Chapter 65: Two Punches, Two Deaths

A proctor called out Fang Yu's name.

"Fang Yu, from the Da Li Dynasty? Could he be a disciple of that one's family?"

"Indeed, this Fang Yu is a disciple of the Fang family of Fang Qingxue; that Fang Qingxue just killed eight men and eight cranes, and her prestige is at its peak—now even her family's disciples have come to take the examination."

"I've assessed his strength—he's already reached the 8th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Valor; passing the outer sect disciple examination should be no problem at all."

"I'm also eager to see his performance. With this level of strength, passing the outer sect disciple examination is certain; if he can advance further and become an inner sect disciple, our merit will be great. If a disciple we tutor breaks through to become a true transmission disciple, we'll all receive even greater rewards."

As Fang Yu entered the arena, several proctors glanced at him and immediately knew his background.

Fang family disciple, disciple of Fang Qingxue, cultivation base already at the 8th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Valor.

All of them instantly became interested.

"Greetings, Elder."

Fang Yu bowed slightly, then turned his gaze forward.

"Hmm, bring out the Divine Power Golem."

The Elders all nodded, then summoned the Divine Power Golem.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Boom—

The gate swung wide open; the Divine Power Golem roared out, a dark shadow darting forward—a massive blue fist shattered through the air, howling as it slammed toward Fang Yu's head.

"Die."

Fang Yu watched the Divine Power Golem charge, his expression calm. As the golem's fist hurtled toward him, he stepped forward and punched out.

Boom—Boom—Boom!

A terrifying explosion erupted in that instant; the air shattered between their fists—the Divine Power Golem's fist split open instantly, shattered outright by Fang Yu's single punch.

Then another punch struck the golem's chest; that terrifying Divine Power Golem's chest caved in completely.

Thud.

The Divine Power Golem collapsed, slain outright.

That thud seemed to land in the hearts of every spectator, making them involuntarily swallow.

"Is he even human? Without weapons, he killed the Divine Power Golem with just two punches?"

"His movement speed is terrifying—I couldn't even see the golem's punch, yet he'd already countered and killed it with two punches?"

"How strong is his power? What realm has he truly reached?"

"If the Divine Power Golem possesses the strength of two Xuanhuang warhorses, Fang Yu's power seems far greater still!"

All the noble house disciples, imperial princes and princesses stared in shock; some men and women soon revealed clear intentions of courting him—they knew this Fang Yu of the Fang family was a formidable expert, well worth cultivating ties with.

If they could bring him over, their success rate on future missions would increase by several tenths.

"The Fang family disciple of the Da Li Dynasty is truly formidable!"

"Killed the Divine Power Golem with two punches—he's someone with extraordinary fortune."

"Excellent, Fang Yu, you've passed the outer sect disciple examination. No surprise, given your lineage."

Even the proctors wore satisfied expressions and immediately announced Fang Yu had passed, becoming an outer sect disciple.

"Wait here for now; once all disciples complete their examinations, the initiation ceremony will naturally be held."

One proctor spoke, his tone courteous.

"Yes, Elder."

Fang Yu nodded.

After killing the Divine Power Golem with two punches, he stood firm in the arena, cultivating his essence and enhancing his strength.

With sufficient Spirit Essence Pills, raising his strength was relatively easy—though reaching the 9th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Spirit Communication, still seemed to require a certain breakthrough.

"Fang Brother, you're truly incredible! I struggled desperately just to barely kill the Divine Power Golem, yet you dispatched it effortlessly. If you'll accept me, I'd be honored to befriend you."

Prince of the Blood Meng Yu of the Da De Dynasty approached, his expression gentle.

He had fully recovered from his injuries.

"Since we're both outer sect disciples, we should certainly visit each other and lend mutual support in the future."

Fang Yu smiled.

He did not refuse Prince of the Blood's overture; as fellow outer sect disciples, competition was inevitable, but mutual aid among some outer sect disciples was no harm.

He had long known outer sect disciples faced fierce competition—without forming alliances, survival was impossible. Some outer sect disciples knew of missions or Secret Realms; befriending them allowed joint expeditions.

It was not a bad thing.

"Excellent! To meet Fang Brother is truly a great fortune in life."

Prince of the Blood Meng Yu, seeing Fang Yu had truly accepted, beamed with delight.

He had realized this Fang Brother was extremely powerful—if he could be befriended, he would surely be useful in the future. If this Fang Brother advanced to inner sect disciple, perhaps even he himself could benefit.

Now that the alliance was truly formed, it was indeed a fine thing.