At the mont of transformation into Celestial Martial, Su Tu reached an indescribable state within an instant.
That feeling was hard to put into words.
To force an expression, it was as if in Su Tu’s eyes, Feng’s domineering attack shed all its enhancents.
The Fluctuation Power dissipated, the True Qi reinforcent vanished, this punch was the simplest, purest punch, and he could clearly see the way the punch was powered, the technique, the path of force.
His eyes fell, perceiving the essence of the technique.
This is Celestial Martial!!
With the posture of the heavens above, summoning the ten directions of the Martial Arts Dao!!
"I know your weakness now."
Su Tu spoke softly, facing Feng’s domineering killing technique, he neither dodged nor avoided, greeting it head on.
Amidst the swaying of his figure, he vaguely resonated with that terrifying Fluctuation Power, completely immune to its influence, surprisingly even transforming that power into his own reinforcent.
"What!!" Feng, sensing the change, for the first ti showed a trace of astonishnt on his face.
He had never seen anyone who could not only resist the suppression of his power, but also turn around and borrow his power.
But what truly surprised him ca afterward, as Su Tu appeared in front of him almost instantaneously, one hand forming a dragon claw, directly clasping Feng’s wrist,
Without any terrifying killing technique manifesting, just this alone dissipated the force of Feng’s punch.
The extrely domineering charged punch instantly lost its power.
Then followed by Su Tu’s storm-like attack, the offensive and defensive stance reversed in a flash.
Various techniques alternated perfectly in Su Tu’s hands, Prajna Seven Kills reverberated, killing intent surged, Void Jump turned shadows into kills, the Martial Champion Scholar was suppressed by Su Tu.
Any killing technique, any thod he tried to use would be effortlessly suppressed by Su Tu, preventing initiation.
This battle no longer seed like a fight between prodigies.
More like... an old man teasing a child....
Such a situation left the instructors who were watching wide-eyed, unable to believe their eyes.
The Martial Champion Scholar was actually suppressed to such an extent, this was not a fight, it was more like Su Tu was giving technique guidance to Feng.
Every move and detail of Su Tu was flawless, the Qi pathway was precise to every inch of muscle.
This battle could even be recorded in textbooks!
If any of the instructors present were placed in the sa realm as them, they would only et a fate of instant defeat.
Judging from techniques alone, they even felt Su Tu had surpassed them.
This is too crazy, too beyond imagination, considering each and every one of those present had undergone countless trials, painstaking cultivation, to qualify as instructors.
They had instructed countless students in techniques, but compared to this young man, it was like comparing clouds to mud.
Could an eighteen-year-old student really possess such a level of fighting technique??
Is he really eighteen??
A sound of swallowing echoed in the entire space.
"Zishu, do you know sothing... could this person be the reincarnation of a Daoist Master?"
An instructor cautiously asked.
And Zishu just returned a aningful smile, giving an unpredictable feeling.
Unbeknownst to them, his hand hidden in his sleeve was subtly trembling with excitent.
"This is the heir of the Heaven-Reaching Dao Lineage!! This is the successor of Elder Zhou!!"
"We’ve finally awaited this day!!"
"Initially, I thought he would at most tie with the Martial Champion Scholar, but to think he suppressed the Martial Champion Scholar to such an extent!!"
"Wait!! If that’s the case, he might actually draw the original coronation!!"
Thinking of this, Zishu’s heart surged with waves of heat.
At this mont, the Martial Champion Scholar was truly miserable, his fighting thod was open and decisive, breaking the enemy with force, pressing people with skill, but against Su Tu, his techniques couldn’t unfold, Qi power couldn’t rise and was instantly suppressed.
In the fighting, he had never suffered such grievances, his eyes flushed red with frustration.
A foul breath stuck in his heart, wanting to roar to the sky, but just as he was about to open his mouth.
Su Tu pressed down with a palm, forcibly squelching his roar, his Inner Qi was chaotic, his form unstable, hit directly on the shoulder by a Prajna Seven Kills from Su Tu.
Bang~
His whole body flew backward like a cannonball, crashed through two mountain peaks before barely stopping.
"Finally, damn, I can catch my breath!!"
As the Martial Champion Scholar thought this, a fierce crimson gold flashed before him.
"How on earth did you train your techniques!"
The Martial Champion Scholar roared angrily, unwilling to bow his head, diving into fighting again, but the result was as expected, still firmly suppressed by Su Tu.
Su Tu had never felt this good, the elevation brought by Celestial Martial not only improved fighting, technique.
It was a transformation beyond words, an understanding of combat, utilization of force, reaching a brand new level.
In Su Tu’s eyes, visible nodes appeared on the Martial Champion Scholar’s body, these nodes were the Scholar’s weaknesses, lightly touched could break them, a raised hand could suppress them.
Accompanying Su Tu stamping Feng underfoot again, embedding him into the ground.
The Martial Champion Scholar roared out loud, his whole face flushed with intense redness, full of grief and indignation.
"No more fighting!! No more fighting!!!"
"I’m suffocating to death!!"
Power couldn’t be released, techniques couldn’t be displayed, Qi couldn’t flow smoothly.
Fighting with Su Tu, all his ans were completely suppressed, restrained, with not a single way to break through.
He had thought it would be a hearty and unrestrained battle, but never imagined it would end up suffocating him like this.
At this mont, Feng’s entire body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, bruises all over, stained with residual blood, gasping heavily.
Looking at Su Tu again, the whole person was calm and collected, not even his breathing disrupted.
"In this First Realm, no one can defeat you, without opening Martial Bone, just in terms of techniques, I acknowledge you as the strongest in a thousand years!"
"Aweso, you’re really aweso!!!"
Feng sat on the collapsed mountain, hands propped behind him, panting heavily, but his eyes were not despondent due to defeat; instead, they had an indescribable brightness.
"In this realm, I concede to you!"
"The strongest in this realm, none other than Su Tu!!"
The Martial Champion Scholar exclaid loudly.
You have to concede. The Peeping Branch Realm is where the foundation of Martial Arts Dao lies. In this realm, the ans you can use are limited. Technique rivalry and body combat are the main thes of this realm.
However, Su Tu’s physical body is not weaker than his, and his technique suppresses him the entire ti, making it difficult for him to even display his technique in Su Tu’s presence.
How can this battle be fought, how can it be fought??
As the words from the Martial Champion Scholar fell, a breath of aura instantly flashed over his body.
It would not be accurate to call it aura; the feeling of that thing is hard to describe. If you must say, it should be... a form of pull.
Su Tu seed to sense sothing. He raised his head to look at a spot on the sky do, and the Martial Champion Scholar also stood up, his expression slightly excited.
"Hahahahahaha!! Indeed, my feeling was right, indeed the original Crown is watching you!"
"I just don’t know what it actually is!"
From a place on the sky do, a stream of light broke through everything, dazzlingly brilliant with grand rumbling, leaving traces of martial artists’ residual shadows in the void wherever it passed.
They perford techniques mid-air, honing their techniques, and each shadow signifies the extre of a particular kind of technique.
Simultaneously, the instructors in the special space fell into a deathly silence.
Then, burst into exclamations. These usually aloof instructors, at this mont, lost their supposed seriousness and solemnity.
They gazed at the Immortal Ruins’ brilliance, feeling their breath uncontrollably trembling.
"The original!! It’s the original Crown!!"
"Su Tu actually indeed summoned the original Crown, which is the Crown left by the Martial God himself!!"
"Three lifetis of fortune, truly fortunate!! Never expected, I actually could witness the original Crown!!"
The instructors were excited as if they were children.
They hadn’t even had ti to be surprised by Su Tu’s triumph over the Martial Champion Scholar.
Simply because the weight of the original Crown was too heavy!!
It’s the Crown personally left for future generations by the Martial God, a living augnted thought, all subsequent Crowns are clumsy imitations of them.
Throughout Federation history, the occurrences of the original Crown are few and far between.
In the annals, only scant ntions.
And today, they actually witnessed all this, they indeed witnessed history, how could they stay calm?
Wei Yang watched all this, eyes glowing; initially, he just wanted to scout a promising talent for his profession, but now it seems he discovered an everlasting pine!
Originally, Wei Yang intended that after the Training Camp, Su Tu would take leave, and he would take him to the academy for a look, to broaden his horizons, but now...
"Turns out... you are the greatest horizon I’ve seen..."
anwhile, outside the Star River, countless figures ca, looking at the Ancestor Star, each of them incomparably strong, bringing aura that shook space.
At this mont, their gaze upon the Ancestor Star was filled with shock and excitent.
"The original has manifested!"
"The Martial Champion Scholar indeed brought out a new original!!"
"Seems like this Ancestor Star Martial Examination is more complicated than we imagined!"
"Douluo Palace Star Map shattering, Ancestor Star exposed to the myriad races’ gaze, initially I thought it was all coincidence, but now the original Crown has erged on the Ancestor Star, it seems everything isn’t that simple!"
"Wonder which path the original Crown descended this ti!"
Above the sky do, that dazzling brilliance approached even closer, further descending, the entire sky do was enveloped by martial artists practicing their skills.
Rumble!!
Finally, the dazzling brilliance exploded into two words.
Martial Extre!
"Indeed it’s Martial Extre!"
"The most absolute of techniques, executing the extre of all techniques, showcasing the extre of all martial techniques, is Martial Extre!"
The Martial Champion Scholar looked at the Crown and spoke excitedly.
He genuinely believed Su Tu deserved this Crown, able to suppress him with technique to such an extent, if Su Tu isn’t worthy of the na Martial Extre, then no one in the world is.
Su Tu gazed at those two words, feeling a call; as long as he raised his hand, those two words would illuminate him, and he too would receive unimaginable augntation.
It’s the augntation left by the Martial God, personally bestowed Crown.
Dread of by nurous geniuses in Martial Arts Dao as the ’ultimate’
However, at this mont, Su Tu remained exceptionally calm.
"What are you waiting for?"
"Reach out your hand, accept the augntation of the Crown!"
The Martial Champion Scholar saw Su Tu unmoving, sowhat anxious, though he wasn’t clear on Su Tu’s thoughts, he now considered Su Tu half a friend.
He acknowledges strength alone, Su Tu earned his recognition, even said he completely conquered him in this realm,
He wouldn’t make excuses, unable to win is simply unable to win, what can’t be won today, will be won another day.
Seeing Su Tu’s lack of reaction to the Crown, he was even more anxious than Su Tu.
"No rush." However, Su Tu raised an eyebrow and looked towards the sky, as if waiting for sothing.
"Not a buddy, you’ve abstained, this isn’t urgent?"
Feng rembered, when the [Martial Champion Scholar] shone upon him, he didn’t hesitate at all, directly accepted the augntation, fearing if he took a bit longer, the Crown would disperse.
"Just wait a bit longer."
Su Tu spoke, perceiving sothing else calling him.
"What exactly are you waiting for...." Feng queried confusedly, yet halfway through his words, he abruptly stopped, finally licking his parched lips, uttering just one word.
"Damn"
At this mont, the upper sky do split open with two beams of brilliance, charging forth with boundless sanctity and grandeur, reflecting the descent!!
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