I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Visible to the naked eye, the black lightning pattern spiritual aura radiated continuously, completely dispersing and covering Zhou Yinglin's spiritual field.

The entire Super Arena was completely enveloped by Xue Jing's 'Conqueror's Haki.'

"Humming——"

The air trembled, shaking like an earthquake, making everyone feel a physical numbness and coldness on their skin as they looked in shock at Xue Jing, who caused this supernatural phenomenon.

Among the more than two hundred thousand spectators, several thousand who were physically weak and in low spirits fainted on the spot, unconscious. This should have caused a commotion, but everyone was immobilized under the oppression of the actualized aura field, paying no mind to others, even if some noticed they were helpless to intervene.

The extraordinarily sturdy walls of the Super Arena cracked everywhere, and the pale blue repulsion membrane wrapping the main stage also kept trembling with ripples.

The few dozen contestants nearest to Xue Jing were almost all gritting their teeth and shivering.

"Rip—Rip—"

Two crisp sounds of tearing clothes, Zhou Yinglin looked down at his chest and left sleeve where his martial arts uniform had torn, his eyes slightly squinting.

Among the people present, only he and a few others who were quarter-finalists managed to protect themselves with their spiritual auras, isolating Xue Jing's imposing aura and going unaffected.

Zhou Yinglin tried to expand his spiritual aura outward.

But soon he realized, the aura around Xue Jing with the black lightning pattern was highly suppressive; whenever his aura expanded outside, it was immediately forced back, highly domineering.

Looking at the torn clothes, Zhou Yinglin understood.

It wasn't that Xue Jing's spiritual level surpassed his, but rather the effect of some god-given secret technique.

Mere Blessed One...

The blooming black lightning pattern gradually subsided, and Xue Jing slowly retracted his 'Conqueror's Haki,' and the silvery white in his pupils faded away, returning to their usual deep brown.

The extreme pressure dissipated, but not a single person in the venue spoke, silently staring at the astonishing youth.

Around him, the ground cracked, stones were thrown up, and uneven depressions formed, a complete mess.

"It seems you've declined my proposition."

Zhou Yinglin spoke lightly.

Xue Jing smiled and said with an unfluctuating tone, "Those who plant flags and sell heads, mere chickens and dogs, scram."

Zhou Yinglin's expression unchanged, "You should be grateful this isn't on the stage, it's illegal to kill you in public."

Xue Jing glanced at him, sighed, and said with a chuckle:

"If your strength were half as hard as your mouth, I really would have surrendered."

Zhou Yinglin turned and left without looking back, coldly saying, "You will see... the gap between a true genius and a commoner, an ignorant country bumpkin."

As Zhou Yinglin left, the cold oppressive air between the two antagonists also dissipated.

Inside the quiet Super Arena, noises gradually started to emerge.

"Monsters... these two monsters!!"

"It's been so many years since U19 had youths of this level emerge, this pressure is too exaggerated!"

"Someone has fainted here, quick, someone help!"

"How come I feel like Xue Jing is way tougher than Zhou Yinglin, his aura, how come it even has lightning?"

"Illusion, all illusions, that must have been some special technique..."

"Go ahead, try to trick yourself; Old Martial Arts isn't Neo Martial Arts, all techniques fit within a fixed framework, this physically damaging aura, probably not even a Limit-Breaking Grandmaster can do this..."

"Could there be some plot? Did Xue Jing practice Forbidden Skills and still participated in Old Martial Arts competition?"

"Zhou Yinglin participated, he is the disciple of the Eternal Warlord, who dares to plot against him..."

"Then what exactly happened, it's truly unbelievable..."

The commentator coughed, starting awkwardly, "Um, there seems to have been a little incident just now, but no matter, let's return to the competition..."

On the stage, Wei Junwu scratched his head.

Although Xue Jing's domineering aura was all blocked outside the repulsion membrane, and he had not personally felt it on the platform,

seeing the response of those outside the platform to the aura's suppression, and recalling his own repeated misunderstandings about Xue Jing and advice on how to deal with Zhou Yinglin...

Wei Junwu had an inexplicable premonition, feeling his cheeks slightly tingling as if about to be struck.

But he had no time to ponder more as his opponent had already attacked, and the two on the platform continued their battle.

In the contestant viewing area, Xue Jing stood at the edge, putting his hand on the fence that was twisted and deformed by his aura.

Apart from Yin Muhu, all the surrounding contestants unconsciously kept a distance of at least thirty meters from him, as if wary of a ferocious beast.

Then, another figure approached him at a leisurely pace, with a graceful and dignified manner, impeccable and elegant.

"Master Xue."

A soft, pleasant voice came from the side; Xue Jing turned his head toward the approaching Otogirusu Suzuka and immediately laughed:

"Suzuka... were you here just now?"

Otogirusu Suzuka smiled and nodded gently, her impeccably gorgeous face showing a tender smile:

"Yes, I've been watching you the whole time."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing teased, "Then you're not very loyal, Suzuka. I was bullied just now, and you just watched?"

"Master Xue, that hardly looked like you were being bullied." Otogirusu Suzuka chuckled softly, pointing her finger at the chaotic ground next to Xue Jing.