Chapter 52

Qi Tianhe was utterly shocked. He quickly threw his own punch, unleashing his perfected Frostwind Fist, also infused with three-tenths fist intent.

But then he realized something terrifying.

Gu Yang’s fist intent was denser and heavier than his own!

How was that possible?!

Qi Tianhe was completely stunned.

He had known Gu Yang had grasped fist intent, but according to rumors, it was only two-tenths.

Had he improved again before the disciple tournament?

That was… monstrous!

Still, he refused to believe he would lose this exchange.

He clenched his teeth and swung his fist with full force.

The two fists collided in mid-air once again.

A familiar scene unfolded…but this time, it was different.

The moment the fists clashed, a terrifying shockwave blasted one of the figures away.

And that figure…was Qi Tianhe!

Boom!

Qi Tianhe crashed to the ground. Stones flew, dust billowed.

At that moment…

The entire arena fell silent.

Gulp.

Someone in the crowd swallowed audibly, the sound echoing across the square.

Then the silence shattered.

Gasps and sharp intakes of breath rippled through the crowd.

Clearly, no one had expected this outcome.

Everyone thought Gu Yang would be the one sent flying.

But instead…it was Qi Tianhe, the top disciple of Frostwind Sect!

On the viewing platform, the Frostwind Sect’s Grand Elder stood up in shock, staring at the arena in disbelief.

At that lone figure…slender, yet towering like a mountain.

“Three-tenths… fist intent,” he murmured, then sighed and shook his head.

“What a freakish level of comprehension.”

The Grand Elder of North Snow Sect was equally amazed.

His gaze toward Gu Yang brimmed with envy.

Damn it.

Why didn’t North Snow Sect have a genius like this?

He also held a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

If Gu Yang could send Frostwind Sect’s top disciple flying with one punch…

Maybe he could make it onto the Genius Ranking!

After all, Gu Yang was only seventeen!

His future was limitless!

“Hahaha! Excellent! Truly excellent!”

The Grand Elder of Flowing Cloud Sect, who hadn’t expected much before, now couldn’t contain his joy. He stood up, laughing loudly and proudly.

His tone was so boastful, it was as if he wanted all the other elders to hear it.

And they did.

They rolled their eyes but said nothing.

As for the Grand Elder of White Sun Sect, his expression turned extremely grim.

The killing intent in his eyes was so intense it almost took physical form.

In the arena below, Qi Tianhe lay stunned.

He… had lost.

While he was still dazed, Gu Yang walked over slowly and cupped his fists politely.

“Thanks for the match.”

Hearing Gu Yang’s voice, Qi Tianhe recalled the terrifying aura Gu Yang had unleashed during their clash…

Same three-tenths fist intent.

But the difference in execution was worlds apart.

Gu Yang wielded it with ease and grace, while he had stumbled like a toddler learning to walk.

They weren’t even on the same level.

He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

He returned the gesture.

“Respect.”

Seeing this, the judge elder finally exhaled and announced the result.

“Gu Yang of Flowing Cloud Sect…victory!”

As his voice echoed across the arena, the silence broke into a roar.

“He’s terrifying!”

“I thought Gu Yang had reached his limit, but he actually mastered three-tenths fist intent!”

“Yeah, just over a month ago he only had two-tenths. Now it’s three!”

“The gap between people is just too wide!”

“He’s not a dark horse…he’s a rising dragon!”

“Maybe Gu Yang can break our Haonan Province’s curse and become the first in years to enter the Genius Ranking!”

“I can’t wait to see it.”

The disciples buzzed with excitement, all eyes fixed on Gu Yang.

Liu Tianxiang watched Gu Yang with deep emotion.

He hadn’t expected that his junior brother…who had only become a true disciple a month ago…would already possess the strength to suppress the top disciple.

It left him with a complicated mix of feelings.

On the other side, Yunhai’s killing intent grew even stronger.

“What a pity I didn’t face that brat this round,” he muttered coldly, clenching his fists.

Just then, the judge elder announced the next match.