Chapter 172 The competition is over, and the first place is Fu Huaian!

Among the entire audience, the only one who could understand was Zhou Yu, who had the highest Realm.

With his Realm, the moment Fu Huaian moved, he detected the emergence of the power of rules next to Yuan Xingzhou.

He couldn't clearly see what kind of Dao patterns they were, but that wasn't important.

What was important was that Fu Huaian, despite being merely in the Crossing Tribulation Realm, was already able to use some kind of rule to engrave Dao patterns.

Zhou Yu was so shocked he could hardly believe his eyes.

Without reaching the Dao Integration Realm, who would dare to claim they could engrave Dao patterns?

How did Fu Huaian do it?

And who exactly taught him?

Zhou Yu's mind was in turmoil, guessing that Fu Huaian might have at least one expert starting from the Dao Integration Realm behind him!

Otherwise, what was happening before him couldn't be explained!

In the distant sky, Fu Huaian's heart was calm; he didn't know what Zhou Yu was guessing.

This Dao pattern of his wasn't taught by someone; instead, Heavenly Dao personally imparted it to him when he was Undergoing Tribulation…

Since he chose to expose his Dao patterns, he already had the intention of quickly ending the match.

Yuan Xingzhou was staring at Fu Huaian with full vigilance when his eyes suddenly trembled!

Only an afterimage remained of Fu Huaian, his white robes fluttering in the distance; seeing this, Yuan Xingzhou almost instantly spread his Divine Sense across every inch of space around him!

But it was still too late; by the time he detected Fu Huaian, his Dantian had already been struck by a punch!

Yuan Xingzhou had no power to resist, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his body, which had just risen with the wind, rapidly crashed down again!

The already ravaged ground now had an even deeper, massive pit!

Amidst the flying debris, Yuan Xingzhou's Qi Sea churned, and his Spiritual Qi uncontrollably overflowed!

He endured the intense pain spreading throughout his body, gritted his teeth, and was about to get up when a gleaming white long sword already touched his glabella!

Yuan Xingzhou, his face pale, suddenly stiffened, his eyes trembling, and he lay half-reclined in the ruins, motionless!

The victor was decided!

Fu Huaian looked down at the circular pit on the ground, a calm expression on his handsome face.

The gentle breeze swept away the dust, revealing the scene in the pit to everyone's eyes.

Their Divine Sense had already detected the scene in the pit, but looking at it with their eyes, their hearts still surged with speechless shock.

The surrounding stands fell into silence, but the outer perimeter erupted in shouts like mountains calling and seas roaring!

They couldn't understand the details, but they could see that Yuan Xingzhou had been miserably defeated under Fu Huaian's offensive, and now he didn't dare to move!

Cao Chun, who had been愣 for a long time, regained his composure; he suppressed his inner astonishment, and his expression returned to normal.

He slowly rode the wind to a spot not far from Yuan Xingzhou, his voice gentle:

"Yuan Xingzhou, do you wish to continue the match?"

Yuan Xingzhou's gaze was not on the long sword at his forehead; his focus was on Fu Huaian in the long sky.

He felt the Sword Qi slightly piercing his glabella, but deep down, he didn't feel much unwillingness.

It was just that he suddenly felt an unspeakable absurdity.

Fu Huaian was like a merciless heavy hammer, fiercely shattering the arrogance and pride in his heart!

His title of Prodigy seemed like a huge joke in front of him!

Yuan Xingzhou's breathing gradually calmed from its intensity, and the expression in his eyes became even more resolute!

He looked at Cao Chun and gently shook his head.

Cao Chun nodded slightly, his voice reverberating in all directions!

"Fu Huaian wins. The next challenger may come up directly."

His gentle voice broke the silence of the surrounding stands; the Elders of the various major forces were stunned for a moment, then let out a long breath.

"Unbelievable, even Yuan Xingzhou was defeated so miserably, without even a chance to inflict a minor injury on Fu Huaian!"

"Fu Huaian's power cannot be judged by common sense; the strangeness of his final technique makes me have some unrealistic guesses…"

"Your guess is very likely true; although I don't know how he did it, he must have mastered some kind of spatial Dao pattern!"

"I, a majestic Elder of the Immortal Realm, cannot engrave Dao patterns and can only detect slight clues; for him to be able to use it, this is too crazy!"

…

The Elders of the various major forces exclaimed in admiration; they merely mentioned Yuan Xingzhou's defeat in passing, the real subject of repeated discussion focused on Fu Huaian's Dao patterns.

They couldn't fully understand what exactly happened, only inferring based on the course of the battle, but this had already left them dumbfounded!

As for the younger generation, their gazes towards Fu Huaian were filled with helplessness.

Even the most arrogant Genius felt a sense of inferiority when looking at his figure.

On the high platform, Zhou Yunxi and Xu Qingyao's jade-white small hands were clasped together, their excited faces flushed!

Nangong Jingyao's red lips were tightly pursed, her eyes sparkling.

Lü Yingying felt quite regretful; that night, such a good opportunity, she should have directly taken that boy!

As for women like Yao Qing, who inexplicably fell into the sea of love, there were countless more.

The bolder ones were already calling out in sweet voices, while the more reserved ones, like Yao Qing, blushed slightly as they etched his figure into their hearts!

In Dawei Flat.

Fu Huaian retracted his Baiyuan Sword, returning it silently to its sheath.

Yuan Xingzhou let out a long breath; the Qi Sea in his Dantian had calmed, and his face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

He slowly rose with the wind, solemnly cupped his hands slightly towards Fu Huaian, his voice deep.

"Fu Huaian, I am thoroughly convinced by my defeat in this battle, but no matter how high your talent, I believe I will not be left too far behind by you!"

Fu Huaian glanced at him and chuckled:

"You'll be more honest when you see me again in two years."

Yuan Xingzhou: "…"

Fu Huaian truly wasn't trying to deliberately discourage him; with his own advancement speed, after two years, Yuan Xingzhou truly wouldn't have the qualifications to fight him.

Yuan Xingzhou frowned and remained silent for a moment, then turned and left with a stern expression.

His defeat completely shattered the confidence of the remaining few Prodigies.

Even after Yuan Xingzhou had left for a long time, no other Prodigy came up.

After waiting for a long time, Cao Chun announced the result with a smile.

"The match is over, the first place is Fu Huaian!"

His gentle voice spread in all directions, and shouts rose and fell, echoing through the sky.

Fu Huaian's name would henceforth resound throughout the Great Min Dynasty and the southern part of Eastern Lin Province!

Cao Chun rode the wind to stand before Fu Huaian, smiling gently:

"Mr. Fu, congratulations."

Fu Huaian cupped his fists and nodded.

Cao Chun continued:

"Mr. Fu may proceed to the high platform; the first-place reward will be presented to you by His Majesty."

Fu Huaian smiled and cupped his fists again, then rode the wind away.

On the high platform, Zhou Yu walked around the square table, took a few steps forward, and stood at the edge, smiling as he looked into the distance.

Fu Huaian was worthy of such active respect from him.

Tens of thousands of gazes followed Fu Huaian, accompanying him to the high platform.

Fu Huaian, in his white robes, stopped before Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu, with Dragon shadows encircling him, showed no pretense whatsoever; he actively raised Fu Huaian's hands, which were cupped in a salute, and spoke cheerfully:

"Mr. Fu, today's match has once again greatly astonished Us."

Fu Huaian humbly shook his head.

Zhou Yu was extremely straightforward; with a flick of his sleeve, a long sword with restrained divine brilliance and an exquisite square wooden box appeared before Fu Huaian.

"The Shen Yuan Immortal Sword and the Ninghun Immortal Fruit; the first-place winner of this competition may choose one of them."