Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

He Tiezhu is an avatar of Xiaoxing, the sixth-order universe master; and Luo Feng, who is in front of us, was also born from the Golden Horned Beast.

With the personal guidance of Xiao Xing's clone, Luo Feng's laws of metal and space, along with the secret techniques of the Golden Horned Beast, all progressed by leaps and bounds.

"You guys are indeed powerful, but Prince Mankaxing and Death God Berlan are no weaker than you either," Rong Jun interjected.

"Beat them? One punch is enough." Lin Quan said calmly.

"It's just a matter of one kick," He Tiezhu replied with a smile.

"Bolan can create hundreds of phantoms at the same time," Rong Jun reminded him.

"Tiezhu, shall we have a contest? Let's see who can take down the opponent first?" Lin Quan asked, turning his head.

"No way. I'd definitely lose to you—I'm not stupid." He Tiezhu waved his hand.

After the spokesperson for Virtual Universe left the stage, the more than one million contestants dispersed.

"There are over a thousand intergalactic nations, with a limit of one person per nation, for a total of only a thousand slots," Luo Feng said in a low voice, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Top 100 in Trial Tower points, direct qualification. Easy peasy," He Tiezhu said.

"Let's find a place to take a nap, then we'll try to climb the tower tomorrow morning." Lin Quan said calmly, as if he were talking about eating or drinking.

The following morning, one by one, a million contestants stepped into their exclusive virtual trial space.

Within each space, seven trial towers stand silently; each tower has seven distinct levels.

Clearing the first tower earns 70,000 points; the second tower 700,000; the third tower 7 million; the fourth tower 70 million; the fifth tower 700 million; the sixth tower 7 billion; and the seventh tower 70 billion.

"Those who completely annihilate the gatekeepers can advance to the next level; or those who survive for ten days can also advance."

Lin Quan calmed his mind and stepped into the first floor of the first tower.

"Ten thousand blood-haired mammoths, kill one, get one point."

He smirked, clenched his fist, and charged forward.

A punch, a headbutt, swift and decisive. In the blink of an eye, ten thousand mammoths were all prostrate on the ground.

"Ten thousand points in hand, let's go."

He advanced with unstoppable momentum, reaching the seventh level. By this time, his score had reached 60,000, and the guardian of the seventh level was no match for him.

"No pressure at all. The second tower."

Upon entering the first floor of the second tower, he once again swept across the entire area.

At the same time, He Tiezhu had also completely cleared out the first tower.

"Lin Quan is ruthless. He cleared the first tower perfectly in less than half an hour."

"He Tiezhu was equally impressive, passing the test flawlessly as well."

"What is Luo Feng doing? He could have killed her instantly, but he's choosing to engage in a prolonged fight... Is he using war to sustain himself?"

Countless spectators watched with bated breath, and murmurs of discussion rose and fell.

"770,000 points, that's acceptable."

"7.77 million points, currently ranking first."

"He Tiezhu, that guy, is only a little slower than me?"

When he entered the seventh tower, no one could stop him.

Although his cultivation level was only at the ninth stage of the Hengxing realm, his physical strength far surpassed that of a realm lord; his comprehension of the laws was so profound that it rivaled that of a universe lord.

All his opponents on the seven levels of the tower collapsed without even touching the hem of his clothes.

With all seven towers cleared, the final score was: 77.77 billion 7.77 million.

Not long after Lin Quan stepped out of the tower, He Tiezhu's figure also appeared at the exit of the seventh tower.

Their performance in the Trial Tower immediately stunned countless experts and powerful figures.

Berlan, the "Grim Reaper" who is famous throughout the universe, couldn't even pass the first level of the seventh trial tower.

Lin Quan and He Tiezhu of the Qianwu Universe Kingdom managed to clear all the obstacles in the seventh tower.

Luo Feng dragged it out until the very last moment, taking more than a year to finally clear the first six towers.

Over the past year, he has used war to fuel his war effort, and his strength has increased by leaps and bounds.

But when he reached the seventh tower, he finally stopped at the third floor and could not advance any further.

The final battle began, and Lin Quan was the first to step onto the stage.

"Boxing champion, don't think you're guaranteed to win just because you have a higher score than me..." Galesi said resentfully.

"Take this!" Before Lin Quan finished speaking, he had already closed in and unleashed a strike of eight palms—the Illusion Demon Galesi fell to the ground without any chance to fight back.

"He brought it on himself," He Tiezhu chuckled.

"Brother Quan also knows palm techniques?" Luo Feng's eyes widened.

"When your cultivation reaches that level, every gesture is a move, every step a stance; every move is earth-shattering," He Tiezhu said calmly.

"That's true." Luo Feng nodded in agreement. In his early years, he was obsessed with the martial arts and martial arts of the pre-Great Cataclysm era. He had read through a large number of historical records and watched many martial arts novels, old movies, and old TV series, and he understood the principles behind them.

He Tiezhu's opponent was none other than Bolan, known as "The Grim Reaper".

"You're not carrying a weapon?" Berlan frowned, his tone full of anger at being slighted.

"Among this year's contestants, there is only one person I am willing to wield a weapon with," He Tiezhu said, his gaze as sharp as iron and his voice as firm as metal.

"Take this!" Bolan shook his arms, and countless phantoms rushed towards He Tiezhu.

He Tiezhu struck again with eight palms, and Bo Lan coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

Luo Feng defeated his opponent with almost no effort. It wasn't that he was too strong, but rather that his opponent was simply too weak.

In the top ten battles, Lin Quan was invincible, even defeating He Tiezhu with a single palm strike.

After losing to Lin Quan, He Tiezhu turned around and swept aside all his other opponents.

The finals concluded with Lin Quan taking first place, He Tiezhu coming in second, and Luo Feng finishing third.

The fight between Lin Quan and He Tiezhu was devoid of any fancy moves; the outcome was decided in the blink of an eye.

The duel between Luo Feng, Bo Lan, and Rong Jun, however, was exhilarating and drew continuous cheers from the spectators.

Berlan, the "Grim Reaper" on whom millions of lives placed their hopes, ultimately ranked only fourth.

After careful consideration, Virtual Universe Corporation made an exception and allowed the top four to enter the Primal Secret Realm.

A prodigy like Bolan, who only appears once every few eras, failed to even crack the top three.

The talents displayed by Lin Quan, He Tiezhu, and Luo Feng have far exceeded the initial expectations of the company's senior management.

If only two people are allowed in, Luo Feng and Bo Lan will inevitably be poached by other super powers.

Before leaving the virtual universe, Luo Feng treated everyone to a meal.

Reaching the original secret realm would take a full three years using only the Virtual Universe Company's F-class spaceship.

In the evening, Zhong Guohong and his family entered the Jiangnan Grand Restaurant.

"Brother Hong!" Luo Feng quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"Congratulations." Chung Kwok-hung said with a warm smile.

"For the next few years, I'll entrust my family to Brother Hong's care," Luo Feng said earnestly.

"Leave it to me," Chung Kwok-hung readily agreed.

Once the food and drinks were served, everyone drank and chatted.

"Guoxiong should also go and compete in the Peak Genius Battle; he's sure to make a name for himself," Luo Feng said.

"Forget it—my wife and kids are on Earth, and my parents are here. I'm not going anywhere." Zhong Guoxiong waved his hand with a smile, half-jokingly. How could he not want to set foot in the starry sky and make a name for himself? It's just that his cultivation level has already exceeded the threshold for the competition, so he can't register even if he wanted to.

Zhong Guoxiong is now a genuine ninth-level Domain Lord at the peak.

Zhong Guohong's family members, as well as Jia Yi and others, were all firmly standing at the peak of the ninth level of the Domain Lord realm.

The banquet ended, and everyone went home.

Chung Kwok-hung returned to his residence and studied the Yin-Yang True Scripture all night, tossing and turning without closing his eyes.

As dawn broke, he looked radiant and showed no signs of fatigue.

In contrast, Jiang Fang, Zhao Ruo, and Liu Ting were slumped in their chairs, their breathing shallow and weak, too lazy to even stand up.

Zhong Guohong watched silently, speechless for a moment.