Huangfu Guo harboured an intense, bone-deep hatred towards the Yuhua Sect, particularly Fang Han, yet could do absolutely nothing about it. However, he knew that Fang Han was protected by a Heavenly Monarch. Killing him now was the sole opportunity; during the Heavenly Court genius battle, even a Heavenly Monarch could not intervene.
Not only him, but experts from numerous sects shared the same thought.
To execute Fang Han, now was the absolute best time.
There were even some hidden Emperors who began to confer empowerment, transferring their own magic power into the bodies of some genius disciples in an attempt to boost their strength, slay Fang Han on the spot, and seize the championship.
Some mysterious Sons of Slaughter, Sons of Chaos, divine prison enforcement disciples, and genius disciples gathered by the Eternal Heavenly Monarch were no exception, trying every possible method to massacre Fang Han.
Because everyone had discerned it, this Fang Han absolutely possessed the bearing to win the championship.
"So much killing intent coming from all directions. It is a pity, what a pity! Will these people clearly be disappointed today? My Dao of calculation has now reached a peak; with a casual thought, I know exactly what you are thinking and what items you intend to use to kill me. I foresee the enemy's moves; the cicada anticipates before the autumn wind stirs. How could you possibly do anything to me? You are merely my stepping stones."
Fang Han closed his eyes, operating the future, and discovered vast amounts of killing intent coming from the void.
He could even distinguish which person these killing intents came from, what that person looked like, what their divine abilities and cultivation were, and even their psychological activities. What trump cards they had were almost completely clear to him. Even if they were Emperors, unless they were in the As Old as Heaven and Earth realm, they held no secrets at all. In front of him, they were practically transparent.
"Let this Feng Yuan be arrogant, little does he know that I secretly obtained an 'Apocalypse Divine Thunder' refined from the aura of destruction from the previous era. When the time comes, I'll hit it into his body, causing him to swell up, and I can take his life in passing."
This was the inner thought of a Heavenly Court divine prison enforcement disciple who had cultivated to the Sage realm.
"The Eight部 Pagoda, so what? I happen to have a treasure that counters the Dragon Race, the Dragon Escaping Stake. It is a divine artifact forged by the ancient Wu Race, specifically for capturing the Dragon Race. Let me see what treasure you have to counter it? This is a great opportunity for me, Xie Wushan, to make a name for myself. The world does not know of me, Xie Wushan, but this time, I will become world-famous in one fell swoop!"
This was the inner thought of a genius gathered by the Eternal Heavenly Monarch…
Many inner thoughts plotting against Fang Han were deciphered one by one by the calculations and reduced to a single noise. At this very moment, Fang Han was just like the legendary eternal Great Dao; the moment a sentient being's thought arose, he knew it.
The bell chimed once more.
The fourth round of the genius battle had ended.
All the Yuhua Sect disciples returned. Some injured disciples were promptly healed by Fang Han. These disciples slew their opponents, obtained all their opponents' magic treasures and medicinal pills, and also received the Heavenly Court's rewards. The harvest was tremendous.
Especially Xu Muyun, who actually acquired a talisman refined by a powerhouse As Old as Heaven and Earth. It was a trump card that her opponent, Huangfu Xin of the Huangfu Family, had not had time to use.
Furthermore, Xu Muyun used the Myriad Forms Dragon Transformation Incantation to refine all of Huangfu Xin's divine abilities, cultivation, and magic treasures. The Heavenly Court's rewards were also growing increasingly generous; King Grade spirit veins had actually appeared.
If this continued, the strength of the Yuhua Sect would probably truly advance by leaps and bounds.
However, Fang Han knew that the subsequent battles would become increasingly cruel. Basically, the Yuhua Sect disciples would not have many chances to enter the battlefield, because after a few rounds of fighting, all those who hadn't died were the experts among experts.
Taking the championship, however, was something Fang Han had claimed. Who else but me could be the King of Geniuses?
After the fourth round of battles concluded, there was a rest of about two to three hours. Disciples of the major sects hurriedly treated their injuries; some were receiving empowerments, some were comprehending, and some even broke through realms on the spot.
Before the sun hid into space, the sunset's brilliance illuminated the Heavenly Court. The war drums rolled again. The setting sun was like blood, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air.
The halos on the thrones of all the sects flashed once again. Many experts received information regarding their matching opponents.
As usual, Fang Han ran calculations for the numerous Sacred Children of the Yuhua Sect. Those who were confident in winning set out for the arena; those without confidence abstained, preserving the seed.
His calculating ability had increased countless times. This time, his calculations almost operated in tandem with the Great Dao, filling all the disciples with profound admiration. Enlightenment blossomed in their hearts again. Some disciples who had been long unable to break through their realms finally did so. In particular, Sun Shihua actually triggered a Sage Tribulation, advancing to the Sage Immortal realm right before the battle, becoming a true Sage.
Fang Han naturally assisted him, stifling the Sage Tribulation into formlessness to temper his physique and cultivate his physical body.
Right at this crucial moment of last-minute preparations, the halo on Fang Han's throne also flashed. Talismans condensed into the next opponent he was to face: "Huangfu Family, Martial Tyrant Huangfu Fei!"
"En?"
Fang Han's mind stirred, a faint smile appearing on his face as he walked out. He entered directly into the Heaven and Earth Battle Arena.
With a flash of light, the form of the "Martial Tyrant" Huangfu Fei appeared before him.
"Brother Huangfu, long time no see," Fang Han said indifferently.
"Feng Yuan!" Huangfu Fei shot his gaze directly over like a thrusting strike. "I am known as the Martial Tyrant. Since birth, I possessed extraordinary martial arts talent. When I was a Heaven Immortal, I could grapple with Mystic Immortals, and after advancing to the Mystic Immortal status, I could even slay Golden Immortals. Ascending all the way to the present, I can be said to be invincible. No one can compare to me. But your appearance ended my myth of invincibility and left a shadow in my heart. Therefore, you must die and become my stepping stone, so that I may take a step further on the path to becoming a Supreme Heavenly Monarch!"
"Therefore, you must die! Feng Yuan!"
The Martial Tyrant Huangfu Fei took a step forward. Suddenly, a streak of Wuxu energy rushed out from above his head. Within that energy, a large cauldron appeared. This large cauldron rotated slowly, its Kingly presence ready to explode at any moment.
"King Grade Immortal Weapon, Wuxu Cauldron?"
Fang Han opened his eyes and looked. "Martial Tyrant Huangfu Fei, you should know the gap between you and me. Although this Wuxu Cauldron is an ancient King Grade Immortal Weapon, it still falls short of my Eight部 Pagoda. If you are so full of confidence, unleash whatever other methods you have!"
"Hmph! I have already cultivated to the Sage realm and possess a King Grade Immortal Weapon, more than enough to contend with you. You say my Wuxu Cauldron is inferior to your Eight部 Pagoda, then show me just how formidable that Eight部 Pagoda truly is. Bring it out." Huangfu Fei's expression remained calm as he immersed himself into a peculiar martial arts state.
"The realm of Myriad Hearts Return to One?"
Fang Han's expression flickered.
This was an extremely profound martial arts realm spoken of in legends.
"Make your move, bring out your magic treasure. With just your own strength, you are not my match," Huangfu Fei said quietly, appearing to wait for Fang Han to strike first.
"Huangfu Fei, you have something on you that can suppress my Eight部 Pagoda, right?" Fang Han did not attack, but calmly stated, "So, you want me to bring out the Eight部 Pagoda in order to capture it. If my guess is correct, that item on you is a talisman. It must have been refined by your Huangfu Family's ancestor, Huangfu Bi'an. He is a figure equal to a Supreme Heavenly Monarch. He refined this talisman because he wants to take my Eight部 Pagoda back for research? His own body is forged from magic treasures, so he is acutely sensitive to items like the Eight部 Pagoda and naturally wishes to study it. Pity, what a pity, such a change cannot be concealed from me."
"What…" Listening quietly to Fang Han's words, a sliver of panic suddenly flared in the Martial Tyrant Huangfu Fei's eyes. He had absolutely not expected that Fang Han actually knew this matter like the back of his hand.
"No one can hide anything from me." Divine light surged brilliantly in Fang Han's eyes. It seemed to possess a special magic, causing the flow of time around him to slow down.
His gaze penetrated to the deepest parts of Huangfu Fei's body, where an inconspicuous talisman lay quietly. This was a fatal threat he felt from Huangfu Fei, sensed by the calculating ability born from his recently surging Dao attainment.
"Kill!"
Huangfu Fei had not expected Fang Han to actually expose his conspiracy. In his calculations, he was supposed to engage Fang Han in combat, keeping him entirely occupied, and then strike the talisman into the Eight部 Pagoda in one fell swoop, seizing Fang Han's magic treasure for his own use and slaying the opponent.
But now, with the scheme exposed, flying up in great shock, he launched fierce attacks with both hands, unexpectedly attempting to execute the plan ahead of time.
"Too late!"
Boom!
Fang Han's form rose resembling a demon god. His left hand threw a punch, unleashing the five major killing stances of the Doctrine of the Mean Divine Fist: "Condemned by All", "Infamous for Eternity", "Anger of Men and Gods", "Sins too Numerous to Record", and "Destroyed by Heaven and Earth".
Simultaneously, his right hand abruptly shifted, similarly unleashed five divine fists of enduring righteous noble spirit and leaving a good name for a hundred generations. One reverse, one forward, forming the complete ten stances of the Doctrine of the Mean Divine Fist. This was one of the highest absolute arts of the Confucian civilisation, a peerless martial art comparable to the Good Fortune Divine Fist and the Origin Divine Fist.
"Martial Tyrant Huangfu Fei, you have only cultivated fragments of the reverse five stances of the Doctrine of the Mean Divine Fist. I will now let you see what a truly complete set of the Doctrine of the Mean Divine Fist looks like. You style yourself the Martial Tyrant, claiming your comprehension of the martial dao can pierce the heavens and earth, but I will now let you know what is called childish. These forward five stances of the divine fist are ones I just calculated. By dying under these fists, you can consider a wish fulfilled."
With a shake of his body, Fang Han transformed into an eternal Confucian King, commanding righteousness, status, the orthodox path, benevolence… Both fists launched ten stances, smashing out.
"A Good Name for a Hundred Generations", "Peace for Ten Thousand Generations", "Magnificent Chapter of a Prosperous Age", "The Benevolent is Invincible", "The Brave is Fearless"!
Fang Han's voice let out a long cry, word by word. The ten stances of the Doctrine of the Mean Divine Fist displayed the true elegance of the Confucian civilisation. Both the reverse and forward five stances had been completely calculated by him. He had long wanted to figure out the other five stances of the Doctrine of the Mean Divine Fist; they had merely been budding in his mind. But having suddenly received a portion of the Samsara Daoist's Dao attainment legacy, his calculating power grew a thousand-fold, enabling him to calculate all the other five stances in a mere instant.