Chapter 462 First Victory (1/2)

Giant rocks continued to roll down from a certain mountain, where a figure was embedded deep into the side of a cliff. As the rocks fell, the figure was slowly buried...

The entire place turned silent at this moment.

Gaze after gaze blankly stared at this scene, unable to return to their senses for quite some time. Who could have imagined… that even after such ample preparation, Wu Hai would still end up being sent flying by a single punch from Zhou Yuan...

He may have been able to say he was caught off guard previously, but there was no longer any excuse for what happened this time.

Wu Hai had clearly brought out his full defense, but it was still unable to block Zhou Yuan’s unmatched punch. The power of this punch was something that many eighth layer disciples would not dare to underestimate.

The silence lasted for a long time, before ultimately being broken by thunderous, earth-shaking cheers.

With the exception of Lu Hong’s disciples, the disciples from every other peak generously cheered their hearts out. Zhou Yuan’s victory was just too damned breathtakingly beautiful.

One must know that Zhou Yuan’s odds had been lowest before the start of the chief disciple selection, with practically no one supporting him. In fact, several people even felt that he would be the first to be eliminated.

However, the reality before their eyes caused everyone who had looked down on him to tightly shut their mouths at this moment.

Fear and respect rose in the hearts of the crowd as they gazed upon the youthful figure standing amidst the rubble that was once a stone platform,

While cheers filled the sky, Lu Hong’s faction was deathly silent. Ugly expressions could be seen on the faces of numerous disciples. It was obvious that none of them had expected the first eliminee to come from their faction.

At the very front, Lu Hong’s face was akin to ominous black clouds. His eyebrows trembled, a sign that he was filled with rage inside.

“Useless trash!”

In the end, Lu Hong could only curse through gnashed teeth, pouring all of his anger onto Wu Hai.

This idiot had basically made him lose all face.

Lu Hong icily looked towards Shen Taiyuan, finding that the latter was beaming brightly, unable to contain his joy.

Upon detecting Lu Hong’s gaze, Shen Taiyuan turned his head and responded with a carefree grin.

Lu Hong let out an icy snort, before taking in a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart. Although Wu Hai’s defeat had been unexpected, the overall advantage was still with their side.

Without mentioning Yuan Hong’s side for the time being, the other four disciples alone were pretty much overwhelming the two participants from Lu Song’s faction, and victory was only a matter of time. Once they were free to deal with Zhou Yuan, it will be a tall task for him to escape the fate of being eliminated regardless of how he struggled.

Lu Hong cast a dark gaze at Zhou Yuan’s figure, brimming with stern iciness.

“I’ll let you celebrate for the moment…”

“You’ll understand sooner or later that against my faction, you are merely akin to a mantis trying to stop a cart.”

“When the comes, you will naturally realize the meaning of despair!”

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High up in the sky, the scene of Zhou Yuan blasting away Wu Hai naturally landed in the eyes of the ten Chosens, immediately causing gasps of surprise to be heard.

“He… seems to have grown stronger again.” Li Qingchan stared at Zhou Yuan in astonishment. As her gaze swept across Zhou Yuan’s glowing body, she muttered, “An external cultivation technique?”

Nearby, the Hongya Peak’s Shang Chunqiu was also staring intently at Zhou Yuan in amazement. As the Chosen of the Hongya Peak, he was naturally also a practitioner of the true Mythic Saint Body.