(Part 1 )
The moment the two names appeared in the sky, the entire Outer Disciple Combat Arena erupted like a volcano.
**Mo Tianyu.**
**Yao Chen.**
Thousands of disciples instantly began shouting, whispering, and arguing at the same time. Some climbed onto the stone railings to get a better view while others activated small spirit tools just to watch the battle more clearly.
"This is the real final battle!"
"The arrogant genius versus the mysterious alchemist!"
"Mo Tianyu crushed everyone earlier. But Yao Chen defeated Senior Brother Zhao in one move!"
"I still think Mo Tianyu will win!"
"But Yao Chen's flame looks terrifying!"
The arena buzzed with endless excitement.
Even the instructors and elders sitting on the floating viewing platform slowly leaned forward.
Because this fight was different.
This was no longer just a ranking trial.
It was a **battle between two rising geniuses**.
Below the platform, Mo Tianyu stepped onto the arena floor.
His black academy robes fluttered slightly in the wind. A confident smile remained on his face, as if he had already expected this outcome from the beginning.
His eyes slowly scanned the crowd.
Then finally landed on Yao Chen.
Across the battlefield, Yao Chen also walked forward calmly.
Unlike Mo Tianyu's dominating aura, Yao Chen looked almost ordinary. His steps were slow and relaxed.
Yet something about his presence made many disciples feel strangely uneasy.
When the two finally stopped about ten meters apart, the atmosphere in the entire arena changed.
The noise gradually faded.
A heavy silence descended.
Mo Tianyu crossed his arms and studied Yao Chen carefully.
"So you're the alchemist everyone is talking about."
Yao Chen nodded slightly.
"And you're the disciple who defeated everyone with a single strike."
Mo Tianyu laughed lightly.
"I'm glad you were watching."
His spiritual energy slowly began circulating through his body. A faint pressure spread outward like invisible waves.
"You're stronger than the others," he said.
"But don't misunderstand."
His eyes became slightly sharper.
"You're still not my equal."
Yao Chen looked at him calmly.
"That's something we can confirm after the fight."
A faint smile appeared on Mo Tianyu's lips.
Above them, the overseeing elder finally raised his hand.
"The final match of the Outer Disciple Ranking Trial…"
His voice echoed clearly throughout the arena.
"**Begin!**"
The moment the signal was given—
Mo Tianyu vanished.
A loud gasp spread across the audience.
"So fast!"
"I didn't even see him move!"
In the blink of an eye, Mo Tianyu appeared directly in front of Yao Chen.
His fist exploded forward like a lightning bolt.
The speed of the attack was terrifying.
But Yao Chen reacted instantly.
He shifted his body slightly to the side.
Mo Tianyu's punch passed just inches from his chest and smashed into the ground behind him.
**BOOOOM!**
The stone arena floor cracked violently.
Chunks of rock flew into the air.
The crowd exploded with shock.
"That punch could have ended the fight instantly!"
Mo Tianyu looked slightly surprised.
"You dodged."
Yao Chen replied calmly.
"You're fast."
Mo Tianyu smiled.
Then attacked again.
This time his fists moved like a raging storm.
Punch after punch shot forward with incredible speed.
Each strike carried powerful spiritual energy capable of breaking stone.
Yao Chen stepped backward smoothly, avoiding every attack with precise movements.
To the ordinary disciples watching, the battlefield had already turned into a blur.
"They're too fast!"
"I can barely see them!"
The two figures moved rapidly across the arena.
Mo Tianyu attacked relentlessly.
Yao Chen dodged with calm precision.
After several exchanges, Mo Tianyu suddenly jumped backward.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"You're not just dodging."
"You're studying my movements."
Yao Chen said nothing.
But the calm expression on his face answered the question.
Mo Tianyu chuckled.
"Interesting."
"Then let's increase the difficulty."
His spiritual energy suddenly surged.
A bright blue aura exploded around his body.
Electric sparks began dancing through the air.
Many disciples immediately recognized the technique.
"That's the **Thunder Pulse Technique**!"
Mo Tianyu raised his hand slowly.
Lightning gathered around his fist.
The surrounding air vibrated with intense power.
"Let's see if you can dodge this."
He launched forward again.
This time his speed doubled.
His lightning-covered fist shot toward Yao Chen's chest like a thunderbolt.
But Yao Chen did not move away.
Instead—
He raised his hand.
A small golden flame appeared above his palm.
The flame burned quietly.
Yet its aura felt ancient… and powerful.
When Mo Tianyu's lightning fist collided with the golden fire—
**BOOOOOOM!**
A violent explosion shook the arena.
Dust and smoke filled the battlefield.
The audience leaned forward anxiously.
For several seconds, no one could see what had happened.
Then slowly—
The dust cleared.
Both fighters were still standing.
Mo Tianyu stared at the golden flame.
"So that's your flame."
Yao Chen remained silent.
The golden fire flickered softly in his hand like a living spirit.
Around the arena, shocked voices erupted again.
"That flame blocked the Thunder Pulse Technique!"
"Incredible!"
Even the elders above the arena began whispering among themselves.
Elder Mu's expression had become serious.
"That flame…"
"It carries an ancient aura."
Back on the battlefield, Mo Tianyu stretched his shoulders slowly.
"Interesting."
"But you're still hiding something."
Yao Chen looked at the flame in his hand.
It felt warmer than before.
Almost as if the battle itself was awakening it.
Mo Tianyu suddenly laughed loudly.
"This fight is finally getting exciting."
His aura exploded outward again.
Lightning spread across his entire body.
The ground beneath his feet cracked under the pressure.
"This time," he said slowly,
"I'll show you my real technique."
He raised his fist toward the sky.
Thunder energy gathered rapidly.
Dark clouds began forming above the arena.
Many disciples stared upward in shock.
"That's a high-level martial technique!"
Mo Tianyu's voice echoed across the battlefield.
"**Heaven Thunder Fist!**"
Lightning surged violently around his arm.
Then he shot forward like a bolt of thunder.
The terrifying pressure of the attack caused many disciples to step backward instinctively.
But Yao Chen remained calm.
The golden flame around his hand suddenly expanded.
Its light illuminated the entire arena.
The aura of the fire became deeper… older… more mysterious.
Even the elders could feel the strange pressure radiating from it.
Elder Mu whispered quietly,
"That flame… it's beginning to awaken."
At the center of the battlefield—
Mo Tianyu's thunder fist collided with Yao Chen's golden flame.
For a brief moment, the two powers clashed equally.
Blue lightning and golden fire exploded against each other.
The entire arena trembled.
Then—
The golden flame surged forward.
**BOOOOOOOOOOM!**
A massive explosion erupted.
The shockwave spread across the entire arena.
Even the protective formation surrounding the battlefield shook violently.
When the light finally faded—
Mo Tianyu had been pushed back several meters.
His breathing had grown heavier.
Across from him, Yao Chen stood calmly.
The golden flame slowly faded from his hand.
For the first time since the trial began…
Mo Tianyu's expression became serious.
"So this is your real strength."
He wiped a thin line of blood from his mouth.
Then suddenly laughed again.
"Excellent."
"This is the first time someone has pushed me this far."
The crowd remained stunned.
No one had expected the battle to reach this level so quickly.
Above the arena, the elders exchanged serious glances.
Elder Mu spoke quietly.
"That flame is awakening faster than expected."
Another elder asked,
"Can the boy control it?"
Elder Mu remained silent for a long moment.
Then he answered softly.
"Perhaps."
"Or perhaps the flame will choose its own master."
Back on the battlefield—
Mo Tianyu's lightning aura began rising again.
He had not yet used his full power.
At the same time, the golden flame deep inside Yao Chen's body flickered once more.
Ancient power was slowly stirring within him.
Far beyond the Mortal Realm…
Inside a silent palace floating among endless stars…
Several ancient beings slowly opened their eyes.
One of them spoke quietly.
"The **Primordial Flame** has appeared again."
Another responded coldly.
"So the cycle has begun once more."
Back in the arena—
Mo Tianyu raised his fist again.
Yao Chen's golden flame flickered in response.
The true battle had only just begun.
And the storm surrounding the return of the **Medical God** was slowly approaching.
**Chapter 9 – Clash of Flames and Thunder (Part 2)**
The final stage of their battle had only just begun.
And the storm surrounding the return of the **Medical God** was slowly approaching.
For several seconds, neither fighter moved.
The arena had fallen completely silent.
Even the thousands of disciples watching from the stands barely dared to breathe. The earlier explosion had shaken the entire battlefield, and faint cracks were now visible across the stone arena floor.
Mo Tianyu slowly straightened his back.
The confident smile that had remained on his face throughout the Ranking Trial was finally gone.
In its place was something new.
Excitement.
His eyes burned with battle intent as he stared directly at Yao Chen.
"So you really do have some strength," he said slowly.
Yao Chen did not respond.
But deep inside his body, the golden flame flickered again.
The warmth it produced spread through his meridians like flowing sunlight.
Mo Tianyu rolled his shoulders, loosening his muscles.
"You forced me to use the Heaven Thunder Fist earlier," he continued.
"That alone proves you're different from the others."
Lightning sparks began appearing around his body again.
"But now," he said quietly,
"I'll show you the power that made me the strongest outer disciple."
His spiritual energy exploded outward.
This time the aura surrounding him was far more violent than before.
Blue lightning began crawling across his skin like living snakes.
The disciples watching gasped in shock.
"That aura… it's stronger than before!"
"Is he still increasing his power?!"
Even the elders on the floating platform became slightly serious.
Elder Mu's eyes narrowed.
"He's activating his bloodline."
Another elder frowned.
"So the rumors were true…"
Back on the battlefield, Mo Tianyu raised his head slightly.
Lightning flashed in his pupils.
"My family has cultivated the Thunder Dao for generations," he said calmly.
"But what few people know…"
Lightning suddenly erupted violently around his body.
"…is that I inherited the **Heaven Thunder Bloodline**."
BOOOOOM!
A pillar of lightning shot upward from his body, piercing the sky above the arena.
Dark thunderclouds gathered instantly.
The pressure of the energy caused many weaker disciples to stumble backward.
"What terrifying power!"
"He's completely different from before!"
Xue Lian's face turned pale as she watched from the audience.
"Yao Chen…"
Back in the arena, Mo Tianyu slowly lifted his hand.
Lightning gathered around his fingers.
"This is the power I was born with."
His voice echoed through the arena.
"Let's see if your strange flame can withstand it."
Without waiting for a reply—
He disappeared again.
This time his speed was even faster than before.
Several disciples could not even see his movement.
A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared beside Yao Chen.
Mo Tianyu's fist slammed toward his ribs.
BOOM!
Yao Chen crossed his arms to block the attack.
The force sent him sliding several meters across the arena floor.
Stone shattered beneath his feet.
The crowd gasped.
"That attack pushed him back!"
Mo Tianyu attacked again instantly.
Lightning strikes rained down like a storm.
Punch.
Kick.
Elbow.
Each movement was filled with explosive power.
Yao Chen defended carefully while retreating across the battlefield.
For the first time in the fight—
He was being pressured.
Mo Tianyu laughed loudly while attacking.
"Is this all the mysterious alchemist can do?"
"Where is that flame now?"
Another lightning punch exploded toward Yao Chen's chest.
At that moment—
The golden flame inside Yao Chen's body suddenly surged.
A powerful heat spread through his meridians.
His eyes flashed slightly.
Then he stopped retreating.
Mo Tianyu's fist arrived instantly.
But this time—
Yao Chen caught it.
The moment their hands collided—
Golden fire burst out from Yao Chen's palm.
BOOOOOOM!
Lightning and flame exploded violently between them.
Mo Tianyu's eyes widened slightly.
"You're still hiding power!"
The golden flame began spreading across Yao Chen's arm like flowing light.
Its aura had changed.
Earlier it had been calm and quiet.
But now it burned with ancient authority.
The surrounding air began distorting from the heat.
Above the arena, Elder Mu suddenly stood up.
"That flame…!"
Another elder stared in disbelief.
"It's evolving!"
Back in the arena—
Yao Chen slowly pushed Mo Tianyu's lightning fist away.
For the first time since the battle began—
He attacked.
His palm shot forward.
Golden fire surged toward Mo Tianyu like a blazing river.
Mo Tianyu immediately jumped backward.
The flame exploded against the ground where he had stood.
BOOOOOOM!
The stone arena melted slightly from the heat.
The audience erupted into shocked cries.
"That flame just melted the arena!"
Mo Tianyu landed several meters away.
His breathing had grown heavier.
But instead of fear—
His expression became even more excited.
"Excellent!"
Lightning erupted around his body again.
"I finally found someone worth fighting!"
The thunderclouds above the arena grew darker.
Lightning bolts flashed through them like wild dragons.
Mo Tianyu raised both arms.
Thunder energy gathered rapidly.
The entire arena trembled from the pressure.
"I was saving this technique for the inner disciple trials," he said coldly.
"But you forced me to use it early."
The lightning surrounding him began condensing into a massive sphere of energy above his head.
"**Heavenly Thunder Descent!**"
The lightning sphere shot downward like a falling star.
Its terrifying power caused the protective formation around the arena to flicker violently.
Many disciples screamed in shock.
"That attack will destroy the arena!"
Xue Lian covered her mouth in fear.
But Yao Chen did not move.
The golden flame around him burned brighter than ever.
Deep inside his body—
The ancient fire finally awakened further.
Memories flashed briefly in his mind.
Ancient alchemy halls.
Thousands of spiritual flames.
And a calm white-haired figure standing above them all.
"The Dao of flame…"
"…is the Dao of life."
The golden fire erupted outward.
It formed a blazing aura around Yao Chen's entire body.
For a brief moment—
His presence felt ancient.
Powerful.
Almost divine.
Even the elders felt a chill run down their spines.
"Impossible…" one whispered.
"Is that really just a mortal disciple?"
The lightning sphere descended rapidly.
But Yao Chen calmly raised his hand.
Golden flame surged upward like a rising sun.
The two forces collided.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
A blinding explosion swallowed the entire arena.
The shockwave smashed against the protective formation with terrifying force.
The barrier cracked slightly.
Dust and light filled the battlefield.
For several long seconds—
No one could see anything.
Finally the smoke began clearing.
The disciples leaned forward anxiously.
When the battlefield became visible again—
Two figures were still standing.
Mo Tianyu knelt on one knee.
His lightning aura had weakened.
Across from him—
Yao Chen remained standing.
The golden flame slowly faded around him.
But something had changed.
The aura surrounding him now carried a faint ancient pressure.
Mo Tianyu slowly stood up.
A trace of blood ran down his lip.
He looked at Yao Chen and laughed quietly.
"So this is your true power."
Yao Chen said nothing.
The arena was completely silent.
No one had expected the battle to reach such terrifying levels.
Above the arena, Elder Mu spoke softly.
"The flame has recognized him."
Another elder asked,
"Should we stop the fight?"
Elder Mu shook his head slowly.
"Not yet."
Back on the battlefield—
Mo Tianyu wiped the blood from his mouth.
Lightning began gathering around his body again.
But this time it was weaker.
Still—
His eyes burned with determination.
"This battle isn't over yet."
Across from him, Yao Chen's golden flame flickered quietly once more.
The two geniuses prepared for the final exchange.
Above them—
The thunderclouds rumbled.
And far beyond the Mortal Realm…
Ancient beings watched the awakening of the **Primordial Flame** with silent attention.
The fate of countless realms had begun to move.
And this battle…
Was only the beginning.
**End of Chapter 9**