Qilin Mountain Sect, Martial Arts Square.

On the vast Martial Arts Square, the sounds of fighting could still be heard from the surrounding platforms.

But the platform where Qin Tian was, was completely silent at this moment.

Even the nearby audience seats were silent!

Unexpected!

Too unexpected!

No one expected that Qin Tian, a slave disciple of the Left Pulse, could actually defeat Qian Peng!

Even more unexpected was that Qin Tian defeated Qian Peng with just one punch!

Incredibly shocking!

At this moment, as Qin Tian quietly walked down from the platform, Ning Qingyun and Xie Yunzhen were both shocked.

The two exchanged glances, in complete silence.

Meanwhile, Qiao Zheng let out a sigh of relief, with a slight, faint smile on his lips.

It was said that this was the first time Qiao Zheng had smiled in over three years, though it was a half-smile, only half-revealed.

This was like a fleeting moment, even the distant Qiao Wenxuan expressed surprise upon seeing Qiao Zheng's faint smile.

She saw Qiao Zheng fixated on Qin Tian, eyes sparkling, and she smiled lightly, saying to the nearby Liang Xiaoyu, "My father smiled! He actually smiled!"

Liang Xiaoyu was also surprised, "My heavens, did the sun rise from the west? Although it's just a faint smile, it seems Master has taken the first step towards being normal."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Wenxuan was dumbfounded and said, "Xiaoyu, stop talking nonsense, it's because Qin Tian beat Qian Peng, my father is happy!"

This was indeed the case.

A happy Qiao Zheng whispered, "I told you, Qin Tian couldn't possibly lose to Qian Peng within ten moves."

Clap, clap, clap!

In an invisible way, the sound of face-slapping echoed, and Ning Qingyun and Xie Yunzhen felt a sting on their cheeks, rather awkward!

"This kid, turns out to be at the Qi Refining Peak, huh, I really underestimated him!"

Ning Qingyun grinned and said, "If Qian Peng hadn't underestimated him, Qin Tian, even if wanting to beat Qian Peng, would need at least over twenty moves!"

At this point, Qiao Zheng confidently replied, "But Qin Tian still won in the end."

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!

This face-slapping felt even more painful.

Ning Qingyun snorted coldly with anger, gritting his teeth, but didn't know how to refute.

Next to him, Xie Yunzhen sneered, "It's just one win, merely by luck. In the next round, Qin Tian will lose no matter what!"

"That may not be the case."

Qin Tian's victory made Qiao Zheng speak with more confidence.

Xie Yunzhen said, "Not the case? A fluke win cannot be repeated. Junior Brother Qiao, are you so easily pleased with this little achievement? Haha, take a look, after Qin Tian's victory, who is he facing next?"

Reminded by Xie Yunzhen, Qiao Zheng calculated, and immediately his heart skipped a beat—

According to the draw number, Qin Tian's next opponent is Liu Yu!

The most formidable and low-key expert of the Main Vein, Liu Yu! His strength rivals the Qilin Five Prodigies!

"Humph, a slave disciple, are you still hoping he can surprise you? Qiao Zheng, don't tell me you're expecting Qin Tian to win the championship for the Left Pulse? That's harder than dreaming."

Ning Qingyun timely remarked.

At this moment, the joy that Qiao Zheng felt dissipated as he thought about Qin Tian's next opponent being Liu Yu, and his mood became heavy.

He originally hoped that Qin Tian would at least make it past two rounds.

Qin Tian just cleared the first round, and unexpectedly encounters such a formidable opponent like Liu Yu in the second round, truly unfortunate!

Though Qin Tian and Qiao Wenxuan both represented the Left Pulse and advanced in the first round, undoubtedly, Qiao Zheng placed his hopes of Left Pulse gaining fame on Qin Tian.

But now, it seems... a bit hopeless.

After the upper bracket matches were completed, Qin Tian and his group took a break in the audience seats, while the lower bracket matches commenced simultaneously.

Among the experts in the lower bracket, Qin Tian naturally paid attention to Zhao Hanshuang and Chu Lingfeng.

Chu Lingfeng was indisputably the top young disciple of the Qilin Mountain Sect, impossible not to notice.

As for Zhao Hanshuang, with strength at the Primordial Pill Early Stage, one of the Qilin Five Prodigies, no disciple of the Qilin Mountain Sect dared to underestimate her either.

Of course, Qin Tian's main concern with Zhao Hanshuang was that he roughly knew Zhao Hanshuang's strength level, and by observing her matches, Qin Tian could roughly gauge the level of these Qilin Mountain Sect contestants.

"Wow!"

"Chu Lingfeng! Chu Lingfeng!"

"Senior Brother Chu! Go for it!"

"Senior Brother Chu, go for it!"

"So handsome!"

"Wow, I want to marry him!"

When Chu Lingfeng took the stage, a bunch of starstruck girls' voices could be heard from the audience, full of youthful infatuation, almost intimidating in intensity.

Qin Tian shook his head with a wry smile, these fangirls are truly too superficial!

Yet it's undeniable that the white-robed Chu Lingfeng, stepping onto the platform, exuded a graceful demeanor akin to a jade tree in the wind, coupled with his famed reputation, became an idol admired and adored by many women, which was understandable.

Originally Qin Tian also wanted to see Chu Lingfeng display some skills, but things didn't go as planned; much like Yu Wenfeng's first-round opponent, Chu Lingfeng's first-round opponent surrendered immediately at the start of the match.

On the contrary, Zhao Hanshuang took nearly five minutes to defeat a Qi Refining Peak Main Vein disciple to advance.

"Humph!"

As Zhao Hanshuang defeated the Qi Refining Peak disciple, she turned and snorted coldly in Qin Tian's direction, seemingly implying that Qin Tian should be grateful he wasn't in the lower bracket, otherwise, facing her, even at his Qi Refining Peak, would result in a humiliating defeat!

Seeing Zhao Hanshuang glance his way, Qin Tian only smiled faintly, turned his head, and ignored the haughty little princess.

"Round one is over, all advancing disciples take a 30-minute break, round two will start in 30 minutes!"

After the elder judge announced, the square became lively.

The advancing disciples were ecstatic, while the eliminated ones sighed, some even covered their faces in tears.

Of course, most were discussing Chu Lingfeng, Yu Wenfeng, and Qin Tian!

For a moment, Qin Tian's popularity was comparable to the absolute twin prodigies of the Qilin Mountain Sect, which many hadn't expected at all.

"Is Qin Tian really that powerful? One punch defeated Qian Peng, whose Main Vein strength isn't weak. Tsk, I watched Liu Huachen's match earlier and missed that spectacular moment, what a regret!"

"Haha, missing it is indeed a pity, I saw it clearly. It felt like Qian Peng was in a completely different league compared to Qin Tian, as Qin Tian stood still and punched Qian Peng away directly, such a gap is more than just a single-star difference."

"What do you mean? Qian Peng is a Qi Refining Peak expert too, and you're saying Qin Tian is leagues above him? Your words won't mean that slave disciple Qin Tian has reached the Primordial Pill stage, right?"

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