Liang Yufeng looked at the spinning energy swords and sighed helplessly. He could be thick-skinned enough to fly 1,000 miles away, but that did not mean he had won. He was Autumn Mountain's second disciple. He enjoyed an indisputable position and support in Great Han. He was also one of the few Perfected Ones in Great Han. Countless eyes were on him, and his every move would be magnified.
With his master's orders, he had no choice but to return.
When he returned to Autumn Mountain, the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion and the Autumn Mountain disciples looked at Liang Yufeng.
Liang Yufeng walked into the square and looked at Yu Shangrong. Yu Shangrong had already retracted his energy swords. He looked calm as though nothing had happened.
He looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "I've lost."
Although the outcome of the battle was not decided, it was clear that Yu Shangrong's dominance over Liang Yufeng was stronger than his opponent's. Everyone present could tell the difference. Liang Yufeng was not a fool. If he insisted on being stubborn, not only would he lose his skills, but he would also lose face.
"Thank you for letting me win," Yu Shangrong said.
Liang Yufeng turned around and fell to one knee at Chen Fu. He said, "I'm not skilled enough, and I've brought shame to Autumn Mountain's name. Please punish me, master."
Chen Fu said, "Victory and defeat are commonplace in war. The best strategy is to be courageous after humiliation. Do you understand? "
"Yes, master," Liang Yufeng replied.
Chen Fu said, "Do you still remember the first lesson I taught you?"
The ten Autumn Mountain disciples pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
Their arrogance had vanished after their eldest brother and second brother were defeated. It was as though their master was the only one who could support this world. It was as though Autumn Mountain would never fall as long as their master was around. The faith and support Chen Fu had left for Autumn Mountain and the people of Great Han was too great.
"The path of cultivation is long. You must always remember that there's always someone better out there," Chen Fu said.
Chen Fu was the only sage in Great Han who could stand against the Great Void. He was the only one who understood that everything in the world was but an ant in the Great Void's eyes, a drop in the ocean.
The heavens had never seen a battle between ants, and they could not be bothered to see it. When the Heavenly Dao collapsed, the ants would disappear from the world before they could even sense it.
Liang Yufeng bowed sincerely and raised his voice as he said, "Thank you for your teachings, master."
"You may leave," Chen Fu said.
"Yes."
Liang Yufeng retreated to the side.
After the sparring match ended, Duanmu Sheng could no longer hold himself back.
He did not like Second Brother's fighting style at all. He immediately raised his Conqueror Spear and stepped into the arena. His eyes were like fire as he pointed his spear at everyone and said, "You, come out!"
He was pointing at the third disciple of Autumn Water Mountain, Zhou Guang.
Zhou Guang was taken aback. The disciples who thought Duanmu Sheng's eyes were lifeless suddenly sensed a powerful aura from him.
Hu!
Duanmu Sheng retracted his Overlord Spear and pressed it against his back. He held it upside down and raised his arm slightly. He looked majestic.
Initially, Zhou Guang was confident he could defeat Duanmu Sheng. No matter how he looked at it, he did not think Duanmu Sheng had the demeanor of an expert. But now … Zhou Guang felt a little guilty.
But he couldn't show it.
How could the disciples of Autumn Water Mountain be looked down upon?
"I've been waiting for a long time," Duanmu Sheng said.
If he didn't come, the flowers would wither.
The disciples of Mount Autumn Water were extremely embarrassed.
In the face of such merciless mockery, they could only endure it.
Zhou Guang looked at Duanmu Sheng's muscular body that brimmed with power. The more he looked at Duanmu Sheng, the more he felt Duanmu Sheng was not a simple person.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Duanmu Sheng walked into the arena and said in a clear voice, "Although I'm the third disciple of Mount Autumn Water, my talent is lacking. I'm far inferior to Old Fourth and Old Fifth. However … I won't back down from my master's orders. Even if I lose, I'll treat it as a learning experience. I hope you won't be stingy with your teachings, brother. "
Before the fight even began, he had already thought of the lines he would say if he lost. Even if he lost, it would not be too embarrassing.
Duanmu Sheng was displeased. He pointed his Overlord Spear at Yun Tongxiao, Old Fourth, and said, "In that case, I'll spar with you. Although seniority is important, strength is even more important. It's not my style to bully the weak, and it's not … "
Mingshi Yin interrupted, "Don't. I like to bully the weak. Third Senior Brother, don't blindly represent me. Has there ever been any fairness in the cultivation world since ancient times? In short, all losers are weaklings. "
"…"
Duanmu Sheng glared at him. "In any case, I don't like to bully the weak. However, since you insist on doing this, I'll play along."
"???" Yun Tongxiao smiled.
'Who insists on doing this? Is he a fool?'
Duanmu Sheng was speechless.
Yun Tongxiao coughed and said with a smile, "Well said. I hope I can withstand three moves from you, brother."
He took another step back.
The more Duanmu Sheng listened, the angrier he became. What did he mean by three moves? This was not satisfying at all. How could it be considered a decent fight if they did not exchange more than 100 blows?
Duanmu Sheng raised his Overlord Spear and said in a clear voice, "Pick anyone from the Evil Sky Pavilion! Don't say I didn't give you a chance! "
Upon hearing this, the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion exchanged looks.
The Autumn Water Mountain disciples discussed among themselves. 'What's going on?'
Chen Fu said with a smile, "Old Brother Lu, this disciple of yours is interesting."
Lu Zhou said, "He's always been like this. He's straightforward."
"Then, should we let them be?"
"Let them be."
Lu Zhou and Chen Fu had no intention of interfering. They would let them do as they pleased.
The Evil Sky Pavilion had already won two rounds. Even if they lost the third round, it would not be considered embarrassing. Moreover, the Evil Sky Pavilion was not weak. No matter how much Autumn Water Mountain wanted to win, he could not possibly challenge a Hundred Tribulations Insight disciple with his strength as a Perfected One. That would only show how shameless he was, but it would not prove how powerful he was.
That was true.
However, Yun Tongxiao wanted to pick a weaker opponent.
He quickly scanned his surroundings. 'Should I pick the weakest and pick another opponent after I win? I won't be embarrassed if I don't know if my opponent is weak. Moreover, it would boost my morale.'
'In that case, who's the weakest?'
Yun Tongxiao looked at the four elders. Leng Luo wore a silver mask on his face. His arms were crossed as he stood with a ramrod straight. His bearing was cold, and his aura was intimidating. This was the demeanor of an elite. Zuo Yushu held her Coiling Dragon Staff and propped it on the ground. Her coiling dragon ornament shone faintly, and her every movement emitted a mysterious power. Pan Litian had a hunched back. His Golden Gourd Bottle glowed faintly at his waist. There was a faint smile on his face. He was calm in this situation. If one had not been through life and death, one would not be able to act so carefree. Hua Wudao was slightly more reserved, but his posture was conservative and his aura was restrained. He was a cautious person.
Hua Wudao was slightly more reserved, but his posture was conservative and his aura was restrained. He was a cautious person. Hua Wudao was slightly more reserved. However, his aura was restrained. He was a cautious person. Hua Wudao was slightly more reserved. However, his posture was conservative, and his aura was restrained. He was a cautious person.
Yun Tongxiao continued to choose.
Initially, he wanted to pick the thinner young man with a smile on his face. However, based on his self-introduction, he seemed to be the Evil Sky Pavilion's fourth disciple. 'Since he dares to interrupt Third Senior Brother, I'll forget about him. He might be a treacherous fellow.'
In the end, his gaze fell on Zhu Honggong who was shorter, chubby, and looked like he was about to fall asleep at any moment.
He said, "May I spar with this brother?"
The others turned to look at Zhu Honggong.
Duanmu Sheng looked over as well.
"Eighth Junior Brother?"
Zhu Honggong was slightly shocked as well. He pointed at himself. "Me?"
'Who the f * ck did I offend? I just want to watch the show and stare. I don't want to spar with you!'
Yun Tongxiao said with a smile, "Please."
Zhu Honggong said, "That's not appropriate, is it?"
"It's just a spar. It's not like we're going to risk our lives," Yun Tongxiao said with a smile.
"My cultivation base is so weak. It'll be embarrassing if I lose," Zhu Honggong said.
Yun Tongxiao thought to himself, 'This fellow is smart. To think he's copying me. I can't give him the chance.' He said, "It's fine. If I'm lucky enough to defeat you, I'll pick another opponent. What do you think?"
In other words, defeating a weak opponent would not be considered a victory.
Duanmu Sheng did not give it much thought. He urged, "Old Eighth, this is a good chance to train. Don't miss it."
"Oh. Alright. "
Zhu Honggong stepped forward reluctantly.
Some of the Autumn Water Mountain disciples laughed softly.
Based on the way he walked and the expression on his face, it was clear he was the weakest in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Zhu Honggong raised his fists. Swoosh!
He clasped the gloves on his fists.
Yun Tongxiao praised, "What a unique weapon. There aren't many people who use gloves."
"I'll rely on my fists!" Zhu Honggong's eyes widened as he charged forward.
Although Zhu Honggong had been cultivating in the Evil Sky Pavilion for quite some time, Ji Tiandao had only taught him half of the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast. He had learned the techniques on his own without anyone to teach him. Lu Zhou had added the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast later. Hence, he showed his cowardice as soon as he made his move.
When Zhu Honggong was in front of Yun Tongxiao, Yun Tongxiao moved cautiously. The space around him shifted slightly.
When he saw this, Yu Zhenghai said, "The power of Dao?"
A Perfected One could master the power of Dao. This was the greatest technique for cultivators below the Perfected One realm.
He hadn't expected Yun Tongxiao to use the power of the Dao.
At the same level, the power of the Dao could cancel each other out, but Eighth Brother was clearly not at the level of a Dao Perfected Being.
Bang!
Zhu Honggong flew forward.
Yun Tongxiao appeared behind him and slapped him on the back.
There was no suspense.
Zhu Honggong cried out in surprise. As he lunged forward, he used the momentum to flip and forcefully land on the ground before he took a few steps back.
"Nice, Dao power," Zhu Honggong exclaimed.
Yun Tongxiao asked curiously, "Brother, how many birth charts do you have?"
Initially, Zhu Honggong did not want to fight. However, after taking a palm strike and seeing so many people laughing at him, he was not willing to admit defeat. He charged forward.
"I don't have a Birth Providence!"
Hu hu hu!
The fist energy exploded!
Each of the energy fists was like a flood dragon that advanced in unison.
Yun Tongxiao sensed the strength of the young man and thought that he was joking.
With such great power, how could he not have a Life Providence?
Yun Tongxiao struck out with his palms repeatedly. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! His palms collided with the energy fist.
He did not use the power of the Dao. That would be too unfair. If he won, he should at least win beautifully.
The palm seals were accurate and destroyed the energy fists.
"Let's go!" Yun Tongxiao suddenly pushed out a huge palm seal.
Zhu Honggong was sent flying.
Little Yuan 'er and Conch covered their eyes at the same time and watched the battle through the gaps between their fingers.
It was tragic.
Thud!
Zhu Honggong landed on the ground. He cried out in pain.
The others roared with laughter.
Yun Tongxiao, on the other hand, frowned. 'Did I really pick the weakest one? That's too weak! '
He stole a glance at his master, Chen Fu. His expression was unreadable. He did not seem happy at all.
'This …'
'Forget it for now. The bigger picture is more important. Qiushui Mountain's reputation and dignity must not be tarnished. After winning this battle, I'll just continue with the challenge!'
Yun Tongxiao strode toward Zhu Honggong and said, "Brother, I won't fall for your trick!"
He was trying to prove that Zhu Honggong was acting.
Even though he knew that was not the case, he had to say that.
When he reached Zhu Honggong, his Primal Qi spread out and enveloped him.
He struck with his palm.
Zhu Honggong's plump body bounced up. He crossed his fists to block. Bam!
The Qiushui Mountain disciples parted.
Zhu Honggong reeled back. He cried out, "Ow!"
The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion were speechless.
It was one thing for him to be sent flying, but could he not scream? How embarrassing!
Zhu Honggong could not care less about this. After he landed, he flipped around and looked at Yun Tongxiao who was charging at him. He immediately brandished the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast. "Stop!"
The two fists collided.
Bam!
Yun Tongxiao blocked it with a single palm. He pushed it forward and said, "Not enough."
"Celestial phenomena."
The energy fist was like a dragon, causing the heavens to change.
Chen Fu looked up slightly. He exclaimed in shock, "Why is this happening?"
Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Keep watching."
Yun Tongxiao's palm seal enlarged and blocked the celestial phenomena. He said, "Still not enough."
Zhu Honggong shouted, "Saluo!"
This was the final and most powerful technique of the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast.
When the two fists collided, a thunderous boom rang in the air. Nine bolts of lightning-like power wrapped around Zhu Honggong's fists and pushed them forward.
Yun Tongxiao was certain that Zhu Honggong was not a Perfected One. Hence, he moved leisurely as he fought and retreated. He easily blocked all of Zhu Honggong's attacks.
Yun Tongxiao steadied himself and pushed with his palm. Bam!
The two of them were at a stalemate.
Yun Tongxiao said with a smile, "Still not enough."
"Not enough?" Zhu Honggong was puzzled.
"You've given it your all, but I haven't," Yun Tongxiao said with a smile, "Be careful with this palm strike."
He joined his palms together and spread them apart. A hovering palm seal appeared before him. He was about to push it out, but his arms could not move at all.
"Hm?" Yun Tongxiao frowned.
Whizz!
He felt a surge of power coming from behind him.
Two golden energy seals that resembled pincers clamped down on his arms.
Zhu Honggong launched an energy fist. "Transmigration."
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! The energy fist shattered the palm seal and struck Yun Tongxiao's chest with unstoppable force.
"Cherishing Flowers!"
Zhu Honggong leaped up. He somersaulted in the air and struck out horizontally. The densely packed energy fists landed on Yun Tongxiao's protective energy.
Yun Tongxiao felt his Qi and blood surging, but he could not move.
The Autumn Water Mountain disciples widened their eyes as they stared at the huge golden man.
'What … What technique is this?
Why is it a Hundred Tribulations Insight technique?
It's really a Hundred Tribulations Insight technique! '
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Lightning."
Boom!
Zhu Honggong threw caution to the wind and struck Yun Tongxiao's chest with everything he had learned.
Finally, his protective energy shattered.
"Halt!"
It began with halt, and it ended with halt!
Bam!
Yun Tongxiao felt the pain. He immediately unleashed his Dao power. Space froze, and Zhu Honggong's movements stiffened.
Yun Tongxiao seized the opportunity to look behind him. The huge golden man stood behind him and clamped down on his arms. There were no Golden Lotuses beneath its feet, and its arms were powerful. This was clearly the form of a Hundred Tribulations Insight cultivator!
"…"
Yun Tongxiao turned to look at Zhu Honggong, who was frozen by his Dao power.
He could not believe that an opponent like this had forced him to this extent.
Even if he won, would he still have the face to do so?
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