Chapter Eighteen: High Morale

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  Xu Ziyuan restrained his momentum in one direction, directly pressing down on Xu Hualing, and did not spread his aura outwards, so only Xu Hualing felt the heavy pressure of his aura, while others did not sense the post-heavenly twelfth layer's fighting intent.

  "This... this... isn't the aura of the Seventh Layer of the Post-Heaven Realm!"

  Xu Hualing was shocked in her heart, and Xu Ziyuan's battle intent pressed down on her momentum, causing it to drop by two more levels. Her cultivation could only muster six layers, making her no match for Xu Ziyuan at all.

  Xu Ziyuan took advantage of Xu Hualing's weakened aura, and with a stomp of her feet, her figure shot out like an arrow. The water patterns on her fists rippled, generating a whistling wind sound, as she struck a punch towards Xu Hualing.

  Although Xu Hualing's will to fight had weakened, her pride wouldn't let her back down. A post-heaven ninth-layer cultivator retreating or dodging in front of a post-heaven seventh-layer cultivator would be a humiliation she couldn't live with in this world.

  Yin Ya took a bite, Xu Hualing swung up a fist and met Xu Ziyuan's punch.

  "Boom!"

  With a simultaneous exchange of blows, both figures retreated at the same time. However, Xu Ziyuan retreated five steps back, while Xu Hualing only took one step back.

  Xu Hualing saw Xu Ziyuan retreat four steps more than herself, and her heart was filled with joy for a moment. But then she saw Xu Ziyuan's right foot kick the ground, and her body shape was like a galloping horse as she rushed over, simultaneously punching out a blast of energy. Xu Hualing's eyes widened in surprise, thinking to herself:

  Are you afraid I won't make it?

  At the same time, he swung his fist towards Xu Ziyuan's incoming punch.

  "Boom!"

  Another sound, and the two people retreated again. Xu Ziyuan still retreated five steps, while Xu Hualing only retreated one step.

  At this time, the teachers on the attic also ran down. They just wanted to stop Xu Ziyuan and Xu Hualing, but what they saw was that Xu Ziyuan took the initiative to rush towards Xu Hualing again and punched out heavily. Several teachers were shocked in their hearts, could it be that this little girl dared to attack again?

  But the scene in front of them almost made their eyeballs drop to the ground, as Xu Ziyuan not only took the initiative to attack, but also continuously attacked, as if there was an endless supply of true energy within her.

  "Bang! Bang~!"

  Continuous punches, continuous retreats. Xu Hualing's internal energy was rapidly consumed, and this hard-hitting, no-tricks battle method made Xu Hualing's internal energy consumption even more severe.

  Xu Hualing's true energy was naturally incomparable to Xu Ziyuan, and after a dozen or so swift exchanges, the difference between them became apparent.

  Xu Hualing took a step back, Xu Ziyuan took five steps back.

  After a flurry of twenty or so moves, Xu Hualing retreated one step back, while Xu Ziyuan retreated four steps.

  After another ten or so moves, Xu Hualing retreated one step, while Xu Ziyuan retreated three steps.

  After another dozen moves, Xu Hualing retreated one step and Xu Ziyuan retreated two steps.

  After another dozen moves, Xu Hualing took a step back, and Xu Ziyuan also took a step back.

  Right after, Xu Ziyuan, under the shocked gaze of the teachers and senior disciples, amidst the cheers of the new junior disciples, fought more bravely, one punch following another. His right fist was still extended, his left fist already striking out. Alternating punches shot out, each faster than the last, like waves, one wave higher than the next, piling up like a tidal wave, gradually accumulating power in one spot, and with a loud crash, struck Xu Hualing.

  At this time, Xu Hualing's true energy had been consumed by about 70-80%, how could he withstand Xu Ziyuan's condensed blow of ten thousand jin.

  "Hmph!"

  A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he stumbled backward, finally unable to hold on. With a "pu" sound, another mouthful of blood was spat out, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

  The entire square outside the main hall was silent, even the birds and insects stopped chirping, as if intimidated by Xu Ziyuan's aura. The older disciples were stunned, completely speechless, and even the teachers stared at Xu Ziyuan with wide eyes in shock. Only the new disciples, after a brief moment of silence, suddenly jumped up from the ground like a volcanic eruption, each one wailing loudly:

  "Jesus"

  "We won! We won!"

  "Zi Yan Jie Jie won!!"

  "Zi Yan Lao Da won!"

  Xu Ziyuan did not cheer, she just wanted to avoid trouble and let the older disciples know her strength. She only wanted a quiet environment to cultivate, so she didn't cheer or further provoke those older disciples. She didn't want to stir up public anger, if that happened, even if she had an iron body, how many nails could she crush?

  So, Xu Ziyuan simply cast a cold glance in the direction of her younger brother, and slowly walked forward with light steps.

  Step by step, he walked towards the old disciples, with more than 30 new disciples excitedly following closely behind. Soon, Xu Ziyuan arrived in front of the old disciples. This time, none of the old disciples came out again, not even those who had reached the ninth layer of the later heavens.

  Who's stupid will come out!

  Obviously, Xu Ziyuan has consecutively defeated several older disciples. There are those who have reached the eighth and ninth levels of the Acquired Realm, yet Xu Ziyuan doesn't seem to have consumed much internal energy. Although they don't believe it, no one is willing to be the first to take action. Moreover, their teacher is standing right in front of them. Even though the teachers haven't interfered with what they've been doing, that doesn't mean they can do such things in front of their teacher. Doing it behind their teacher's back is one thing, but doing it in front of them is a sign of disrespect. If they were to provoke their teacher into anger, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

  So, when Xu Ziyuan walked into the old disciples' quarters, those old disciples, although unwilling in their hearts, could only step aside and clear a path for her. Xu Ziyuan calmly made her way through the middle of the old disciples, walking quietly and steadily, as if strolling through a garden. The new disciples followed closely behind her, while the old disciples, not daring to provoke Xu Ziyuan, instead cast fierce glances at the new disciples following behind her.

  Those new disciples felt a huge pressure in their hearts, lowering their heads and closely following behind Xu Ziyuan.

  When they finally walked out of Lao Dizi's encirclement, the new disciples let out a uniform breath, and the air was filled with a uniform sound:

  "Wow..."

  The young disciple gave a fierce glance at the back of Xu Ziyuan, then looked at the teacher and quickly dispersed to report back to their leader.

  Several teachers also exchanged a glance and turned in unison towards the attic.

  Seeing the teachers and older disciples dispersing, he could no longer hold back his excitement, shouting loudly as he ran towards Xu Ziyuan, lifting him up with seven hands and eight feet, wailing while throwing him into the air. Xu Ziyuan knew their excitement and didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, so he let them continue tossing him into the air without stopping. After a while, a group of new disciples lifted Xu Ziyuan, cheering as they ran excitedly towards the direction where the new disciples lived.

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