Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3307: The Biggest Dark Horse!

"You..."

Shaking with indignation, the Referee Elder found himself unable to argue back.

The tournament regulations clearly stated that any tactics were permissible provided no lives were lost.

Such rules existed specifically to ensure these young geniuses could push their limits and display their true potential.

Fen Wentian let out a disdainful smirk, "Furthermore, do not presume that your position as a referee grants you the right to bark at me.

You are merely at the Taiyi Xuanxian Middle Stage; in my eyes, you are nothing."

"Fen Wentian!!!"

The Referee Elder bellowed in rage. Immortal light erupted from his form as his hair and beard billowed wildly, releasing a titanic and oppressive pressure that shook the surroundings!

Fen Wentian responded with a mocking sneer, "What is this? Do you actually intend to strike me?"

"Brother Sun!"

"Control yourself, do not violate the rules!"

The surrounding referee elders and law enforcers rushed forward to intervene.

"Fen Wentian, offer an apology to Elder Sun this instant!"

One of the other elders commanded in a frigid tone.

"Apologize?"

Fen Wentian laughed scornfully, "He doesn't possess the qualifications to receive an apology from me!"

Having spat those words out, he turned his back and walked away without looking back.

At that very moment.

High in the distant heavens.

Atop a majestic ancient vessel, the leaders of several peak powers were enjoying tea and conversation.

Ye Wushang remarked with a chuckle, "Brother Fen, your Wentian remains as fierce and overbearing as ever!

If he keeps this up, the champion spot on this year’s Immortal Vault List will undoubtedly belong to him!"

Fen Tianya took a slow sip of his tea before shaking his head, "The tournament is in its infancy; the outcome remains shadowed in doubt!

Whether the boy can reclaim the top rank depends entirely on his future showings!"

Yan Jingyun spoke up with an indifferent air, "Brother Fen, my Juefeng has set his sights solely on the championship this time!

It is high time for a new name to grace the summit of the Immortal Vault List!"

Fen Tianya erupted into a hearty laugh, "Then we shall wait and see how these youngsters perform!

Should Juefeng truly seize the first place from Wentian, I will concede without complaint!"

"Friends, do not start the celebrations just yet.

That brat Yang Luo is also a participant in this competition."

Donghuang Shengling spoke up, his eyes narrowing as he mentioned the name.

Fen Tianya gave a cold, dismissive snort, "So what if that kid is participating? What kind of waves can a person like him possibly stir?

The moment he crosses paths with my Wentian, he will be utterly destroyed!"

Donghuang Shengling’s brow furrowed, "During the conflict three months ago, that boy had already broken through to the Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage!

Even those at the early stages of the Nine Heavens Immortal realm are no match for him!"

"What did you say?!"

Fen Tianya’s expression shifted instantly, "That brat has reached the Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage?!"

Ye Wushang gave a nod of confirmation, "Brother Fen, the boy indeed possesses a Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage Cultivation. His martial prowess is remarkably formidable."

"Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage, you say..."

Fen Tianya’s gaze turned icy, "To think he achieved such progress in just over a year—damn him!

But wait, why am I unable to detect the boy's Cultivation level?"

Donghuang Shengling replied, "The kid is likely utilizing a secret technique or a specific Dharma artifact to mask his true strength."

"It is merely the Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage, what reason is there to hide it?"

Ye Wushang sneered, "This time, my Jun Xie is armed with the Ancestor Artifact Hell Divine Tower. He won't necessarily fall to that brat!"

Fen Wentian added with a harsh edge to his voice, "My Wentian has also brought along an Ancestor Artifact. He will surely leave that kid in ruins!"

Donghuang Shengling squinted and lowered his voice, "Brother Fen, once the competition concludes, there is a matter we must discuss with you."

"What matter is that?"

Fen Wentian looked at him, visibly confused.

Donghuang Shengling simply stated, "We will speak of it after the tournament ends."

"Very well."

Fen Wentian nodded in agreement.

Just then.

Xiao Tengyu descended from the sky, flying in from afar.

He looked toward Fen Tianya with a frown, saying, "Brother Fen, your Wentian is crossing the line. This is a sparring match; why must he act with such cruelty?"

Fen Tianya let out a sigh, "Brother Xiao, I admit Wentian has a difficult temperament. I ask for your understanding.

Rest assured, I will speak with him later and tell him to show more restraint."

Donghuang Shengling let out a soft chuckle, "Brother Xiao, as long as they stay within the boundaries of the rules and avoid taking lives, we of the older generation shouldn't meddle too much!"

Ye Wushang joined in the laughter, saying, "Brother Xiao, if these kids are too afraid to go all out during sparring, then what purpose does this competition serve?

Furthermore, experiencing hardship and defeat is the only way for these youngsters to truly grow!"

Xiao Tengyu’s brow twitched. He inhaled deeply and said, "You ought to convince Wentian and Jun Xie to temper their ruthlessness, lest they create a terrible reputation!"

Fen Wentian replied with a flat tone, "Don't fret, we will certainly talk to them!"

"Hmph!"

Xiao Tengyu gave a cold snort before taking flight and departing the area.

Meanwhile.

In a different part of the sky.

"That bastard!"

Bujie squeezed his fist in a fit of rage, "Fen Wentian is genuinely malicious; he actually destroyed that person's future!"

Yun Longxiang spoke with a heavy expression, "This is how Fen Wentian has always operated. Anyone who faces him ends up either crippled or severely maimed!"

Zhu Yuan added coldly, "A man like that deserves no mercy!"

Yang Luo spoke up, warning them, "Brothers, if you are matched against Fen Wentian, Yan Juefeng, or Ye Junxie and realize you cannot win, concede immediately. Do not let your pride get you killed!"

Zhu Yuan and the others nodded solemnly.

The tournament marched on, growing more intense with every passing hour.

The average young prodigies were simply no match for the likes of Fen Wentian, Yan Juefeng, and Ye Junxie, often falling within just a few exchanges.

Simultaneously, led by Yang Luo, the group consisting of Zhu Yuan, Bujie, Xu Ying, Yun Longxiang, and Luo Xingchu carved a path through the brackets, defeating various Heavenly Pride from the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain.

Throughout these battles, Zhu Yuan, Bujie, and their companions gained a deeper understanding of their own limits and experienced several moments of enlightenment.

Time flowed by rapidly.

Before long, an entire week had passed.

As the competition reached the seven-day mark, the vast majority of contestants had been knocked out.

Only a few hundred elites remained, all of them now fighting for a spot in the top one hundred of the prodigy rankings.

"Good heavens, a full week has gone by, and Yang Luo, Fen Wentian, Yan Juefeng, and Ye Junxie have each fought over three thousand bouts without a single loss!"

"It makes sense for Fen Wentian, Yan Juefeng, and Ye Junxie to remain undefeated!

After all, they were the top ten of the previous Immortal Vault List and have reached the Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage!"

"But Yang Luo also being undefeated? That is simply incredible!"

"The most shocking part is that even after three thousand matches, Yang Luo hasn't even had to truly fight. No one can even figure out his Cultivation level or his real strength!"

"Regardless, Yang Luo is undoubtedly the biggest dark horse in this year’s Immortal Vault List struggle!"

The crowds were buzzing with speculation.

Whether they were friends or strangers to Yang Luo, everyone had developed an intense curiosity about him.

They were all desperate to know the true extent of Yang Luo’s Cultivation and who would be the one to finally force him to reveal his hidden power.

On the morning of the eighth day.

Upon the elevated stage of Purple Cloud Peak.

Two exceptional young warriors stood across from one another.

One was the "Nantian Emperor’s Son," Yun Longxiang.

Facing him was the "Nanyang Divine Son," Yun Feiyang.