A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Chen Ming did not show any joy on his face. He silently walked off the stage and returned to Chen Zhaowu's side.

To anyone else, it would be perfectly normal for someone in the Enlightenment Realm to instantly kill someone in the Body Tempering Realm.

Everyone else was merely a stepping stone for Chen Ming to prove his strength and ascend to the position of the next family head.

The next few battles did not cause much of a stir.

The battle between those at the fifth and sixth levels of Body Forging was decided in a short time.

Of the twenty-six younger members of the Chen family, the number was halved after the first round of selection.

Of the thirteen players, one will inevitably receive a bye.

"Please come up to the stage, the contestants who advanced from the first round, for the second round of selection!"

The familiar large box was moved back onto the stage, but the number of spheres inside was reduced by half.

The contestants went up on stage one by one, rummaged through the box, and chose the round ball that belonged to them.

Which player received a bye in this match?

Chen Ming looked at the ball in his hand, marked with the number seven, sighed, and helplessly raised his hand.

"it's me!"

The referee placed Chen Ming's wooden sign directly in the third round position.

"Congratulations to Young Master Chen Ming for advancing to the third round ahead of schedule."

Chen Ming was given a bye right from the start, and he had no choice but to abide by the rules.

He casually tossed the ball marked with the number seven back into the box and slowly walked off the training platform.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Chen Yue held a hint of expectation.

She murmured softly, "It's not my good luck that I got a bye, it's your good luck."

Even the faintest sound reached Chen Yue's ears.

He scoffed at Chen Ming's words.

Even rotten people can have good fortune.

The order of appearance has been revealed, with a total of six matches in the second round.

Chen Yue drew number six, which means it's the last game.

His opponent was none other than his cousin, Chen Gang.

The two exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and did not talk much.

The sixth battle, though seemingly far off, is actually progressing very quickly.

The first five battles were all at the Body Tempering Realm level, not much different from the first round.

There was no flashy, colorful source energy; all that existed was close-quarters combat and the clash of weapons.

Whoever has better stamina and can last longer will advance to the third round.

Within an hour and a half, the first five battles were successfully concluded, and the number of people was halved once again.

The final match of the second round is about to begin.

Before Chen Gang went on stage, Chen Kai stopped him.

"Second brother, if you can't beat Chen Yue, admit defeat as soon as possible."

"I always felt that he had regained his former arrogance and was no longer the spoiled brat who drank all day long."

Chen Gang's expression was solemn. "No matter who it is, they will have to step over my body if they want to win."

Chen Kai understood Chen Gang's personality, and upon hearing him say this, he stopped trying to persuade him.

"Big brother believes in you."

Chen Yue walked onto the martial arts stage, relaxed and nonchalant, seemingly unconcerned about the battle.

His only target was Chen Ming. Chen Yue had little interest in anyone else and just wanted to finish quickly so he could start the next round.

"The battle begins!"

Chen Yue stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the martial arts arena.

"Brother Chen Yue, it's been a long time."

Chen Gang looked up and found it hard to connect the spirited young man in front of him with the snotty-nosed, babbling child he was as a child.

Chen Yue clasped his hands in a fist salute, gesturing with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Cousin Chen Gang, I won't hold back in this fight, so please be prepared."

"After all, your eighth level of Body Tempering is as fragile as a piece of paper in my eyes."

Chen Gang dared not let his guard down, gripping the sledgehammer tightly with both hands, ready for battle at any moment.

"Brother Chen Yue, watch out!"

Chen Yue remained calm and composed, showing no signs of nervousness. His composure was frightening, as if Chen Gang were nothing at all.

"Strange, Brother Chen Yue is unarmed, why isn't he closing his fists? Isn't he afraid?"

As this question popped into Chen Gang's mind, it was as if a huge mountain appeared out of nowhere above his head and suddenly plummeted down.

The sudden, heavy blow caught Chen Gang off guard, forcing him to loosen his grip on the sledgehammer and struggle to stay on the ground.

His legs were pressed down and bent until he was completely kneeling on the ground.

This scene is exactly the same as Chen Xing's in the first scene.

"Is this power the source of power?"

"Such a powerful aura! Just how far has Brother Chen Yue cultivated to?"

"I...can't beat them..."

Chen Gang looked up with difficulty, but nothing materialized. He could only see a faint, dark red source energy floating above his head.

"No wonder Brother Chen Yue was so confident from beginning to end."

"It turns out that they never took me seriously from the very beginning."

Chen Yue walked up to Chen Gang and enveloped his entire body with his source energy.

"Excuse me, cousin Chen Gang."

Having recognized the gap between himself and Chen Yue, Chen Gang no longer intended to make any futile resistance.

He watched helplessly as the dark red source energy enveloping him sent him off the martial arts stage.

The process was harmonious and peaceful, without fierce fighting or heavy casualties.

From the moment they entered the game until the end, it was less than a minute.

Chen Gang slunk back to Chen Kai's side, still shaken.

The oppressive feeling Chen Yue had just given him made him feel suffocated.

If someone were to attack him, killing him in one strike would be an easy task.

This was the first time Chen Kai had ever seen Chen Gang with a look of fear on his face.

He asked in confusion, "Second brother, what happened? Why did they step down before the fight even started?"

The thought of that oppressive aura sent chills down Chen Gang's spine. "Fight? Fight my foot!"

"The source energy emanating from Brother Chen Yue is almost as strong as my father's..."

Chen Kai was startled, "But my father is a Spirit Mansion Realm expert..."

Seeing the fear still lingering on Chen Gang's expression, he understood that Chen Yue's cultivation level was probably truly beyond comprehension.

Chen Yue's strength finally attracted everyone's attention after his battle with Chen Gang ended.

Chen Gang is not Chen Xing. Among the younger generation of the Chen family, only Chen Ming and Chen Kai can rival his strength.

The most outstanding member of the younger generation of the Chen family was easily kicked off the martial arts stage by Chen Yue.

The battle was over without any effort.

"This child is a bit strange."

"To be able to defeat Chen Gang so easily, one must definitely be at the Enlightenment Realm level."

"But when did he attain enlightenment?"

Chen Zhaowu muttered to himself, filled with bewilderment at this good-for-nothing young master who had suddenly attained enlightenment.

Chen Yue always acts swiftly and does not release his source power for a long time. In addition, the Primordial Supreme Technique has the special ability to conceal source power.

None of the people present could detect any source energy, so they couldn't judge Chen Yue's cultivation level.

Based on his performance, we can only roughly guess that he is at the stage of enlightenment.

Chen Ming had a high opinion of himself and possessed the cultivation of the second level of Enlightenment. Among the younger generation of the Chen family, he could not find a match for him.

Even if Chen Gang loses, so what?

If the battle had been fought by Chen Ming, he could have done the same thing, and he would have been even faster and more efficient than Chen Yue.

Chen Yue was still not taken seriously by him.

After two rounds of battle, the number of Chen family juniors who made it to the third round had been reduced from the original twenty-six to seven.

In this round, one lucky winner will receive a bye.

Having gained experience from the first two rounds, the seven were already quite adept at the task.

They went up on stage, drew the numbered balls, and told the referee the order.

"I got a bye! I got a bye! I advanced!"