I Can Strengthen Everything

In a situation like this, he naturally couldn’t make a move.

Not even on Celestial Star Island.

But there was always tomorrow; he had plenty of time.

Once his strength was sufficient, he could even march into the Supreme Profound Upper Sect to capture someone.

In cultivation, the most important thing was to have a clear and unburdened mind.

When one’s strength was insufficient, they could only endure.

When one’s strength was sufficient, forget a True Disciple of the Supreme Profound Upper Sect—even if he offended the Emperor, he would still deal with them.

As if sensing something, Xu Ye, on the arena stage, looked toward the VIP seats. By sheer coincidence, his gaze met Fang Xing’s.

Their eyes met, and Xu Ye’s pupils contracted.

"Fang Xing!"

Seeing the figure in the VIP seats, Xu Ye’s heart sank, and his expression changed.

He was, of course, aware of the news about Fang Xing.

In just over a year, he had grown to an astonishing degree.

With their current strengths, the advantage had completely shifted!

The roles of offense and defense were reversed!

Looking at Fang Xing in the seats, Xu Ye averted his gaze, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, but he still couldn’t completely calm himself.

He had thought he could quickly avenge his previous defeat, but the reality was that the gap between them had only grown wider.

’Is this kid scared?’

Fang Xing keenly caught the subtle change in Xu Ye’s expression and a smile appeared on his face.

’Scared? Does that settle it?’

’He was no saint!’

’He would settle this score sooner or later!’

"What are you smiling about?"

Beside him, Hong Miaojin glanced at him, looking at him with some surprise.

"..."

"It’s nothing. This subordinate was just thinking of something pleasant," Fang Xing said with a cough.

Hong Miaojin swept her gaze over him, then looked at the figure of the True Disciple on the stage, and seemed to understand something.

"What, you want revenge?" Hong Miaojin suddenly sent via voice transmission.

Fang Xing watched the stage, his expression unchanging. "Rest assured, my lady, I have no such thoughts for the time being."

"It’s not impossible to have such thoughts. If you want to do it, just do it," Hong Miaojin said coolly.

Hearing this, Fang Xing looked at Hong Miaojin in astonishment.

"If you want to do it, I can back you up!" Hong Miaojin’s face was calm.

Fang Xing fell silent, a warmth spreading in his heart. He looked at Hong Miaojin. "Thank you for your kind offer, my lady. However, this subordinate will handle such a trivial matter myself in the future."

Hong Miaojin glanced at him but said no more, turning her gaze back to the stage.

Fang Xing didn’t continue the topic either and also looked toward the stage.

CLANG—!

The Divine Bell rang. Ten True Disciples from the Ten Great Upper Sects entered the stage, and the battle began in an instant.

Body Techniques, Martial Arts, and various Secret Techniques erupted, creating a dazzling display.

Fang Xing watched quietly, his Golden Eyes of Truth scanning the scene, discerning the details of these True Disciples’ Martial Arts.

He had cultivated many Martial Arts.

However, the Martial Arts these True Disciples cultivated were also top-tier.

For those who could become True Disciples, cultivating a Celestial Extreme Divine Skill was not a rare occurrence.

He had experienced many life-or-death battles, but he hadn’t crossed paths with many of these Upper Sect True Disciples.

Strictly speaking, there were only two: Xu Ye and Jiang Chuan.

The Martial Arts of these Upper Sect True Disciples were not to be underestimated.

With his Golden Eyes of Truth, Fang Xing could peer into the secrets of their Martial Arts.

The Golden Eyes of Truth weren’t merely for seeing through illusions.

Capturing details was also one of its abilities.

The first battle proceeded quickly.

Five were defeated, and five emerged victorious!

And among the defeated was Xu Ye. His opponent was a True Disciple from the Spirit Treasure Upper Sect, at the True Gang Second-Layer Extreme.

Their cultivation levels were comparable!

However, in the end, he was outmatched by a single move and was defeated.

Each of the Ten Great Upper Sects’ Martial Dao Upper Sects would send dozens of True Disciples, including their First True Disciple.

In other words, excluding the ten First True Disciples who would fight on the second day, one had to go through at least several dozen battles.

Generally, there wouldn’t be too great a disparity; the cultivation levels were all within the same tier.

It was impossible for a combatant from the True Essence Realm to face one from the True Gang Realm.

Soldiers fight soldiers, and kings fight kings!

Within a single tier of cultivation, the maximum gap would not exceed one layer.

For example, True Gang Third Layer versus True Gang First Layer—that was basically the limit.

A gap of more than one layer was basically a crushing defeat.

Watching Xu Ye leave the stage in dejection, Fang Xing felt no emotional stirrings.

Xu Ye’s success or failure would not change the possibility of him escaping a future reckoning.

’Even if he lost, I’ll still beat him up!’

To settle the score completely, he still needed to improve his own strength.

Although he had Hong Miaojin to back him up, he trusted his own strength more.

Having a backer was one thing; how to use that support was another matter entirely.

To be strong in oneself is to be truly strong.

CLANG—!

The bell rang again, and the second match quickly began.

Each battle could not exceed the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Basically, one had to go all out from the moment they stepped on stage.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn was the limit.

But most arena matches were decided in a single moment.

At the Martial Dao Grand Gathering, one could not use Magical Treasures or external items.

The only thing one could rely on was their own strength and Martial Arts.

Watching the next group of combatants take the stage, Fang Xing continued to observe with great interest.

From the struggles between these True Disciples, he could also absorb some experience to strengthen himself.

With the analysis from his Golden Eyes of Truth, he could further enrich his own abilities.

Martial Arts and Divine Secret Techniques were very important!

But at the same time, an outstanding Martial Artist must also possess a wealth of combat experience.

None of these Upper Sect Disciples were just for show.

Not only were their own Martial Arts powerful, but their combat experience was also extremely rich.

They had all relied on their own strength to climb to the position of True Disciple, step by step.

This point was true for both the imperial court and the sects!

’If I underestimate them, the next person to capsize in a gutter might be me.’

——

Time passed bit by bit, and the level of the battles grew stronger and stronger.

More than half had passed, and those taking the stage now had reached the True Essence Realm of cultivation.

"Hm?"

’That’s... Fa Hai!’

As the next combatants took the stage, Fang Xing’s gaze instantly locked onto one person.

Clad in a moon-white monk’s robe, it was the very same Buddhist Sect Upper Sect disciple he had seen before, Fa Hai!