Chapter 1182: Displaying One’s Skill Before a Master Craftsman

“What are you, trying to settle accounts with me?” The silver-robed woman spoke calmly, her tone still icy.

“Hand over the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold Arrow.” Shi Hao stepped forward, his gaze fixed on this arrogant woman. He felt no goodwill toward her and was ready to take her down.

“Ridiculous. She lost fair and square—betting means accepting defeat. The Seven-Colored Immortal Gold Arrow naturally belongs to me now.” Jin Yun sneered, her expression cold.

“You’re despicable! You clearly promised a duel using the Laws of the Present Era—not my words, but your own restriction. Why did you suddenly attack with immortal energy?” Feng Wu fumed.

“How laughable. Did I ever say that? Or are you just bitter about losing? Do you really think my mastery of the Laws of the Present Era is inferior to yours? How foolish. A wild girl from the lower realm like you dares to challenge me? Even if we fought again, you’d still lose!” Jin Yun’s words were sharp and cutting.

“Fine, fine, fine. Since you insist, I hope you won’t be crying for mercy later.” Seeing how shameless she was, refusing to admit her deceit, Feng Wu decided to say no more. She left it to Shi Hao to handle.

“Do you think you’re so impressive? Flaunting that arrogance in front of Feng Wu—breaking the rules with a sneak attack is one thing, but acting like it’s justified?” Shi Hao’s voice was cold.

“Should I show mercy to a weakling? This is the Celestial Deity Academy, not some backward Three Thousand Dao Provinces, not her lower realm. Survival of the fittest—if she’s weak, that’s her fault. Losing means surrendering the Immortal Gold Arrow. Isn’t that just natural? How absurd!” Jin Yun retorted.

Amidst the crowd, she moved gracefully, her posture elegant. Though she knew Shi Hao was a formidable opponent, she refused to show weakness.

Secretly, she prepared to unleash her strongest strike!

**Boom!**

Beams of light surged around Shi Hao’s body, like towering pillars supporting the heavens, radiant and majestic.

This was his innate vigor, the manifestation of his refined essence—not a deliberate act, but a natural release.

The crowd gasped, stepping back. Without a doubt, this man’s physical body was terrifying. Those who walked the path of the Laws of the Present Era understood—only a body refined to an extreme level could achieve this.

**Boom!**

At that moment, a small seal shot from Jin Yun’s glabella, spinning rapidly as it pressed toward Shi Hao. At such close range, evasion was nearly impossible.

But Shi Hao had no intention of dodging.

The jade-green seal, carved with ancient glyphs, exuded both freshness and archaic charm—yet it crushed the void beneath its weight.

The onlookers shuddered. The seal was barely an inch in size—how could it be so heavy? Its power was terrifying.

Where it passed, space twisted and collapsed, its divine might unimaginable.

**Clang!**

A deafening metallic clang resounded as the youth’s fist collided with the seal capable of splitting the void. Brilliant runes erupted between them.

Was his fist comparable to a rare treasure?!

Another strike—his fist blazed like a miniature sun, smashing into the seal with dazzling radiance, sending it flying with a resounding clang.

Shi Hao was surprised. It hadn’t shattered.

Jin Yun was even more shocked. Who was this youth? To withstand such a treasure—this was no ordinary artifact!

“Submit!” Jin Yun commanded, urging the treasure onward.

The seal glowed emerald, rapidly expanding until it blotted out the sky, transforming into a colossal mountain that oppressed the heavens.

“The Heaven-Overturning Seal!” someone cried out in recognition.

“To be precise, a replica. If it were the real thing, who could withstand it?” others murmured, their eyes gleaming.

Even as a replica, it was astonishing. Replicating supreme treasures was near-impossible—both in materials and the unfathomably complex runes required. Few families, even ancient ones, could achieve this.

Such replicas usually came from illustrious immortal clans—those who had glimpsed the legendary originals.

The Heaven-Overturning Seal now loomed like a primordial mountain, exuding a savage aura as if it carried the weight of an entire wasteland.

**Boom!**

As the seal descended, Shi Hao roared and charged, summoning endless lightning to clash against it.

Amidst the violent collision and blinding radiance, the battlefield erupted. Mountains crumbled under the seal’s descent, flattened by sheer divine force.

Though a replica, its power was staggering.

When the light faded, Shi Hao stood beneath the seal, like a demon god bearing an ancient peak!

“He’s suppressed!” someone cheered.

“Sister Jin Yun is incredible! No one can break this technique!”

The silver-robed woman panted, her face pale from the exertion. Only Shi Hao’s overwhelming presence had forced her to reveal this treasure.

“Suppress me? You overestimate yourselves.” The man beneath the seal spoke, his gaze sharp as lightning. Slowly, he straightened his back!

His body erupted with radiant light, strands of it coiling like willow branches into divine chains that bound the seal.

**Boom!**

The mountain shrank rapidly, reverting to a jade-green seal barely an inch tall—now clutched in his hand.

“Quite sturdy. A decent weapon—good for smashing people.” Shi Hao remarked, refining it with bone texts before swallowing it whole.

“You—return my treasure!” Jin Yun raged.

“By your own logic—survival of the fittest. As the loser, isn’t your treasure now mine?” Shi Hao mocked.

The silver-robed woman’s expression darkened. This youth was far more formidable than she’d anticipated.

“Friend, is this worth it? For a girl from the barbaric wilds?” Jin Yun said coolly.

“Barbaric wilds?” Shi Hao questioned.

“That wild girl is from the Three Thousand Dao Provinces—a desolate land compared to the Nine Heavens. You and I could be allies. No need to fight over her.”

“You’re digging your own grave,” Feng Wu chuckled, unbothered.

“Too bad. I’m also from the ‘barbaric wilds.’ No friendship here—just beating you into a pulp.” Shi Hao’s voice was icy.

The crowd erupted in shock. This man was also from the Three Thousand Dao Provinces? How had they never heard of him?

“You’re from that wasteland?!” Jin Yun’s eyes turned frigid as she retreated.

Shi Hao’s gaze grew colder.

**Boom!**

Jin Yun struck first, summoning a gluttonous beast to seize the initiative. There was no reconciliation now—words had sealed their fate.

The beast, capable of devouring mountains and rivers, loomed monstrously under the sky.

But Shi Hao was unmatched in physical might. He charged, flipping the beast with sheer brute force.

The spectators gaped. How savage was this man?

**Hum!**

Shi Hao’s fist resonated with the void, smashing into the beast. Though formed of runes, it was indistinguishable from reality—its maw reeking of blood, capable of swallowing even the void itself, plunging the surroundings into darkness.

Yet it suffered grievously. Three punches shattered its spine, sending it crashing down, dissipating into runes.

Simultaneously, Shi Hao spread his arms like a divine Roc, diving toward Jin Yun with golden wing-trails in his wake.

**Boom!**

She resisted with her own techniques, shouting, “I’ll fight you with the Laws of the Present Era!”

But she was outmatched. Even the academy elders had acknowledged only Shi Hao and Cao Yusheng had truly transcended in this path.

**Thud!**

Shi Hao shattered her techniques with a kick, then swept his leg, sending her coughing blood.

Jin Yun summoned multiple treasures, but Shi Hao crushed them mid-charge.

She shifted positions, avoiding direct confrontation, hoping to bombard him from afar.

Yet when she realized his body and techniques were both peerless, terror gripped her. Some runes didn’t even affect him.

**Swoosh!**

His hand shot forth like a dragon’s claw, tearing space. Jin Yun barely dodged, but her robe was shredded to ashes in his grip.

Her bare arm, though untouched, reddened under the mere force of his aura.

“Die!”

As Shi Hao closed in, Jin Yun secretly unleashed two strands of immortal energy—blades aimed at his neck.

“You’ll never understand the terror of two immortal energies!” she hissed, coldly triumphant.

The crowd gasped.

Feng Wu cursed, “Shameless! Breaking your word again!”

“Time to die,” Jin Yun declared.

Yet her words meant nothing. Shi Hao casually caught the two energies in his palm.

“What?!”

Horror dawned on her. Not only was his mastery of the Laws of the Present Era superior—even her immortal energies were outmatched. Three faint strands shimmered in his grasp.

**Thud!**

He seized her throat, yanking her forward.

“Is this all you’ve got? What’s there to be proud of?” His cold words lashed like a whip, burning her with shame.