Zhang Jiuxiao cried.
She was really crying.
As a member of the Luo Clan, he had seen countless geniuses, and he knew just how fearsome they could be. He knew that he would be able to recover swiftly from the blows he received from such a person, but … to be pummeled by the weapon he had forged, and more importantly, the other party even threatened him, saying that he would slap him if he continued speaking …
His heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.
Is this still my weapon?
He had only listened to a lecture. Was there a need to betray him?
Feeling stifled, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but listen to the other party's words as well. After listening for a moment, the zhenqi in his body began to circulate according to the other party's instructions.
"This … What a formidable cultivation technique! It can be considered as one of the best in the clan … and it's actually passed down to one's offspring just like that?"
Zhang Jiuxiao swayed.
As a descendant of a clan, he naturally had good eyesight.
There was nothing fancy about the content that the young man was imparting, but it went straight to the core of the Dao, allowing one to cultivate with greater ease and smoothness. Just this point alone was enough to prove that the young man's understanding of the Dao was far superior to that of many cultivation techniques.
"No, I can't continue listening. Otherwise, I'll definitely be graced by him and become his student …"
Zhang Jiuxiao gritted his teeth.
Even though Zhang Xuan's Soul Depth was nothing compared to Zhang Xuan's, it was still far superior to that of ordinary Seven Star master teachers. On top of that, due to the distance between them, he was still able to maintain his composure despite the incredible prowess of the Impartation of Heaven's Will.
Suppressing his desire to continue listening to the lecture, he struggled to dig himself out from the wall. Just as he was thinking about how he could disrupt the lecture, he saw a millstone-like buttocks wriggling over.
"Come and help me …"
Zhang Jiuxiao struggled for a moment, but he was unable to get to his feet. Heaving a sigh of relief, he beckoned Zhang Jiuxiao over.
He knew that the woman in front of him was a loyal fan of his. She was infatuated with him to the point of insanity. Not to mention being helped up, just looking at him would make him excited for days.
Pa!
Just as Zhang Xuan was waiting for the other party to jump around in agitation, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. A massive millstone was flying straight toward his face.
Whoosh!
Once again, he flew backward and crashed into the wall, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
"Shut up. If I see you disturbing Zhang Shi's class again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
With a cold snort, the millstone twisted its body and slowly walked away.
"…" Zhang Jiuxiao.
His weapon had betrayed him, and even his most loyal fan had betrayed him. Just what kind of magic did this Zhang Xuan have?
Feeling so stifled that he could spurt blood, Zhang Xuan continued listening to the other party's words. This time, he could no longer hold himself back. Thus, he began driving his zhenqi according to the other party's instructions.
His strength and aura, which had been damaged due to his injuries, quickly recovered.
The more he cultivated, the more profound it seemed to him, and his eyes gradually blurred.
"Alright, that's all for today! If you have any questions, you can ask me privately after class! "
After an unknown period of time, Zhang Xuan waved his hand dismissively.
"Yes, teacher!"
The ten thousand master teachers of Mingshi Tang all knelt down in unison, all of them in awe.
Although this Zhang Shi's lecture time was not long, it had benefited them greatly. In the future, their cultivation would definitely increase greatly.
Zhang Jiuxiao followed behind the crowd and knelt down without the slightest hesitation.
"It's over …"
Seeing the looks on everyone's faces, Pavilion Master Gou knew that it was impossible for them to stop Zhang Xuan anymore. In an instant, he felt as if he had aged several hundred years.
He had thought that the ten thousand master teachers of Mingshi Tang would have been able to stop Zhang Xuan, but who would have thought that they would have been able to turn the other party into his students?
If only he had known that Zhang Xuan was so formidable, he would not have spoken up for Tian Qing.
"It's your turn now!"
Just as Pavilion Master Gou was feeling stifled, the young man's voice suddenly sounded once more. Lifting his gaze, he saw Zhang Xuan looking at him and Vice Pavilion Master Tian.
The first trial of Pavilion Crashing was to challenge all of the master teachers of Mingshi Tang, but since all of them had become Zhang Xuan's students, only he and the two vice pavilion masters were left.
On top of that, Wu Shi was on good terms with Zhang Xuan, so it was unlikely that he would make a move. In other words, only he and Tian Qing were left.
"Since things have come to this, I'll have a match with you!"
Tossing aside the stifled feeling in his heart, Pavilion Master Gou exhaled deeply.
In any case, he had already embarrassed himself to such an extent, so he did not mind losing a little more.
No matter what, he was still a Leaving Aperture realm expert. Even though he had not undergone the lightning ordeal and could not be considered as a true Leaving Aperture realm expert, his fighting prowess was still far above that of Vice Pavilion Master Tian and Wu Shi!
"Tian Qing, watch from the side and don't make a move. Even if our Mingshi Tang loses, we still have to uphold our dignity!"
Seeing that even Temple Master Tian was getting restless, Pavilion Master Gou harrumphed coldly.
It was already embarrassing enough for a Seven Star pinnacle master teacher to make a move against a 6-star master teacher. If the two of them were to gang up on him, he would really be too embarrassed to face anyone else.
"Yes, Pavilion Master Gou!" A cold glint flashed across Tian Qing's eyes.
"Zhang Shi, even though Pavilion Master Gou hasn't undergone the lightning ordeal and can't be considered as a true Leaving Aperture realm expert, his fighting prowess is still not something that I can deal with. You must be careful in the battle!"
When Zhang Xuan was less than ten meters away from Pavilion Master Gou, Wu Shi's voice sounded in his ears.
He had seen everything that had happened today. Regardless of whether it was right or wrong, no matter what happened, nothing could happen to Zhang Shi.
"En!" Zhang Xuan nodded.
Leaving Aperture realm experts could be divided into Pseudo Leaving Aperture realm and True Leaving Aperture realm. The former meant that one's Primordial Spirit could be separated from one's physical body, but it had yet to undergo a lightning tribulation.
Without the tempering of the Lightning Tribulation, no matter how powerful one's Primordial Spirit was, it would still be limited to a certain extent. For example, if Zhang Xuan had not undergone the Saint Ascension Tribulation, his fighting prowess would never have reached such a level.
Hall Master Xing was a Quasi Leaving Aperture realm cultivator. His fighting prowess was far above that of a Half-Leaving Aperture realm cultivator, but he was still a ways off from reaching Leaving Aperture realm primary stage.
Even so, it was still extremely terrifying. It could manipulate the surrounding environment and space, making it impossible to defend against.
"Make your move!"
Knowing that the person before him should be the strongest opponent aside from Luo Chengxin, Zhang Xuan's gaze turned grave.
Hula!
Without saying a word, Pavilion Master Gou raised his hands and sent a powerful palm strike toward Zhang Xuan.
His palm strike was not particularly powerful, and his zhenqi did not seem to be particularly powerful either. However, when paired with the strength of his Primordial Spirit, the surrounding space seemed to have been frozen, turning incredibly viscous.
Leaving Aperture realm cultivators are able to manipulate space, making it difficult for them to move. If I hadn't learned Ancient Sage Qiu Wu's Heavenly Art of Dimension Unravel, I would have been bound before I could even make a move …
Sensing the changes in the surroundings, Zhang Xuan remarked.
As expected of the strongest existences in the Qingyuan Empire. Even without undergoing the lightning ordeal, Leaving Aperture realm cultivators were still not existences that he could deal with.
"Retreat!"
Without the slightest hint of emotion, Pavilion Master Gou pushed his feet against the ground and began retreating.
Before reaching the Leaving Aperture realm, there was a limit to the range of one's control. As long as one could escape from it, they would not be affected in the slightest.
"Do you think that you can retreat?"
Pavilion Master Gou sneered coldly as he raised his hand and grabbed at the air. In an instant, the space in the hall seemed to have collapsed, and the speed at which Zhang Xuan was retreating immediately slowed down.
Battle technique, Tiger Roar Capturing Hand!
Even though it was just an ordinary Saint realm primary battle technique, in the hands of Pavilion Master Gou, it wielded strength far surpassing that of a Saint realm intermediate stage battle technique.
Tzzzzz!
A vortex of zhenqi descended upon Zhang Xuan as if a cage.
Feeling his body turning viscous, Zhang Xuan's retreating speed slowed down once more.
Previously, he could retreat more than ten meters in a single breath, but now, he could not even retreat half a meter.
"As expected of a master teacher!"
Zhang Xuan exclaimed. All of a sudden, he halted his retreat, and with a jolt, he vanished from the spot.
"This is bad!"
Seeing that his grasp had missed, Pavilion Master Gou narrowed his eyes in alarm. Just as he was about to say something, a figure suddenly appeared before him, and a palm pressed down lightly on him.
The other party had actually made use of the prowess of his Great Seizing Hand to close in on him.
However, that was not the extent of the other party's strength.
"If a Leaving Aperture realm cultivator is allowed to close in on you, there's no doubt that they will die. However, do you think that you will be able to enter with your strength? "
Sneering coldly, Pavilion Master Gou's massive Primordial Spirit materialized in midair. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xuan's entire body seemed to have been sealed. Even though his palm was only half a meter away from the other party, he was unable to advance any further.
"Is this the strength of a Leaving Aperture realm cultivator?"
Zhang Xuan's joints paled as he finally understood the disparity between him and the other party.
Even though he had learned the Heavenly Art of Dimension Unravel and had some understanding of spatial manipulation, it was still impossible for him to face an expert of such caliber head-on.
"It seems like … this is my limit!"
Knowing where his limit was, Zhang Xuan decided not to probe any further. In an instant, all of the acupoints in his body burst open.
Powerful zhenqi gushed out from his acupoints, and in the blink of an eye, his hands seemed to have morphed into thousands of hands, stacking on top of one another.
"Thousand Hands Rulai Palm? How can that move be so powerful? "
"It seems like someone has modified the move, or else it wouldn't be able to wield such might …"
The master teachers in the room recognized the palm art, and they were taken aback.
The Thousand Hands Rulai Palm was a Saint intermediate-tier battle technique. While it allowed one to execute a hundred palm strikes, due to the fact that the strength of the palm strike was dispersed, the strength behind each palm strike wasn't too great. Against an opponent stronger than the wielder, it could only serve as a distraction.
However, the palm art that Zhang Shi executed was completely different. Every single palm strike was filled with immense might, carrying an aura of devastation. Putting aside cultivators of the same cultivation realm, even a Primordial Spirit realm pinnacle expert would be crushed on the spot!
"How much zhenqi does one have to possess to execute so many palm strikes?"
One of the master teachers exclaimed in astonishment.
The crowd fell silent as they felt their throats turning dry.
Indeed. To execute more than a hundred palm strikes in an instant, and every single one of them was at its peak … Even if one were to learn this move, one would not have enough zhenqi to sustain it.
After all, even if one were to accumulate all of the zhenqi in one's body, it would still be insufficient for one to execute even half a move.
Si la!
Under the overwhelming might of the palm strike, the sealed space in the surroundings was torn apart as if silk. With a light leap, Zhang Xuan broke free from the control of his Primordial Spirit and soared into the air.
Clenching his thumb and middle finger tightly together, Zhang Xuan raised his palm upward and pressed it downward.
Hong long!
A massive palm imprint tore through the air, heading straight for Pavilion Master Gou's Primordial Spirit.
"Th-this …"
Upon seeing this sight, Zhang Jiuxiao's face paled. He turned to a master teacher beside him and asked, "Do you remember a palm art that descends from the heavens?"
"I don't," the master teacher replied with a shake of his head.
"…" Zhang Jiuxiao.
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