Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

"Black Eagle Split Sky Claw!"

A gasp of surprise immediately erupted from the audience.

"That's Senior Brother Luo's signature move!"

"With this claw strike, that Martial Realm kid will probably be disfigured!"

"Overestimating himself, how dare he challenge Senior Brother Luo?"

Faced with this fierce attack, Gu Sheng remained unmoved until Luo Qian's claws touched his hair, at which point he let out a cold snort.

"All show and no substance."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Sheng's nine inner caves opened simultaneously, and his powerful true energy surged like a river, instantly flowing through his right arm.

He didn't use any martial arts techniques; he simply threw a punch!
"court death!"

Seeing that Gu Sheng dared to take the attack head-on, Luo Qian's eyes flashed even more fiercely, and he increased the force of his claws by three points!
"boom!"

The moment their fists and claws collided, a soft "crack" sound rang out, and Luo Qian's expression changed drastically as he retreated several feet.

He looked down at his right hand and saw that his forearm was bent unnaturally, and the bone was broken!

"This is impossible!"

Luo Qian's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he stared at Gu Sheng in disbelief.

"You're clearly only at the Heavenly Martial Realm."

The audience fell silent instantly, everyone staring wide-eyed as if they had witnessed the most absurd thing. Luo Qian, a fourth-level Grandmaster, had his arm broken by Gu Sheng, a first-level Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator, with a single punch!

Gu Sheng flicked his wrist, his face showing disdain.

"Is this all the true disciple of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy is capable of? They can't even withstand a casual punch from me. Do they deserve to be called geniuses?"

"you!"

Luo Qian's face turned ashen, filled with shame and anger.

He could clearly feel the strange looks he was getting from all around him. His junior brothers and sisters, who had once revered him, now had a hint of pity in their eyes.

"I want you to die!"

Luo Qian was completely enraged, and the power of his bloodline surged wildly within him.

He suddenly ripped open his shirt, revealing a dark blue line on his chest. The line began to writhe like a living thing, quickly spreading across his entire body.

"Mysterious Nether Ice Flame, activate!"

With a roar, Luo Qian's body was engulfed in a ghostly blue flame. Strangely, the flame did not get hot; instead, it caused the temperature on the arena to drop sharply.

A layer of frost quickly formed on the ground, and tiny ice crystals condensed in the air.

"It's the Luo family's Xuanming Ice Flame bloodline!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

"It is said that once this bloodline is activated, one can fight opponents of higher levels!"

"That kid's finished, Senior Brother Luo is serious."

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

"Oh? A special bloodline? Interesting."

But he immediately shook his head.

"Unfortunately, it's still not enough."

"The Three Transformations of Nirvana, the Second Transformation!"

Gu Sheng let out a low shout, and all eighteen grotto-heavens within his body opened simultaneously, unleashing an even more powerful surge of true energy than before.

Even more astonishingly, golden flames erupted around him, shining brightly like the sun, creating a stark contrast with Luo Qian's ghostly blue ice flames.

"The Ten-Eight Heavenly Grottoes?!"

Luo Qian's eyes widened, and his voice trembled slightly.

"How is this possible! How could someone in the Heavenly Martial Realm possibly open up eighteen grotto-heavens?!"

Not only him, but even the two King Realm elders hidden in the shadows showed surprise.

"The Eighteen Grotto-Heavens... Could this boy be one of them?"

A glint of light flashed in Bai Wanchen's eyes.

Ye Qianqiu also looked solemn.

"And that golden flame... seems to be from legend."

On the arena, Gu Sheng's golden flames suppressed Luo Qian's icy flames with overwhelming force.

The ghostly blue flames surrounding Luo Qian were compressed to a thin layer. His face was pale, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He had clearly reached his limit.

"Is that all the skill you've got? And you dare to spout such nonsense?"

Gu Sheng approached step by step, and with each step he took, the golden flames grew stronger.

"Now, it's my turn."

Luo Qian's breathing became rapid, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

He stared at Gu Sheng, whose aura was constantly rising, and secretly hardened his heart.

"As long as I can withstand this round of attacks and wait for his secret technique to backfire, I will be able to turn the tide and win!"

Without hesitation, he crushed the three "Mystic Light Protection Talismans" he had treasured for a long time. Three white light shields instantly formed in front of him, like three indestructible city walls.

At the same time, he flipped his left hand, and several ceramic pill bottles appeared in his palm, containing "Rejuvenation Pills" that could instantly restore spiritual power.

"Hmph, cowardice before the battle even begins!"

Gu Sheng's eyes were filled with disdain, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Qian, you don't even have the courage to fight to the death. This battle is already a foregone conclusion."

Luo Qian ignored him, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Gu Sheng's every move, calculating in his mind.

"If his attack fails to break through my defense, his death will be imminent!"

In mid-air, two figures, whose forms had disappeared, were secretly exchanging information.

"Elder Bai, Luo Qian's choice is far too cautious."

An aged voice rang out; it was Elder Ye Qianqiu.

Elder Bai Wanchen shook his head slightly.

"Elder Ye, you are mistaken. When facing an unknown opponent, caution is the best policy."

"hehe."

Ye Qianqiu chuckled softly.

"I think Gu Sheng is bluffing a bit, but his shrewdness and combat experience are indeed a cut above Luo Qian's."

After a pause, he continued.

"If Gu Sheng wins this battle, I might consider taking him under my wing."

On the arena, Gu Sheng suddenly moved.

A flash of light appeared in his palm, and an ancient longsword materialized out of thin air. The blade gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, and the hilt was engraved with intricate runes.

"The Southern Emperor's Sword!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

Luo Qian's pupils suddenly contracted, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

However, before he could react, Gu Sheng's figure had already disappeared like a ghost.

"So fast!"

Luo Qian was terrified; he couldn't catch Gu Sheng's movements at all.

In an instant, an unprecedented sense of crisis surged from my spine to the back of my head.

Luo Qian instinctively wanted to retreat, but found himself seemingly locked in place by some force, unable to move.

"Northern Star Sky-Piercing Sword!"

Gu Sheng's icy voice boomed in Luo Qian's ears, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Luo Qian, the two less than a foot apart.

The Southern Emperor Sword drew a perfect arc, and the air seemed to be torn apart wherever the sword's edge passed.

"Crack."

The three white light shields were easily pierced as thin as paper, and they couldn't even stop them for half a breath.

Gu Sheng's figure swept past Luo Qian, so fast that no one could see his movements.

Luo Qian stood there, stunned. He first felt a chill on his neck, and then a thin line of blood slowly appeared.

He instinctively reached out to cover his neck, only to be horrified to find that the line of blood was rapidly spreading throughout his body.

"No, it's impossible."

Luo Qian's voice became hoarse, and his vitality receded like the tide.

Gu Sheng sheathed his sword, turned to look at the swaying Luo Qian, and said calmly.

"If you fight to the death, the outcome may be uncertain. But the moment you choose to defend, your death is already sealed."

You are despicable.

Luo Qian managed to utter a few words, his eyes filled with resentment.

Ignoring everyone's words, Gu Sheng slowly stepped forward and, in full view of everyone, raised his right foot and stomped hard on Luo Qian's head.

"stop!"

A loud shout came from below the arena.

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile, but his movements didn't stop at all.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Luo Qian's head exploded like a ripe watermelon, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere, staining the entire arena red.

Only then did the audience realize what was happening and burst into gasps of surprise.

"Senior Brother Luo is dead just like that?"

"What just happened? Senior Brother Luo clearly tested Gu Sheng's strength, so why did he suddenly switch to defense?" "That sword strike... was too fast, I didn't even see it!"

"Gu Sheng! How dare you be so ruthless!"

The same voice rang out again, and a middle-aged man in a purple robe leaped onto the arena.

At this moment, the two King Realm elders had already removed their true energy barrier, allowing him to rush up without any hindrance.

Gu Sheng slowly turned around and looked at the person who had come in.

“In the life-or-death duel, Luo Qian did not admit defeat, so naturally I had to kill him. That’s the rule.”

"What a fine rule!"

The man in purple robes laughed in anger.

"Luo Qian has clearly lost the ability to resist, why are you still doing this?"

On the training ground, rubble was scattered everywhere, and dust had not yet settled.

Gu Sheng stood amidst the chaos, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, his expression calm as still water.

He had just finished a life-or-death battle with Luo Qian, and the longsword in his hand still had traces of blood that had not yet dried.

"Gu Sheng!"

A cold shout suddenly came from the edge of the training ground.

Gu Sheng looked up and saw a man in a black robe who had appeared there at some point.

The man wore a half-black, half-white yin-yang mask, revealing only a pair of cold, knife-like eyes.

His body was filled with surging true energy, forming a visible vortex, clearly indicating that he was a powerful expert at the fifth level of the Sect Realm.

"Luo Qian is a member of the Xuanmen sect."

The masked man's voice was deep and resonant, each word sounding as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar.

"Behind the Xuanmen stands Xiao Beixuan, the number one disciple on the True Disciple Ranking and the senior brother of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy."

Gu Sheng frowned slightly, but showed no sign of panic.

He slowly sheathed his longsword, which emitted a clear, ringing sound.

"so?"

Gu Sheng calmly countered with a question.

The masked man snorted coldly.

"Killing Luo Qian means making an enemy of Senior Brother Xiao! Do you know the consequences?"

Around the martial arts arena, the disciples who were about to leave stopped in their tracks, watching this scene with surprise and uncertainty.

The Xuanmen sect wields immense power within the Great Wilderness Holy Academy, and no one dares to provoke them lightly.

Gu Sheng laughed, a laugh tinged with sarcasm.

"The life-or-death duel was agreed upon by the Holy Academy's higher-ups. Does Xiao Beixuan have more power than the Holy Academy's higher-ups?"

The masked man froze, clearly not expecting Gu Sheng to ask such a question.

His expression behind the mask changed, and he was momentarily speechless.

Just as tensions were rising, a clear, cold voice came from afar, like a cascading waterfall from the heavens.

"Go back."

The two short words made the masked man tremble. He immediately stepped aside respectfully and bowed deeply in the direction from which the voice came.

"Senior Brother Xiao."

In the distance, a golden streak of light pierced the sky and arrived above the martial arts arena in an instant.

The light dissipated, revealing a young man dressed in white robes.

His face was as handsome as an immortal, with a striking cinnabar mark between his brows, and he exuded a suffocating aura.

Xiao Beixuan

One of the disciples gasped in a low voice, his voice filled with awe.

Xiao Beixuan stood in mid-air, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene before finally settling on Gu Sheng.

He did not speak immediately, but turned to the void on both sides of the martial arts arena.

"Elders, the life-or-death struggle is over. You need not worry about what happens next."

Xiao Beixuan's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

Ripples spread across the void, and two blurry figures appeared and disappeared.

One of them sighed.

“Xiao Beixuan, the Xuanmen has been acting too ostentatiously lately.”

Xiao Beixuan smiled slightly.

"Elder Ye is overthinking it."

Another figure said in a deep voice.

"The rules of the Holy Court cannot be broken."

"I will keep in mind the elder's teachings."

Xiao Beixuan said this, but his eyes showed contempt.

After a moment of silence, the auras of the two figures completely disappeared.

Gu Sheng was secretly alarmed. Even a King Realm elder was so wary of Xiao Beixuan. This person's strength and background were probably far beyond his imagination.

Xiao Beixuan then looked at Gu Sheng again, and their eyes met in the air, as if invisible sparks were flying.

"Luo Qian was inferior in skill, so his death is no loss."

Xiao Beixuan spoke, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

"But he is ultimately a member of the Xuanmen sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly descended! The rubble on the martial arts stage instantly turned into dust, and the surrounding disciples retreated in all directions, their faces pale.

The pressure was so strong that it felt as if the sky were collapsing, enough to force ordinary experts at the Grandmaster level to their knees and vomit blood.

However, Gu Sheng remained standing firmly, his blue robe unmoved amidst the chaotic storm of true energy.

The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, yet he never retreated even a single step.

Xiao Beixuan's eyes showed surprise.

"interesting."

he whispered.

"If you can remain unmoved under 30% of my pressure, you deserve to no longer be regarded as an ant by me."

The oppressive aura receded like a tide, and the martial arts stage returned to calm, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Gu Sheng's expression remained unchanged.

"Senior Brother Xiao came in person, surely not just to test me?"

Xiao Beixuan stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering.

"The Xuanmen demands an explanation."

"Oh?"

"One month later, at the martial arts arena."

Xiao Beixuan said calmly.

"A life-or-death battle between us."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The number one disciple on the True Disciple Ranking is going to have a life-or-death battle with a newly recruited disciple? This is simply unheard of!

Xiao Beixuan continued.

I'll give you three months to prepare.

"No need."

Gu Sheng suddenly interrupted him.

"One month is enough."

Xiao Beixuan raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting Gu Sheng to voluntarily shorten the time.

He gave Gu Sheng a deep look, then suddenly smiled.

"Good courage. See you at the martial arts arena in a month."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Beixuan's figure vanished into thin air like a bubble, as if he had never existed.

The masked man also retreated silently and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Around the martial arts arena, the disciples were discussing amongst themselves, their gazes toward Gu Sheng filled with complex emotions.

There was admiration, pity, and even more disbelief.

Senior Brother Gu

A young disciple couldn't help but step forward.

"Xiao Beixuan reached the peak of the Sect Realm three years ago, and it's said he has one foot already in the King Realm. You..."

Shen Qingtan quickly approached Gu Sheng, her slender fingers tightly gripping her sleeve, her eyes filled with worry.

"Gu Sheng, are you crazy? Xiao Beixuan is a King Realm expert! You're only at the Heavenly Martial Realm, this is practically suicide!"

Gu Sheng raised his eyes, his dark pupils gleaming with golden light, but a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Qingtan, this is my own choice."

"But the gap is too big!"

Shen Qingtan stamped her feet in frustration, her black hair dancing in the wind.

"There is an insurmountable chasm between the King Realm and the Heavenly Martial Realm, which cannot be bridged by secret techniques!"

Around the training ground, numerous disciples cast gazes that ranged from pity to mockery. (End of Chapter)