Translator: Anubis Translations
"It seems there's no one else here.
Fine, judging by your attire, you all seem to come from prominent families, and your storage pouches are bulging—probably filled with valuable items.
I suppose I'll reluctantly take action!"
Gu Feng's bold and boastful words caused a stir among the crowd. His audacity was staggering—on the brink of death, he was still thinking about robbery.
Several geniuses who had been hesitating whether to act finally couldn't hold back. The moment Gu Feng prepared to strike, they leaped into the arena at the last second.
Gu Feng was strong, but he couldn't possibly be strong enough to take on over a hundred people. These were all renowned prodigies of Cloud Prefecture, after all.
United against a common enemy, even a Qi Refining Realm cultivator would be forced to flee in disarray.
Seeing a few familiar faces, Gu Feng frowned.
"You lot, you probably don't have anything valuable on you anymore, right?"
"You bastard, do you really think you're invincible? I, Liu Biao, don't believe you're that strong."
"Heh—" Gu Feng chuckled softly and said no more. He held his large blade horizontally in front of him, one hand gripping the hilt, the other clutching the tip.
Suddenly, he let out a soft shout, and a powerful aura erupted, blowing off his headband and sending the cloth covering his face fluttering to the side.
For many, this was the first time they had seen Gu Feng's true face. They stood on tiptoe, peering into the arena.
In the next moment, gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd. The large blade in Gu Feng's hand, under the immense force of his physical strength, began to crack and shatter into countless pieces.
"This blade was engraved with two complete runes, making it a top-tier weapon among mundane-grade arms. To break it with sheer brute force alone—his physical strength is truly terrifying."
"Even Chao Yuan, who's known for his Copper Skin Iron Bones, probably couldn't compare."
"How did he train? His body doesn't look particularly strong, yet his strength is astonishing."
"..."
Not only the spectators on the sidelines but also the over a hundred people in the arena were slightly shaken by Gu Feng's display.
However, Gu Feng didn't have time to wait for them to recover from their shock. With a loud roar, he charged into the crowd at an incredible speed.
"You've got some nerve! Right in front of so many of us, you dare to strike first? You're not taking me, Chao Yuan, seriously at all!"
Chao Yuan's eyes widened in fury, his muscles bulging as he stomped the ground and charged forward. As he moved, his right fist swung toward Gu Feng with immense force.
Whoosh—
The powerful fist tore through the air, creating a rough, buzzing sound as it moved.
He was like an enraged grizzly bear, his massive frame intimidating. In contrast, Gu Feng's figure was a full size smaller.
Facing this overwhelming punch, Gu Feng showed no fear, not even blinking as he met it head-on with his own fist.
Boom—
The two fists, vastly different in size, collided. Before anyone could even think about who would win or lose, the outcome was clear.
Chao Yuan's expression changed drastically. His massive body was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, soaring dozens of meters before crashing to the ground with a scream, blood gushing several meters into the air.
The sheer force of the punch left the crowd stunned, their mouths agape and breath caught in their throats.
What kind of monster was this? With a single punch, he had taken down Chao Yuan, who was known for his Copper Skin Iron Bones. Chao Yuan was a genius with a strength of sixty thousand pounds!
What was going on in this world? Sixty thousand pounds of strength, something ordinary people could only dream of, had been crushed so easily.
This was absurd, utterly absurd.
Only now did the crowd realize they had vastly underestimated Gu Feng's strength.
This man who blocked the road, demanding people hand over their ill-gotten gains, was an unparalleled hero of his time. His strength was beyond the comprehension of ordinary mortals.
"Is this for real? Chao Yuan was defeated just like that?"
"One move, just one move. There's no denying Chao Yuan's strength, but that masked bandit's power is even more horrifying!"
"Thank goodness I hesitated and didn't rush in. That was a wise choice."
"..."
While the surrounding crowd was astonished, those in the arena could only feel terror.
Chao Yuan was no paper tiger. In a fair fight, few would have the confidence to defeat him.
Yet, even such a fierce individual had been sent flying with a single punch. If they stepped forward, they probably wouldn't fare much better.
As thoughts of retreat crept in, their morale weakened. Gu Feng, however, paid no attention to this. He was like a young divine beast, unleashing the terrifying power within him without restraint.
Punch after punch, each strike landing with brutal force. Wherever he went, no one could stand against him.
He displayed an invincible demeanor. Every punch either incapacitated someone or shattered a weapon.
Ah—
Ouch—
Screams and wails filled the air, shaking the hearts of everyone present.
The long shadows of the setting sun stretched across the ground as Gu Feng moved swiftly, charging through the crowd.
Blood splattered, teeth flew, and the sound of bones cracking echoed through the arena. He was like a demon king, sweeping through the mortal realm.
Half an incense stick's time later, the battle came to an end.
Over a hundred prodigies lay sprawled on the ground. Some had caved-in chests, others broken arms, some bent legs, and others were barely breathing… all of them had lost the ability to fight.
They stared blankly at the sky, fear spreading through their pupils, their former arrogance completely gone.
They had anticipated a tough fight, and even considered that some of them might suffer severe injuries. But the consensus had been that, by the end of it, the masked bandit would be half-dead.
However, reality was cruelly brutal—so brutal that they couldn't believe it.
Over a hundred people, all renowned geniuses who had enjoyed endless praise along their journey, had been defeated in just half an incense stick's time.
Perhaps adding the word "swiftly" before "defeated" would more accurately describe what had just happened.
Fast, too fast. So fast that their brains couldn't even process it, leaving their heads buzzing.
How could a Body Tempering Realm cultivator be this strong? He had probably surpassed the legendary limit of a hundred thousand pounds of physical strength!
Yan Xixi cheered excitedly, shaking Wu Qi beside her, who looked utterly bewildered. What just happened? Where am I? Who am I?
The five Xiong brothers shrank back in fear. Boss was indeed the boss, always seeing the bigger picture. Thank goodness he had stopped them from acting; otherwise, they would have ended up like those prodigies, lying on the ground and wailing in pain.
Even Elder Liu and the others, who had been watching from the sidelines, were no better off.
They were all dumbfounded, their eyelids twitching. They had expected a fierce battle, but it had ended in the blink of an eye.
Gu Feng's strength had surpassed their understanding. These high-ranking Outer Sect Elders had seen countless prodigies in their time, but never anyone like this.
"This physique… it feels even stronger than the legends say!"
"How could it not be strong? If it weren't, there wouldn't have been so many superpowers in history trying so desperately to nurture it."
"Honestly, if I were in charge of an ancient imperial dynasty, I'd want to take a gamble too, to see just how far this physique could go."
"Don't get carried away. Even if you had the resources of an ancient imperial dynasty, you probably couldn't nurture it. It's not like no one has tried before."
"What a pity… such a strong physique, yet it can't reach the pinnacle of martial arts. The heavens are truly inscrutable!"
....
"You've lost!" Gu Feng's light, almost casual words fell upon the arena, and the over a hundred prodigies turned pale, their heads bowing in defeat.
"Because of your earlier disrespect toward me, I'll be confiscating your belongings."
With that, Gu Feng began plucking the storage pouches from their waists.
"I—"
"Shut your mouth! You've lost. You're my captives. I'm being merciful by not killing you. Stop babbling if you value your life!"
When one of the prodigies tried to resist being robbed, Gu Feng slapped him hard across the face.
The others, though furious, dared not speak. At this point, resistance would only add to their injuries. Tomorrow was the Sunset Glow Sect's entrance examination.
If they were too badly injured to pass, it would be disastrous.
After taking all the storage pouches, Gu Feng also collected the scattered weapons, even the shattered fragments of those that had been destroyed.
These were all money. Even broken weapons could be melted down and sold for some profit.
Once he was done, Gu Feng stood in place, his gaze fixed on the over a hundred people.
"You, take off your clothes!"
He pointed at one of them at random.
(End of the Chapter)
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