Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

The grand martial spirit swept out, and the powerful force contained within the spiritual treasure erupted, as a rich, bloody scent filled the air.

"So strong!"

"Mr. Tianyue’s strength has grown even stronger, he’s probably touched the threshold of the Shackled Realm, hasn’t he?"

"Hmm, when he unleashes his full power, you can faintly sense the aura of the Heavenly Dao shackles."

"Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"Probably Mr. Tianyue. After all, he’s already touched the threshold of the Shackled Realm, while Mr. Xiao, though rumored to be very strong, doesn’t have the aura of the Heavenly Dao shackles yet; still a long way off."

"I’m betting on Mr. Xiao to win, hehe, I’ve heard that Mr. Xiao..."

"..."

Outside the martial arts arena, the gathered martial artists discussed eagerly, looking forward to the showdown between the two.

One is the long-renowned Mr. Tianyue, and the other is a rising star who just joined the Martial Alliance.

Who will emerge victorious is truly worth anticipating.

"What the heck!"

"So fast!"

"Is it over already?"

"What just happened?"

Suddenly, a commotion erupted in the martial arts arena, as incredulous voices echoed throughout.

Just now, Lin Zheyu and Tianyue exchanged greetings, and Tianyue’s state instantly soared to its peak.

And then, just like that, it was over!

It’s as if the opening theme of a drama had just aired, but the main story ended abruptly before it even began.

The crowd hadn’t yet reacted when they saw the newcomer to the Martial Alliance named Xiao Yu step forward, suddenly appearing beside Tianyue.

Immediately, his arm enlarged, and his fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed into Tianyue’s chest.

A deafening roar followed.

The battle spirit rising from Tianyue halted abruptly, as the intense pain in his chest contorted his face slightly.

Crack—

Bam!

Tianyue was sent flying, crashing hard against the energy shield of the martial arts arena, his expression somewhat twisted.

He felt that at least three of his ribs had shattered.

The Qi blood, climbed to its peak, was abruptly interrupted by this unexpected punch and now rampaged within him, causing significant discomfort.

"Well played!"

Lin Zheyu cupped his hand toward the fallen Tianyue, speaking faintly.

Before the crowd could react, he tapped with his toes lightly, returning to his previous position and resumed daydreaming.

Whoa!

The observing martial artists erupted instantly.

Gulp—

Even Bai Lin couldn’t help swallowing.

He turned his head to look at Lin Zheyu, his gaze extremely complicated: Mr. Xiao’s strength seems even greater now, is this the speed of a genius!

Zong Linjing likewise looked at Lin Zheyu, a flash of brilliance in her beautiful eyes.

Among martial artists, they naturally idolize the strong and embrace their true selves.

Previously, Lin Zheyu helped her once, leaving a good impression on Zong Linjing.

Coupled with recent interactions, Zong Linjing had a very favorable perception of Lin Zheyu, and often had surprisingly profound insights into the martial dao.

Now, seeing Lin Zheyu unleash such powerful strength and quickly dispatch his opponent, Zong Linjing’s heart couldn’t help but race.

"Mr. Xiao’s astonishing space mastery!"

Zong Linjing marveled internally.

To take a step and instantaneously appear before Tianyue, and then unexpectedly deliver a punch to defeat him, is no easy feat.

At this moment, Zong Linjing really wanted to have a few words with Lin Zheyu.

Unfortunately, seeing Lin Zheyu lost in thought with a faraway gaze, she could only reconsider.

Arms crossed, floating in the air, Nie Zhiyu, witnessing Lin Zheyu’s clean and direct end to the battle, had her beautiful eyes flash with surprise.

As a martial artist of the Shackled Realm, combined with her unique talent, her eyesight was extremely discerning.

"Was that a totem just now?"

"No, it wasn’t just a totem, there seemed to be a trace of demon demonic pattern shadow too."

"Hmm, really an unexpected fellow, I wonder what influence cultivated such a disciple."

Nie Zhiyu’s lips curled into a faint smile.

She thoughtfully surveyed Lin Zheyu for a moment, then quickly withdrew her gaze and looked toward another battleground.

Elsewhere.

Qiou Army and Fan Qing, after exchanging pleasantries, had their aura soar dramatically.

They were just testing with one move when they perceived the tremendous commotion from the other platform.

Qiou Army and Fan Qing split a bit of their perception to observe the battle involving Lin Zheyu.

Immediately, a look of disbelief flashed across their faces.

Qiou Army: "..."

Fan Qing: "..."

What the heck, it’s over already?

Is this guy really just a peak strength opener of the spiritual treasure in the divine treasure?

This strength is absurdly strong!

"Mr. Fan..."

The surging battle spirit in Qiou Army was doused by a shower of chilling water, his face revealed a helpless smile as he looked at Fan Qing.

Fan Qing didn’t seem much better than Qiou Army, his whole demeanor seemed somewhat deflated.

"I concede."

Fan Qing shook his head with a wry smile, waving his hand as he jumped off the platform.

That’s enough of this fight, not doing it.

"Sigh..."

"Mr. Nie, as the junior, I concede and withdraw from the election for vice hall master of the Martial Hall."

Standing on the platform, Qiou Army sighed, cupped his hands towards Nie Zhiyu in the air.

He conceded readily too.

No way to fight.

Just the astonishing display of space control by Lin Zheyu moments ago was enough to keep him invincible.

"Alright."

Nie Zhiyu replied calmly, without any surprise.

She moved and landed in the martial arts arena, looking at Lin Zheyu, who remained immersed in array dao, she said, "Congratulations Mr. Xiao, hereafter you are the vice hall master of Martial Hall."