From the Iron Shirt Technique to physical sanctification

In the fifth round of the draw, Zhang Yu drew number three. His opponent was a disciple of the Lanjian Academy. The opponent only made one sword strike, which Zhang Yu flicked with his finger, causing the sword to roar and its energy to dissipate.

The man immediately retreated and admitted defeat, which frustrated Zhang Yu, who was about to punch the man as he moved with the wind.

Before he could even throw a punch, his opponent conceded defeat, shouting loudly as if afraid he would continue to attack.

"Damn it!" Zhang Yu cursed under his breath, forcefully pulling his fist back.

The fifth round of competition has ended, and the top four have been determined.

Zhang Yu of Panshi Academy, Gu Zhibei of Lanjian Academy, Pei Wang of Yungui Academy, and Yu Hongbai of Xingfa Academy.

In the sixth round of the draw, Zhang Yu was drawn to face off against Yu Hongbai from the Xing Court.

Yu Hongbai, ever the straightforward one, looked at Zhang Yu and said, "I can't beat you, I admit defeat."

He then jumped off the ring.

Yu Hongbai had his own thoughts. He knew he couldn't beat Zhang Yu based on the strength he had shown. Rather than fighting him head-on and getting injured, he decided to wait and compete for third place.

First place: three drops of marrow-cleansing fluid; second place: two drops of marrow-cleansing fluid; third place: one drop of marrow-cleansing fluid.

Zhang Yu stepped off the arena and looked toward Gu Zhibei and Pei Wang on the other arena.

Neither Gu Zhibei nor Pei Wang rushed to make a move; they stared at each other as if they were having a conversation.

"Just admit defeat. You're no match for me. You should save your energy to compete with Yu Hongbai for third place," Gu Zhibei said to Pei Wang.

He didn't want to waste his energy fighting Pei Wang head-on; he wanted to save his strength for the final match to have a good fight with Zhang Yu.

As a swordsman, he believed in his sword and also had his own trump cards.

Pei Wang remained silent. Reason told him that this was the best option, but as the senior disciple of Yun Gui Academy, he could not retreat without a fight.

"I have a move called 'Cloud Return Hand' that's a killing move called 'Star Picking.' If you can catch it, I'll admit defeat," Pei Wang said, offering a compromise.

"Come on!" Gu Zhibei didn't waste any words and directly drew his Qingfeng sword.

Without further ado, Pei Wang leaned forward, his left hand suddenly reaching down to grab the man's groin.

The force was so great that hissing sounds of air bursting emanated from his five fingers.

hiss……

"Senior Brother Pei Wang is so ruthless!"

"I feel a chill in my crotch!"

"Senior Brother Pei Wang, that's not fair! Didn't you say you were going to pluck stars? Is this really plucking stars?"

Many of the male disciples below the arena clamped their legs together, a sense of fear washing over them.

Gu Zhibei was also intimidated by Pei Wang's move and gritted his teeth, saying, "Pei Wang, you used underhanded tricks. Don't blame me for being impolite. Take this!"

He slashed down with his sword while simultaneously leaping backward.

Pei Wang kept his gaze fixed on Gu Zhibei, and when he saw the other man leap back to dodge, a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

Reaching for the stars!

The real killer move, Star-Picking, is unleashed.

Pei Wang's downward left hand was just a feint, intended to make his opponent jump back to dodge, because it is difficult to change moves in mid-air and one is easily hit.

Pei Wang's body vanished, leaving only cracks in the stone slabs of the arena beneath his feet. He accelerated to his maximum speed, instantly appearing in front of Gu Zhibei, who was suspended in mid-air.

He reached out with his right hand to grab Gu Zhibei's head.

This is the true meaning of reaching for the stars.

At this moment, Gu Zhibei realized that he had been tricked, but his experience in the Ten Thousand Mountains and his several brushes with death made him not too panicked.

He couldn't change his move when he slashed down with the Qingfeng sword, but his left hand formed a sword finger, and suddenly a starlight flashed, pointing towards Pei Wang's right palm.

Snapped!

puff!

Pei Wang's right palm was pierced by Gu Zhibei's finger, and the powerful force created a bloody hole in his palm.

what……

Pei Wang cried out in pain, his body falling back onto the arena. He clutched his injured right hand with his left and stared at Gu Zhibei: "You've mastered the secret technique, Star Pointing Finger?"

"I originally reserved this move for Zhang Yu, but you forced it out of him. You have every reason to be proud," Gu Zhibei said.

Pei Wang's expression shifted for a moment, showing his strong resentment, but in the end he didn't say anything more. The victor is king, the loser is villain, and he turned and walked off the stage.

The secret technique is extremely difficult to master, but once mastered, it can unleash twice the power of the user.

The Star Pointing Finger technique is a secret art.

Zhang Yu was also watching, and when he saw Gu Zhibei break Pei Wang's killing move with a single finger in a desperate situation, his face remained completely calm.

"Senior brother, Gu Zhibei has actually mastered the secret technique Star Pointing Finger. You need to be careful later." Li Feifei, standing beside him, looked worried.

"It doesn't matter!" Zhang Yu said nonchalantly.

Having studied martial arts knowledge in the library for two months, he naturally knew what secret techniques were.

With his insight gained from cultivating the true essence of two martial arts, he saw through the secret technique at a glance.

The secret technique is one-tenth, or even one-twentieth, of the true essence of martial arts.

For Zhang Yu, who had mastered the true essence of two martial arts, secret techniques were useless and utterly insignificant.

However, the others were unaware of this and immediately exclaimed in amazement upon seeing Gu Zhibei use the secret technique, Star Pointing Finger.

"Hiss, Senior Brother Gu Zhibei has actually mastered the secret technique Star Pointing Finger. Senior Brother Zhang Yu is probably in danger next."

"Zhang Yu, a poor boy, is already incredibly lucky to have reached this level." The aristocratic disciples had long resented Zhang Yu. If a poor boy were to win first place in the Azure Eagle Tournament, all of them would lose face.

The battle for first place began quickly.

On the high platform, Shi Cangyue glanced at the elder of Lanjian Academy and said, "Elder Li, Gu Zhibei has mastered a secret technique and is very powerful. My disciple is in danger."

"Shi Cangyue, do you think I'm blind? Zhang Yu has most likely mastered the true meaning of Iron Shirt martial arts. Even if he hasn't fully mastered it, he's already touched upon it. The Star Pointing Finger can't threaten him." Elder Li said irritably.

Shi Cangyue wasn't embarrassed: "The true meaning of martial arts is so difficult to grasp. My disciple hasn't comprehended it and is likely no match for Gu Zhibei. Let's make a bet, each betting on their own disciple to win, and if the disciple loses..."

"Get out! Shi Cangyue, do I look like a fool to you?" Elder Li interrupted Shi Cangyue before he could finish speaking.

"Hehe, if you don't want to gamble, then you don't want to gamble." Shi Cangyue chuckled.

Chang Wei felt extremely frustrated at this moment, because Elder Li's words had not hurt Shi Cangyue, but they had hurt him.

It's like they're calling him an idiot, but he has no proof.

On the arena.

Zhang Yu appeared nonchalant, but Gu Zhibei was on high alert.

"You've been fighting all day, you must be tired. Just admit defeat and you'll avoid physical pain," Zhang Yu said calmly to Gu Zhibei.

"What is he saying?"

"That's too arrogant."

"How dare you look down on Senior Brother Gu Zhibei."

Before Gu Zhibei could speak, the disciples below the arena were already furious.

"Senior Brother Gu should teach him a lesson."

"Cripple him!"

"Beat his mouth up and see how arrogant he can be then."

……

The voices condemning Zhang Yu rose and fell.

"A bunch of trash! Go, Senior Brother Zhang Yu! Senior Brother Zhang Yu is awesome!" Li Feifei suddenly shouted.

That's just her personality.

Once they've placed their bets, they're willing to risk everything and won't give up halfway through just because they encounter difficulties.

Now all the scions of powerful families are attacking Zhang Yu, and the junior sisters who were supporting Zhang Yu in the front dare not speak up anymore, because they are also part of powerful families.

Su Wan remained silent, not daring to offend anyone.

Only Li Feifei's voice was heard.

Zhang Yu on the stage glanced at Li Feifei and gave her a satisfied look.

You can be bad, ruthless, sarcastic, or cunning.

But as long as someone dares to stand up for him at a crucial moment, Zhang Yu will appreciate their kindness.