C12 Chapter 12

Hua Hsing's victory over Jin Kun surprised many of the Outer Sect disciples, but the competition continued. Before long, several disciples were eliminated, and about half an hour later, Hsu Feng's formidable martial skills also drew the attention of the Outer Sect disciples.

On the main platform, an old man with a white beard narrowed his eyes as he watched Hsu Feng and Hua Hsing. He could not understand how two Outer Sect disciples at Qi Refining Stage Level Two had obtained Barrier Breaking Pills and used them to break through to Qi Refining Stage Level Three.

As time passed, it soon became Hua Hsing's turn to enter the arena. This time, his opponent was a disciple at the middle phase of Qi Refining Stage Level Three named Zhang Baiwu, someone regarded as fairly outstanding within the Outer Sect.

"Hua Hsing's opponent is Zhang Baiwu. Looks like Hua Hsing is going to lose."

"Zhang Baiwu's strength is obvious to everyone. Even Re Yunzheng holds him in high regard."

"Yes, I heard Zhang Baiwu is one of Re Yunzheng's trusted followers, and his strength is formidable. How could Hua Hsing, a disciple at Qi Refining Stage Level Two, possibly fight against Zhang Baiwu?"

"Zhang Baiwu is carrying killing intent. It seems he has set his mind on killing Hua Hsing."

As Zhang Baiwu stepped onto the Martial Arena, many Outer Sect disciples began discussing the match in hushed voices. In one area of the training grounds, Re Yunzheng, dressed in white, wore an indifferent expression while thinking to himself, "Hua Hsing, although you were able to sever Qii Yongqi's arm with a single strike, you will have no power to resist Zhang Baiwu."

On the Martial Arena, Zhang Baiwu looked at Hua Hsing with a face full of disdain and said, "Hua Hsing, you've gained quite a bit of fame recently, but unfortunately, you happened to run into me, Zhang Baiwu."

"I'll make you understand that trash will always be trash. Trying to stand against Senior Brother Re is simply impossible." Hearing Zhang Baiwu's words, Hua Hsing's brows tightened with displeasure, and he replied coldly, "You talk far too much nonsense." Hua Hsing's words made Zhang Baiwu's expression stiffen, and he said icily, "Hua Hsing, I hope you'll still be this arrogant in a moment."

As soon as Zhang Baiwu finished speaking, he drew a long sword and began to perform a basic sword technique, filling the air with dazzling sword light. The Black Water Sword Technique was Zhang Baiwu's chosen method. It had three levels, and Zhang Baiwu had only mastered the second. If he could reach the Perfection Stage, its power would be extraordinary. However, Zhang Baiwu believed that to deal with Hua Hsing, he did not even need the second level of the Black Water Sword Technique. The first level would be more than enough to defeat him.

As Zhang Baiwu attacked, a black sword light appeared in the sky, filled with a chilling aura. Hua Hsing looked up, his eyes deep and steady, and then said, "The Black Water Sword Technique? It is nothing special."

As soon as Hua Hsing finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and a beam of golden light shot out, colliding with the black sword light in the sky. When the golden light struck the black sword light, a loud explosion erupted, and everyone was shocked to see the black sword light beginning to dissipate.

"What? The black sword light is breaking apart?"

"What kind of sword technique did Hua Hsing use to overpower the Black Water Sword Technique so swiftly?"

"This Hua Hsing is incredible. I never expected him to have such a powerful sword technique."

Many disciples were taken aback and cried out in surprise.

As the black sword light scattered, Zhang Baiwu staggered back a few steps before regaining his balance, a hint of surprise flashing in his dark eyes.

"The Golden Light Sword Arts? You actually chose the Golden Light Sword Arts?"

Zhang Baiwu swung his long sword, and two dark sword beams appeared in the sky, casting a suffocating pressure over the entire Martial Arena. This was the second level of the Black Water Sword Technique, the most powerful skill Zhang Baiwu could muster. He could not believe Hua Hsing would be able to withstand it.

"Die!" The dark sword beams roared toward Hua Hsing with Zhang Baiwu's furious shout. Just as everyone thought Hua Hsing would be struck, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light enveloped Hua Hsing, and a golden sword beam flashed in an instant. A crisp sound echoed through the arena, and the overwhelming dark sword beams rapidly disintegrated. They vanished in moments, and Zhang Baiwu was caught in the backlash and sent flying.

With a loud thud, Zhang Baiwu crashed onto the arena floor and coughed up blood, gravely injured. His face was filled with disbelief. "How is this possible? How could I lose to someone like you?"

The entire Martial Arena erupted, and all the Outer Sect disciples stared at Hua Hsing in stunned silence as he stood on the platform.

Re Yunzheng's expression darkened, as Hua Hsing's performance had gone far beyond his expectations. He cursed inwardly.

Meanwhile, on the podium, the white-bearded old man was equally astonished. "Golden sword light," he murmured in shock.

Among everyone present, only the old man had clearly seen Hua Hsing's attack. Hua Hsing had just executed the second level of the Golden Light Sword Arts in a single breath and defeated Zhang Baiwu instantly. The old man let out a soft chuckle. Hua Hsing had actually mastered the second level of the Golden Light Sword Arts. It was truly unexpected.

In the Martial Arena, the Outer Sect disciples were utterly shocked. "The cripple turned into a genius. Hua Hsing has grown to this extent?" one disciple exclaimed.

"Yeah, we used to think Hua Hsing was a nobody. It seems the rumors were wrong. His strength is incredible," another said.

"Hua Hsing defeated Zhang Baiwu in one move. He is easily among the top 20 Outer Sect disciples now," someone speculated.

"No, I think Hua Hsing can break into the top 10," another countered.

After this battle, no one in the Outer Sect considered Hua Hsing a failure anymore. He had proven his worth through his actions.

The black sword light shattered even faster than it had the first time, and even Zhang Baiwu was caught in the backlash. He was sent flying heavily through the air. With a loud thud, he slammed onto the ground of the martial arena, coughing up blood as serious injuries spread through his body. His face was filled with disbelief. "How is this possible? How could I lose to trash like you?"

The entire martial arena erupted into an uproar. Every martial artist stared at Hua Hsing on the Martial Arena in stunned silence. Re Yunzheng's expression turned extremely grim. Hua Hsing's performance had gone far beyond his expectations. "Damn it," Re Yunzheng cursed inwardly.

On the main platform, even the white-bearded elder felt a surge of shock. "Golden sword light?" Of everyone present, only the white-bearded elder had clearly seen Hua Hsing's attack. In that instant, Hua Hsing had unleashed the second level of the Golden Light Sword Arts and defeated Zhang Baiwu in a single move. "He actually cultivated the Golden Light Sword Arts to the second level. What a surprise," the white-bearded elder said with a smile.

The Outer Sect disciples were overwhelmed with shock. "Trash turned genius? Hua Hsing has actually grown to this level?" "Yeah, we really thought he was worthless before, but it looks like the rumors were wrong. Hua Hsing is far too strong." "If Hua Hsing can defeat Zhang Baiwu in a single move, then he's definitely strong enough to rank among the top 20 disciples of the Outer Sect." "No, I think he can rank in the top 10 of the Outer Sect."

After this battle, no one in the Outer Sect considered Hua Hsing worthless anymore. Through his own performance, Hua Hsing proved that he was not trash.

Of course, some of the stronger disciples in the Outer Sect still looked down on Hua Hsing. In their view, although Hua Hsing was powerful now because of the Golden Light Sword Arts, the technique was extremely difficult to cultivate. Sooner or later, the gap between his strength and theirs would only grow wider. Of course, that was only what they believed.

In one area of the Martial Arena, Jiaang Xue and Hsu Feng stood around Hua Hsing with broad smiles on their faces. "Hua Hsing, you've really stolen the spotlight." "That's right. You defeated Zhang Baiwu with a single move. That's incredible. Just look at the Outer Sect disciples now. Even the way they look at you has changed."

Hearing Jiaang Xue and Hsu Feng talking without pause, Hua Hsing could not help feeling emotional. Before this, all of the Outer Sect disciples had considered him a good-for-nothing and looked down on him. But after the battle just now, they had come to understand his strength. The way they looked at him had become respectful. "This is a world where the strong are honored, and everything is decided by strength."

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