At this moment, Old Liu, who was sitting on a chair watching the battle, had long lost the confidence and assurance he had at the beginning.

He looked at the figure on the stage, who was full of vigor and appeared like an emperor, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

In his cloudy eyes was nothing but shock and astonishment. Looking at Su Tu on the stage, he only felt his eyes stinging, and he could hardly believe his own eyes.

"Is there really such a heavenly genius in this world blessed by the Martial Arts Dao...."

Lady She watched Su Tu's figure on the stage with a hint of indescribable pride in her eyes, and she spoke.

"Old Liu, Old Liu, you must understand what it means to have the title of 'Emperor,' what it means to have the utmost talent!"

"Among all the heavenly geniuses in the world, countless heroes are like fish crossing the river, but throughout the entire Federation, no one before him has ever received this title, and perhaps no one will ever obtain it after him!"

"The heavenly geniuses of all beings compete to cross the Dragon Gate, but you must know, he does not have to compete, he does not need to cross, because he is..."

"The true dragon!!! How can ordinary heavenly geniuses understand what it means to be 'Emperor'!!"

Lady She's face at this moment was bursting with a smile she couldn't suppress.

"Lady She, you're too early to be proud. No matter how defiant he is, he only has four transformations, and Wen Zhong's martial bone is tempered more deeply than his. In the competition of heavenly geniuses, a slight difference makes a huge difference!!"

Old Liu, suppressing the shock in his heart, spoke.

"You are not wrong, but that's placed upon heavenly geniuses of the same level..."

Granny She spoke lightly.

At this moment, Wen Zhong on the high stage was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't even understand what was going on; he just saw his bone appearance enhancement fall upon Su Tu.

"Defeat you in three punches, does it make sense?"

Su Tu's voice fell once again, as he threw a punch, the Prajna Seven Kills shattered and exploded, the space rippled with waves, and the Golden Dragon roared with awe and fear.

The unparalleled light of the punch instantly covered everything.

Seeing this light about to swallow Wen Zhong, the young man suddenly shouted, "There's no need for three punches because one punch is enough!!"

Hearing this, Su Tu was stunned. This statement…did indeed make sense.

Rumble!!

Crack! Crack! Crack!!!!

A series of teeth-chattering sounds shattered and dissipated in the void, tearing and exploding, and the entire arena collapsed in that instant.

The Martial Arts Department shook slightly, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

Watching everything before his eyes, Old Liu couldn't help but stand up, hoping to see Wen Zhong's figure.

Buzz!

The next moment, a golden light suddenly exploded in the real world, and Old Liu was just about to show some signs of delight.

But immediately, his expression changed drastically.

"The Celestial Pride List!!"

"This battle has triggered the recognition of the Celestial Pride List!!"

"Indeed!! I even forgot both of them are members of the Celestial Pride List; if their duel is recognized by the Celestial Pride List, it will affect the rankings!!"

Xiao, seeing the golden light, couldn't help but get excited.

Generally speaking, battles on the Celestial Pride List need to take place in special spaces, but it is not the only way of fighting.

A real-world battle, a life-and-death duel, if recognized by the Celestial Pride List, will also be considered a celestial battle.

However, very few heavenly geniuses will genuinely duel like this in the real world. First, in a life-and-death battle in the real world against a heavenly genius, the loss of just one at this level is a loss for the entire Human Race.

Secondly, as mentioned earlier, the galaxy is too large; if fighting in the real world, the distance is too vast and inconvenient.

Internal battles, like climbing a tower, require fighting one person at a time; no matter how strong you are, you need to fight level by level.

But real-world battles are different; if recognized by the Celestial Pride List, proving the battle fair and just, if the lower-ranked wins, they exchange rankings directly with higher-ranked ones.

After all, real-world battles bear the risk of life and death.

At this moment, the golden, dazzling Celestial Pride List floated in mid-air.

One by one, blurred names continuously flashed upon it, especially the top ten names, shrouded by waves of golden mist.

And then, Su Tu's name appeared in the twenty-fourth position, while Wen'an's name appeared in fifty-eighth position.

Victory and defeat have been decided!!

The Celestial Pride List recognized this duel!!!

Su Tu wins!

"Old Liu, you lost..."

Old Liu looked at the alternating Celestial Pride List, his face turning blue and then red, even as his heart bled, he could only accept defeat.

The Celestial Pride List acknowledged this duel, so how could he argue otherwise?

"You won... the Thousand-Change Gilded Gold is yours..."

He reluctantly squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

Then, with a swift instant movement, he reached the high stage to check Wen Zhong's injuries. The role of the Martial Arts Department quickly became apparent, with medical personnel responding with extreme speed.

They had already lifted Wen Zhong from the shattered high platform.

His entire body was soaked in blood, and his bone appearance seemed soft, limp on the stretcher.

"See, I told you, one punch was enough, plus you had to hold back..."

"Otherwise... *cough*..."

Wen Zhong spat out a mouthful of blood, ignored the panicked doctor beside him, and continued to speak with difficulty, "Otherwise, you might have killed me.. so.."

"You make no sense; I'm the one making sense..."

Wen Zhong said, his face pale, speaking slowly.

He wasn't wrong; Su Tu hadn't used his full strength in the punch before. If he had gone all out, under the Great Perfection Wisdom Seven Kills, it would have indeed been easy to turn Wen Zhong into a bloody mess.

Looking at Wen Zhong, who was still talking about reason.

Su Tu could only feel a helpless smile; do all heavenly geniuses have some quirks...

He helplessly looked at Wen Zhong, who kept coughing up blood and stubbornly stared at Su Tu, and had no choice but to give him a thumbs-up: "Well, almost a punch killed you, you do make more sense."

Hearing Su Tu say this, Wen Zhong nodded contentedly before fainting.

Old Liu, who heard the entire conversation between the two, had an expression that was quite colorful.

No, you're beaten up like this, what exactly are you proud of??

Proud that while the other said it would take three punches to beat you, you said one punch is enough, and then truly almost got killed by one punch, right??

Old Liu was already lost for words; this time, not only was he unable to secure a quota, but he also lost a divine object, and let Wen Zhong's celestial ranking slip.

This wasn't merely losing troops in addition to the wife being thrown away.

This is equivalent to offering the wife and then helping push her out!!

Without the face to remain, Old Liu quickly followed the Martial Arts Department's medical team, taking Wen Zhong for treatment.

At this moment, the Celestial Pride List faded and the rankings were officially confirmed.

In an instant, all the rankings were completed.

Heavenly geniuses one by one felt the Celestial Pride List's turbulence and couldn't help but pay attention.

Outside the Star River, on an interstellar battleship speeding towards Ancestor Star, Mu Wuyang looked at the suddenly ascending Su Tu at the twenty-fourth rank.

In his eyes, it seemed as if a blazing sun was rising.

"Twenty-four, still too low, given your strength, at least you should be battling with me!"

"This time heading to Ancestor Star for three tasks, kill Kong Jinyin, find Su Tu and Feng to drink wine, and prepare for martial combat against Foreign Races!"

Celestial City Star.

In the Dragon Nurturing Temple, a handsome monk with a peach blossom complexion and wearing plain clothes glanced over the Celestial Pride List before him.

A red dot on his forehead was as scarlet as blood.

"Golden Pool Elder, is it this name that makes you uneasy?" The young monk's voice was gentle.

In front of him was a cradle, in which a newborn baby stared intently at the words 'Su Tu'.

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