Peerless Conceited Cultivator

Yes, the torrential downpour of ten thousand flowers that erupted from Hua Yinglou this time, was many times stronger than the previous one!    

    

Tens of thousands of flowers bloomed, all of them sparkling and translucent. The edges of every single flower petal were incomparably sharp, capable of splitting apart metal and stone.    

    

Every single petal was condensed with Earth Rank and true energy, heavy enough to crush a thousand kilogram boulder.    

    

The rain of flowers shot out, densely packed and dense, covering everything as it swept towards Yang Pann, completely enveloping him within.    

    

If an ordinary true qi attack was like a bullet, then this indiscriminate attack was like a bomb exploding and was extremely dangerous. It was simply unavoidable.    

    

No one believed that Yang Pann had the ability to restrain it!    

    

But Yang Pann didn't show any signs of panic, he was incomparably calm and collected, and only until the countless rain of flowers exploded in front of him, did he slowly raise his right hand, waved it, and spat out three words:    

    

"Immobilize!" Star! "Chen!"    

    

Immediately, everything within a hundred meters around Yang Pann seemed to have been immobilized, as though a deity's movement technique had been used.    

    

Yes, every petal was floating in the air, motionless!    

    

Every wisp of white zhenqi was like water that froze abruptly, maintaining a state of gushing outwards. It was like an abstract, modern art piece carved out of jade, but unable to move even the slightest bit!    

    

Storing the Stars!    

    

This was a battle skill that had been opened by a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Cultivating Stage. Once it was used, formidable true essence filled the entire space and locked down all targets! When Yang Pann cultivated to the peak, he could even imprison an entire planet! And now, even though it was only at the initial stage, it was enough to shock everyone!    

    

"How is this possible?!"    

    

Hua Yinglou's face was lifeless at first, then turned into shock, and finally, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he screamed out!    

    

Shocked, he took another step back.    

    

His legs were shaking!    

    

He retreated faster and faster. After a series of steps, he retreated a dozen steps. If he kept retreating, he would have fallen off the stage.    

    

"What!"    

    

"How did Yang Pann do it? It actually stopped Hua Yinglou's attack from the Ten Thousand Flowers Rain! "    

    

"What kind of cultivation technique is this?" Perhaps even a Heaven Ranked Martial Technique wouldn't be able to do it! Could it be a Divine level technique? "    

    

The hearts of everyone present surged with great shock, and their expressions changed as they let out cries of alarm one after another.    

    

"This, this is a miracle!"    

    

Shen Qianru's beautiful face changed, her face was filled with disbelief, her jade-like hands covering her full chest, as though she was worried that her heart was beating too fast, and was jumping out of her throat.    

    

"Hiss —!" This method is too heaven-defying! "    

    

Wei Qingcang sucked in a breath of cold air. He was sensitive enough to realize that Yang Pann was strong, but he never thought that Yang Pann was strong to such an extent.    

    

Chu Feng and Zhang Kuang were both proud and arrogant people, but when they saw Yang Pann's methods, they were also incomparably shocked.    

    

The moment the experts made a move, they knew if they were there or not. They admitted that with their Qi cultivation, they were very likely not Yang Pann's match.    

    

"Hmm? This kid really has some strength! "    

    

Ling Fei's face also instantly became gloomy, he stared straight at the stage, trying to see Yang Pann's movements clearly.    

    

"I never thought that his aura would be so vigorous to such an extent! Even a zhen qi attack can be restrained! "    

    

Even someone as strong as Zhang Qiufeng had a grave expression on his face, and he no longer dared to look down on Yang Pann in the slightest.    

    

"This brat actually …"    

    

Elder Mo, who was originally confident in his disciple, was startled. After a moment of shock, he immediately shouted: "Lou, you admit defeat!"    

    

Yes! Relying solely on this heaven defying ability of Yang Pann's "Star Fixation", he was already certain that his disciple would lose without a doubt!    

    

However, he was still a bit too slow.    

    

The Hua Yinglou on the stage hadn't even had the time to shout out that he had conceded before Yang Pann lightly swiped his hands across his chest, and made a "Void Embracing" move.    

    

Instantly, all the flower petals made of Zhen Qi were all absorbed into Yang Pann's hands!    

    

Yang Pann's hands circled back and forth, creating a strange rhythm and beauty. He also kept compressing the petals of the Innate Qi.    

    

The space that held the void became smaller and smaller, and the myriad of true qi flowers instantly shattered. That area of space became chaotic, rolling about restlessly, suppressed to a critical point of explosion.    

    

Then, Yang Pann unceremoniously pushed his hands out and the ball of Innate Qi shot into Hua Yinglou's body, exploding loudly!    

    

BOOM! An earth-shattering sound rang out! The air distorted and the air rippled above the enormous arena.    

    

Amidst the violent blast, Hua Yinglou was blown more than ten meters away and fell off the stage. He was already covered in blood and could not get up at all.    

    

All of this happened very quickly, and in the eyes of everyone present, it was merely a sudden stop of ten thousand flowers, and then it loudly exploded. Following that, Hua Yinglou was sent flying!    

    

The entire venue was deathly silent!    

    

A terrifying silence!    

    

Everyone opened their mouths wide, looking in disbelief at the tall figure standing proudly on the stage.    

    

What kind of cultivation technique did this fellow cultivate? And what kind of cultivation level was that? He could actually defeat Hua Yinglou in one move!    

    

At that moment, Yang Pann became mysterious in everyone's eyes, unfathomable.    

    

Jiang Yuwei's beautiful eyes widened, this guy's strength was truly stronger than four months ago.    

    

Hua Yinglou had already broken through the Peak of Late Profound Rank and used the strongest move of the Myriad Flower Profound Technique, but he was still easily defeated by Yang Pann.    

    

"I'm afraid this time... He's really crippled! "    

    

At this moment, Elder Mo had a dejected look on his face as a sense of despair faintly surfaced in his heart.    

    

Hua Yinglou lost again.    

    

A physical blow could still be healed.    

    

But what was more difficult to cure was the loss of confidence!    

    

Hua Yinglou was a genius, proud and arrogant, how to accept two consecutive failures, he would probably not be able to recover from it.    

    

"Ling Fei, did you see through it? This kid really has some strength! "    

    

A smile still hung on Zhang Qiufeng's lips, but his expression was gloomy as he whispered to Ling Fei who was beside him: "So, no matter which one of us meets him first, don't show any mercy and directly kill him!"    

    

"I understand! Just because he insulted my Mount Shu Sect, I will not be merciful! " Ling Fei's eyes flickered with a sharp and cold light, killing intent was apparent.    

    

"Second round, Yang Pann against Hua Yinglou! Yang Pann wins! Successfully advanced to the next round! " Zhao Ruijie announced calmly.    

    

When Yang Pann got off the stage, Ling Fei laughed coldly and said, "Yang Pann, what are you so proud of? You only won while Hua Yinglou's body was still weak and recovered. What skill do you have! "    

    

"That's right!" In terms of true strength, Yang Pann is inferior to Hua Yinglou at all! " Elder Mo said with a look of indignation.    

    

"Heh heh, do you think that Hua Yinglou is my match at peak strength? Wrong, it's a strength you don't know about yet! "    

    

Yang Pann gently shook his head and didn't refute further. He lazily walked back to his seat.    

    

The second battle, was between Zhang Qiufeng and Zhang Kuang.    

    

After the two of them came onto the stage, Zhang Kuang drew out his greatsword and his fighting spirit surged. He said coldly, "Instructor Zhang, I know you are strong, but I still want to challenge you! You will definitely not be courteous! "    

    

Zhang Kuang was a Giant Sword Sect disciple and was also a Sword Cultivator like Zhang Qiufeng. However, his Giant Sword Sect was far less famous, so Zhang Kuang had always disliked seeing Zhang Qiufeng. In the martial arts world, the opinions of families were always serious.    

    

"Un, Zhang Kuang, it's not bad that you have this kind of Battle Consciousness. But you must understand that strength is strength, and you are still far from it! "    

    

Zhang Qiufeng had a Mount Shu as a background, seeing through the sword, but he did not use a sword, but gently waved a folding fan.    

    

Hearing that, he revealed a faint smile, as he did not place Zhang Kuang in his eyes at all. "You are ranked second in the Elite Ranking, but you are still far from becoming a true expert!"    

    

"Is that so? Then let's give it a try, respected Instructor Zhang! "    

    

With an explosive shout, Zhang Kuang's body, like a flood dragon, shot out. Then, he continued his descent, slashing down with his sword!    

    

As the sword slashed down, the entire arena was filled with gusts of wind and thunder. The void shattered, and everything became distorted and blurry.    

    

"You can't!"    

    

Zhang Qiufeng laughed indifferently, his right hand formed a fan and with a clang, he blocked the tip of the sword!    

    

The greatsword could not budge it in the slightest!    

    

"Go down!"    

    

Zhang Qiufeng let out a light laugh, and waved his fan. Immediately, a huge force of a thousand kilograms surged towards Zhang Kuang!    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Zhang Kuang flew out of the arena with the huge sword in his hand. His feet barely regained their balance, and he spat out a mouthful of blood while using his sword to land on the ground.    

    

Zhang Kuang's face became pale, he did not expect himself to not even be able to withstand one move from Zhang Qiufeng, he was truly humiliated.    

    

"Zhang Kuang, you've failed!"    

    

Zhao Ruijie glanced at Zhang Kuang, and said in a deep voice, "But you are only a team member, and Zhang Qiufeng is the assistant chief instructor. So, do not lose the courage to continue climbing to the peak!"    

    

"Thank you, Instructor Zhao!"    

    

Hearing Zhao Ruijie's encouragement, Zhang Kuang wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhao Ruijie gratefully. He swallowed a pill, walked to the stand, and sat down.    

    

Third round, Ling Fei against Wei Qingcang!    

    

Ling Fei used the Mount Shu Sword Technique and mercilessly attacked again. After five rounds, Wei Qingcang was also defeated!    

    

Ling Fei successfully levelled up!    

    

"Alright, in this round of the preliminaries, the ones to advance are Yang Pann, Zhang Qiufeng, Ling Fei, and Chu Feng who is in the air! Congratulations to everyone! "    

    

Zhao Ruijie swept his eyes across the entire audience, and then said indifferently: "Next up is the semifinals! There were a total of four people who didn't make a single turn! Everyone take fifteen minutes to rest first! "    

    

At this time, Yang Pann had already become the focus of the audience. Because next, he would fight with Ling Fei.    

    

One of the two was an instructor while the other was an assistant chief instructor. Both of them had Mount Shu backgrounds.    

    

In the history of China's Junior Group, there had never been a situation where a team member challenged an instructor, let alone win!    

    

If Yang Pann won the following match, it would be equivalent to creating history.    

    

Sensing the hints from Zhao Ruijie's eyes, Yang Pann walked over to the side of the main platform and said: "Yang Pann, you really are something. Defeating Hua Yinglou in one move, even I don't have that kind of confidence!"    

    

"Hehe, it's not that I'm too strong, it's that he's too weak!" Yang Pann continued to speak with his venomous tongue, causing Elder Mo's face to turn green, his expression ugly.    

    

"In the following matches, do not show any mercy!" No matter if it's Ling Fei or Zhang Qiufeng, they are both top class experts, and they even have the intent to kill you! Do you understand? " Zhao Ruijie said with a serious face.    

    

"Don't worry!" The two of them are simply not enough! " Yang Pann shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, his expression extremely relaxed.