From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

As the blades got closer, Shao Xue Cong bent both her legs and kicked at the red glowing sphere.

The rebounding force made her slide away from Liu Xian and the blades of Liu Xian's sword plunged into the tiles of the ground instead.

Shao Xue Cong stood up and immediately a twirling wind shot at her.

Whoosh.

This time the twirling wind caught Shao Xue Cong's left arm, and it ripped out parts of the flesh.

The disciples looking on frowned and thought about their bets.

Many new disciples couldn't take any pain, and they would forfeit the match with any feeling of pain.

They prayed for her not to give up as they looked at Shao Xue Cong.

Shao Xue Cong gritted her teeth, and with one hand on the wound, she directed her Qi to her wound.

Drip.

The blood dripping down onto the ground from her arms slowed.

Her wound was slowly closing.

"Pesky Physique Cultivators!" Liu Xian shouted and unleashed another twirling wind strike at Shao Xue Cong.

She had never understood why this statement was going around among the cultivators for ages.

But right now, she felt exactly why it was.

These Physique Cultivators didn't need pills to heal and were so difficult to deal with.

Whoosh.

Shao Xue Cong lunged at Liu Xian with her right fist pulled back.

Liu Xian got ready to block with her sword.

But Shao Xue Cong punched out at Liu Xian when Shao Xue Cong was still a meter away.

Splatter.

Blood splattered onto Liu Xian's eyes, and it caught her by surprise.

Shao Xue Cong had flicked the blood from her wound that was on her fist at Liu Xian.

Before Liu Xian could react, Shao Xue Cong snatched the necklace away from Liu Xian.

"I surrender," Liu Xian shouted as she tried to wipe the blood off her eyes.

Tears rolled down onto her face.

She didn't expect anyone to be so determined to win.

"Senior martial sister, here's your necklace." Shao Xue Cong handed the necklace back to Liu Xian and bowed.

"I declare the winner to be Shao Xue Cong from the Physique Peak." The judge raised his hand and declared the winner of the match.

The disciples that had bet on Shao Xue Cong erupted in cheers.

"Yes! I knew the juniors of Lin Fan would be strong."

"Hehe. This month I can buy so many pills and spirit rice."

"Damn it! I should have bet with all my contribution points and silver."

They were glad at being able to win.

The only one that stood out was the bookie, who was wiping the cold sweat off his forehead furiously.

"Xue Cong, are you all right?" Liang Feng and Lin Xuan Qi went up and checked on her wounds.

Lin Fan came over and patted Shao Xue Cong on her back.

He took out a pill and gave it to Shao Xue Cong.

"Here, swallow it. The Blood and Qi Restoration Pill will help heal your wounds."

Shao Xue Cong took the pill and swallowed it.

Instantly, her wounds closed and the bleeding stopped.

"Thank you, senior martial brother Lin Fan." She bowed and thanked Lin Fan for the pill.

"Don't need to thank me. I'm just doing what I have learned from my seniors."

Lin Fan said and reminisced about the days when he had help from Zhao Rui, Bai Ti and Bai Qiao.

"Next match, Lin Xuan Qi versus Hai Dong."

"Finally, it's my turn. I shall not disappoint anyone." Lin Xuan Qi stood up and gave his usual smile to everyone.

He waved at the disciples cheering him on as he stepped into the ring.

His opponent was a thin and scrawny middle-aged man.

Hai Dong narrowed his eyes as he tried to size Lin Xuan Qi up.

"Senior martial brother, nice to meet you. It's such an honor." Lin Xuan Qi smiled and bowed to Hai Dong.

This took Hai Dong off guard as Lin Xuan Qi looked genuinely friendly.

When they stood at their respective positions facing each other, the judge raised his hands and announced, "Let the match begin!"

Whoosh.

Lin Xuan Qi's smile disappeared, and he lunged at Hai Dong immediately.

He threw both of his fists straight at Hai Dong's chest.

Thud.

Hai Dong felt like his chest was hit with hammers.

Pain coursed through his body as his ribcage cracked and fractured.

He quickly wielded his sword and swung it at Lin Xuan Qi.

The blade of the sword caught Lin Xuan Qi's robe, and it sliced huge chunks of the fabric off.

Lin Xuan Qi leaped back, and he glanced down at his robe.

Seeing that it was torn and tattered, he grabbed onto it and tore the upper half of his robe off.

"Wow, look at that."

"He is so fit and strong."

"Oh my, who could've thought."

The other disciples were surprised that underneath the always smiling face of Lin Xuan Qi, his body was fit and had scars all over it.

Some female disciples looked at the six-pack, turned away their gaze and covered their blushed cheeks with their sleeves.

Hai Dong narrowed his eyes as he could see the difference in physical strength between him and Lin Xuan Qi.

Whoosh!

Lin Xuan Qi lunged at Hai Dong again.

Dang.

This time, Hai Dong held his sword in front of him and blocked the punches from Lin Xuan Qi.

But Lin Xuan Qi pulled back and lifted his leg.

Thud.

Lin Xuan Qi kicked directly at Hai Dong's abdomen.

The frontal kick hit Hai Dong, and it sent Hai Dong tumbling across the ground.

"Argh."

When he stopped a few meters away from Lin Xuan Qi, he quickly tried to get up.

A gust of wind came at his head, and he quickly tilted his head.

It was not enough as Lin Xuan Qi's fist stopped at his cheek.

Hai Dong's eyes turned to the side and looked at the menacing fist.

He could see the muscles tensing up and the faint white glow of Lin Xuan Qi's fist.

Hai Dong didn't hesitate and raised his hands, "I surrender."