Elder Jin’s lips twitched slightly as he said, “Sect Leader Jun, are you certain you want to waste time fighting this many matches?”

His Sacred Spring Sect had five or six thousand outer disciples. Forget thirty or forty matches—they could send people out for three or four hundred matches. But fighting them one by one would definitely consume time.

Jun Changxiao replied, “Victory and defeat will be decided very quickly. It won’t waste much time at all.”

“Tch.”

Everyone snorted coldly in unison.

The way he said it made it sound like the Iron Bones Clanging Sect could achieve a swift and decisive victory.

Jun Changxiao raised his hand.

“Swish!”

Under the gaze of all eyes, Erhei strode forward toward the martial arts arena. He was the first outer disciple representing the Iron Bones Clanging Sect to enter battle.

Truthfully, his heart felt a little panicked.

Just at this moment, Liu Wanshi called out, “Brother Erhei, do your best!”

Erhei, who had been somewhat nervous, heard Liu Wanshi’s cheering voice, and his fists immediately clenched tight while his back straightened even more.

The Sect Leader had him go out first, and Dudu was watching from behind.

This first battle—even if it meant risking his life, he had to win!

“Stomp!”

Erhei stopped at the center of the martial arts arena and shouted loudly, “Disciple of the Iron Bones Clanging Sect, Zhang Zhilin, requests guidance!”

He called out a name he had almost forgotten himself, his voice circling above the martial arts arena, radiating an aura of pride!

On the eve of the challenge, Jun Changxiao had said, “Your opponents may be very strong, but as disciples of the Iron Bones Clanging Sect, your morale cannot be weak!”

Erhei kept this in his heart.

And by loudly shouting out his sect’s name and his own name, the blood in his body seemed to ignite in an instant.

I am the first to take the stage.

I will raise morale for my fellow disciples.

I will seize victory in this first battle!

The other disciples of the Iron Bones Clanging Sect also seemed to have their blood ignited by his loud shout!

We traveled thousands of miles for one reason—to fight for our sect!

Witnessing that Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciple with such imposing momentum, martial artists from various factions shook their heads one after another.

Undeniably.

This lad was quite good, but he truly wasn’t worth much before a fifth-rate sect.

Elder Jin waved his hand.

An outer disciple from the Sacred Spring Sect walked up.

“Sacred Spring Sect, Lu Yanqiang!”

The disciple entering battle also announced his name, and his momentum was as strong as his name suggested!

“The sparring match begins!” the referee shouted.

“Swish!”

Lu Yanqiang charged forward with profound footwork, immediately drawing exclamations of admiration from martial artists of various factions.

“This is the Sacred Spring Sect’s unique movement technique, Small Nine Steps!”

“For an outer disciple to comprehend it is truly incredible!”

“That Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciple…”

Boom!

As everyone was discussing, Erhei condensed his strength into his fist and struck Lu Yanqiang—who was coming at him with flashy moves—squarely in the face, then directly sent him flying.

“Thud.”

Falling to the ground, he fainted on the spot.

One punch, sent flying, and the match ended just like that!

The entire arena fell silent.

The expressions on the faces of martial artists from various sects froze, their eyes gradually widening.

A Sacred Spring Sect outer disciple was knocked out with one punch?

Qin Haoran and the others, who had already prepared to watch a joke, had the smiles that had emerged on their faces instantly retract, their expressions becoming extremely ugly!

Erhei was also dazed.

This… was the Sacred Spring Sect outer disciple too weak? He couldn’t even withstand one of his punches?

It wasn’t that the opponent was weak—you’re too strong!

Erhei had already reached the peak Wutu level, and had been tempered in the Sculpting Chamber and Training Tower. The force of his punch couldn’t compare to the Extreme Grade, but it still had twenty thousand jin!

What did that mean?

Enough to rival an ordinary Second-Rank Wushi!

As for Lu Yanqiang?

He was only an Eighth-Rank Wutu, and merely average at that. How could he withstand such fierce strength!

And this was still a Sacred Spring Sect disciple.

If it were an outer disciple from a sixth or seventh-rate sect, one punch could kill them!

“Ding! Defeated Sacred Spring Sect outer disciples 1/30.” Hearing the notification sound ring in his ear, Jun Changxiao cupped his hands with a smile and said, “I concede!”

His disciple had instantly defeated the opponent and completed one task objective. So satisfying!

The martial artists from various factions didn’t come back to their senses for quite a while, because the Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciple resolving the Sacred Spring Sect disciple with one punch was truly too unexpected!

I understand now, I understand!

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect’s challenge strategy must be to send out their strongest disciples first!

Using disciples with strong abilities to fight in the first match—do you still have people to send out for the remaining thirty or forty matches?

Alliance Leader Qin and the alliance leaders were thinking this in their hearts, and cold smiles couldn’t help but emerge at the corners of their mouths.

Elder Jin furrowed his brow.

The first match had been somewhat careless, allowing the Iron Bones Clanging Sect to win the first round.

Consider it the courtesy of a host. There was no need to show the Iron Bones Clanging Sect any face in the subsequent matches.

If a fifth-rate sect didn’t go easy for one or two matches when a seventh-rate sect came to challenge, people would definitely gossip.

“Let’s begin the second match.”

Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and an outer disciple walked out.

This person was named Sun Xiao. Because he had a group of monstrous senior brothers, he existed as a complete nobody within the Iron Bones Clanging Sect.

Actually, there were still many invisible disciples.

Because space was limited, they couldn’t all be given screen time and explanations one by one, or else he could easily pad out three to five chapters at minimum.

At this kind of plot climax point, there would definitely also be readers saying, “Thirty or forty outer disciple sparring matches, hmm, one chapter per person—the author can pad out another thirty or forty chapters.”

I’d like to.

But there’s no opportunity!

Because even a nobody like Sun Xiao, after the match began, also easily sent his opponent flying.

Watching the second Sacred Spring Sect disciple who had taken the stage fall outside the martial arts arena, the expressions on the faces of martial artists from various factions froze once again.

What the hell—how was another one instantly defeated!

Was the Sacred Spring Sect not taking this seriously?

Or was the Iron Bones Clanging Sect continuing to send out powerful outer disciples to fight?

But that disciple called Sun Xiao only had the strength of a Seventh-Rank Wutu, while the Sacred Spring Sect disciple who fought was a Ninth-Rank Wutu!

Why?

Because the Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciples had high strength levels.

“I concede.”

Jun Changxiao cupped his hands.

A trace of anger emerged between Elder Jin’s brows. He then beckoned and dispatched a peak Wutu to fight.

A year ago, Mo Shangfei had only been an Eighth-Rank Wutu, but could become an inner disciple of the Sacred Spring Sect because he had upper-grade spirit roots.

This peak Wutu only had middle-grade spirit roots, so could only be an outer disciple.

The Sacred Spring Sect still had quite a few disciples with middle-grade spirit roots. Although their realm wasn’t bad, due to spirit root limitations, they could only remain as outer disciples.

“Yihei.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Enter battle.”

“Yes!”

Yihei strode in with large steps, his eyes full of fighting spirit. Behind him, Liu Wanshi cheered for her fellow disciple going into battle as always.

After exchanging names, the match officially began, then officially ended.

Because Yihei, whose strength was no less than Erhei’s, sent that peak Wutu flying with one Explosive Fist strike.

Decisive, without dragging things out!

Three sparring matches, three instant knockouts.

The martial artists from various factions were deeply shocked by the formidable performance displayed by the Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciples.

Don’t worry.

The shock was only just beginning.

Next, both sides continued sparring.

Although the Iron Bones Clanging Sect outer disciples couldn’t compare to the Sacred Spring Sect in terms of innate talent, their explosive strength all reached high-grade levels. As soon as they took the stage, it was victory!

In a short time, both sides had fought twenty matches.

Although there were some that exceeded two moves, they still couldn’t reverse the fate of the Sacred Spring Sect disciples being defeated.

“Ding! Defeated Sacred Spring Sect outer disciples 20/30.” The system voice rang again, causing Jun Changxiao to shrug his shoulders and say, “Very easy indeed.”

These words were pretentious to the extreme.

But the martial artists from various factions all fell silent.

Twenty disciples had taken the stage and defeated twenty Sacred Spring Sect outer disciples with overwhelming force—he had the qualifications to be pretentious!