System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

The frustration in Haoyue's heart was like a surging tide, almost drowning him.

He had to maintain the moonlight's manifestation to keep it covering the battlefield, while also having to control the nine divine swords that whistled through the air to engage in a fierce battle with the enemy.

It should be noted that this discussion and exchange of ideas is achieved by controlling the puppets from a medium to long distance.

This means that to qualify for this discussion, one must possess the exceptional ability to multitask.

Such mental and physical exertion is something that ordinary people cannot easily bear.

Haoyue believed that among the disciples of the same generation, although there were senior brothers who could steadily suppress and defeat him, there were only two or three of them among the third-generation disciples.

But what about Chen Xuan? What skill did he possess to use the True Fire Dao to unleash a sword formation that could suppress him so completely that he had no chance to fight back?

At this moment, the dozen or so flying swords radiating different lights were still fiercely entangled in battle, exchanging blows and their shadows crisscrossing. Such an intense battle offered no respite whatsoever.

However, for Chen Xuan, this mental strain was negligible compared to his powerful divine sense, so how could it have caused him to turn pale?

"If this is all the strength you have, Senior Brother," Chen Xuan said calmly, while precisely controlling his flying sword to launch a series of fierce attacks. He smiled faintly as he looked at Haoyue, whose face had turned pale, and slowly said, "Next time, don't come to the Hall of Proof of the Dao on behalf of the senior disciples, trying to teach the new disciples a lesson."

Chen Xuan had perfectly captured the essence of this sarcastic tone.

"You! You are utterly arrogant!"

"kill!"

Haoyue, initially holding a superior position and upholding the authority and dignity of his senior brother, was determined to teach Chen Xuan a lesson. However, he never expected the actual outcome to be so humiliating, leaving him utterly disgraced and losing all his prestige. Having exerted all his strength yet unable to influence Chen Xuan in the slightest, how could the fire of anger within him not burn fiercely?

As expected, with a roar filled with boundless rage from Haoyue, the nine flying swords, empowered by the moonlight, instantly shone brightly, like miniature moons rising into the sky, and began to fiercely resist Chen Xuan's suppression.

It's a pity that no matter how Haoyue used various methods to unleash his ultimate skills, even with his full power this time, the power of moonlight had already faintly touched the edge of the realm of moonlight essence through the methods he used.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan was still able to use the True Fire to calmly and easily catch up with its attacks and steadily defuse them.

"what?"

"That swift and fierce attack just now must have been Junior Brother Haoyue's strongest move, right?"

"He had already subtly stepped into the Moonlit Domain with the help of the technique, so how could Junior Brother catch up and break through so easily?"

If the senior disciples were merely shocked and surprised by Chen Xuan before, now that they have witnessed Chen Xuan calmly and unhurriedly accepting Junior Brother Haoyue's strongest move, a chill ran through them all, and they felt that Chen Xuan was truly terrifying.

It should be noted that Chen Xuan is only a new disciple who has been studying for less than a month, and he has not even formally become a disciple.

Under such circumstances, he is already so powerful. If he were fortunate enough to become a disciple of a master and receive the master's careful guidance and true teachings, wouldn't his strength become even more terrifying and unparalleled?

As the disciples whispered their analysis and discussion, many people's gazes toward Chen Xuan subtly changed without them even realizing it.

At the very least, given the formidable strength Chen Xuan has demonstrated, the veteran disciples no longer dare to simply categorize him as a weak new disciple.

This is the psychological change brought about by strength, and the subtle shift in status.

"No, that's impossible!"

Haoyue found it hard to accept the humiliating defeat he had suffered in front of Chen Xuan. His mind was in complete disarray, a jumble of thoughts. He roared and howled in anger, frantically and haphazardly manipulating the nine Moonbeam Divine Swords, launching a frenzied attack on Chen Xuan.

For cultivators, their state of mind can also be seen as their Dao heart. Now that their Dao heart is in disarray, the extent of its impact is beyond imagination.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. While he was wielding nine flying swords to clash head-on with Haoyue, he also diverted his attention to control the humanoid puppet in the commander's position, which, like a streak of fire cutting through the void, directly approached the beast-shaped nine-sword puppet below Haoyue.

quack-

call out--

The humanoid Nine Swords Puppet was originally designed specifically for close-quarters combat.

However, since the battle rules of the Hall of Proving the Dao involve controlling puppets remotely to fight, the difficulty is exponentially higher than that of long-range divine weapon clashes, and the mental strain is also enormous. Therefore, it has been a long time since any disciple has dared to choose and use this puppet.

However, this does not mean that the humanoid Nine Swords Puppet is weak and vulnerable. On the contrary, if someone can truly master its manipulation and control it freely, then the power it can unleash can be described as swift as a sudden gust of wind and as turbulent as water and fire.

Amidst the fierce battle, the puppet controlled by Chen Xuan transformed into a dazzling streak of fire, swiftly and unexpectedly approaching the core vital point of the beast-shaped puppet beneath the bright moon.

Its speed was extremely fast, like a shooting star chasing the moon. Even Haoyue had devoted most of his energy to controlling the nine Moonlit Divine Swords. By the time he realized what was happening, he had already seen the humanoid puppet extend its sword-like fingers and pierce the puppet's bullseye, which represented its life and death, with unparalleled precision.

Snapped--

Within the puppet's bullseye lies its core power source; this single stab severely damaged that core. In an instant, the moonlight hanging high in the sky vanished like a dream, and the nine flying swords imbued with the moonlight's power, like puppets with broken strings, fell helplessly to the ground, making a series of cracking sounds.

"The outcome is decided! Chen Xuan wins!"

As the beast-shaped puppet collapsed to the ground, the puppet runes that had been flashing around it gradually dimmed. The puppet referee beside him also raised his hand and waved it off, removing the protective magic circle and loudly announcing the final result of this debate.

"I've been defeated. I, Haoyue, have been practicing for nearly ten years, yet I've been defeated in the Dao Discussion and Sparring in the Hall of Proof of Dao by a new disciple who has only been practicing for less than a month?"

The puppet had collapsed to the ground, unresponsive, while Haoyue stood there blankly for a long time, her eyes filled with the pain and struggle of not being able to accept this cruel reality.

His face was ashen, like a pig's liver, and his eyes were filled with resentment and anger as he looked at Chen Xuan.

"Wow, we won! Master won!"