At this moment, Wang Hu smiled honestly, feeling very happy inside for the respect his opponent had given him. It was then he realized the benefit of being a strong person. Receiving such respect from others was a wonderful thing, and obviously, Wang Hu immensely enjoyed this identity at that moment. He knew in his heart that he must thank Big Brother, for if not for Big Brother, he would not have had all of this. Most of his skills were taught by Big Brother.

"You flatter me."

At that moment, Wang Hu smiled honestly again and then said.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the steward referee issued the command, Wang Hu immediately charged toward his opponent, his fists already swinging fiercely towards them.

At this moment, the opponent's eyes narrowed, and they were startled internally, not expecting such ferocity from Wang Hu's attacks. They promptly swung their fists as well, dodging and colliding with Wang Hu's attack.

Those around, seeing this scene, couldn't help but feel very excited. Wang Hu's opponent was also an excellent disciple; they were a Late Stage Fetal Breath cultivator, just one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage. On the other side, many people had expectations for Wang Hu, as he had defeated Gao Qi with a single move, which was not to be underestimated! But compared to that opponent, there was always a feeling that Brother Wang Hu was still missing something.

Maybe it was fame, as that opponent was already somewhat of a genius disciple within the sect, while Wang Hu had just recently achieved fame with one battle.

For a time, many cultivator disciples were supporters of that disciple, and many disciples began cheering for that disciple:

"Go, Tian Zhen!"

"Go, Tian Zhen!"

...

For a time, many cultivator disciples were shouting Tian Zhen's name, clearly revealing that Wang Hu's opponent was named Tian Zhen.

Bam bam bam!

Suddenly, Wang Hu's fist and Tian Zhen's fist collided forcefully, creating circle after circle of airwaves sweeping outward, with sand and stones flying, making it momentarily impossible to see the situation on the martial arts platform.

"Brother Wang Hu won't be in trouble, right?"

At this moment, Lianzi looked at the martial arts platform where it was already gray and hazy, making it hard to see the situation on the stage. Lianzi couldn't help but turn back with a tense face and asked Ding Fan:

"Brother Fan, Wang Hu won't lose, right?"

At this moment, Lianzi felt very nervous internally, as this time Wang Hu's opponent was also a renowned cultivator. She really feared that Wang Hu would be eliminated. After all, this big competition among the sect's disciples was very important to any level of cultivation!

"Don't worry, he won't."

At this moment, Ding Fan said calmly, and then he stopped paying attention to Wang Hu on the martial arts platform and instead started cultivating directly. Ding Fan was very aware that Tian Zhen was definitely not Wang Hu's match. Although Wang Hu wasn't invincible, he wasn't someone that ordinary cultivators could defeat either. After all, the techniques Ding Fan taught Wang Hu wouldn't be something regular cultivators could handle.

As he thought about this, Ding Fan suddenly remembered something. After this round of the big competition, he should teach Wang Hu some more techniques. After looking around at the cultivator disciples participating, Ding Fan felt there were indeed a few disciples that Wang Hu couldn't handle, so Wang Hu needed to be stronger. How could his brother be lacking in skill!

Thinking this through, Ding Fan directly sat and started cultivating. Seeing Ding Fan's confident demeanor, Lianzi was stunned, wondering if Ding Fan had such confidence that Wang Hu would win. This seemed overly confident, especially with the unclear situation on the platform. Could Ding Fan predict the future?

For a moment, Lianzi looked at Ding Fan with astonishment! Why was he always so confident?

"Maybe this is his exceptional ability!"

...

At this moment, Zhou Xiao watched the conversation between Ding Fan and Lianzi and couldn't help but feel very amazed at Ding Fan. This person was definitely not ordinary; he must be someone destined for greatness!

At this moment, the dust and mist on the martial arts platform still permeated everywhere, making it hard to see the situation on the platform.

"Wang Hu probably isn't Tian Zhen's match!"

"I think Wang Hu might lose this time..."

"After all, Tian Zhen's been at the Late Stage Fetal Breath for many years, and he's almost at the Nascent Soul Stage, like only a thin layer of glass paper that can be easily broken through with just a little effort!"

"But that's not necessarily true, considering Wang Hu defeated someone like Gao Qi, who was an Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. You shouldn't underestimate Wang Hu!"

"And Tian Zhen isn't much inferior to Gao Qi either, right?"

"..."

For a moment, the cultivators below had many opinions, saying all sorts of things. But most of the cultivators were sweating nervously for Wang Hu, as previously many cultivators didn't know Wang Hu and naturally didn't recognize him.

In comparison, Tian Zhen was already a celebrity among the outer sect disciples, something that Wang Hu couldn't compete with.

Boom!

Immediately, a muffled sound was heard, and a slight movement could be seen in the dust cloud on the martial arts platform.

And as the dust settled, it became clear that Tian Zhen was already lying on the ground on the martial arts platform. Though he appeared outwardly unharmed, he was struggling to stand and continue the match. Meanwhile, Wang Hu stood motionless there, with an honest yet slightly embarrassed expression as he said to Tian Zhen:

"My apologies, here's a medicine pill for you."

As Wang Hu spoke, he took out a medicine pill from his bosom and handed it to the struggling Tian Zhen.

Accepting the pill, Tian Zhen looked at Wang Hu with admiration and then thanked him:

"Thank you, Brother Wang Hu."

"No problem."

At this moment, Wang Hu smiled honestly and shook his head.

"Wang Hu wins!"

At this moment, the steward referee, seeing the scene on the martial arts platform where the outcome was already clear, walked up and announced.

At this moment, the crowd below, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Brother Wang Hu won again! That's pure reliance on skill!"

"Tian Zhen was already a formidable force, but he was defeated by Wang Hu. It's simply unbelievable!"

"..."

For a moment, many cultivator outer disciples were shocked and began to discuss fervently.

Among them, many cultivators felt happy for Wang Hu. After all, Wang Hu's story was indeed inspirational. To think that a once obscure little disciple would now stand out in the outer disciples' grand tournament—that's truly remarkable!

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, mighty!"

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, impressive!"

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, awesome!"

Amidst the noisy crowd, many male and female cultivators cheered and shouted for Wang Hu. Seeing such a scene made Wang Hu a bit embarrassed, so he didn't linger long on the martial arts platform and went straight down to join Ding Fan and others.

"Well done, Wang Hu."

At this moment, Lianzi and others saw Wang Hu coming down and sincerely congratulated him. After all, for many cultivators, successfully passing this round was really something to celebrate.

When the smoke on the martial arts platform cleared, Lianzi saw that scene and felt extremely excited. It should be known that Wang Hu's opponent was not just any ordinary rookie but the well-known Tian Zhen among the outer disciples. Who would have thought Wang Hu would win again? This certainly is something worth celebrating.

At this moment, Zhou Xiao also looked at Wang Hu in a new light. Even she admitted in her heart that she might not be a match for him, and it was impossible to claim the opposite. Such talent would definitely be something formidable in the future!

Some female cultivators, seeing Wang Hu coming down, couldn't help but express their admiration:

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, so amazing!"

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, so handsome!"

"..."

Some enthusiastic and open female cultivators expressed unabashed joy for Wang Hu, which made him feel a bit embarrassed, murmuring thank you repeatedly, eventually taking refuge beside Ding Fan.

At this moment, Ding Fan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the somewhat shy Wang Hu, and said with amusement:

"Well done!"

Hearing Ding Fan's words, Wang Hu became even more embarrassed and awkwardly said to Ding Fan:

"Please don't praise me, Brother."

Subsequently, Ding Fan smiled and did not tease Wang Hu any further, returning to continue his cultivation.

...

At this moment, inside the grand and magnificent meeting hall of the Dayang Sect, He Zenfen sat in the main seat with a face that was half-smiling. He looked at the sect leaders seated on either side and then said calmly:

"I wonder what matters have brought you distinguished guests to my sect today?"

Upon hearing He Zenfen's words, a somewhat short elder with many wrinkles on his face responded:

"We sects heard about your sect's outer disciples' grand tournament being hosted these days. It is said to be the most grandiose one in a century, so we thought we'd come to watch."

Upon hearing his words, several other sect leaders echoed in agreement:

"Indeed, we've heard that exceptional talents have emerged in Dayang Sect recently. We wish to see and learn..."

"Yes, yes..."

"..."

At this moment, several other sect leaders echoed in agreement.

Upon hearing their words, He Zenfen couldn't help but feel slightly wary. It's crucial to know these old timers didn't gather here with such difficulty simply to watch the outer disciples' grand tournament. However, listening to their words, they seemed unwilling to reveal their true intentions at the moment and thus responded with a calm smile:

"If that's all, no problem. Please follow me."

After speaking, He Zenfen stood up and invited the sect leaders with a gesture.

Subsequently, many sect leaders got up, politely with feigned smiles, saying:

"Sect Master He is truly forthright!"

"When our sect holds the outer disciples' tournament, we hope Sect Master He will come to observe as well!"

"Indeed, indeed..."

"..."

At this moment, He Zenfen courteously responded:

"No problem, no problem..."

In a short time, guided by a few elders of the Dayang Sect, the sect leaders made their way to the Southern Square, where the tournament was still underway.

At this moment, He Zenfen walked directly to the front, and for a moment, a few elders came up to him amidst the broad steps, taking advantage of the sect leaders' inattention, and asked with puzzled faces:

"Sect Master, why have they come this time?"

"They claim to come for the outer disciples' grand tournament. Whatever plans they have, it doesn't matter; stay calm and let changes unfold!"

At this moment, He Zenfen said with a somber expression to the elders.

"Some of these sects have similar strength to ours, essentially considered among the strongest in the entire northeast region, except for the Wild Wolf Gang. Could there be something going on here?"

One elder said to He Zenfen with a heavy expression.

"Hmm, we'll soon find out what they're plotting!"

At this moment, He Zenfen said with displeasure, feeling quite annoyed by these uninvited guests. However, he dared not express any absolute displeasure, as some of these sects, though individually weaker than the Dayang Sect, collectively should not be underestimated!