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"Celestial domain?" Although An Zhiyue had heard about the Celestial domain before, when she heard this word, An Zhiyue couldn't help but be shocked. The continent had a long history, and the earth was vast and boundless. There were many sects and clans with thousands of years of history, possessing their own territories that transcended countries.

For example, the Mysterious Sky Academy also had its own ownership — — Profound Sky Celestial domain. However, the various experts in the Mysterious Sky Academy were already enough to look down on the world, let alone the divine gods of supernatural powers that existed in the Mysterious Sky Celestial domain.

Ten-odd years ago, the Profound Sky Celestial domain had also sent an elder to the Xishang Kingdom to take care of some affairs. At that time, the city gates of An He City was wide open and even the Emperor himself had left the city to welcome him. Yun Mie had never enjoyed such treatment.

"This young man is extraordinary. I will definitely meet him again in the future." The next time we meet, I must think of a way to have him stay here for the time being. To be able to master the technique of incantations to such a degree at such a young age, talent alone is far from enough. " Yun Mie looked at An Zhiyue with a profound look. He never thought that his favorite disciple would be defeated by a brat of unknown origins.

"Yes, Master." An Zhiyue was also secretly excited, accompanied by a hint of happiness that she would be able to meet her match.

At the same time, after Fang Tong bought the Stamp on the black market, he immediately rode back to the sect quickly and found his own master to help him with the incantations. With his current cultivation level, the failure rate was too high. If he was unlucky and the infusion failed, he would not have enough money to buy another set of Stamp. More importantly, the competition within the sect was about to begin. There was no longer any time for him to waste.

The black iron gate was located in the Black Iron Mountain Range, and it had been around five hundred years since the founding of the sect. The disciples of the sect relied on the Black Iron Mountain Range's endless supply of Black Iron Essence to cultivate the tyrannical Diamond Body Technique. Each of them had unimaginable power. And this Fang Tong was also kept inside the profound door because of the divine power of the Postnatal Realm. Although Fang Tong trained diligently, he did not have any backing, and did not even have any weapons he could use, so he was unknown within the profound door. In this triennial Martial Competition, Fang Tong had spent all his resources and all of his savings just to shock everyone with a single feat. It must be known that although the cultivation of the disciples at the Mysterious Iron Door was not very high, because the Diamond Body Technique could greatly enhance the strength of the body, many disciples, after not being able to improve their cultivation, chose to join the army. Relying on their strong bodies, they obtained battle achievements on the battlefield, increased their ranks, defeated the rich second generation, won the marriage, and from then on stepped onto the peak of life.

The black iron gate was in front of the Divine Martial Hall, and the several hundred disciples were all rubbing their fists and wiping their palms, waiting for the start of the competition. Due to the special relationship between the Mysterious Iron Door and the army, most of the disciples who emerged victorious in the competition would be chosen by the generals and would be directly bestowed the title of Captain by the thousand men, entering the army to build a name for themselves. Compared to the ethereal path of cultivation, the road of military service was much more like a wide road. And this time, for some reason, the competition had attracted the attention of the army. Even Xishang Kingdom Marshal An Jianhan had come to spectate the competition.

In order to participate in the martial competition that was held every three years, one had to be under the age of twenty-five, and their cultivation was limited. Therefore, Fang Tong who was already twenty-three years old only had one last chance to participate in the tournament. In the last competition, Fang Tong who did not have a suitable weapon to use did not even enter the top two hundred. If he wanted to obtain the Black Tortoise Essence from the Martial Competition, he would need to at least enter the top fifty.

Fang Tong waved the meteor hammer in his hand. This weapon had only been infused by his master with Stamp last night. He didn't even have the time to try his hand and directly brought it to participate in the martial arts competition. He did not know how much attack power the Stamp had increased with the meteor hammer. Although he was hoping that it would increase his power by 30%, it was after all, a sigil bought from a thousand gold coins. Even if it could only increase his attack by 20%, Fang Tong was still satisfied.

In this competition, the victor would be promoted and the loser would be eliminated. The order of the competitions would be decided by drawing lots. Fang Tong was indeed quite unlucky today, as he was ranked tenth in the first round of battles, and the first opponent he met was the son of the Second Elder, Xiao Wuji. This Xiao Wuji relied on the fact that his father was an elder, and was normally used to being arrogant and despotic in the sect. Although Xiao Wuji would sneakily train normally, relying on the various treasures that his father had secretly given him as well as the expensive pills, his cultivation was actually a lot higher than his peers. Especially the Black Gold Sword that his father had meticulously made for him, it made him seem as if he had added wings to a tiger, and was unable to find a match for his fellow disciples of the same generation.

Compared to the ordinary and ordinary matches from before, the fight between Fang Tong and Xiao Wuji was even more anticipated. This was clearly a contest between a rich second generation young master and a poor peasant diaosi. Although most people did not think highly of Fang Tong, but in their hearts, they felt sympathetic towards the weak, and secretly hoped that Fang Tong could defeat Xiao Wuji and complete the counterattack.

"Since when did Shixiong Fang have a Meteor Hammer as a weapon? Why haven't I seen it before?" A young disciple who was watching the fight from the side asked curiously.

"In order to compete in martial arts this time, Shixiong Fang spent a lot of money to buy a high-grade spiritual weapon. However, I heard that he doesn't have the money to inject charms into his weapon, so even if he had a high-grade spiritual weapon, he would probably not be able to take more than ten moves under Xiao Wuji's attacks." The slightly older disciple shook his head and sighed. Ordinary disciples like them, who had no power or influence, naturally had a closer relationship with Fang Tong. When they thought that a hardworking cultivator like Fang Tong would be beaten up by a rich second generation without any skills to learn, all of them had mixed feelings for Fang Tong.

At this point of time, Fang Tong and Xiao Wuji's battle had already begun, he did not have the spare energy to bother about the gossip of others.

To underestimate an enemy in a martial arts match was a taboo. However, Xiao Wuji did not think so. Although this Fang Tong fellow in front of him was also at the first level of Pulse Condensation, the Black Gold Sword in his hands already placed him in an invincible position. Xiao Wuji crossed his arms in front of his chest leisurely and looked at Fang Tong's serious expression in ridicule.

"Young Master Xiao is underestimating his opponent. I'm afraid that he has already lost half of this match." The one who spoke was An Zhiyue's master, Yun Mie. He and An Zhiyue had come to spectate the competition on the Profound Iron Door with An Cheng.

"My son is indeed a little paralyzed by carelessness, but this means that he must have had victory in his hands." As the Xuan Iron Door Elder explained, he secretly cursed this unfilial son for acting so impetuously in front of so many big shots.

Seeing that Xiao Hanyi was so confident in his son, Yun Mie kept quiet and watched his every move on the stage.

On the stage, Fang Tong was gathering his Qi, ready for any sudden attacks from Xiao Wuji. He understood in his heart that although the Black Gold Sword in Xiao Wuji's hands was refined from profound iron that was over fifty kilograms in weight, with the effects of the Heaven and Earth Rune, although its weight wasn't as light as a feather, it wasn't far off. As a result, even though Xiao Wuji was only at the first level of the Pulse Condensation period, he was still able to control it nimbly and freely switch between attack and defense. On the other hand, although the meteor hammer in his hand was a high grade spirit weapon, its offensive power was still inferior. Therefore, if he wanted to win, he could only hope of forcefully withstanding Xiao Wuji's first wave of attacks. The moment his attacks and defenses changed, he would grab hold of the opening and kill him in one strike!

Seeing that Fang Tong was still not willing to attack, Xiao Wuji's contempt grew even stronger. He had originally wanted to just wait and see as much time as he could, but he did not expect that his opponent would be like a turtle who was cowering in its shell as he swung his sword at Fang Tong.

"Coward!" Xiao Wuji secretly cursed, following that, his sword moved like a swimming dragon, unhesitatingly thrusting towards Fang Tong's chest.

Fang Tong who had already prepared himself immediately used his force to block. He thought that this strike would definitely have the power of a thousand catties, but unexpectedly, Xiao Wuji's sword blade was actually easily blocked in mid air by the meteor hammer, unable to move at all.

Although it was Fang Tong's first time fighting with him, Fang Tong had long heard of his reputation. I heard that Xiao Wuji is one of the best in his generation, why is it that his strike was so soft and weak, like a woman? Fang Tong could not help but guess, could this Xiao Wuji be an embroidered pillow.

was as surprised as Fang Tong that this killing blow was easily blocked by him. Fang Tong was not famous among the many disciples at the Mysterious Black Iron Door. Initially, he thought he could handle him easily, but unexpectedly, this guy was hiding his strength. Seeing that the situation was bad, Xiao Wuji hurriedly took two steps back, changing the direction of attack to defense, he carefully stared at Fang Tong.

Waking up from his shock, Fang Tong realized that he had missed an opportunity to take advantage of and chase after Yun Che. When he saw that Xiao Wuji also had a face full of shock, a bold guess surfaced in his mind. Could it be that the attack power of his own meteor hammer was already comparable to that of the Black Gold Sword s, or maybe it had even exceeded that of the Black Gold Sword s!

How could this be? Fang Tong shouted in disbelief in his heart, the attack power of the meteor hammer that he bought with ten thousand gold coins was actually comparable to that of a Black Gold Sword. Could it be the effect of the Stamp Curse? How is this possible? If I want to compete with the Xuan Iron Sword, the attack power of this meteor hammer will increase by at least 50%! "Fang Tong thought about it but he could not come up with a more reasonable explanation. Since that's the case, we can only personally verify it. " Fang Tong said softly, following that, he began to circulate his energy, pouring all of his Innate Qi into the meteor hammer.

"Star Pierce Moon Slaying blade!" Fang Tong bellowed, waving the meteor hammer with unstoppable force in his hands, slashing towards Xiao Wuji's face. The True Qi that leaked out from the meteor hammer mixed with the air, producing the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.

Xiao Wuji's pair of eyes opened wide, this Star Pierce Moon Slaying blade was extremely fast and violent, it was too late for him to dodge, so he could only forcefully circulate his internal energy, putting the Black Gold Sword in front of his chest to block this attack.

"Pfft!" Xiao Wuji's blood was boiling in his chest. He staggered back over 10 steps, and under the support of the Black Gold Sword, he did not fall down, but still spat out a large mouthful of blood!

On the other hand, Fang Tong, other than his pale face and trembling hands, was completely unharmed as he stood proudly on the ground.

The entire audience went into an uproar! Many of the young disciples even jumped up to applaud and cheer. Although training practitioners focused on potential, nurturing them in the future was also very important. Most of the disciples were ordinary citizens, unlike the disciples of aristocratic families who were receiving so much treatment, their cultivation was naturally not as good as ordinary people's. As a result, some disciples who had a slower cultivation progress were often mocked by the Venerable Class disciples. And today, this Fang Tong was actually able to crush the most famous Clan Disciples of the Profound Iron Door, so naturally he had given them, the common disciples, enough face.