Tang Qian raised his foot high and proudly, he was the prince of the Eastern Dynasty, with a high position and great power. In front of people, he always maintained an air of mystery, but today, his loud laughter in front of his two opponents shed all pretenses, and he ridiculed them wholeheartedly.

  "Sun Zhen Dao, hurry up and cultivate. At your current speed, by the time I become a cultivator, you may not even become a Martial King of the Sect Master level." Tang Qian's words made Sun Zhen Dao's face turn as dark as ink.

  "Sudao Xing, previously I was only one realm higher than you. Now look, I'm two realms higher than you. How's that? The little Wu Wang of the 17th grade has to look up to a master-level Wu Wang like me?" Tang Qian sneered at Sun Zhengdao, starting to mock Sudao Xing.

  In Tang Qian's eyes, Su Dao Xing and Sun Zheng Dao were just insignificant people like ants, he was the dragon in the sky, while the two of them were just insects on the ground.

  Sun Zhen's eyes were cold and gloomy.

  Su Dao Xing glanced at Tang Qian and directly entered the Master-level Puppet Accompanying Practice Room. A moment later, he came out.

  "How is it possible!"

  Tang Qian sensed the aura emitted by Su Dao Xing, which was that of a Half-Step Sect Master. Just a moment ago, Su Dao Xing was still a 17th-rank Martial King, but in just this short period of time, he had become an 18th-rank Half-Step Sect Master-level Martial King. This rate of advancement was simply too fast!

  "Th...th..." Sun Zhen Dao sensed the aura on Su Dao Xing's body and was directly stunned, "Su Dao Xing, you went into the puppet practice room for a while and leveled up, did something strange happen in the practice room today?"

  Sun Zhen rushed into the Master-level Puppet Sparring Room like a whirlwind, and came out with a bruised nose and swollen face after a brief moment.

  Sun Zhen was furious, Tang Qian had been promoted to Grandmaster, and Su Dao Xing had been promoted to Half-step Grandmaster, the blow to him was too great.

  "One day, you will become a grandmaster." Tang Qianlin said to Sun Zhen as he walked away, his words mocking Sun Zhen mercilessly.

  Only Su Dao Xing and Sun Zheng Dao were left in the courtyard, while Quan Heng, Kong Yue, Yue Tian Wu, and Tang Qian had all become Master-level figures and left the Holy Island to cultivate at the Seven Saints Institute, no longer residing in this courtyard.

  Su Dao Xing returned to the small building, saw the white fox lying on the bed, took a glance and went up to the top floor to cultivate. He had just entered the practice room and forcibly advanced one realm, now he needed to consolidate his realm.

  Su Dao Xing sat cross-legged, his mind stirred, and his spirit became clear and bright. He became a half-step master, and his eyesight, hearing, perception, and concentration were further enhanced. The meridians in his body expanded slightly, and the acupoints enlarged by a fraction. These were all real benefits brought about by advancing to the next level.

  What surprised Su Dao the most was that he felt a kind of solidification in his soul, not condensing into flesh and blood, but a kind of inexplicable solidification.

  For several days in a row, Su Dao and Xing woke up to consolidate their own half-step Zongshi realm.

  Four students who excelled in the entrance examination, Xu Zhi Xiong, Fang Xue Qin, Qi Qiguan and Tang Qing Song, moved into the same courtyard where Su Dao Xing and Sun Zheng Dao lived.

  "This is where Quan Heng used to live, I'll choose this one." Xu Zhi Xiong entered the small building where Quan Heng used to reside.

  Fang Xueqin moved into the small building where Tang Qian used to live.

  Qi Qiguang and Tang Qingsong both chose a small building to live in.

  The sun shines everywhere!

  Sun Zhendao was cultivating Double Dragon Blade in another courtyard.

  Su Dao Xing heard the noise and walked out of the small building, coming to another yard.

  Tang Qingsong and Qi Qiguang walked out of the small building, casting a glance at Su Daowei and Sun Zhendao.

  Tang Qingsong's skin was dark and he looked rather gloomy. He was a student from the Ministry of Justice, specializing in handling prison affairs.

  Qiqiguang is a young master of the Qi family, a noble family on the west side of the Eastern Imperial Dynasty. He has the appearance of a refined gentleman and always greets people with a "ha".

  "Ah. Good morning." Qi Qiguang bowed with his fists clasped together towards Su Dao Xing and Sun Zhengdao.

  Two men faced each other with fists clenched.

  "General Sun, I've heard you're the war god of the military, undefeated in battles against a hundred generals. Why don't we have a match?" Tang Qing Song was already a Half-Step Grandmaster when he entered the Holy Institute, back then Sun Zhen Dao was still a Sixteen Tribulation Martial King and couldn't challenge him. Today, seeing that Sun Zhen Dao had become a Half-Step Grandmaster, his heart itched with desire to engage in a fierce battle with him.

  "I've never heard of you." Sun Zhen said was the truth, the Tang Qingsong in front of him was indeed unknown, if not for the half-step master's aura emanating from his body, no one would have associated him with a strong person.

  "You're not just seeing me, the number one person today. Tang QingSong, the imperial court's judicial officer." Tang QingSong exuded an aura of authority, with a mountain and sea of blood behind him, having used corporal punishment to kill nearly eight hundred people, he was also a ruthless man.

  Sun Zhen's aura was emitting his own will, and the will behind him was also a terrifying vengeful spirit wailing, he had killed countless people in the great war, and was simply a god of killing.

  Tang Qingsong and Sun Zhendao were of the same ilk, both having emerged from the bloody mountains and seas as ruthless executioners who had killed countless people, with hearts more merciless than steel, and never batting an eyelid when taking lives.

  The holy temple actually recruited two executioners, and the two of them tarnished that sacred word.

  "Please!"

  "Please!"

  Tang Qingsong drew two daggers from his waist and pounced on Sun Zhengdao.

  Sun Zhendao swung his twin dragon blades forward.

  Two figures touched and parted immediately.

  Tang Qingsong was covered in knife wounds.

  Sun Zhen's body was stabbed with a dagger, and visible white bones were exposed in the blood holes.

  "Kill!"

  Two loud roars, two figures clashed again.

  Hmph!

  Tang Qingsong was forced back by Double Dragon Blade's single slash, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  Sun Zhen ignored the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and took advantage of the momentum to counterattack, his twin dragon blades emitting arched knife auras that left scars on Tang Qingsong's body.

  Sun Zhen Dao suppressed Tang Qing Song's punch.

  "I've lost!" Tang Qingsong finally admitted defeat. "Sun Zhendao is indeed the war god of the military department, I, Tang, concede."

  "What about you?" Sun Zhen's tone was as eerie as a demon god, his icy gaze, like that of the god of death from hell, stared at Qi Qiguang.

  Qiqi Guang's heart skipped a beat, he pointed at Su Dao Xing and said: "I want to have a match with Su Dao Xing."

  Su Dao woke up and stared at Qi Qiguang in surprise.

  Qiqiguang is a half-step master, from a large family background, able to live in this separate courtyard, his strength must be very strong.

  "Please!"

  Su Dao Xing was thinking of finding someone to try his hand and see how much his recent strength had improved.

  "Please!"

  Qiqi Guangsan emitted his own will, and an ancient tree appeared behind him.

  The western part of the Dongtu Empire is a boundless forest, and most of the people's livelihoods there are related to plants.

  The meaning of Qi Qigong's repair is ancient tree.

  Splash!

  Qiqiguang casually opened a fan with one hand and fanned it once. A thick fog shot towards his opponent like a small snake.

  The Eastern Emperor's dynasty has many poisonous obstacles in the West. The dense fog he shoots out is a kind of poisonous obstacle that can contaminate the true energy of the Martial King.

  Su Dao Xing waved his hand casually, and the water vapor in the air condensed into a wall of water to block the thick fog.

  "What kind of technique is this that can condense steam into a defensive wall?" Sun Zhen and Tang Qingsong exclaimed in unison.

  Seeing that his own poisonous darts were ineffective against his opponent, Qi Qiguang casually waved his fan, and the toxic needles on it shot out like a swarm of bees.

  Su Dao Xing casually shot out the yin-yang fish darts, blasting to smithereens those flying poisonous needles. With a flick of his sleeve, he retrieved the twin fish darts.

  "Huh?"

  Qiqiguang suddenly felt dizzy, his head spinning and the ground seemed to have flipped with the sky. He was about to move when he felt a heavy sensation underfoot, as if his feet were being sucked into the ground beneath him.

  "Despicable!" Qi Qiguang exerted force with both legs, shaking off the suction force that was transmitted from the ground.

  Splash!

  A dazzling flash of knife light flashed before his brow, and a blood mark appeared on his brow, with drops of blood dripping to the ground.

  Qi Qiguang was cut down by Su Daoxing with a single knife at his brow, he lost.

  He lost inexplicably and Qi Zhiguang felt a pang of suffocation in his heart.

  Su Dao Xing's body has a section of Earth Spirit Pulse and a section of Water Spirit Pulse, which can sense water molecules and earth molecules, and can activate some water and earth attribute attack secret methods.

  Su Dao Xing utilized the water attribute's vapor to condense a wall of water, blocking the poisonous obstacle. He also used the earth attribute's soil suction to immobilize Zhe Qi Guang's feet for a moment. This was all due to his mastery of the two major attributes, allowing him to manipulate objects with these properties in such a way that only a master who had cultivated the Spiritual Pulse could accomplish.

  "There is no cultivation of a grandmaster, but there are the means of a grandmaster. Su Dao Xing is truly profound and unfathomable." Tang Qing Song's eyes were venomous, seeing through Su Dao Xing's methods.

  Sun Zhen's eyesight was no worse than Tang Qing's, and he naturally saw that Su Dao Xing had used the sect master's tactics.

  Only Qi Guang still didn't understand why he would lose in such a mysterious way.

  Xu Zhi Xiong and Fang Xue Qin walked out and greeted Su Dao Xing and Sun Zheng Dao.

  "Xu Zhi Xiong, I heard you're among the top ten in the Hundred Arts Assembly. Why don't you paint a picture for us to appreciate?" Qi Qiguang had lost to Su Dao, and he was harboring a pent-up anger in his heart, wanting Xu Zhi Xiong to paint a picture to vent out his frustration.

  "Even if the master of the Qi family came, he wouldn't have the right to order me to paint. And as for you, you're just a disciple of the Qi family. When you become the sect leader, I might consider painting one for you. Now, you're only half a step away from becoming the sect leader, not good enough." Xu Zhiyong glanced at Qi Qiguang with a scornful smile.

  A sentence "not qualified" made Qi Qiguang lose face, he looked at Fang Xueqin.

  Fang Xueqin spoke up first: "The Empress Dowager once said that if I didn't want to play the zither, even if the Emperor himself came, I wouldn't have to play."

  Qi Qiguang suddenly remembered that the zither player in front of him was the emperor's adopted sister, and she wasn't someone he could afford to provoke.

  "Hmph!" Qi Qiguang coldly snorted, flung his sleeve and returned to his residence with a gloomy face.

  Tang Qingsong and four others bowed with their fists together and headed towards the Master's Puppet Accompanying Practice Room.

  Sun Zhen Dao went to the Xiuzhen Realm Puppet Training Room, where he was stimulated by Tang Qian and Su Dao Xing. He wanted to break through the boundary as soon as possible and become a Sect Master-level Martial King.

  Su Dao Xing bowed to Fang Xueqin and Xu Zhi Xiong, then began practicing the curved knife technique in another courtyard.

  Fang Xueqin brought her zither and played it in the other courtyard, the sound of the zither was melodious and attracted a flock of swallows flying around above the other courtyard.

  Xu Zhi Xiong picked up a branch and drew a sand painting on the sandy ground in another courtyard, where every scene and object came to life.