Cultivation: I Have a Skill Level Panel

Gu Yun trod upon the void as an aura as deep as the abyss erupted from his body. He immediately slashed toward Situ Yuan, his saber moving as fast as a clap of thunder.

"How interesting!"

"Gu Yun, of this new batch of Inner Sect Disciples, I’m willing to call you the strongest!" Before the words even left his mouth,

Situ Yuan’s majestic, ocean-like True Martial Fourth Layer Early Stage Cultivation completely burst forth. The tyrannical Cultivation slammed into the surroundings like a world-ending flood.

He then moved like a flash of lightning, his form like a roaming dragon as he shot toward Gu Yun.

"CLANG!"

The two tyrannical blades—saber and sword—collided in an instant above the arena, unleashing a sharp, ear-piercing roar!

And then, the two figures vanished in an instant, flickering in and out of existence above the arena. Beams of sword light and saber light repeatedly tore through the void, and the impact of their True Yuan made the very void tremble.

The two were locked in a fierce struggle, and their incomparably tyrannical battle soon attracted the attention of Inner Sect Disciples passing by the area.

Several streaks of light shot across the sky. The newcomers stared at the intense collision unfolding above the massive arena.

"Who is that guy? How can he contend with Situ Yuan?" a True Martial Second Layer Cultivator who seemed to know Situ Yuan asked in disbelief.

The man beside him shook his head softly. "I don’t know. He’s probably some senior brother who’s just emerged from a long seclusion."

They never would have guessed that this was merely an Inner Sect Disciple who had joined only two years ago.

To them, this was simply inconceivable. Ever since they entered the Inner Sect, even with its abundant resources,

it had taken them several years just to reach the True Martial Realm. They had later discovered that every single advancement within the True Martial Realm was dozens of times more difficult than in the Spiritual Martial Realm.

It not only required a massive amount of Cultivation resources but also forced one to face bottlenecks during breakthroughs. Once you got stuck, you could remain there for months, years, or even decades, unable to advance.

Therefore, in their eyes, making steady, unimpeded progress was simply impossible.

Of course, Gu Yun and Situ Yuan were unaware of the crowd’s thoughts, and even if they had known, they wouldn’t have cared.

"WHOOSH!" After a fierce collision, the two shot backward at extreme speed.

"Exhilarating! Truly exhilarating!"

Situ Yuan laughed heartily as the Flame True Essence within him suddenly began to boil.

Like roiling magma from a volcano, the rising, scorching heat swept outwards, turning the surrounding void into a searing furnace.

Then, Situ Yuan strode across the void, his body becoming a series of afterimages that seemed to tear through space. Raging flames enveloped him as he wielded a longsword wreathed in fire.

His entire fiery aura seemed capable of incinerating the heavens, and within a hundred-zhang radius, the temperature of the void soared under the press of his scorching presence!

Gu Yun was starting to get serious now. ’Situ Yuan is so much stronger than Situ Qingtian.’

"You are very strong!" Gu Yun said, his expression grave.

Immediately, streaks of lightning flashed all over his body, like wildly dancing thunderous Flood Dragons.

In a flash, he gathered a sky full of thunder around himself. His hair stood on end, and he looked like a Thunder God descending upon the mortal world!

"Celestial Thunder Hand!"

In an instant, a Thunderous Hand nearly a hundred zhang wide condensed in the void. The impossibly fierce lightning tore through space, descending upon Situ Yuan like a divine Thunder Punishment!

The raging flames that erupted from Situ Yuan seemed to incinerate the very void, an absolutely terrifying sight!

"Celestial Spirit Extreme Flame Sword!"

With a single slash of his sword, a massive beam of flaming Sword Qi incinerated the space around it. Like a falling star, it radiated endless fiery light.

It carried with it boundless Flame Power as it slashed toward the Celestial Thunder Hand!

"BOOM!"

The colossal flaming Sword Qi collided with the fierce, thunderous hand. Light from the fire and lightning intertwined, creating a violent True Yuan storm.

The tyrannical power that erupted was enough to topple mountains and overturn seas, sending a visible shockwave sweeping out in all directions.

A defensive barrier of light automatically rose around the thousand-zhang-wide arena, but the floor within a hundred-zhang radius of the impact still shattered inch by inch.

"HISS! Just what kind of monsters are these two?"

"They’re so powerful! I’m afraid their Cultivation has to be at the True Martial Fourth Layer or even higher!"

As the battle intensified, more and more Cultivators gathered to watch.

"The one in the black robe with the longsword, whose Fiery Flaming True Essence looks like it could incinerate the heavens—that’s Situ Yuan!"

"Situ Yuan! He’s a senior brother from our Flame Fire Dao Peak."

"But I wonder which senior brother from the Celestial Thunder Dao Peak has such an incomparably tyrannical mastery of Thunder Techniques?"

a True Martial First Layer Late Stage Cultivator, who had been in the Inner Sect for five years, exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, Gu Yun and Situ Yuan were flickering nonstop above the arena, the "CLANG" of their blades ringing out.

From a distance, one could only see two blurs, moving faster than lightning and beyond the limits of the naked eye, clashing in the skies above the arena.

The terrifying Momentum of their battle was like a giant boulder dropped into a calm lake, sending shockwaves out in every direction.

Gu Yun’s expression darkened. He had met a truly powerful opponent.

Still, this also gave him a chance for a truly satisfying, unrestrained fight.

A dazzling light burst from his eyes. Gu Yun activated Three Thousand Thunder Flashes, his body blurring into an afterimage. Moving as fast as lightning, his figure seemed to tear through space itself as he instantly appeared behind Situ Yuan.

With the speed of a thunderbolt, he slashed out, his saber descending with the force of a sudden storm.

But Situ Yuan’s reaction was incredibly fast. A backhanded swing of his longsword was all it took to block Gu Yun’s full-power strike.

"CLANG!" The sound of the locked blades was like the clash of armored cavalry, and the terrifying True Yuan shook the void.

Gu Yun’s gaze was sharp, a flicker of lightning flashing in his eyes. He pressed his Thunder Listening Saber against Situ Yuan’s longsword, locking them in place.

He then threw a punch. Thunder cracked as it whistled through the air, carrying the crushing weight of a mountain.

Backed by the might of ten thousand thunderbolts, the fist shot toward Situ Yuan with incomparable tyranny.

A flash of fire in Situ Yuan’s eyes seemed to scorch the very void. In a move of mutual accord, he also threw a punch, gathering immense power.

It was like a volcanic eruption, wreathed in world-ending flames, as it shot toward Gu Yun.

"BOOM!"

The two impossibly powerful fists collided. Light from thunder and fire intertwined—one side crackling with lightning, the other blazing with Heaven-Burning flames.

The two combatants’ tyrannical True Yuan clashed, instantly erupting with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas. A terrifying storm rapidly spread across the sky.

A series of violent explosions rang out with a thunderous roar, and the terrifying force made space itself ripple and distort.

The tyrannical power swept out like a storm, washing over the entire arena.

Many of the True Martial First and Second Layer Cultivators were shaken. ’If I were up there facing either of them,’ they thought, ’I’d be obliterated in a single move, smashed to pieces and turned to ash.’

The other disciples, especially the older ones who hadn’t even reached the True Martial Realm and the newer ones, all stood with their mouths agape, completely dumbfounded, their hearts filled with a chilling awe.

Gu Yun had borne the brunt of that tyrannical shockwave up close. His white robes were in tatters, and blood continuously seeped from the numerous wounds covering his body.

He had only survived thanks to his cultivation of the Thunder Gang Body and its resulting tyrannical Physique.

Situ Yuan was in no better shape. His black Profound Robe was shredded, and blood gushed from several large wounds. A trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.

The two instantly shot high into the sky, putting distance between them. They faced each other from afar, their clothes and long hair fluttering despite the lack of wind.

Despite the bloody state of his tattered black robe, Situ Yuan laughed heartily. "Fellow cultivator, you are truly tyrannical to the extreme! I, Situ Yuan, acknowledge your strength!"

He then suddenly formed a hand seal and took a step forward into the void. Raging flames surged from his body like a volcanic eruption.

A sea of fire instantly filled the hundred-zhang radius of void around him, its scorching heat incinerating the very air.

The world-covering flames then condensed into several galloping fire dragons that lunged toward Gu Yun, ready to devour him!

"Raging Flames, Incinerate the Heavens!"