Chapter 86: Chapter 86: The Battle Without Fighting

Peak of Organ Refining Realm only!

As soon as this statement was made, the scene instantly fell silent.

The disciples of the Mountain Gate felt as if a great bell tolled in their minds, shaking their souls, leaving them stunned and unable to comprehend.

Not too high, but… too low!

Not Earth Immortal, not Vajra, not Divine Treasure, not even Blood Exchange Realm, but lower than any of them—the Peak of Organ Refining.

Yet they completely couldn’t understand, how could Wang Xuan, at the Peak of Organ Refining Realm, be so strong!

Two Great Realms lower than Chen Hong and Zhang Qingyu, which is a gap like an insurmountable chasm; under normal circumstances, the Peak of Blood Exchange would crush Wang Xuan, who is at the Peak of Organ Refining.

But the fact is, Wang Xuan, with the cultivation level of the Peak of Organ Refining, crushed Zhang Qingyu of the Peak of Blood Exchange, directly causing the opponent’s mindset to collapse, losing resistance instantly in a psychological battle.

Even now, Zhang Qingyu cannot rid himself of the fear towards Wang Xuan, believing him to be unbeatable, feeling that he is far from being an opponent.

This psychological fear makes him only think of retreat when facing Wang Xuan, having no courage to fight.

This is not merely a simple defeat but a psychological submission, having a profound impact on Zhang Qingyu, and might even become an obsession.

Zhang Qingyu opened his mouth wide enough to fit an eggplant, unable to believe He the Sixth’s answer, feeling it’s simply unrealistic.

“How is it possible? How is it possible? How can the Peak of Organ Refining be so strong?” Zhang Qingyu muttered to himself.

The True Immortal from the Celestial Master’s Mansion shook his head, picked him up, looked straight into Zhang Qingyu’s eyes, and directly invaded with Primordial Spirit power, sweeping away the demon nature aura tainted by Wang Xuan.

This True Immortal understands that although his disciple is now free from the previous situation of being trapped in hell, feeling hopeless and despairing, with his help, this memory will become a difficult hurdle to overcome, only through willpower or defeating Wang Xuan.

The negative physical and psychological state is only temporary; over time, it will return to normal. But this memory becomes an imprint, once triggered it will resurface, like a haunting nightmare.

Master Zhang Qingyu sighed inwardly: “This also counts as your mental training. Although I can help you erase this memory, forget today’s events, relying on others ultimately won’t work like that. There will come a day when you need to face it yourself.”

With the psychological suppression of the Demon God swept away, Zhang Qingyu, stuck in a dead end, finally came to his senses, regaining a normal mindset, but still conflicted about what happened before.

Innerly dejected, Zhang Qingyu thought about the ease with which he was defeated by Wang Xuan, losing not only in cultivation level but having his spirit conquered as well.

Utterly defeated!

Wang Xuan had long since sheathed the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon Saber, standing in the arena, awaiting the next challenger.

In his earlier battle with Zhang Qingyu, he used the spirit of the True Demon Realm to hypnotize Zhang Qingyu, employing a violent and destructive hypnosis, suddenly unleashing a spiritual shock, using spiritual power to crush the opponent.

Unfortunately, still unfamiliar with using it, he exerted too much force, causing Zhang Qingyu’s spirit to collapse, nearly affecting his Dao heart.

Physical injuries are negligible, Inner Strength problems can be restored, and soul injuries can likewise be healed.

But spiritual collapse affecting Dao heart, unable to overcome the shadow of it, that is most terrifying.

Just like childhood domestic violence, school bullying, etc., the impact is extremely profound, becoming an indelible scar on the spirit.

“Seems I can’t use it casually anymore. Spiritual shock is a complete crushing by mental power, instantly overwhelming the other side, causing mental collapse, fear, loss, powerlessness, resulting in bodily stiffness, panic, and other negative impacts.

This kind of overwhelming force, akin to the intimidation high-level beings exert over low-level beings, engenders a sense of despair, preventing one from utilizing even two-tenths of their strength.

This Zhang Qingyu, will probably see me as a house dog sees a tiger in the future, inherently feeling one level inferior on the spirit level, never forgetting that desperate scene like a lamb to the slaughter, fearing to act against me.

Was my use of force too severe this time?”

Wang Xuan contemplated, only now realizing just how terrifying mental power can be, exterminating the body is nothing, but exterminating the heart is the most dreadful.

For this Zhang Qingyu, it seems he still needs a second hypnosis from him, using the divine spirit to remove internal fear, otherwise issues will continue to arise, difficult to break free from today’s influence.

“Once entering the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm, I’ll help him resolve it, or it might truly ruin a Mountain Gate disciple.”

As for the leadership among these Mountain Gate disciples, Zhang Qingyu has surrendered it, counting as one achievement.

This time in the tournament, Wang Xuan hopes to completely suppress these Mountain Gate disciples, become the leader among the hundred quotas, to gain greater fortune support from the Mother Star origin.

The fortune as a leader is far stronger than that of ordinary members; of course, he would grasp it without letting go.

“Indeed, I am at the Peak of Organ Refining Realm, there’s no falsity in it,” Wang Xuan spoke to those Mountain Gate disciples.

Zhang Qingyu looked at Wang Xuan with complex emotions and asked, “Why are you so strong? Can Peak of Organ Refining Be this strong?”

“What makes me stronger than you, is just my inner self, while physique and cultivation technique skills, I am not much ahead of you.

The spirit is the master of the flesh, it is fundamental to fully exploiting one’s strength twelvefold even fifteenfold; the human body is essentially a treasure needing ongoing excavation.”

Under the same physical condition, he feared none of these Mountain Gate disciples, refining the spirit and powerful mind, allowing him to exert his power delicately and intricately.

“Is there anyone else challenging me, come forward.” Wang Xuan’s gaze swept across the Mountain Gate disciples, emitting sharpness, the desire for battle bursting from his eyes.

Each Mountain Gate disciple felt the strong pressure, lacking the confidence and courage to face Wang Xuan directly in battle, their eyes evasive.

Only Hua Nian from True Martial Mountain, Zhuang Shuixing from Immortal Martial Mountain, and others like Chen Hong dared meet Wang Xuan’s stare.

Though facing him, they also doubted in their hearts, whether they are truly Wang Xuan’s match?

After much contemplation, they reached only one conclusion: No.

Was Zhang Qingyu weak? No, he matched them in level. In terms of strength, physique, Inner Strength, cultivation technique, these things showed little difference between them and Wang Xuan, even exceeding a bit in Inner Strength and Martial Arts.

But the terrifying aura Wang Xuan displayed earlier, the spiritual shock he released, directly overpowered Zhang Qingyu, which they feared they could not escape either.

Even with preparation, although their minds wouldn’t collapse like Zhang Qingyu’s, they would be seriously disturbed, unable to exert seven or eight-tenths of their power, even a momentary distraction would suffice for Wang Xuan to kill them ten times.

Unbeatable!

With this mindset, none wanted to enter the arena.

Whether willingly or unwillingly, they must admit, they are inferior to Wang Xuan, inferior to this Peak of Organ Refining loose cultivator of the lower mountain.

Watching the Mountain Gate disciples now give up the heart for a contest, Wang Xuan shouted, “Who dares battle me! Is there anyone?”

The entire scene fell silent!

No one answered!

Wang Xuan walked in front of He the Sixth, saying, “Senior He, this tournament should end now, forcing them on stage is pointless.”

He the Sixth nodded, actually, they all understood that the psychological battle had already been fought earlier, unfortunately, those Mountain Gate disciples all suffered total defeat, ashamed of themselves.

Even they believed themselves unequal to Wang Xuan, stepping into the ring would lead only to loss, without exception.

The confrontation doesn’t only exist in physical combat, spiritual power clash, but also in psychological battle.

In the animal world, among same-ancestrals seeing each other, weighing strength occurs naturally, victory can be determined merely from body size and aura, no physical combat necessary.

This kind of psychological battle, once settled, shows a significant gap between the two, forming a situation of domination.

“Do any of you still want to challenge Wang Xuan?” He the Sixth asked those Mountain Gate disciples, but no response appeared even after a long time.

“Since that’s the case, I announce Wang Xuan’s victory in this arena tournament, naturally, the Celestial Treasure prepared for you should be awarded to Wang Xuan.”

On the table nearby, a pair of black Combat Boots lay, with Dao rhythm patterns like Flood Dragons swimming, evidently a Celestial Treasure.

“These Celestial Treasure Combat Boots can make the body nimble when worn, greatly increase action speed, the more Inner Strength you infuse the faster the speed, as for its natural magic ability, I won’t say more, you will know it yourself.”

He the Sixth waved his hand, and Chen Qingniu nearby handed the Celestial Treasure to Wang Xuan, saying, “Congratulations.”

Wang Xuan smiled and nodded, while the Mountain Gate disciples envied and felt jealous, with these boots, Wang Xuan’s combat power would surely rise further, making him a stronger opponent.

The crowd dispersed, each Mountain Gate disciple followed their master back, it seems today’s event will be used as a teaching material by the masters.

“Follow me then, didn’t you want some Celestial Treasure fragments? Since it’s a reward, I’ll keep my word.”

He the Sixth said softly, walking quickly and growing distant, Wang Xuan swiftly followed, revealing that today’s harvest would not be small for him.

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