The Name of Eternals

Chapter 140: No Grandmaster in the World Can Move a Finger!

The sudden turn of events was shocking. Before the crowd could react, they saw the imposing divine figure, burning with divine power, and the Buddha's direct disciple being suppressed under its fingertip like a dead dog, unable to move.

This was the top of the Qianlong List, a direct disciple of the Buddha!

Famous since his youth, he had entered the Grandmaster realm at the age of nineteen and had dominated the Qianlong List for three years!

During this period, no one could challenge his position as the number one young talent in the world! Now, just a few months away from exceeding the age limit of twenty-two and leaving the list, he was suppressed by a single finger, unable to move!

"Please, show mercy!"

In the deathly silence, it seemed only the waves of the Longjiang River remained unaffected, still crashing against the debate platform.

The Heavenly Mechanic Sage was the first to react, quickly intervening to bear part of the pressure from the chess piece. As he touched it, he felt the unimaginable power contained in the seemingly ordinary stone. The burning divine flames felt like winter sun flames, capable of incinerating everything! While shocked, he urgently pleaded with Li Hao: "Grandmaster's debate is meant to be educational, please do not take lives!"

As a Three Immortal Realm powerhouse, he couldn't just watch a direct disciple of the Buddha be crushed into flesh under the finger of this young man in front of everyone.

Otherwise, the Buddha, seated in the Pure Land of Brahma, would be furious, and that wrath would be beyond the tolerance of the Heavenly Mechanic Tower! With the intervention of the Heavenly Mechanic Sage, the four companions of Qin Wuque also reacted. One of them, a middle-aged Arhat draped in a golden robe, stepped forward and angrily shouted at Li Hao:

"It's just a debate, do you really want to kill him?!"

Li Hao sneered, calmly saying, "I am just debating as well, why are you so agitated?"

Returning his own words back to him.

Though he did harbor murderous intent, he wouldn't kill a Buddha's disciple in public, as that would give the Buddha a legitimate reason to seek revenge.

Moreover, this Buddha's disciple probably had a noble title protecting him. Unless he agreed to a no-rules duel himself, killing him publicly in this debate would also violate the laws of the Da Yu Dynasty.

Hearing Li Hao's words, the middle-aged Arhat's face turned red with anger, like a furious Vajra.

"Debate? Is pressing someone to the ground and rubbing them like this a debate?"

But indeed, this was within the realm of Grandmaster debate, only that Qin Wuque was outclassed, or rather, the young man in front of them was too terrifying! The towering divine figure made even the middle-aged Arhat feel a bit uneasy. He had never seen such a huge divine soul. If it was just inflating the divine soul to this size, he could manage, but the power of it was another story!

"A debate should be moderated, you are going too far!"

The middle-aged Arhat's chest heaved with anger, but he maintained a solemn and respectful expression, trying to persuade Li Hao like a stern elder.

Li Hao calmly replied, "You said it should be 'moderated.' I focused my power on a single 'point.' Unfortunately, he couldn't take it. Is this your Buddha's disciple? He is about the same as the one I defeated with a chopstick earlier."

Hearing Li Hao's words, the middle-aged golden Arhat and the other three Infinite Mountain venerables felt their anger surge, nearly exploding with rage.

Years of cultivating self-discipline left them now feeling like their heads would explode with anger, their bodies trembling.

The one Li Hao referred to was naturally the Buddha's youngest direct disciple, Li Qianfeng.

Also, Qin Wuque's junior brother. The two had a good relationship.

Qin Wuque had provoked Li Hao to avenge Li Qianfeng and restore Infinite Mountain's honor, which had been damaged severely after Li Qianfeng's embarrassing defeat in the True Dragon Battle.

But unexpectedly, Qin Wuque's defeat was even more humiliating than Li Qianfeng's! And this was in front of everyone, with all the world's grandmasters witnessing. They couldn't imagine how much mockery and ridicule Infinite Mountain would face after this.

"So young and already so arrogant, is this what a member of the General's Mansion is like? No wonder your father had to personally suppress you!"

The middle-aged Arhat roared, "Stop now, you are being overly aggressive. Where is your Grandmaster's dignity?"

A flash of cold light appeared in Li Hao's eyes but quickly disappeared. He spoke coldly: "Are you asking for mercy on his behalf?"

"Mercy? Debates have winners and losers, you should not be so unforgiving!" The middle-aged Arhat suppressed his anger.

Qin Wuque still lay on the ground, unable to move. The longer this dragged on, the more face Infinite Mountain lost.

Li Hao sneered, "If there is reason, why show mercy? Since you admit to being in the wrong, just apologize properly. If you want mercy, let him beg for it himself!"

"You!"

The middle-aged Arhat's eyes blazed with anger, but he maintained a solemn expression.

If not for Li Hao's identity and the fear of breaking the rules, further disgracing Infinite Mountain, he would have personally suppressed Li Hao.

"Fine! Since this is a debate, let's debate!"

At this moment, another Infinite Mountain venerable spoke.

Apart from the middle-aged Arhat, the other three venerables had come to participate in this Grandmaster's debate with Qin Wuque.

In Infinite Mountain, a King Kong was of the Fifteen Mile Realm, a Venerable was a Heavenly Human Grandmaster, and an Arhat was of the Three Immortal Realm.

Above that were the Bodhisattvas by the Buddha's side.

"Let me debate your arrogance!"

A middle-aged Venerable stepped forward, his body emitting a radiant Buddha light. A string of prayer beads floated around him, each bead radiating a powerful aura, boosting his strength by half. He summoned his divine soul and, with it, unleashed his ultimate Grandmaster technique, punching at the chess piece on Qin Wuque's head.

The chess piece, glowing like a mini sun, was too dazzling to look at directly.

The Venerable's punch, containing the essence of his stillness path, moved slowly but carried immense power! With a bang, the punch, exploding with sonic booms, smashed into the chess piece.

But instead of shattering the radiant piece, the Venerable's arm suddenly exploded, his robe tearing, and his body flew backward!

His fist, dripping with blood, revealed white bone.

The crowd's pupils contracted in shock.

The middle-aged Venerable retreated rapidly, stopped only by the middle-aged Arhat, but he vomited a mouthful of blood, his face pale, staring in disbelief at the glowing chess piece.

He had felt an immense counterforce, as if punching an iron plate, with all his power bouncing back! His unpreparedness led to severe injury. Despite his enhanced physique with Buddha's golden elixirs, he wasn't a true body cultivator.

Now, his internal organs were shaking, and blood flowed from his eyes and nose.

"Impossible, what kind of Dao is this?"

He trembled, unable to believe it.

The middle-aged Arhat's face darkened.

The other two Venerables hesitated, unable to believe the young man could suppress Qin Wuque while still fending off their attacks.

They attacked together, one trying to lift the piece, the other to pull Qin Wuque away.

Seeing through their intentions, Li Hao sneered. The more Infinite Mountain tried, the more he wanted to humiliate them!

Using his force, he created an invisible barrier, integrating his comprehended Daos: Yin-Yang, Five Elements, Sun and Moon, Mountains and Rivers, Birds and Beasts.

He could redirect force, reduce damage, transfer attacks, and even embed hidden strikes within counterattacks!

His multifaceted Dao made his attacks unpredictable, far beyond simple Yin-Yang or Monkey Dao. Even a typical Three Immortal Realm would be slain by his sword, let alone these Grandmasters.

The Venerable wielding a demon-subduing staff felt his force swallowed by an invisible force, his power absorbed! Caught off guard, he was struck by a counterforce, his hand trembling, the staff torn from his grasp, throwing him off the platform.

Meanwhile, the elderly Venerable tried to pull Qin Wuque away but saw his companion fly off and felt a powerful wind.

Li Hao's divine figure's finger flicked, the middle finger like a mountain, sweeping down.

The old Venerable, panicked, threw a golden disk, which expanded rapidly, a beast head emerging from it. But it was smashed by the divine finger, the disk shattered, and the Venerable thrown into the Longjiang River.

Emerging from the waves, soaked and pale, he climbed back to the platform.

In a short time, three Venerables were defeated. The crowd was stunned by Li Hao's ability to suppress Qin Wuque and defeat three Infinite Mountain Venerables. What kind of monster was this young man?! Seeing the Heavenly Mechanic Tower rank him fifth on the Qianlong List, many had doubted. Now, it seemed the ranking was a joke!

Such terrifying power, yet only fifth? It was laughable!

The previous number one was now suppressed under a finger. What ranking could Li Hao possibly have?

"You!"

The middle-aged Arhat looked at Li Hao with shock and anger, never expecting this prodigy from the Li family to be so formidable.

When he heard that Li Qianfeng was almost killed by Li Hao with a chopstick, he thought the story was exaggerated. Now, it seemed that this young man was even more terrifying than they had imagined!

At just fourteen years old, could this boy already be invincible in the Grandmaster realm?!

The middle-aged Arhat gritted his teeth, his face turning ashen. He looked at the young man below the stage, who had a cold and mocking expression in his eyes. He knew that unless he personally intervened, this young man would utterly disgrace Infinite Mountain!

But if he did intervene, it wouldn't be honorable even if he won!

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged Arhat looked towards the crowd and loudly said, "Grandmaster debate, esteemed Grandmasters, who among you is willing to debate with this prodigy from the Li family? If you can win, Infinite Mountain will reward you with a precious treasure!"

Despite his extreme anger, his words were still dignified, maintaining the guise of a debate.

However, who among the crowd couldn't hear that he was seeking help to defeat Li Hao and save Infinite Mountain's face?

The so-called precious treasure was likely a significant favor from Infinite Mountain.

Immediately, many eyes in the crowd began to shine.

This was Infinite Mountain!

If the real man of the Heavenly Dao Palace didn't appear, it was the Buddha who dominated the world, and no one dared to face him head-on!

If they could obtain Infinite Mountain's favor, as long as they didn't publicly kill a prince, it would be an absolute life-saving charm!

"Haha, since it's a debate, let me join in the fun. Youthful exuberance, let me experience it!"

Soon, a Grandmaster in the crowd was tempted, leaping onto the stage and laughing.

Then, suddenly drawing his sword, he used his own created ultimate skill, divine power covering the blade, revealing a treasure form, with the momentum to cut through mountains and rivers, slashing directly at Li Hao's finger.

The blade contained destructive power, with a force of decay, seemingly able to wither all things!

This was also an extremely powerful Grandmaster Dao.

But where there is decay, there is also renewal.

Like the growth of grass and trees, all things bloom.

The force of decay did not affect Li Hao; on the contrary, under the reversal of Yin and Yang, a more magnificent artistic conception enveloped, instantly pressing on the sword-wielding Grandmaster, shaking him off the stage.

Defeated!

"I'll try too!"

Immediately, another Grandmaster took the stage. Without personally experiencing it, it was hard to comprehend the mystery of Li Hao's finger, but soon, this second Grandmaster was also knocked off by Li Hao's force imbued with Grandmaster's artistic conception.

One after another!

Grandmasters kept stepping onto the stage, some already realizing that the young man's power was beyond imagination, probably unbeatable in the same realm.

But thinking that after so many people's exhaustion, even a Grandmaster could run out of strength!

If they could take advantage of this and gain Infinite Mountain's favor, it wouldn't matter even if they offended this young master a bit.

With each Grandmaster stepping onto the stage, they were swiftly knocked off.

"It's Lin Qingfeng!"

"A Grandmaster from thirty years ago, is he going to take the stage too?"

The crowd looked at a person, a slender old man, but when he stood up, his shoulders seemed to hold up the heavens, with the demeanor of a Grandmaster from the snowy mountains beyond, transcendent and aloof.

Many were nervous, wondering if the young man could handle this.

Soon, the old man stepped onto the stage, without a weapon, his hands lightly reaching for the radiant finger, as if casually picking a fruit.

However, many Grandmasters' expressions changed when they saw his move.

The seamless natural flow, the kind of perfection and flawlessness, this was the Grandmaster's consummate realm!

With just a slight opportunity, he could transcend, stepping into a higher realm!

That was the realm of imminent transcendence!

His hands were a world unto themselves, capable of suppressing everything!

However, as his hands approached the radiant chess piece, suddenly, his hands began to burn, the skin rotting, countless blades cutting through, blood blossoming.

Lin Qingfeng's casual expression disappeared, his eyes becoming solemn, but his hands did not retreat, continuing to stretch forward.

But the closer he got, the more scars appeared on his arms, the radiance ahead like countless blades!

His nails peeled off, his sleeves shattered and torn!

Until finally, as his hands were about to touch the chess piece, a violent force erupted, like a tiger's roar, shaking his eardrums.

Lin Qingfeng's pupils contracted, his heart trembling, his old body flew out like a ragdoll, as if someone had kicked him hard.

With a thud!

Lin Qingfeng's body fell off the debate platform, his arms covered in blood, skin and flesh lacerated, a pitiful sight!

His old figure climbed up, his previously aloof and immaculate robes and neatly combed hair now scattered and tattered, looking extremely miserable.

Lin Qingfeng raised his head, blood oozing from his mouth, hidden by his disheveled hair, his heart shocked beyond words, his gaze slowly moving from the debate platform to the young man seated on the other side.

He suddenly realized that the young man had not personally intervened the entire time!!

A terrifying thought emerged in his mind.

Could it be that this fourteen-year-old boy had already reached the consummate realm of the Grandmaster and was half a step into the Three Immortal Realm?!

Thinking of this, his heart contracted violently, unable to bear it.

Which of those who entered the Heavenly Human Grandmaster realm was not a genius? Who hadn't been famous in their youth, hadn't ascended the Qianlong List!

But now, time was merciless, age increasing, they were already considered the older generation, but with the long lifespan of the Heavenly Human realm, their mentality remained young, still pursuing higher martial arts.

Thus, they had a competitive heart!

However, at this moment, his competitive heart was crushed by that single finger!

When Lin Qingfeng was defeated, the crowd was momentarily silent, after all, this was a Grandmaster of many years!

But soon, their attention shifted from him, and more people took the stage.

With a strong figure like Lin Qingfeng as a precedent, even if they failed, the consumption on the same level was enormous, this might not be an opportunity!

But in the next moment, the Grandmaster who took the stage was knocked off again, spewing blood.

Below the stage, Li Wushuang stared blankly at this scene.

From Qin Wuque's provocation of Li Hao, her full of anger, to Li Hao's action, suppressing Qin Wuque with one finger, her anger was replaced by shock.

The unique divine soul revealed during the battle with Li Tiangang, which had shaken the entire General's Mansion, was seen again.

And compared to that time, it was even more terrifying, previously not covered with divine flames, now burning with divine light all over, like an angry god descending to the world!

And the power displayed was beyond her imagination and understanding.

To be able to single-handedly defeat many renowned Grandmasters present!

While she was still pursuing the Fifteen Mile Realm and longing for the Heavenly Human Realm, that young man already had the aura and power to overlook the world's Grandmasters!

Was this the gap between them?

On the other side, Zhou Haitang stood up, putting away the shock in his eyes, and walked towards the stage.

Beside him, Zhou Ling'er and others reacted.

"Father!"

Zhou Ling'er hurriedly called, "Father, are you going too? No, you..."

She wanted to say, you can't beat him.

But as the words reached her mouth, she suddenly felt a bitter and sour taste.

In her mind, her father was a pillar, the most reliable and strong support.

But now, she had to admit, her father was no match for that young man she had previously belittled.

"Master!"

Xu Wan'er and the young man also hurriedly persuaded.

Zhou Haitang shook his head, taking a deep breath, "I must try, and also verify how far my Grandmaster's Dao is from perfection!"

He wanted to challenge, not only for the promise of Infinite Mountain, but also for the competitive heart of a Grandmaster!

Seeing such an extraordinary young man, seeing that finger's astonishing power and its contained Dao, he wanted to personally experience it!

Ignoring the dissuasion of his daughter and disciples, Zhou Haitang took the stage.

He mobilized all his strength, pores spraying, body power at its peak, the universe in harmony.

Then, he drew his sword, using his strongest ultimate skill, slashing out.

With a bang!

As the sword light touched the chess piece, an immense and vast martial arts conception enveloped him, instantly, Zhou Haitang seemed to feel the surging of all things, rushing towards his body.

His pupils dilated, contracted, his heart so shocked that he couldn't speak.

So, the young man's martial arts conception was not just one...

His body flew out, falling outside the arena, spitting blood, his chest's clothes torn to pieces, extremely embarrassed.

"Father!"

Zhou Ling'er hurriedly stepped forward, her eyes red.

Zhou Haitang struggled to get up, coughing blood, quickly taking out a bottle of precious medicine and swallowing it, stabilizing his injuries, "I'm fine."

He turned his head and looked at the young man seated on the other side.

The young man sat quietly on an ordinary chair, yet he exuded an aura as if he were alone atop the highest peak, gazing down upon the world with an aloof and serene demeanor.

This extraordinary scene silenced the crowd. Every Grandmaster who had stepped up to challenge Li Hao had been swiftly defeated. The young man hadn't even needed to move; his power, his very presence, had been enough to overwhelm them all.

Whispers spread among the spectators. Admiration, envy, and fear were all mixed in the eyes of those present. The truth was undeniable—this fourteen-year-old was a prodigy among prodigies, potentially unparalleled in his generation.

Zhou Haitang, though injured and humbled, could not help but feel a sense of awe as he gazed at Li Hao. He had thought himself strong, a Grandmaster whose name was known far and wide. Yet, in front of this young man, his strength seemed trivial.

The silence was broken by the sound of hesitant footsteps. Another figure was stepping onto the stage, yet the confidence that had initially driven many to challenge Li Hao was waning. This new challenger, seeing the fate of the others, couldn't help but falter. The boy on the chair didn't seem bothered in the slightest. His calm, piercing eyes met the new challenger's gaze, and with a slight smile, he made a gesture as if to say, "Come."

The challenger hesitated for a moment longer, then bowed slightly and said, "I concede. There is no need for me to embarrass myself further." He stepped down from the stage, his respect for Li Hao evident in his retreat.

The middle-aged Arhat from Infinite Mountain, seeing this scene, felt a mixture of frustration and helplessness. He had hoped that the continuous challenges might tire Li Hao or at least show a chink in his armor, but it seemed the boy's strength and composure were unshakable.

At this moment, the Heavenly Mechanic Sage stepped forward. He nodded to Li Hao, acknowledging his strength, and addressed the crowd. "Today, we have witnessed an extraordinary display of talent. It is clear that Li Hao's prowess is unmatched among us. Let us conclude this debate and honor the skills and spirit he has shown."

The crowd murmured in agreement. Though many had hoped to see Li Hao bested, there was also a growing respect for the young man who had so thoroughly demonstrated his superiority.

As the assembly began to disperse, many came up to Li Hao to offer their congratulations and respect. Some sought to establish friendly ties, others simply wanted to be acknowledged by such a powerful figure. Li Hao, for his part, remained polite and humble, his demeanor unchanged by the adulation.

Li Wushuang approached him, her earlier anger and frustration replaced by a newfound respect. "Li Hao," she said softly, "your strength is truly extraordinary. I hope that one day I can reach even a fraction of your level."

Li Hao nodded, offering a rare smile. "Keep striving, cousin. The path is long, but dedication will always bear fruit."

With that, the debate concluded. The legend of the fourteen-year-old Grandmaster would spread far and wide, cementing Li Hao's place in the annals of martial history. The world had seen his power, and none could deny that he was a force to be reckoned with, a true prodigy destined for greatness.