Fan Tong directly mobilized the lightning-attribute spiritual power within his body and unleashed the final move of the "Dragon Elephant Skill," achieving a state of perfect dragon-elephant fusion. He then pushed off with both feet and soared straight into the air like a spring up from the ground.

He completed a perfect U-turn in mid-air, then pressed his palm down, instantly unleashing the "Dragon Soars to the Nine Heavens" move.

The proverb "like a mantis trying to stop a chariot" perfectly describes Yun Zhongyan's situation. No matter how exquisite and skillful his swordsmanship was, when Mount Tai pressed down on him, it was all crushed into dust.

With a crisp crack, the sword in Yun Zhongyan's hand was shattered in two by Fan Tong's fierce palm strike.

"Ah! No!" Yun Zhongyan roared as she was sent flying backward, but could only helplessly land below the arena.

"My goodness! Is this really Fan Tong?" The disciples below the arena couldn't help but exclaim as they looked at Fan Tong, who was exuding an overwhelming aura at this moment!

"When did this guy become so fierce?"

"I deserve to die! How dare I incite people to beat him up!"

"Fan Tong! Fan Tong! I love you, I want to have your babies!"

……

Fan Tong ignored the clamoring Fengqing Sect disciples below the stage and turned to look in the direction of the Yunxia Sect disciples.

"Everyone, is there anyone else who can offer some guidance to this servant disciple of the Fengqing Sect?"

"If the outer disciples aren't up to it, the true disciples can still try their luck!"

Fan Tong returned Yun Zhongyan's words verbatim to the Yunxia Sect disciples, which drew screams from the disciples below the arena.

"This junior brother is truly impressive! How about this, you come directly to our Cloud Mist Sect, and I'll give you the status of a true disciple!"

A person stepped out from the Yunxia Sect, looking at Fan Tong with eyes full of appreciation for his talent, "Anyway, you're just a servant disciple, and you're not really a member of the Fengqing Sect!"

"You're talking nonsense! My senior brother Fan Tong is a member of my Fengqing Sect. Stop trying to sow discord here!"

Ke Bu'e, standing below the ring, showed no fear and bravely cursed at the man who had spoken.

"Well? You don't need to answer me now. Just give me a clear answer before the celebration ends, and you don't need to worry about anything else!"

The Yunxia Sect disciple who was speaking ignored the curses from below the arena and instead seemed to sincerely persuade Fan Tong.

"Thank you for your kindness! However, I have lived in the Fengqing Sect for more than ten years and have gotten used to it. I have no intention of changing sects!"

"I think we should stop talking nonsense! If you want to fight, why don't we have a match and see how big the gap is between me and a true disciple of the Yunxia Sect!"

"Haha! You're really something! You're not qualified to make me take action! Let's bring that good-for-nothing Yun Zhongyan along and go!"

The Yunxia Sect disciple who spoke seemed to be of high status. After giving an order, he was the first to leave the training ground!

Seeing the Yunxia Sect disciples leave, Fan Tong didn't linger in the martial arts arena. He jumped off the stage and walked out calmly.

Unlike the controversies surrounding him before he took the stage, when he left, everyone made way for him, their faces showing indescribable expressions.

"Not bad, Fan Tong, how does it feel to be the center of attention?" After leaving the training ground, Bi Luo chased after him and slapped Fan Tong on the shoulder.

"What's so great about defeating an outer disciple? I won't be able to catch my breath until I can defeat core disciples like Mo Buzheng!"

Fan Tong felt very calm. The hardships he endured before he could cultivate had tempered his character and made him understand the importance of cultivating properly.

"Oh! You actually consider Mo Buzheng your rival? Haha, don't worry! Even if your cultivation is inferior to his, Senior Sister Mengyao won't look down on you!"

Biluo teased Fan Tong with giggles and laughter as they returned to their respective residences.

However, the story of Fan Tong defeating the senior disciple of the Yunxia Sect's outer sect in one move was far from over.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Fengqing Sect, Sect Master Feng Qingyang, Grand Elder Dongfang Yao, and many other elders gathered together once again.

"Haha, another trick! Does that rascal Fan Tong have some kind of special fetish?"

Shen You took a sip of tea, glanced at Elder Mochou unconsciously, and said in a meaningful tone.

"I don't care what his quirks are, as long as he doesn't completely ruin the reputation of my Fengqing Sect, I don't care!" Feng Qingyang's originally serious expression softened slightly.

"Sect Master, about what we talked about last time..." Shen You was about to press on and finalize Fan Tong's status as an outer disciple when he was suddenly interrupted!

"Sect Master! It is Fan Tong's duty to win the competition and bring glory to our sect. However, I am also a little puzzled as to how Fan Tong obtained the legitimate 'Dragon Elephant Skill'?"

Elder Mochou's tone remained cold, making it impossible to guess her thoughts.

"Elder Mochou is right. If sect techniques and martial arts skills can be easily passed on to outsiders, it might cause panic within the sect!" Elder Dongfang Yao also asked.

“I do know a thing or two about this matter!” Shen Youtu rolled his eyes, looking as if he had known all along. After saying that, he took another sip of tea and continued.

"When we discussed it last time, we all agreed that Fan Tong could go out and take on missions, but that silly boy got fooled again!"

"While he was dealing with the emergency mission in Skyfire City, he not only disrupted the Demon Clan's plans, but also recommended the young city lord of Skyfire City to a sect for cultivation!"

"When I was examining his qualifications, I was surprised to find that the fire-type bloodline in his body was incredibly pure, and there were even signs of ancestral regression."

"Everyone knows about the Fire Clan's talent. Their ancestral techniques are still lying in my Scripture Pavilion. If Huo Xian could master them, he would truly have a brighter future than Meng Yao!"

“That young city lord is still young. If we follow the usual practice, it will take him several more years to enter the sect. What if something goes wrong along the way? Wouldn’t that be a waste of talent?”

"Since Fan Tong has brought back a promising talent for the sect, I have applied to the sect leader to give Fan Tong a martial arts technique as a reward!"

"That's how it is, that's the situation!"

"If you're not satisfied, go ask the sect leader yourselves! He's right here!"

Shen Youtu took out his prepared speech, looking as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

"Alright! The Grand Elder was just asking cautiously, why are you getting so worked up?" Feng Qingyang scolded Shen Youtu in an annoyed tone.

"Since we made a promise beforehand, we must keep it! You talk to Fan Tong and make an exception to let him become an outer disciple, with all the same rights as other outer disciples, so that he won't be tricked and still be complaining about losing money!"

Feng Qingyang ignored Dongfang Yao's expression and directly decided to make Fan Tong an outer disciple.

"Everyone, hurry back and prepare! The other four major sects will be arriving tomorrow. Judging from the Cloud Mist Sect's demeanor, this time it might not be so simple!"

"I hope everyone can unite and help our Fengqing Sect overcome this difficulty. Otherwise, it will be everyone's interests that suffer!"

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