C46 Unbelievable

Chu Yangxiang looked at Chu Xiaoxiang with a smile and said, "I've already delivered the fifty thousand Xuanwu Silver Coins to the family head. Why would I renege on my promise?"

The Fifth Elder let out a sigh. Chu Yangxiang's actions today had taken him by surprise; they had acted too rashly.

If it were his master, he would have broken his arms and legs. If it were his servant, he would have killed them. How absurd. For over a month, Chu Tianwen and the others had endured some hardships, but there was no need for such drastic measures.

Hadn't the family head always been their protector?

Even as a Profound Master, it would be a formidable challenge for him to defeat five Profound Warrior Eight-stars.

Chu Yangxiang had already handed over the five Crystal Cards to Chu Qingyong. His commitment to the martial contest was inevitable.

Chu Qingyong, holding the five Crystal Cards, couldn't conceal his astonishment.

"My boy, are you certain about this?"

Chu Yangxiang looked at Chu Qingyong with resolve and affirmed, "I am certain."

Chu Xiaoxiang and the other four were invigorated as they approached the stage. Chu Yangxiang had given each of them ten thousand Crystal Cards. With this wealth, they could each acquire the pill from the Auction Hall they had long coveted.

This young man had the audacity to challenge all five of them simultaneously.

Not just them, even Chu Yuexing was taken aback by Chu Yangxiang's lavish gesture. Fifty thousand Crystal Cards was a sum not even he could produce at once. This young man had casually produced it. What kind of treasure had he stumbled upon?

If Chu Yangxiang had indeed found a treasure, they would have to devise a plan to acquire it, as they were the ones in dire need of funds.

So, the five of them ascended the stage. Chu Qinxiang gestured respectfully to Chu Yangxiang and said, "Brother, let's not proceed with this."

Chu Yangxiang simply smiled and replied, "Thank you, sister."

Chu Xiaoxiang gave a cold smirk, "Kid, I have no idea where you've gotten all this wealth from, but now it belongs to us."

They encircled Chu Yangxiang.

At the referee's signal, Chu Yangxiang emitted an aura of killing intent so potent it seemed almost tangible. This formidable presence could stir hearts and shake souls to their core.

After three months of rigorous training on Hyphosis Mountain, Chu Yangxiang emerged with a heart as unyielding as steel and a mind of extreme calmness. The aura of death that clung to him was enough to shake the soul of any onlooker.

His body thrummed with the power of the Martial God Heavenly Technique, and the dark green Tortoise Shell Pattern that adorned his entire being made his visible head and fists appear as if they were encased in green armor.

Fifty-three streams of Profound Power coursed through him, as Chu Yangxiang unleashed his most devastating attacks.

Chu Xiaoxiang, Chu Tixiang, Chu Qinxiang, Chu Yaoxiang, and Chu Fengxiang launched a coordinated assault from every angle. Their attacks were aimed high and low, at the center, seemingly leaving no room for error.

Yet, to everyone's surprise, Chu Yangxiang contorted his body in an evasive dance, slipping past the strikes of Chu Tixiang, Chu Qinxiang, Chu Yaoxiang, and Chu Fengxiang.

With his fists raised, sporting several inches of protruding bone, Chu Yangxiang ferociously hammered towards Chu Xiaoxiang's own punch.

The two fists met with a thunderous thud. Chu Xiaoxiang was sent hurtling through the air, the sound of his breaking arm following in his wake. He crashed to the ground, his right arm now limp and useless, the broken bones piercing through the skin.

The sheer force behind Chu Yangxiang's punch left the crowd in awe.

Chu Yuexing's voice boomed across the arena, "Quick, get Chu Xiaoxiang out of here!"

"My son!" The agony in Chu Yuexing's cry was palpable.

Witnessing his son's right arm shattered by Chu Yangxiang's single punch, he bellowed with a mix of rage and despair, his eyes reddening with emotion.

The referee wasted no time in evacuating Chu Xiaoxiang from the scene. Upon examination, it was clear that Chu Xiaoxiang had suffered a comminuted fracture in his forearm and a complete break in his upper arm. As the medical team rushed to his aid, each manipulation of the broken bones elicited from Chu Xiaoxiang screams of agony akin to a pig facing slaughter.

Like a tiger descending from the mountain, Chu Yangxiang embodied the ferocity of the beast. He lunged at Chu Tixiang, his palm morphing into the form of a Tiger Claw, aiming straight for his opponent's face.

Chu Tixiang was overwhelmed by the sensation of a fierce tiger bearing down on him, his bones turning to jelly under the pressure.

He stepped back just in time to evade Chu Yangxiang's grasp. Chu Yangxiang's fingers were like blades, spinning in a swift motion reminiscent of five razor-sharp daggers, aiming for Chu Tixiang's neck and meridians, ready to slice through them.

Chu Tixiang was petrified. If he were to be struck by this attack, his meridians and blood vessels would be severed, leading to an untimely death.

Chu Tixiang was filled with dread. He had never anticipated Chu Yangxiang's courage to have grown to such an extent. With a mere flick of his wrist, the air around Chu Yangxiang roiled, and the force of his punch whistled through the air, threatening to rip open Chu Tixiang's throat.

Even before Chu Yangxiang's fingers made contact, Chu Tixiang felt a searing pain as if his skin were being torn apart.

Chu Tixiang arched his back, desperate to break free and escape.

Chu Yangxiang's body shifted in an uncanny tilt, and he landed a punch on Chu Tixiang's leg.

Chu Tixiang was hurled over ten meters away, crashing to the ground and clutching his left leg, his screams unceasing.

The onlookers were shocked into silence, their minds struggling to process the surreal scene. In the span of two breaths, two Profound Warrior Eight-stars had been severely injured by Chu Yangxiang.

How could this be? Could such a prodigy truly exist?

The referee was drenched in a cold sweat, as there had been no injuries this grave in all the morning's matches. Chu Yangxiang, a mere Profound Warrior Five-star, how could he so effortlessly defeat opponents of the Profound Warrior Eight-star level?

The crowd beneath the stage was left speechless, the events that unfolded in mere moments seeming beyond belief.

Chu Yangxiang's every action was fluid and natural. To what realm had he ascended?

Mater Chu, the five elders, and the four Profound Warrior Group Leaders were utterly astonished. Chu Yangxiang was undoubtedly employing the Chu Family's authentic South Bear Fist, yet his martial skill had reached the pinnacle of Super Great Perfection.

Their hearts pounded as if struck by a heavy blow. They had practiced the South Bear Fist for many years and had yet to achieve the Great Completion Stage. Just three months prior, Chu Yangxiang was at the Great Completion Stage, and in that short time, he had not only bridged the gap but also attained the Super Great Perfection.

They had been honing their martial arts for decades, yet none had achieved the pinnacle of Great Completion. In contrast, Chu Yangxiang had ascended from a novice to the Great Completion Stage in a mere six months—an astounding miracle.

"This can't be happening!"

Inwardly, some were screaming in disbelief, feeling as though they were trapped in a dream at the sight of Chu Yangxiang.

Chu Yuexing's face twisted with rage as he beheld his eldest son with a broken arm and his second son nursing a fractured left leg. He glared at Chu Yangxiang on the stage and bellowed, "Chu Yangxiang, how could you be so cruel?"

With a serene smile, Chu Yangxiang replied, "Am I cruel? I'm far better than those pretenders. He hired an assassin to kill me in cold blood on Hyphosis Mountain, despite us having no prior feud. Chu Yuexing, if you think you've been wronged, step up here. I'm not the least bit intimidated by you."

Chu Tixiang, in the midst of receiving treatment, let out a scream so agonizing it sent shivers down the spines of many.

Chu Qinxiang, Chu Yaoxiang, and Chu Fengxiang stepped back, bowing respectfully to Chu Yangxiang. "Brother, there's no need for further combat. We concede to your superior skill."

With a slight smile from Chu Yangxiang, the three of them leaped down from the platform.

A hush fell over the crowd as they gazed at the strikingly handsome figure dominating the stage, their minds grappling with the sheer improbability of it all.

Who could have imagined Chu Yangxiang's formidable prowess?

A mere Profound Warrior Five-star, he had incapacitated two Profound Warrior Eight-star adversaries with just two moves in the span of two breaths. His victory was swift and decisive, the likes of which they had never witnessed before.

Many in the audience regarded Chu Yangxiang with a mix of awe and fear. The Chu Family had indeed unveiled a prodigy beyond anyone's wildest imaginings.

The referee proclaimed, "I hereby announce that this year's foremost talent of the Chu Family is none other than Chu Yangxiang."

His voice resonated across the Chu Family's Training Hall, followed by a surge of resounding applause.

"A true prodigy, indeed. Chu Yangxiang has mastered our Chu Family's martial arts to the height of perfection—an incredible feat."

"Chu Yangxiang is destined to lead our Chu Family to glory."

"Indeed, Chu Yangxiang is formidable."

The applause was deafening, and the cheers never ceased.

Every spectator felt a surge of excitement as they watched the young man on the stage.

Chu Tianwen and Hu Yewan gazed at the young man, their eyes brimming with pride. This was their son, the one who had repeatedly performed miracles.

Chu Yangxiang's actions today had taken them aback. They had only just realized the true extent of their child's strength.

Chunhong and Xiaocheng beamed with pride. Their master had reached the pinnacle of the Chu Family's youth.

"When the young master was away, many tried to bully us, to make us change our minds. But we stood firm, and our loyalty has been vindicated."

"Young master, you're incredibly skilled. I look up to you so much." Tears streamed down Chunhong's face.

Chu Yuexing stepped up to the judges' stand and addressed everyone, "Patriarch, esteemed elders, I must speak."

His voice, amplified by Profound Power, resonated clearly throughout the venue, causing the clapping crowd to fall silent.

"I call for disciplinary action against Chu Yangxiang. He was raised by our Chu Family, which provided him with resources, status, and support. Look at what he has done in return."

Chu Yuexing pointed at Chu Yangxiang and continued, "Upon his return, he failed to report to us, showing disrespect for his elders and a lack of filial piety. He came home and killed four of our Chu Family's servants, tarnishing our reputation. He is unkind and unjust. Now, in a sparring match with his own brother, he has killed him. He is unfilial and disrespectful."

"He is unrighteous, disloyal, and unfilial—a white-eyed wolf, a blight upon our Chu Family. I urge the Patriarch to strip Chu Yangxiang of his Cultivation And Martial Skills and demote him to the rank of an outer disciple."

The Third Elder, with his piercing triangular eyes, fixed his gaze on Chu Yangxiang and demanded, "Now that it has come to this, what do you have to say?"

Chu Yangxiang offered a slight smile. "I'll keep quiet for now. I'm curious to see how the family will handle this."

Just then, the gatekeeper approached with a message, "Patriarch, a representative from the Pill Cauldron Divine Sect in Xuanwu County has arrived and requests an audience with you."

Chu Qingyong nodded in response, "Very well, let's go greet them. The rest of you, stay here. We'll discuss this matter further in a bit."