Invincible Beyond Heavens: Cultivating With A Broken EXP System

“You think you are so impressive?”

Su Fengyan was the first to speak. His lips curled into a cold sneer as he stared at the geniuses from Azure Ridge Prefecture. “You keep calling others trash so casually. I would really like to see what kind of expression you will make if you are defeated by the very trash you look down on.”

“Hm?”

The violet-robed youth’s face immediately darkened when he heard those words. A cold light flashed through his eyes as he said, “I called you trash, yet you are still unwilling to accept it? Fine. I will let you understand the gap between us. Yao Lingshu, go and deal with him.”

“Piece of cake.”

The woman in the jade-green dress replied dismissively. Her cultivation was the same as Su Fengyan’s, both of them being at the 1st level of the Mortal Core Realm, so she clearly did not place him in her eyes. With a light step, her figure flashed across the air and landed on the back of Li Yun and the others’ Crimson Hawk-Lion. She glanced at Su Fengyan arrogantly and said, “Make your move.”

“You truly do not know your own limits.”

Su Fengyan frowned, snorted coldly, and punched forward without hesitation.

“Wind-Fire Lotus!”

Whoosh!

Seventy percent Wind Intent and seventy percent Flame Intent erupted from his body at the same time. The two powers spread outward and condensed into two dazzling lotuses in the air. One lotus burned with a fiery red radiance, while the other glowed with a deep blue light.

The two lotuses intertwined as they spun together, appearing slow and graceful on the surface, yet their actual speed was terrifyingly fast. In the blink of an eye, they whistled toward Yao Lingshu.

“Not good!”

Yao Lingshu’s expression changed drastically. The moment Su Fengyan attacked, she felt an immense pressure descending upon her, and the disdain on her face vanished instantly. In her panic, she barely had time to release her protective Essence Qi before the two Wind-Fire Lotuses struck her head-on. A muffled impact rang out, and her body was sent flying backward, almost falling straight off the Crimson Hawk-Lion.

“Hm?”

Zhao Tianxun’s face darkened. His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared beside Yao Lingshu. He grabbed her before she could fall, stepped on the air, and returned to his own Crimson Hawk-Lion with a gloomy expression.

With only one strike, Yao Lingshu, who was also at the 1st level of the Mortal Core Realm, had been defeated by Su Fengyan.

This scene made the expressions of the violet-robed youth and the other geniuses from Azure Ridge Prefecture turn extremely ugly. Just a moment ago, they had been mocking the people from the Southern Martial Domain and confidently declaring that they would teach Su Fengyan a lesson.

Yet in the next instant, one of their own had been defeated by Su Fengyan with a single punch. This was no different from a loud slap across their faces.

Li Yun narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Su Fengyan’s Wind-Fire Lotus technique. He could not help thinking to himself that this move was most likely something Su Fengyan had comprehended after mastering the legacy of the Wind King.

During their previous battle, Su Fengyan had never used this technique against him, which meant that it was either newly created or newly perfected.

“Interesting.”

The violet-robed youth sneered coldly, though his eyes had become much sharper than before. “It seems I underestimated you. However, trash is still trash. You may have defeated Yao Lingshu, but in front of me, you will not last three moves. Next, I will personally show you how fragile a country bumpkin from the Southern Martial Domain truly is.”

As his words fell, the violet-robed youth slowly floated into the air. His violet robe billowed loudly around him, and a proud, untouchable aura spread from his body. Then, without any further warning, he raised his palm and pressed it downward.

“Violet Cloud Spirit Bell Suppression!”

Purple Essence Qi surged out and gathered above Su Fengyan. In an instant, it condensed into a huge violet bell that hovered in the sky. The sound of the bell echoed like rolling thunder, while seventy percent Violet Cloud Intent infused its body, making it descend with the terrifying momentum of collapsing heaven and earth.

“Well met!”

Su Fengyan did not retreat. Instead, he stepped forward and shouted in a sharp voice, “Then let me show you my newly comprehended technique. Wind is fire, fire is wind. Wind-Fire Formless!”

He swung his fists forward, and a fierce, overwhelming force erupted from his body. This power carried the scorching heat of flame and the profound sharpness of wind, yet it did not take on the clear form of either wind or fire. It was invisible, formless, and difficult to grasp, as if the two powers had truly fused into one.

Swoosh!

With a single attack, the massive violet bell was split open from the center. The violent force continued forward without weakening, and before the violet-robed youth could react, Su Fengyan’s fist strike landed heavily against him and sent him flying backward through the air.

“What?”

“How is this possible? Big Brother Shen Ziyue is the top genius of our Azure Ridge Prefecture. How could he lose to a country bumpkin from the Southern Martial Domain?”

“Impossible. I must be seeing things.”

The expressions of Yao Lingshu and the others changed drastically, and for a moment, they could barely believe what they had just witnessed. This was especially true for Yao Lingshu, who had always regarded Shen Ziyue as an undefeated figure among the younger generation of Azure Ridge Prefecture.

In her eyes, he had been an existence worthy of admiration, but now, that invincible image had been shattered in front of everyone.

Shen Ziyue felt even more humiliated. He had come here with absolute confidence and had never taken Li Yun, Su Fengyan, Huang Chen, Li Hao, or anyone else from the Southern Martial Domain seriously.

Yet now, he had been defeated by Su Fengyan with a single attack. When he thought about the arrogant words he had spoken earlier, he felt as if his face was burning, as though an invisible palm had slapped him again and again.