The pressure of a Golden Core True Person, not diffused, but focused entirely on one person, how terrifying would its power be?
Fang Ming soon saw the result.
The Lei family cultivator who stepped forward, after receiving the Golden Core pressure, his pores burst open, and blood sprayed out in all directions. He was on the verge of death.
Fang Ming would not comment on this person's intelligence for now, but he was also at the seventh level of Condensing Pulse. Without True Person Dao Xuan making a move, just a pressure was enough to cripple a seventh-level Condensing Pulse cultivator to this extent, showing the terror of a Golden Core True Person.
"Which one of you is of his clan? Take him to be treated." True Person Dao Xuan said coldly.
Hearing this voice, Fang Ming knew that True Person Dao Xuan had not used his full strength when suppressing people with pressure earlier. Otherwise, this person would have died directly, and he wouldn't have said to take him for treatment.
Clearly, this person could still be saved.
As True Person Dao Xuan's words fell, several Lei family cultivators quickly stepped forward and dragged him away for treatment.
In the eyes of the Lei family members, this cultivator looked like he was close to death. Although he could likely be saved, even if he was saved, his potential would be ruined.
From now on, his path to cultivation was hopeless.
Although True Person Dao Xuan did not directly kill him, he had still ruined his life.
If someone else had done this to a Lei family genius, even a cultivator at the Dao Foundation realm, it would have enraged the Lei family, and they would have sent out all their experts for revenge.
But True Person Dao Xuan made a move…
The Lei family members did not dare to be angry. They even had to pretend they were not angry, because True Person Dao Xuan was not a Dao Foundation cultivator, but a Golden Core True Person!
The strongest in their Lei family was only at the Pseudo-Core realm. How could they dare to resist True Person Dao Xuan?
The Pseudo-Core realm, in the end, was still the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm. It was a completely different major realm from the Golden Core realm!
The Lei family ancestor was only at the Pseudo-Core realm. There was no possibility of him resisting a True Core.
What's more…
Even if they could win, they couldn't fight.
This True Person Dao Xuan was not a rogue cultivator Golden Core, but belonged to a sect.
He was backed by a major sect like the Lingxiao Sect!
Such a sect dominated an entire province.
There were even Nascent Soul Ancestors.
How could the Lei family afford to provoke this True Person Dao Xuan?
Therefore, no matter how angry they were in their hearts, resenting True Person Dao Xuan for making a fuss and ruining a Lei family genius… they had to swallow their pride.
Fang Ming, on the other hand, watched this scene with a cold eye and said, "Serves him right."
In a public place, facing a Golden Core True Person directly, and daring to speak out against him in front of everyone, yet lacking the strength to do so, wasn't this courting death?
Let alone that True Person Dao Xuan seemed to have a bad temper, even if he had a good temper, Fang Ming believed he would still teach this person a lesson.
After all, a dignified Golden Core cultivator being ordered by a Condensing Pulse cultivator to retract his command, if he actually did so, it would be a great loss of face.
This was a matter of great humiliation.
To maintain his authority, this person would inevitably face a bad outcome.
After this small interlude.
The many cultivators present were all silent. Even if they had dissatisfaction in their hearts, they could only follow True Person Dao Xuan's rules.
One by one, the cultivators went onto the five arenas. Since there were over two to three hundred people present, each arena had fifty to sixty people, and they were crowded together, making the scene quite comical.
How to fight also became a problem.
Fang Ming also slipped onto the arena. He was not afraid of being crowded or many people attacking him at once.
After all, with his Dao Foundation realm strength, even if these two to three hundred people attacked him together, Fang Ming was ninety percent sure he could win.
Therefore, what others feared, what the Lei family disciple had said earlier, although it made sense, did not affect Fang Ming.
After Fang Ming got onto the arena.
The battle had already begun. Occasionally, palm shadows, sword lights, and whip shadows flew around. The scene was completely chaotic, and it was unclear who was fighting whom. A few unlucky cultivators were directly hit by the mystic arts cast by more than ten people and were sent flying out of the arena, losing their qualification to compete.
In this crowded situation, with mystic arts being cast indiscriminately, it was indeed a rare sight.
Fang Ming did not rush to show off. Relying on his strength, he dodged and weaved through the crowd. No one could hit him. He narrowly avoided several attacks that would have sent ordinary people out of the arena.
For a time, many people were knocked out of the arena in the chaos, while Fang Ming himself was unharmed.
However, his performance did attract the attention of some people.
"Is this kid Lin Xuan from the Lin family?"
"Let me see if it is… oh, it really is him!"
"Don't be fooled by his fourth-level Condensing Pulse cultivation. His strength is entirely from body cultivation. His combat power is far greater than his displayed spiritual power level!"
"This person is a formidable opponent!"
"We can't leave him on the stage! Otherwise, he will surely eliminate us!"
"We must join forces quickly and knock him off the stage!"
Three cultivators at the seventh level of Condensing Pulse discovered Fang Ming. They recognized his reputation and dared not be careless. They immediately unleashed their full power.
A pair of fists imbued with endless spiritual energy directly blasted towards Fang Ming. Fang Ming recognized this as a mystic art and quickly dodged to the left.
He successfully dodged.
"Can't fight others, but have to fight me?"
Fang Ming assessed the strength of these three. They were not dual cultivators of body and spirit, only cultivating spiritual energy. Each of them was slightly inferior to Lin Yao, but their combined strength, three against one, could definitely defeat Lin Yao.
Fang Ming could definitely defeat them, but he did not want to reveal too much of his strength at this moment.
"Forget it, I'll use the strength that outsiders can understand. I won't show too much if I can avoid it."
Fang Ming made up his mind and raised his Flaming Blade. This fiery red long saber, shimmering with divine patterns, instantly shot towards one of the three cultivators.
Flames blazed, and the saber strike seemed to come from hell.
The opposite cultivator was shocked!
"Damn, is this the legendary mortal-tier top-grade mystic art? It's truly powerful! It actually has a mental impact!"
"I feel as if I'm in purgatory, and all life is being cut off by this saber."
"This kid has some skill to have made a name for himself. Fortunately, I'm not alone."
"Old Wang, Old Jiang, hurry up and help me deal with him!"
Seeing the saber energy approaching, the cultivator fumbled and, while speaking, summoned the other two cultivators for help. The other two quickly condensed several mystic arts and clashed with Fang Ming's saber energy.