Chapter 39: Complete Victory, A Brilliant Performance!

Boom—

Bai Feiyu launched a murderous punch, unleashing the most formidable attack he could muster.

“Kid, with your level of cultivation, you could barely tickle me… huh?” Li Zikun sneered, barely bothering to dodge, convinced Bai Feiyu could not harm him.

But in the next instant, Li Zikun’s expression changed dramatically.

Bai Feiyu’s fist crashed into his chest, and his chest caved in visibly, his cultivation ebbing away all at once.

“This… this is impossible!” Hair disheveled, Li Zikun screamed in disbelief at the outcome.

Yet Bai Feiyu had seized the opportunity, determined not to squander his chance at a desperate reversal—how could he let this adversary escape?

“Die!” Bai Feiyu roared, unleashing his fiercest blow. Violent spiritual energy surged around him like a tempest; in that moment, Bai Feiyu seemed possessed by madness.

Boom—

In a flash, Li Zikun’s head exploded like a watermelon, dead beyond all hope.

Whew—

After slaying Li Zikun, Bai Feiyu exhaled heavily, standing motionless.

In truth, Bai Feiyu was already at the end of his strength. The gap between the Shackles Realm and the Vast Qi Realm was immense—even a half-step into the Shackles Realm was formidable.

It was not like the Vast Qi Realm, where Bai Feiyu could leap across boundaries to battle. But in the Shackles Realm, things changed.

Bai Feiyu also realized he had been overly confident earlier. He hadn’t expected Li Zikun to have a hidden ace, able to rapidly increase his cultivation for a short time.

Had Bai Feiyu not raised his own strength beforehand, he might not have survived.

But that was all speculation; now, he had won, standing alive on the stage.

The entire audience was stunned by Bai Feiyu’s actions.

Thunderous applause erupted throughout the arena, cheering Bai Feiyu on.

“I never thought Bai Feiyu truly had the strength to slay Li Zikun.”

“I was sure Bai Feiyu was doomed this time, but he managed an impossible comeback.”

“It seems that in the future, Bai Feiyu will surely become one of our sect’s top geniuses!”

The crowd hummed with excitement, and even the sect master’s face bloomed into a smile radiant as a chrysanthemum.

Of course, not everyone was pleased—those who lost their wagers, like Chen Xuan and others, were far from happy.

“I knew I wasn’t wrong about you!” In the crowd, Qian Shuang smiled gently, her heart filled with joy.

“Damn it, that guy survived after all. Was Li Zikun just a fool? Useless, even with his demonic arts!” Chen Xuan smashed his fist onto a chair. He knew that from this day forward, Bai Feiyu’s rise would be unstoppable.

He would no longer have the right to compete with Bai Feiyu.

At this moment, as the crowd buzzed, Bai Feiyu stood on the stage, unmoving, like a towering mountain.

In fact, Bai Feiyu was utterly spent after killing Li Zikun. All his spiritual energy had been exhausted, leaving him barely able to stand.

Thus, he maintained this imposing posture before all the disciples.

We know you’re powerful, but do you really need to show off like this? The disciples complained to themselves.

They hadn’t realized before just how much Bai Feiyu liked to put on airs.

If Bai Feiyu knew what they were thinking, he would loudly protest his innocence—this was not posturing, he simply had no strength left.

Of course, at this moment, Bai Feiyu was unaware.

“Bai Feiyu, you performed admirably today. Everything I promised you, you shall have!” The sect master approached him, beaming.

“The spirit stones you earned will be delivered to your courtyard by the elders. Now, follow me—I want you to select your rewards.”

How Bai Feiyu had learned the Kaluo Fist was irrelevant. From now on, all the sect’s techniques would be freely available to Bai Feiyu; there was no need to fuss over such trivialities.

Besides, Bai Feiyu must have acquired the Kaluo Fist through unofficial channels, likely at considerable cost.

But now, he could choose freely from the sect’s techniques; such matters would never trouble him again.

“Thank you, master!” Bai Feiyu managed a wan smile, his complexion pale as the system feverishly repaired his body.

The vitality he had gathered earlier now proved its worth.

To be honest, without the system, Bai Feiyu would have lost the battle long ago.

The system’s constant repairs and infusion of vitality had kept him alive.

Now, it would not be long before he recovered his strength and returned to his former vigor.

Bai Feiyu followed the sect master into the inner halls; along the way, the master personally exchanged his disciple token for a dark green one.

This token was a symbol of status and rank, impossible for ordinary disciples to possess.

The sect master led Bai Feiyu into a grand hall, resplendent in gold, yet empty but for the two of them.

“Bai Feiyu, here you may choose any technique you wish.”

“And over there, you may select two weapons that suit you.”