Yang Zhan's technique shocked everyone. Even the twelve elders watching from the sky were moved. This was a rare seedling that only appeared once every five hundred years. Even the Great Elder had the thought of accepting him as a disciple, let alone the other elders.
"Then I'll let you witness my true strength!"
Zhao Tianlong's expression turned incomparably solemn when he saw Yang Zhan easily block the first strike of his Tyrant Dragon Nine Deaths Fist. In the next instant, an even more powerful energy fluctuation erupted from his body.
His entire body had turned purplish black, and there was a layer of faint purple light flowing on his skin that was not covered by his clothes. His muscles were bulging.
Zhao Tianlong's entire body seemed to be filled with air as a sonic boom rang out from his body. His entire body suddenly grew a lot taller, as if he had transformed into an incomparably muscular giant.
"This …"
Yang Zhan raised his head to look at Zhao Tianlong, feeling extremely shocked. Zhao Tianlong's body-tempering technique was indeed unique. Unfortunately, it was a flawed body-tempering technique.
An extremely berserk aura erupted from Zhao Tianlong's body.
Everyone below the stage was incomparably shocked. Zhao Tianlong had actually held back.
However, Gu Fei shook his head. Zhao Tianlong was exhausting his life force. If he frantically used this body-tempering technique, the hidden injuries on his body would only worsen.
He was using his life to fight. Even if he could defeat Yang Zhan, he would not be able to live for long.
At this moment, Zhao Tianlong completely ignored Yang Zhan's attack as he strode towards Yang Zhan.
"Hmph!"
Yang Zhan's body jerked as the power of the five elements erupted. In the next instant, he threw a punch at the approaching Zhao Tianlong. In that instant, the power of the five elements frantically converged on his fist.
With the power of the five elements combined, the energy fluctuations that erupted from Yang Zhan's fist instantly doubled. His fist moved rapidly in the air, causing faint ripples to appear everywhere it passed.
"The power of the five elements combined, a technique that is close to the Dao!"
The elders in the sky were shocked by Yang Zhan's punch. This was a battle technique that only an Immortal could execute. Although it seemed simple, it contained the profundities of the five elements and touched upon the Dao.
However, Zhao Tianlong did not dodge or evade Yang Zhan's mighty punch. Instead, his large hand directly grabbed at Yang Zhan's head.
This was a completely lose-lose strategy.
Bam!
Yang Zhan's fist smashed into Zhao Tianlong's chest. In the next instant, Zhao Tianlong's feet left the ground as he was sent flying backwards.
Without any suspense, the power behind Yang Zhan's punch was already close to that of an Immortal. No matter how strong Zhao Tianlong was, it was impossible for him to block this punch.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Zhao Tianlong directly fell off the stage, his entire body deflating like a deflated balloon.
Yang Zhan shook his head and said helplessly, "It's just a matter of one punch. Sigh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have fought with you for so long."
At this moment, Zhao Tianlong had already landed on the ground. Staring at Yang Zhan on the stage, he slowly said, "I've lost!"
"Is winning or losing that important?"
Yang Zhan shrugged.
Zhao Tianlong wanted to say something, but his face suddenly flushed red. With a "Wah!", he spat out a mouthful of blood.
There seemed to be some clots in the blood.
"Zhao Tianlong is finished."
The elders in the sky shook their heads when they saw this scene. Zhao Tianlong had forcefully used a big move and had already overdrawn his body. Now, he had been punched by Yang Zhan.
Adding old wounds to new injuries, it was already amazing that Zhao Tianlong could still stand.
"Senior Brother!"
An ordinary-looking disciple in green robes walked up, placed his hand on Zhao Tianlong's shoulder, and left the square with him.
This disciple in green robes was actually supporting Zhao Tianlong. It was just that he did it secretly.
Gu Fei didn't say anything as he watched Zhao Tianlong's departing figure. However, his intuition told him that this Zhao Tianlong was definitely someone with a story.
At this moment, Yang Zhan had defeated Zhao Tianlong with a single punch. This caused all the disciples in green robes and the new disciples to be dumbfounded and in disbelief.
One had to know that Zhao Tianlong was known as the number one existence in Yingtian Courtyard below the Immortal Realm. He was invincible against those below the Immortal Realm. However, who would have thought that he would be defeated by a new disciple who had yet to acknowledge a master?
Those disciples in green robes were naturally unconvinced, but they didn't dare to challenge Yang Zhan on the stage.
Within the crowd, Wang Long's expression was somewhat complicated as he looked at Yang Zhan on the stage. This was the importance of standing on the right team. If he had firmly supported Gu Fei that day, then the person standing on the stage right now would be him.
"If anyone is unconvinced, feel free to come up."
Yang Zhan looked at the crowd of cultivators below the stage and arrogantly said.
No one spoke. Even Zhao Tianlong had been defeated by Yang Zhan. Who else would dare to court death? As for those white-robed Immortal Realm disciples, they couldn't act.
"No one is coming up? Doesn't that mean I'm number one? "
Yang Zhan said with surprise and joy. However, as he thought about it, his forehead began to sweat. This wasn't his true cultivation. If the Elders of Yingtian Courtyard were to find out that he was faking it, the consequences would be dire!
He wouldn't be able to withstand the fury of the courtyard's Elders.
As he thought of this, Yang Zhan couldn't help but look at Gu Fei below the stage.
At this time, no one spoke. Yang Zhan had single-handedly suppressed the group of Yingtian Courtyard disciples to the point where they didn't even dare to raise their heads. What kind of style was this?
The new disciples were incomparably envious. Many of them even viewed Yang Zhan as their idol.
"He's invincible below the Immortal Realm!"
Up in the sky, the Great Elder who rarely spoke suddenly said such a sentence.
"Invincible below the Immortal Realm?"
Everyone was shocked to the extreme. This was definitely the highest evaluation.
Just at this moment, a crane carrying a white-robed, white-haired old man descended from the sky and arrived in the sky above the square. The arrival of the man and the crane actually gave off a feeling of a spring breeze. The vitality of the world became exuberant.
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
Seeing the old man sitting on the back of the crane, the twelve Elders sitting on the immortal clouds hurriedly stood up and saluted the old man.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
In an instant, all the white-robed disciples of Yingtian Courtyard, regardless of whether they were the Hall Master's disciples, the Elders' disciples, the true disciples, or the green-robed disciples, all bowed to the old man on the back of the crane.
"Hall … Hall Master?"
Seeing this scene, the new disciples on the square were all dumbfounded. Some of them hurriedly followed suit and bowed to the old man in fear.
But some of them remained standing. Gu Fei and Yang Zhan didn't bow to the old man in the sky.
Gu Fei only bowed to his parents and Master. Other than them, he never bowed to anyone else.
"Hm?"
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