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Chapter 659: 659 - A single strike
The monk’s next three battles were far less impressive than the last one.
The disciples weren’t weak, just mediocre, and at most managed to exchange six or seven blows before being defeated.
At the end of those three fights, Fa Yun still looked relaxed. He was breathing a little heavily, nothing more.
Finally, he could face the young dragon who had piqued his curiosity so much.
"Fa Yun is the winner, five consecutive victories! Long Qingyi will be the next opponent!" The elder in the heavens declared, and without hesitation, Qingyi stepped forward.
Many curious gazes fell upon the young man who had replaced Guo Tianhao, the greatest talent of the Cosmic Dawn Sect.
What could have led the sect leader to replace Tianhao when the matter was as important as his own daughter’s unawakened lineage?
Qingyi stepped into the arena with a smooth leap and allowed the elder to seal his cultivation, suppressing everything that should not be seen.
With his cultivation sealed and relying solely on his physical strength, Qingyi smiled at Fa Yun.
Honestly, he had considered hiding his power, but after a moment, he decided it wasn’t necessary.
He wasn’t a young man without backing who would be hunted down for the treasures within his body if he demonstrated talent incompatible with his origins.
He was a black dragon who had received Ma Zhenwu’s verbal endorsement. Furthermore, he had a high chance of becoming the future Young Lord of the Cosmic Dawn Sect by marrying Rou’er, who had already publicly declared herself his fiancée.
No one would pursue him for his secrets because everyone would simply attribute everything to the sect leader, who no longer had eyes for Tianhao and was now investing everything in his future son-in-law.
"Brother Qingyi, I hope you won’t hold a grudge if I hurt you. I know the power of the draconic constitution, but my body has been thoroughly tempered."
"I say the same for you, don’t hold a grudge." Qingyi smiled, and in the next instant, his body exploded with speed.
The ground beneath his feet cracked from the momentum, shards of stone flying around as he shot toward the monk.
Fa Yun shuddered. He raised his fists forcefully above his face, tensing every muscle he possessed.
It wasn’t enough.
A thunderous explosion echoed through the arena as Qingyi’s fist collided with the monk’s guard.
His arms snapped like toothpicks struck by a bull, and his body was hurled backward with terrifying force.
If both were at their actual cultivation levels, it would be a difficult battle for Qingyi, but in terms of sheer brute strength?
Unless Fa Yun was also a dragon, he wouldn’t stand a chance.
The monk’s body slammed into the arena wall with a dull thud and slid to the floor. The sect’s healers immediately gathered him up.
A heavy silence fell over the arena as everyone stared at Qingyi, speechless.
Guo Longwei’s face was frozen in shock, his heart nearly bursting out of his mouth.
What the hell was that obscene power?
How was that even possible?
Qingyi ignored the stunned stares and the muffled whispers spreading through the stands above him.
In fact, he attacked with full force.
He hadn’t meant to break Fa Yun’s arms, but it was a purely physical injury, so any healer could fix it.
With a calm expression, he simply waited for his next opponent.
Again, a single strike.
And then another, and another, and another.
In less than two minutes, Qingyi defeated ten opponents, none lasting more than five seconds in the arena.
The shock deepened even further, and even the sect leader leaned back in his chair, letting out a defeated sigh.
He remembered an occasion, a thousand years ago, when a dragon participated in this competition.
The dragon was the first to fight and, single-handedly, eliminated over two hundred participants before, exhausted, falling.
Back then, they had to restart the competition so the other disciples could have a chance to demonstrate their strength, since over one hundred and fifty had been knocked down with a single strike.
Watching Qingyi in action, the sect leader sighed.
They would have to redo the competition again...
Rou’er, standing beside Xue Hua, was the most excited of them all.
Hugging her gothic big sister, she smiled. "See, big brother Qingyi is amazing, isn’t he? And the titles he’s going to win will be way more amazing than your fiancé’s titles!"
"I know... you don’t need to remind me..." Xue Hua clenched her teeth.
It was hard to get angry at Rou’er, but thinking of her fiancé’s shameful title, ’Longwei, the pants-shitter’, she could only shudder.
She was so talented, a beauty who would be recognized even in the central region.
What on earth did she do to deserve a man like that?
The battles continued.
Twenty, thirty, forty...
Soon, a hundred battles had taken place in just a few minutes, the number of competitors dwindling further and further as the infirmaries filled up.
Many cursed in outrage, pointing fingers at Qingyi and accusing him of cheating, of using hidden Qi, and even asking the sect leader himself to investigate.
Why did the world have to be so unfair? How the hell did that bastard defeat a hundred of them without even breaking a sweat, each with a single blow?
The only one there who was excited was the tiger.
His eyes sparkled as he fought the urge to throw himself into that arena and challenge Qingyi to a duel to the death right there.
’Hm... I wonder if he’s interested in becoming my brother-in-law...’ The tiger scratched his chin, remembering his beautiful sisters.
He would certainly offer them all to Qingyi, if he proved himself worthy in their duel!
And so, the duels continued.
There were no more battles, just Qingyi landing a little over two hundred and fifty casual consecutive punches, each punch knocking down a disciple.
Not even a single drop of sweat appeared on him. Wasn’t that a bit too unfair?
Many recalled the forbidden regions of the secret realm, where beasts so powerful dwelled that no one dared to challenge them.
Would the lucky one who chose Qingyi be able to defy such fortunes?
Many already wanted to throw themselves into Qingyi’s arms and choose him as their representative, but remembering that he would be Rou’er’s representative, they could only swallow their envy in silence.
Xue Hua, with a determined look, stood up. Her eyes did not turn to the sect leader, but rather to his wife, Madame Lan.
"I plan to choose Long Qingyi as my protector, alongside Rou’er. Please make an exception and allow one protector to take two people."