, his spear..."
Ming Qi gave him a strange smile. "He has one, and so do I!"
Swish!
Ming Qi also plunged his bloody spear into the ground and, as if to defiantly glare at the young spear master across from him, a flicker of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Although Ming Qi had rescued Meng Junyi and moved to the back, he still looked uneasy. When he saw Yue Qinglong take Ming Qi's place and step on Luo Zheng's bloodshot head, he frowned again.
Seeing Ming Qi, a cold light flashed across Ge Chuncheng's face. With a flick of his right hand, the silver spear shot up, emanating an unparalleled aura of dominance.
"Boy, you're here to die, don't blame me!"
Ming Qi sneered, casually picking up the bloody spear and pointing it at Ge Chuncheng. "Who's going to die is still uncertain. My senior brother is giving you face and letting you off the hook, but I'm different."
As he raised the spear, murderous aura began to spread from Ming Qi's body, the invisible and intangible murderous aura condensing into a thin stream that slowly converged on the spear's tip.
During the Tianguan Tower trials, Ming Qi had integrated the profound essence of the Wolf Fist into his spearmanship. While he hadn't yet achieved the state of flawless, unrestrained control, the spear, the king of all weapons, was far more powerful than simply unleashing the Wolf Fist.
However, the opponent also wielded a spear, which diminished Ming Qi's advantage.
Huh!
Ge Chuncheng seemed to sense Ming Qi's formidable opponent, and he swirled the silver spear in his hand, its tip piercing with a fierce edge.
"Overlord Spear Technique, Bloody Battle in All Directions!"
Ming Qi immediately engaged in Overlord Spear Technique. He had fought Lei Tong before, who used Overlord Iron Fist, but he hadn't expected to encounter the Overlord series here.
As Ge Chuncheng's Bloody Battle in All Directions technique appeared, his entire demeanor changed. He seemed to merge with the silver spear. With him at the center, countless silver spear shadows emanated in all directions, forming a strange spear formation.
This strange spear formation swirled and roared, charging towards Ming Qi.
"A trifling trick!"
Ming Qi sneered, gently raising the bloody spear in his hand and aiming effortlessly at the center of the opponent's strange spear formation. Simultaneously, the profound essence of the Wolf Fist merged and intertwined, and the fear-filled thought of the second Wolf Fist's punch flowed along the spear.
The spear's imposing power was undeniable, but it also lacked refinement and sophistication. Ming Qi's fear, once emanating, didn't crystallize into a single point, but instead spread outward in all directions, centered around his spear.
Instantly, a wave of fear spread, instantly engulfing those around him.
"What kind of spear is this? How can it be so terrifying!"
"His aura completely overwhelms Ge Chuncheng!"
"We'd better stay away, or we'll be killed or seriously injured!"
Fear welled up in the hearts of countless people.