Jun Changxiao wanted to leave, but Elder Jin didn’t agree and resolutely declared war on him, this sect leader, using his elder status.

The main event was about to begin!

Qin Haoran was secretly overjoyed in his heart.

Just what kind of unspeakable transaction had this guy made before leaving the Haoqi Sect to go to the Lingquan Sect?

It was simple.

When Jun Changxiao came to battle, an elder would fight and spar with him. If not killing him, at the very least they had to severely injure him and traumatize his psyche!

The same went for the Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciples.

Whenever there was an opportunity, they would brutally abuse them, abuse them until they lost confidence in cultivating the martial way.

The result went against their wishes—the one being abused was actually the Lingquan Sect instead.

The disciples weren’t competent, so there was no helping it.

Now that Elder Jin had personally declared war on Jun Changxiao, he would definitely abuse him until he doubted his existence, as he possessed Eighth-Grade Wuzong cultivation after all!

Young punk.

Aren’t you so full of yourself?

If you have the guts, hurry up and agree!

“Elder Jin has declared war!”

“After the disciples lost seventy-two matches consecutively, he definitely can’t hold back!”

“Elder Jin is an Eighth-Grade Wuzong! From the aura Sect Leader Jun erupted with earlier, he’s at most a Second-Grade Wuzong. There’s absolutely no contest here!”

The martial artists from various factions all looked toward Jun Changxiao.

Ma Yunteng wanted to help him escape the situation, but didn’t know how to help, as they had actively come to challenge the Lingquan Sect—being declared war upon by an elder was reasonable!

“What’s the matter?”

Elder Jin said, “Is Sect Leader Jun afraid?”

“It’s not that I’m afraid.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Rather, if this sect leader wins against Elder Jin as well, your Lingquan Sect will probably lose all face.”

“…”

Everyone’s mouths twitched.

A Second-Grade Wuzong was actually this arrogant!

Elder Jin smiled and said, “If Sect Leader Jun can win, it would prove his strength is extraordinary. If this elder’s skills are inferior, how would that make us lose face!”

In his heart, however, he roared, “If I don’t abuse this sect leader thoroughly, that’s when my Lingquan Sect will lose face!”

“You really want to fight?”

“I really want to fight!”

“In that case.”

Jun Changxiao shrugged and said, “Then let’s fight.”

How unwilling that tone sounded!

City Lord Xie and Family Head Ai behind him both had twitching mouths.

Sect Leader Jun was only a Second-Grade Wuzong going to fight Elder Jin, an Eighth-Grade Wuzong—they really couldn’t figure out where any possibility of turning the tables existed!

“Hmph.”

Li’er said calmly, “The Iron Bones Clanging Sect leader’s brain must have been caught in a door.”

Qi Jingxuan, however, smiled and said, “Under his training, the Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciples have all become so formidable. Sect Leader Jun’s strength definitely isn’t weak either.”

“My Palace Master, Elder Jin is a high-grade Eighth-Grade Wuzong with strength of at least 320,000 or more.”

Li’er said, “Even if Jun Changxiao were an elite-grade Second-Grade Wuzong, reaching 270,000 in strength would already be quite excellent!”

“That’s true too,” Qi Jingxuan said.

Li’er continued, “Moreover, Elder Jin is a veteran Wuzong with very skilled application of various martial techniques. How could a Second-Grade Wuzong possibly win!”

“Your analysis makes sense.”

Qi Jingxuan smiled and said, “However, this Palace Master still feels that Sect Leader Jun will be victorious.”

Li’er: “…”

My Palace Master, what on earth has gotten into you!

Unlike Qi Jingxuan, martial artists from all the various factions were certain that Jun Changxiao would lose, and lose extremely miserably!

They didn’t think as professionally as Li’er, but simply because second grade and eighth grade differed by six levels—there was absolutely no possibility of turning the tables.

“Tch.”

That disciple from the Baihe Saint Sect said calmly, “Overestimating himself.”

Murong Xin said nothing. She only focused on Xiao Zuiji and had no interest in anyone else’s matches.

After a short while.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Jun Changxiao stepped forward toward the martial arena.

Behind him, Liu Wanshi waved her hands, shouting loudly, “The Sect Leader will surely win!”

“The Sect Leader will surely win!”

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciples also began cheering along!

“Kid.”

Ye Xingchen thought inwardly, “If you can defeat an Eighth-Grade Wuzong, this emperor will acknowledge you as sect leader.”

At the Wuzong stage, the gap between each grade wasn’t like Wutu and Wushi. Wanting to achieve cross-level combat across six grades and win was almost completely impossible.

Even so.

Ye Xingchen still leaned more toward Jun Changxiao.

After all, he had many good things—who knew what powerful trump cards he was holding.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others didn’t have such complex thoughts. They just mindlessly supported the Sect Leader, regardless of how great the gap with the opponent was.

“Step.”

Jun Changxiao stopped and cupped his hands, saying, “Iron Bones Clanging Sect leader, Jun Changxiao.”

Very imposing, very stylish!

Elder Jin also walked over, saying calmly, “Lingquan Sect Internal Affairs Elder, Jin Shichang.”

Sect leader versus elder.

From the perspective of status, this battle was fair.

“Begin!” the judge shouted.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Elder Jin spread his right palm, instantly gathering visible spiritual energy that formed a powerful energy sphere!

An Eighth-Grade Wuzong’s application of spiritual energy had long since reached perfection. Just this single release was absolutely incomparable to any Wushi.

Swoosh—

Elder Jin casually flung it, and the gathered spiritual energy sphere flew over like a cannonball.

The crowd was secretly shocked.

That seemingly casual strike definitely contained strength exceeding 300,000 catties.

A Wuzong powerhouse—terrifying to this degree!

While shocked, everyone hurriedly looked toward Jun Changxiao to see how he would dodge!

Hm?

That guy wasn’t moving?

Indeed, Jun Changxiao stood in place without moving.

Just as the violent energy sphere was about to sweep toward him, he stepped forward and threw a straight punch with his right fist!

A Second-Grade Wuzong daring to resist the spiritual energy gathered by an Eighth-Grade Wuzong—this was way too reckless…

Boom!

An explosive sound rang out.

The 300,000 catties of force Elder Jin had gathered was shattered on the spot by Jun Changxiao’s Explosive Fist!

This…

Everyone’s eyeballs bulged.

Elder Jin was also startled in his heart, thinking inwardly, “This kid’s strength just now was also at 300,000 catties?”

“Swish!”

While thinking, Jun Changxiao used the Cloud-Treading Step to instantly close in. He raised his left hand, infused it with spiritual energy, and directly struck out with a Mountain-Splitting Palm!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Under the palm technique’s enhancement, his strength kept surging, instantly skyrocketing to 350,000 catties!

Boom!

Elder Jin blocked the Mountain-Splitting Palm with his right arm, but after bearing that violently powerful force, not only did he stagger back more than ten steps in explosive retreat, his expression also immediately became ferocious.

The watching martial artists were all completely dumbfounded!

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect leader shattered the energy sphere with one punch, then sent Elder Jin retreating with another palm strike—the scenario was seriously wrong!

Boom!

Just then, another explosive sound rang out.

Jun Changxiao, using his movement technique, had already circled behind Elder Jin and directly struck his side brutally with an Explosive Fist.

Thud thud thud!

Elder Jin staggered back sideways, his expression becoming increasingly ferocious. Clearly, those two punches had caused him no small amount of damage.

Detestable!

He stabilized his body, his eyes nearly splitting with rage as he shouted, “Great Spirit Gathering Seal!”

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

The spiritual energy around his body erupted, instantly filling the air above and forming thick, dense clouds.

Whoosh—

A giant hand pressed down from within the spiritual layer, as if coming from the clouds themselves, its momentum extremely vast!

Elder Jin’s Great Spirit Gathering Seal, whether in scale or power, far exceeded Qing Linfeng’s.

Jun Changxiao, positioned directly beneath, gave a cold smile. The instant the palm seal pressed down, he suddenly launched dozens of consecutive Explosive Fists upward.

His fist speed was very fast, the power explosive!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a round of wild bombardment, the Great Spirit Gathering Seal came to an abrupt halt, then with a ‘boom’ exploded before countless watching eyes, the gathered spiritual energy clouds also instantly dispersing!

“Gah!”

Elder Jin immediately spat blood on the spot, his gaze revealing utter disbelief.

“Hiss!”

The martial artists from various factions collectively gasped.

Using just a single fist to break Elder Jin’s Great Spirit Gathering Seal—this was truly terrifying!

“…”

Ye Xingchen’s mouth twitched slightly.

He had thought the Sect Leader would need to reveal some trump card to stage a desperate counterattack.

Now, using just his fists to beat Elder Jin until he vomited blood could only mean that his strength completely exceeded his opponent’s!

A Second-Grade Wuzong suppressing an Eighth-Grade Wuzong in strength—could the Sect Leader be… super-grade level?