As Du Qing stepped down, the remaining individuals quickly followed. In the end, the only one remaining was a young man facing Du Fei with a calm expression.

"Du Fei!" Du Fei gave a slight bow of his hand as a greeting.

"Du Han!" The person opposite also returned the gesture nonchalantly, immediately assuming a combative stance without any courtesy.

Seeing this, Du Fei's eyes lit up. This Du Han knew that he had the strength of the seventh level of body-forging, yet he dared to challenge him head-on. It seemed he was no ordinary opponent...

It appeared that he needed to take this fight seriously!

"Is that Du Han? Although he's not as high-profile as Du Qing, I heard that during the Clan Contest a year ago, he had already reached the sixth level of body-forging. By now, he should be at the seventh level, right?"

"Who do you guys think will win?"

"Even if Du Fei is a prodigy, he probably won't win! You know, even if he has a monstrous cultivation speed, when it comes to the seventh level of body forging, it's all about martial techniques. Martial techniques aren't something you can just pick up by reading a scroll. Without guidance from a renowned teacher, it will be tough..."

"It looks like Du Fei will lose this time! I was actually looking forward to seeing him face off against Cousin Du Qing!"

Below the arena, members of the Du Family began their discussions. They were keenly aware of their family members' strengths, and they swiftly analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of both sides.

Some of the elderly members of the Du Family who were very familiar with Du Tian from years past, now wanted to see if Du Fei displayed any of the brilliance Du Tian once had.

In the VIP seats, the gazes of Du Zhentian and others settled lightly on the stage.

Du Fei's cultivation talent was already astoundingly impressive, but how was his performance in martial techniques? This was something everyone looked forward to see!

"The core position is extremely important to me as well, so I won't hold back. Apologies!" With a rare smile on his face, Du Han fixed his gaze on Du Fei. Taking a deep breath, he stamped his foot hard on the ground. Like a cannonball, he charged towards Du Fei, simultaneously delivering a diagonal palm strike.

Facing Du Han's straightforward move, Du Fei took a deep breath. He stomped his foot on the ground and simultaneously launched a fierce punch!

This was Du Fei's first time fighting against someone at the same seventh level of body forging! The feeling of being evenly matched caused his blood to boil.

"Bang!"

In just an instant, their fist and palm collided forcefully. Their true breath also clashed simultaneously, causing a ripple to faintly emanate at the point of impact.

"Pfft!"

Du Han's face slightly paled. Although he remained in place, discerning eyes could see that he was at a slight disadvantage.

In contrast, Du Fei's feet tapped the ground several times, and his body slid back a few steps. Although his posture looked somewhat awkward, he seemed completely unharmed.

"Such an odd true breath. It seems I can't win against you without using martial techniques," Du Han said after taking a deep breath.

Du Fei responded with a smile, saying, "The feeling is mutual."

"Hmph!"

Du Han snorted lightly, and then his hands turned into fists. Immediately, a series of cracking sounds emanated from his entire body, unceasing and continuous.

"Du Han is about to use his signature technique!"

"It looks like Du Fei is in trouble now!"

"Not necessarily. Just now, Du Han was clearly at a disadvantage. If Du Fei has cultivated some martial techniques, it's hard to predict who'll win!"

"That's debatable. I've been in the Martial Cultivation Pavilion for so long, but I've never seen Du Fei practice any martial techniques, let alone learn from someone else! In my opinion, Du Fei is done for!"

Various discussions sounded, but they didn't affect the competitors in the arena in the slightest. Du Han's body continued to make those intense noises until, at a particular moment, they abruptly stopped. Simultaneously, his body moved in a slightly eerie arc, lunging towards Du Fei. The skin on his fist turned incredibly dark, and with a punch filled with an intense and piercing aura, he aimed straight for Du Fei's chest!

"Ninth-grade Martial Technique, Bone-Shattering Fist!"

The strong wind coming straight at him made Du Fei's hair stand on end. The fierce aura emanating from the fist made Du Fei understand that if this punch landed, even he might be forced to regretfully admit defeat!

Du Fei, who was born into a martial arts family, had a keen eye, so he could naturally discern that such a powerful martial technique would only bolster his opponent's momentum if he were to back down!

Therefore, he couldn't retreat. He could only advance!

His right hand clenched into a fist almost instantly. With a powerful stomp of his left foot, he left a deep footprint on the ground. At the same time, a roaring shout echoed in his heart.

"Counter Punch!"

"Bang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The two fists fiercely collided in a split second. Due to the intense friction of the true breath, explosive noises continuously resonated. Plumes of dust, spurred by the turbulence of the true breath, rose in all directions.

At a particular moment, the explosive noises suddenly ceased, and the surrounding dust settled. Everyone could clearly see the two figures, frozen in their post-collision stance, paused right on the spot.

The pause seemed to go on for a long time, feeling momentary yet eternal.

However, at some point, a faint noise abruptly rang out, followed immediately by...

"Pfft!"

Du Fei spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, landing at the edge of the arena. After hitting the ground, another mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth.

"As expected, huh?"

The audience showed unsurprised expressions as if they had expected this outcome. Everyone knew that Du Han had invested so much effort into mastering the Bone-Shattering Fist technique and even had guidance from famous teachers. In contrast, although Du Fei seemed to have also unleashed a martial technique just now, the current situation clearly displayed the victor and the vanquished!

"Hahaha! Du Fei! You think you can compete with me? Even a Du..." From below the stage, Du Qing laughed heartily. However, before his laughter could end, it abruptly halted...

"How is that possible?"

"Pfft!"

On the stage, Du Han, who was standing in place, suddenly shook. At the spot on his back, it seemed as though someone had struck him with a powerful punch. A ripple surged violently from his back, causing his clothes to burst open instantly, followed by a gush of blood spraying out.

As the blood spewed out, Du Han's face turned pale as paper, and the once bright and shining eyes became dim and lifeless.

"I lost to the Counter Punch! You are indeed strong..."

As the last word fell, Du Han's body shook violently and collapsed onto the stage, falling into unconsciousness.

"Boom!"

The moment when Du Han fell, the audience in the VIP seats all stood up suddenly, their faces revealing expressions of shock!

The members of the Du Family also had their jaws on the ground!

Though Du Han wasn't very famous within the Du Family, his strength was undeniable! And discerning individuals could see that he had thoroughly mastered the Bone-Shattering Fist technique!

Yet, with his strength, he still lost to Du Fei!

Could it be that this Du Fei a martial arts prodigy?

Not only was his cultivation speed incredibly fast, but he also seemed to grasp martial techniques intuitively without any guidance!

"Crack!"

This time, the other armrest of the chair was crushed into powder by Du Zhentian. Being the patriarch of the Du Family, he was extremely familiar with the family's martial techniques and was well-informed about the matters of the Martial Cultivation Pavilion.

"Half a month! He only went to the Martial Cultivation Pavilion once and then practiced on his own. In half a month, he has cultivated the Counter Punch to this level! This talent..." Du Zhentian had a shocked expression and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"This guy..." Lian Zhen clenched his already pale fist, murderous intent bubbling up within him.

The more outstanding Du Fei's performance, the more wary he became of him.

This shock persisted among the VIP seats for a moment. After a while, Du Xuanfeng took a deep breath and loudly declared, "For the first match, Du Fei wins!"

With Du Xuanfeng's announcement, everyone seemed to snap back to reality. This time, their gazes towards Du Fei were filled with pure astonishment!

On the Xuanwu Continent, no matter how you were born, if you possess martial talent, then you can receive true recognition!

Clearly, at this moment, Du Fei possessed such qualifications!

Seeing Du Han being carried away, Du Fei didn't say much. In this world of victors and vanquished, it was always this way.

He merely rubbed his chest slightly and then slowly walked down from the stage to the resting area designated for participants of the Clan Contest, and took a seat.

"I underestimated you! But now that you're injured, how will you compete with me later?" As he walked past Du Qing, Du Qing murmured to himself in a cold tone, "Now, you still have a chance to escape. Once you step into the arena, I'll make sure you'll never be able to cultivate martial arts again in this lifetime!"

Du Fei merely smiled faintly without replying, only shaking his head his lightly. The disdain on his face made Du Qing's fists clench even tighter.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

From the crowd, Little Ai quickly made her way to Du Fei's side, her face filled with concern.

"It's not a big issue. Although my internal organs were injured from the shockwave, it doesn't affect me much... My injuries only look severe on the surface!" Du Fei said casually with a cold smile.

"Young Master, you've spit out blood, and yet you still say the injuries are not serious?" Little Ai's face looked even more concerned.

Du Fei gave a mysterious smile and secretly stuck his tongue out at Little Ai. Only when she showed a look of realization did he whisper, "Silly girl, don't judge a book by its cover... If I appear more injured, Du Qing will surely be happier... With such severe injuries, there might be some loss of control over my true breath, right?... If... under my loss of control, I accidentally cripple Du Qing... What do you think, would anyone else have a reason to blame me?"

"So, Young Master, you're pretending!" While Little Ai's face still portrayed concern, her tone completely betrayed her thoughts, "I knew it. You always know how to manipulate others. How could you be at a disadvantage?"

"Silly girl, if you want to pretend to be worried, make it more convincing... or I'll spank you tonight as punishment!"

"Young Master, you... you're a pervert!" Little Ai grumbled, but she coordinated with Du Fei perfectly, the look of concern on her face intensifying even more than before.

Seeing this, Du Fei also played his part exceptionally well, showing a hint of pain in his expression, then slowly directing his gaze towards where Du Qing was.

Their eyes met briefly, and a faint smirk of disdain appeared on Du Qing's face, which he soon shifted away...

Du Fei sneered inwardly and thought to himself, "Du Qing, I've said it before, if you want to cripple me, I will certainly cripple you!"