Unstoppable Force.

Huang Yuan, who was ranked seventh, was an incredibly ruthless character within the outer sect.

In the audience, Wang Lingyun and Jiang Yun'er showed gladness when they saw him appear. At long last, Chen Yu was going to experience adversity this time.

"Chen Yu, the record of your consecutive wins ends here and now."

Wang Lingyun's smile was chilling.

Up until now, Chen Yu had achieved victory nine times in a row. Winning another match would give him ten victories in a row, and his spot in the top ten would be secure.

Luckily, his plan would finally hinder Chen Yu!

"Huang Yuan versus Chen Yu!"

"That's amazing! It's well worth seeing the dark horse of this tournament against the seventh place from the last tournament."

The crowd of disciples in the audience were quite expectant.

They didn't have a lot of favorable impressions towards the two people on the stage. One bullied disciples and ran amuck within the outer sect while the other had incited public anger during the Great Tournament.

And so, they were now glad to see these two 'vile individuals' compete.

"Then again, Huang Yuan is too strong. Can a dark horse like Chen Yu still win?"

Many disciples did not think highly of Chen Yu.

Huang Yuan's evil reputation in the outer sect was too great, only being second to Hu Yiba.

"Young man, if you obediently admit defeat now and apologize to Younger Martial Sister Yun'er, I will let you off in the future."

Huang Yuan's chubby body supported his belly as he stood firm on the stage.

Younger Martial Sister Yun'er?

Some of the disciples in the audience couldn't help but secretly curse him with hate. It seemed that Huang Yuan was aiming to earn the beauty's favor.

"This despicable fatty."

Jiang Yun'er pretty face turned ashen. Inwardly, she was indignant. If she was wanting to relieve her resentment, she would've already fallen out with him and became hostile towards him.

"You're just a grain of rice, yet you dare to compete against a luminous moon!"

Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Shut up! I should've been the one to say that—"

Huang Yuan became incredibly furious all of a sudden.

A disciple, who was once unknown, dared to compare him using the luminous moon and rice grains. More importantly, he was taken to be the grain of rice.

All of the people in the audience at once broke into fits of laughter.

Chen Yu had a shadow of a smile. It was evident that he was deliberately toying with Huang Yuan.

If this happened earlier in the times when he was still at the Bronze Skin level in the early Connective Meridian stage, he would indeed be slightly apprehensive of Huang Yuan.

But right now, his powers had advanced more than one level. He was about to reveal his cutting edge.

Huang Yuan was just a character suitable for practicing with.

"You are simply courting death!"

Huang Yuan's body shifted past. His body was round in appearance, but he was strangely agile.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, his round body appeared in front of Chen Yu.

Dragon-Shattering Claw!

One of Huang Yuan's hands swelled up a bit like a big palm-leaf fan. Its Inner Breath was whistling sharply and was astonishingly vigorous as he slapped at Chen Yu's face.

"You want to slap my face? Aren't you being too hasty?"

Chen Yu was leisurely and at ease.

Swoosh!

His figure turned around elegantly as he evaded Huang Yuan's attack. He had also seized the opportunity to move to his side.

"Humph! Don't think you can suppress me with your body movement techniques."

Huang Yuan smiled coldly. His fat, plump body shifted a little as his other large hand swept at Chen Yu's throat like a metal spade.

Chen Yu was quite surprised.

Huang Yuan's body movements only fell slightly short of Le Feng's. Moreover, he controlled his movements quietly and seemed to be incredibly experienced.

Not long after, one could see that Chen Yu gently inhaled and punched Huang Yuan's 'Dragon-Shattering Claw'.

Hu!

When Chen Yu issued his fist, his entire arm expanded considerably as it transformed into a dark bronze hand. It also formed a ball of potent fiendish qi.

"Oh! It seems that [Bronze Statue Technique] has been cultivated to Bronze Skin Perfection."

Surprise flitted across the eyes of the white-bearded Nangong elder.

"Bang bang!"

A startling wave of qi surged between the two individuals.

Huang Yuan's countenance shifted greatly at the very moment they met each other.

Deng! Deng! Deng!

Immediately, Huang Yuan's body fell several steps backward while his palm ached slightly.

"How could this be! Your powers—"

Huang Yuan wore a face of bewilderment as though he couldn't believe it.

One should know that he had practiced a restraining physical technique passed through his family ever since he was young. His strength and defense could suppress those at the same level as him.

Yet he had been stifled by the attack just then.

This had only appeared when he was fighting against the outer sect's God of Strength 'Yuan Beitong'.

The disciples in the audience were more shocked than him.

Hu Yiba, Cheng Yun, Wang Lingyun, and the others all looked as though they had witnessed a ghost.

However, the following scene exceeded their imaginations even more.

"I didn't even use half of my strength in the attack just there. It seems that this is the limit of your abilities."

Chen Yu smiled faintly.

Half of his strength!

These words swept the hearts of the disciples in the crowd like a tremulous wave.

Huang Yuan felt tiny as well, as though he had been embezzled by the wave.

At that moment, the tall youngster opposite him resembled the incarnation of a giant, bearing an unstoppable, torrenting grandeur.

"Half of his strength? Surely this cannot be true?"

"This young fellow really knows how to blow things out of proportion…"

It wasn't just the crowd of disciples. Even some of the sect's seniors present were bewildered as they followed this closely. 

"Interesting. He's using the power of language to give his opponent psychological pressure to his opponent while building his grandeur."

The Sect Master smiled gently.

Sometimes in situations where experts of similar standards cross swords, one side could suppress their opponent on the psychological level to break through them.

"Humph! He's just showing off his clever talk and sharp wits."

Martial Aunt Xia snorted coldly, disdain showing in her dignified composure.

"I don't believe you! Don't try and play mind games with me."

Huang Yuan wasn't a fool. He made a low grumble as he unfolded his arms. These became hard and stiff, resembling two massive metal pliers.

Hu hu!

He flapped his arms as a surge of frantic Inner Breath rushed forth, whistling like a gale through his whole body.

In an instant, Huang Yuan had condensed his whole life's power and strength into an ultimate attack.

If he could say he exhibited 80% of his strength in the attack just then, this time he was bringing out 120%.

Fiendish Cloud Fist!

The manner of Chen Yu's punch changed as a scathing, fiendish qi emerged from his body. The fiendish and overbearing Inner Breath sent out a low rumbling sound.

Boom! Bang!

The explosive sound from that punch produced a fuzzy cloud of fiendish qi as its terrifying might hit his opponent in the face. The disciples in the audience felt a chill throughout their entire bodies.

This was?!

Huang Yuan's face showed shock. The qi, blood, and Inner Breath within his body became sluggish while the invisible qi rushed through his consciousness.

To his surprise, he couldn't even display 70-80% of his full strength in this kind of scenario.

"Divine Fiendish Yuan Technique!"

"No! That's the Fiendish Cloud Fist…"

Some of the seniors from the sect became speechless.

In the middle pavilion, the Sect Master, the white-bearded Nangong elder, as well as Fairy Xia Yu became moved at the same time.

Boom boom!

The tournament stage shook as Huang Yuan overestimated himself and tried to stop the violent punch, but was immediately expelled several feet out.

Wow!

Huang Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood. He steadied his body with difficulty while his face was deathly pale.

There was a commotion in the audience.

The strength of Chen Yu's punch was truly terrifying as it produced a ball of dark fiendish qi. He showed some of the characteristics and power of someone in the Visceral Tempering stage.

The mighty Huang Yuan was sent flying and hacking up blood with a single punch.

They were definitely not on the same level!

"How could he be so powerful…"

Wang Lingyun and the others were all horrified and speechless. Aside from surprise, Jiang Yun'er's pretty face showed attraction to the imperious punch.

Tyrannical, potent, and fearful.

This was a punch that assailed all senses.

"Half of his strength? That young fellow was actually being very modest in his words just then."

The Sect Master said in a low voice.

"To one's surprise, he managed to cultivate [Fiendish Cloud Fist] to such a level. Is his punch possibly nearing the realm of perfection?"

Fairy Xia Yu expressed shock for the first time.

She always held prejudice against Chen Yu, with the reason being Mu Xueqing.

Yet she hadn't imagined that this guy would have such great talents in martial arts and fighting techniques.

"If he wasn't hindered by cultivation, perhaps his fist would already be the [Fiendish Cloud Fist] perfected."

The white-bearded Nangong elder said quietly to himself.

It was indeed uncommon for someone in the outer sect to be able to cultivate the dangerous [Fiendish Cloud Fist] technique to this level.

On the tournament stage, Huang Yuan's face was pale and his breathing was hectic. He appeared appalled and unreconciled.

"You still want to fight?"

Chen Yu glanced at him with amusement.

"Number 99 wins."

The referee directly waved his flag, announcing Chen Yu's victory.

Wa!

Huang Yuan spat out another mouthful of blood. His body swayed violently as he almost fell to the ground.

Everyone in the audience was apprehensive.

That fist was more terrifying than expected. Huang Yuan's life was likely in peril if he forced himself to fight further as he was already heavily injured.

It was not surprising that the referee would directly announce the outcome of the battle.

"Ten consecutive wins!"

Chen Yu spat out a breath before walking off the tournament stage.

Whoosh!

As he descended off the stage, respectful gazes in the crowd automatically parted to make a path for him.

These people were choosing to get out of his way.

There were also some taking the initiative to come forth and compliment him.

"Martial Brother Chen, your punch just then was truly dominating."

"Hehe, Martial Brother Chen, that punch was very masculine. Everybody enjoyed it…"

It was not just male disciples. Even female disciples were coming forth on their own accord and striking up a conversation with him.

Chen Yu couldn't help but feel stunned.

Before this, he had not received such a massive welcome.

Clearly, the fist just then had propagated his true strength to the outer sect while simultaneously establishing his position as the number one dark horse in this Great Tournament.

"I'm infuriated!"

Jiang Yun'er, who was not far away, was so enraged that her pretty face had turned ashen.

"How did he achieve such strength?"

Wang Lingyun was bewildered.

His plan to stop him ended up in failure.

Now that Chen Yu had displayed his full strength, it was likely that he could go against the top three.

After this match, each fight in the tenth round was marvelous and varied.

There were no more weak contestants on the stage as they were all more or less in the top thirty.

Amongst this, Hu Yiba and the dark horse Cao Lei met each other, attracting quite a lot of attention.

In the end, after more than a dozen attacks, Hu Yiba utilized the 'Overlord Halberd Technique', which was famous in the outer sect. It only took one move as the incomparably domineering halberd swept Cao Lei and knocked him out.

The dark horse Cao Lei's record of straight wins ended here.

"This Hu Yiba's 'Overlord Halberd Technique' is probably a half treasured weapon."

Chen Yu was mindful of this.

Hu Yiba's cultivation, strength, and power easily exceeded Huang Yuan's. In the last tournament, he was famed for being fourth, and this was not just in name only.

Hu Yiba, who was on ten consecutive wins, glanced at Chen Yu's face with an icy desire to fight in his eyes.

Ever since their brawl during enlisting, Hu Yiba and Chen Yu were bound to be set in an irreversible situation against each other.

A glimmer of hope flashed again in Wang Lingyun's eyes.

Although Chen Yu could secure his spot in the top ten, there was still quite a lot of obstruction to get to top three.

Before this, there were also experts such as Nangong Li, Duan Xiaolong, Hu Yiba, and Le Feng.

Soon, the tenth round of the knockout competition ended.

"The knockout competition has finished! The top twenty will be selected and will be ranked battles."

An elder dressed in black robes announced in a loud voice in front of the array board.

Swoosh!

Apart from the top twenty, the names of the others below them faded on the array board as they were knocked out and eliminated.

At this moment, there were only six people on the array board who had kept a 10-win streak.

These six individuals were Duan Xiaolong, Nangong Li, Hu Yiba, Le Feng, Chen Yu, and Tong Yuling.

Based on this, one could be certain that these six people would steadily proceed to the top ten. Moreover, the first place and the two places after that would be contested between these six individuals.