How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

Xuan Yuanqing, Shen Changqing, Murong Shuang, Meng Yao, Jian Wuchen, and Chu Ci, several top prodigies, have quickly defeated their opponents and returned to the viewing platform.

The smoke from the second round of the China Tournament had barely cleared, and the shock of Kun Kun's complete victory over Fu Qingran of Guiyuan Sword Pavilion had not yet subsided, when the battle on another main arena had already begun.

"The Heavenly Treasure Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"

Liu Wenhao shouted.

Countless golden spirit seals, carrying immense power, crashed down on Ning Tian like mountains pressing down, sealing off all escape routes and determined to suppress his opponent in one fell swoop!

Faced with the overwhelming and terrifying suppression, Ning Tian stood tall and remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

His gaze narrowed slightly, and spiritual energy surged through his body, instantly awakening his fighting spirit.

Ning Tian neither dodged nor evaded, but suddenly unleashed his right fist!

Without any fancy spells or complicated hand seals, just a simple punch, yet it carried the supreme power to control the universe and dominate all things! The fist wind shattered the void, black fist patterns spread across the fist body, and the domineering power of domination was released with a roar!

Boom—!

A deafening roar echoed throughout the arena!

The countless Heavenly Treasure Spirit Seals that were crushing down were as fragile as glass in the face of the absolute power of the Dominator Fist!

In an instant, the layers of spiritual seals shattered inch by inch, and the golden light that filled the sky dissipated. Liu Wenhao's proud opening move was completely destroyed by Ning Tian's punch!

Liu Wenhao's body trembled violently, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was filled with disbelief. His Heavenly Treasure Mountain-Suppressing Seal was strong enough to withstand a fierce attack from a peak opponent of the same level, yet it was crushed by a single punch from his opponent!

Before he could react, Ning Tian launched another attack!

With a step forward, the force of the punches intensifies!

The second Dominator Fist was unleashed with a deafening roar, its power even more ferocious and domineering than the first. The void trembled and vibrated, and the terrifying pressure of the fist locked onto Liu Wenhao's entire body, leaving him no way to avoid it!

Liu Wenhao was terrified and dared not be careless anymore. His spiritual power surged, and the golden light of his [Gilded Heavenly Armor] shone brightly. All the patterns on the armor lit up, forming an extremely thick defensive barrier that protected his body!

"Block them!"

Bang! !

The force of the fist slammed into the Spirit Treasure Armor!

A deafening roar erupted as terrifying domineering power pierced through the armor barrier and surged violently into Liu Wenhao's body!

Click!

The incredibly hard gilded Heavenly Armor instantly cracked with countless fissures, and its precious light dimmed!

As if struck by a massive mountain, Liu Wenhao was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His internal energy surged violently, and his meridians throbbed with pain!

At this moment, he was already severely injured, and his fighting strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.

He struggled to his feet, cupped his hands in thanks, and said, "I have lost. Thank you for your mercy, fellow Daoist."

Ning Tian returned the greeting and immediately turned and left the arena.

"Damn, Ning Tian is too fierce! In three matches, he only used two punches in this one, while he won the other two matches with just one punch."

"Indeed, even though Liu Wenhao, the top genius of Tianbao Pavilion, was adorned with spiritual treasures and possessed secret techniques, he was completely overwhelmed and had no power to fight back. Such combat strength is terrifying."

"Incredible! Is this Ning Tian's true strength?"

"This boxing technique is simply unbeatable!"

"Two punches crushed Liu Wenhao of Tianbao Pavilion!"

"This Ning Tian is truly invincible among those of the same level!"

In the spectator area, the eyes of Xuan Yuanqing, Jian Wuchen, and other Emperor-level prodigies flickered slightly, and a trace of solemnity finally flashed across their indifferent eyes.

"Everyone, what do you think of these five people?" Mengyao asked.

"He has some strength, but not much," Huangfu Song said with a disdainful expression.

"Would you die if you didn't brag?" Jian Wuchen looked at Huangfu Song with disdain.

"Jian Wuchen, you..." Huangfu Song was speechless after being rebuked.

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

"You think you can defeat Liu Wenhao with two punches? It's not shameful to be inferior to him. What's shameful is that you're still stubbornly refusing to admit defeat."

"Alright, stop arguing. Judging from their performance so far, all five of them are very strong. Look at that 5-year-old girl on stage. Were you as good as her when you were 5?" As soon as Meng Ci said this, everyone shut up.

Only Shen Changqing muttered to himself, "I'm becoming more and more interested in you guys. You'll definitely make it to the finals!"

When the referee elder raised his hand to signal the start of a new round of duels, a small figure slowly stepped onto the Xuan Yu arena, and everyone fell silent.

Little Ningyun wore her hair in soft double buns and a little dress. Her face was fair and delicate, and she looked like a beautifully carved jade sculpture, seemingly harmless.

But the prodigy on the other side dared not underestimate him in the slightest. From beginning to end, no one knew just how strong this seemingly soft and cute five-year-old child really was.

With the referee's signal, the competition officially began!

The prodigy opposite shouted and raised his hand to strike with a blade, a terrifying blade light slashing directly at Xiao Ningyun.

"Sky-Splitting Slash"

Xiao Ningyun blinked her clear eyes gently, and in the depths of her dark pupils, an invisible double pupil light flashed and disappeared in an instant, perfectly concealed by her.

"Your knife is too slow," Xiao Ningyun said in her childish voice.

She made no unnecessary movements, her tiny feet moving gently.

But the next second, she took a step forward and shouted loudly!

"Qilin Step, Suppressing the Mountain"

The first step was Crimson Abyss Draw, the second step was Burning Wilderness. Xiao Ningyun skipped the first two steps and landed in one step, directly stepping into the third step of the Qilin Step - Suppressing the Mountain!

Boom!

An invisible, profound Daoist aura instantly swept across the entire martial arts arena!

Without dazzling light or deafening roar, the slashing blade light shattered inch by inch, and an immense pressure, comparable to a mountain falling, suddenly enveloped the young prodigy in the mid-stage of the Saint Realm.

This is the aura of a Qilin suppressing mountains and rivers, suppressing spiritual power, and suppressing all things!

The boy's face froze instantly, and the hairs on his body stood on end. An extreme sense of oppression, originating from his soul and body, crashed down upon him. His pupils contracted sharply, and he felt the air around him freeze instantly. The spiritual energy flowing within his body was as if it had been suppressed by a towering mountain, completely stagnant and unable to circulate even a fraction of its former power!

He wanted to raise his hand to defend himself, to step back, to use his spiritual power to resist, but his body felt as heavy as a mountain, and his limbs were as stiff as if they were filled with lead. He couldn't even move a single finger!

Faced with the absolute power to suppress the mountain, all his cultivation, all his moves, and all his confidence were completely crushed and sealed!

The adorable and innocent little figure in everyone's eyes continued to walk forward slowly, with a light and graceful gait, without a trace of murderous intent. Her tender little face remained calm and expressionless, showing no emotion whatsoever.

But the overwhelming pressure from the mountains that enveloped the entire area grew heavier and heavier.

"Thump—!"

A dull, loud bang rang out.

This prodigy could no longer hold on. His legs buckled, and his knees slammed heavily onto the bluestone table. He was pinned to the ground by the invisible power of the mountain-suppressing force. He could not straighten his back, could not lift his head, and his spiritual energy was chaotic and churning, causing his blood and qi to surge violently.

He didn't even touch Ning Yun's clothes!

The entire room fell silent, then erupted in gasps of surprise!

"Damn it, that trick again!"

"That kick again."

"Just how strong are those little feet of hers? Three prodigies have been defeated by her feet."

"The person who previously said a 5-year-old couldn't even perform Qi induction, step forward! Seriously? This is what you call not being able to perform Qi induction?"

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the tiny figure on the martial arts stage, wondering if the little baby had been possessed.

To suppress such a prodigy of his generation with just one step—such combat power is truly terrifying.

The elder referee was also filled with shock, staring intently at Ning Yun, who was walking with a composed gait, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently as he spoke.

"Ning... Ning Yunsheng."

All the prodigies of the imperial clan, even the proud Murong Shuang, were reflecting on how far they had fallen from Ning Yun when they were five years old.

(Dear readers, could you please give this book a five-star review? The data for this book keeps dropping, and it's really bad. I know my writing isn't very good either, so I hope you can all give it some positive reviews. Anyway, thank you all for your support!)