Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

Gu Jing never expected that a nobody he had never taken seriously could dodge his Xuan-level skill and even cause his blood and qi to surge up instantly because his force had missed.

"Surprised?" As he spoke, Wang Mu launched an attack on Gu Jing.

The battle between the two martial artists was ever-changing, and Wang Mu certainly wouldn't let such a great opportunity slip by.

In terms of realm and strength, Wang Mu is no match for Gu Jing, so Wang Mu can only decide victory or defeat in the details.

"How dare you launch a sneak attack?" Seeing Wang Mu attack in an instant, Gu Jing roared angrily and once again used his Xuan-level power to block Wang Mu's attack.

This attack was Wang Mu's full-force strike, and even if Gu Jing used Xuan-level power, it would be difficult for him to withstand it.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" Gu Jing retreated several steps before barely managing to neutralize Wang Mu's force.

"Kid, you've completely enraged me!" Gu Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said fiercely to Wang Mu.

Soul-Stealing Blazing Leg!

This martial art is one that inflicts heavy damage on the user while harming the enemy; it will cause considerable harm to the user's body after use.

Gu Jing is not currently facing a life-or-death crisis, but Wang Mu's actions have truly enraged him. For many years, Gu Jing has not felt such anger.

Gu Jing has always been arrogant and domineering, so he can't stand being punched by others.

"Be careful!" Xiao Chuan, who was standing below the stage, could feel the strong martial spirit fluctuations coming from Gu Jing's legs, so he loudly reminded Wang Mu. He was the martial artist that Wu Lanxin had specially asked to follow Wang Mu.

Even without Xiao Chuan's reminder, Wang Mu knew he had to be careful. In fact, Wang Mu thought that if he were hit, he might leave this world forever.

"Ah!" Wang Mu roared, rapidly circulating his martial spirit throughout his body and gathering it in his palm.

"Don't be reckless!" At the same time, Xiao Chuan saw through Wang Mu's thoughts and reminded him immediately.

Wang Mu not only fought with a vengeance, but also seemed ready to fight Gu Jing to the death. Even if Wang Mu gave it his all, he was no match for Gu Jing, so there was no need for Wang Mu to fight Gu Jing to the death.

Besides, this is just a competition, not a life-or-death battle, so there's absolutely no need to risk your life.

However, Wang Mu's mind was made up, and he completely ignored the advice of Xiao Chuan and the others.

Wang Mu believed that if he gave up like this, he would definitely develop inner demons in the future, and no matter how hard he cultivated, his realm would not improve at all.

That's how it is on the path of cultivation; once inner demons arise in one's heart, they are very difficult to dispel.

So if Wang Mu gives up now, what difference is there between life and death after he develops inner demons? For a martial artist, if one's realm never advances, then life is worse than death.

Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Palm!

This is the Xuan-level Kunpeng Body that Wang Mu just mastered a few days ago.

At Wang Mu's current level, controlling the Xuan-level Kunpeng body is still very difficult; a slight mistake could result in him being devoured by the Martial Spirit and dying.

It seems highly likely that the two will soon have to settle their differences.

Xiao Chuan and the others looked tense, and were even more worried about Wang Mu.

Wang Mu was relatively young among them and had rarely left the Wang family, so he had never faced such a situation alone before.

Before they could even take a breath, their hands and legs collided.

With a deafening boom, the entire arena trembled.

If the arena hadn't been reinforced in a special way, it probably wouldn't have been able to withstand that force.

Although the two were at very different levels, their martial spirits were also quite similar, and they were both using the same high-grade Xuan-level martial technique. No wonder they caused such a commotion.

Originally, apart from the Wang family and the Linghai Sect, not many people were observing the battle between Wang Mu and Gu Jing, but since it caused such a commotion, it naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"Look, the battle between the Wang family and the Linghai Sect has caused such a huge commotion."

"Could it be that the Wang family and the Linghai Sect are so different in cultivation level, yet their strengths are roughly equal?"

"How could a piece of trash from the Wang family possibly be on par with Gu Jing? Absolutely impossible! Gu Jing is the ninth strongest on the Spirit Sea Sect's ranking list."

Isn't the Wang family supposed to be a bunch of good-for-nothings? When did they become so powerful?

As more attention focused on Wang Muhao and Gu Jing, the outcome of their battle gradually became clear.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" Wang Mu and his companion retreated several steps at the same time.

"Thump!" Then another soft sound followed, and Gu Jing couldn't bear it and lay down on the ground.

"Huh?" Not only were the spectators taken aback, but even the referee seemed a bit confused.

How could this be?

Such a situation is rare in the Dynasty Contest. Even if two contestants are of equal strength, a winner can still be determined in the end. Although the result is already obvious, it is hard for the referee to believe that a disciple of the Linghai Sect, who is a disciple of the Youmen Sect, was defeated by this kid.

"I declare that Wang Mu wins the battle between Wang Mu and Gu Jing, and Wang Mu successfully advances to the next stage of the assessment!" After a moment of silence, the referee finally made his final judgment.

Wang Mu didn't seem to care, as if he had already guessed this outcome.

Wu Sen and his team easily passed the next assessment.

Wang Mu followed his disciples to the second assessment venue, where their opponent was Ye Chenghao, another disciple of the Linghai Sect.

When facing Wang Mu, Ye Chenghao was on high alert. Like some others, he didn't believe that Wang Mu's success was simply due to luck. Of course, encountering him was just the unfortunate misfortune of this good-for-nothing.

In the past, when Ye Chenghao fought any opponent, he always used a ferocious style. After a series of hammer blows, his opponent would basically be half-dead.

But Ye Chenghao did not do that. He gripped the hammer and stared warily at Wang Mu, gradually moving forward.

It can be said that with every step Ye Chenghao took, he would vigilantly leave himself a defensive space. As long as Wang Mu raised his hand slightly, Ye Chenghao could react quickly.

Below the arena, everyone watched this scene with a strange expression. One was calm and composed, while the other was cautious and timid. The cautious one was a fifth-rank martial artist, while the calm and composed one was a martial artist without any rank.

"Hurry up!"

"What trash. A fifth-grade martial artist is afraid of someone who has no spiritual energy."

"Ye Chenghao, aren't you usually very brave?"

"..."

From below the stage, all sorts of voices arose. They had finally grown impatient. Actually, you couldn't blame them; there were only seven or eight meters between Wang Mu and Ye Chenghao.

However, it took Ye Chenghao more than half an hour to walk there.

"Pfft."

Wang Mu sneezed, startling Ye Chenghao so much that he immediately stopped and became extremely cautious.