Garbage discourse?

Jun Changxiao’s words immediately enraged the leaders of all the sects.

Li Qingyang’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking to himself—is the Sect Leader deliberately picking a fight?

“My apologies.”

Jun Changxiao said: “I’m not deliberately targeting anyone. What I’m saying is that everyone here except Miaohua Palace is garbage.”

Jiang Xie nearly toppled over.

My Sect Leader is rather audacious!

“What an arrogant brat!”

“Just because you drove back a Shishen Hall elder, you think you can swagger before us?”

“If it weren’t for the fact you’re close with Palace Master Xi, how could we let a mere Tiegu Sect leader spout such nonsense atop Mount Hua!”

The sect leaders were furious.

If not for Jiang Xie beside them emanating a Wuwang aura, they might have attacked directly!

“Snap.”

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers, and Xiao Zui produced a chair and placed it behind him.

He sat down gracefully, crossed his legs, folded his hands, and said: “Mount Hua is masterless territory. You all play at your discourse, I’ll view my scenery—let’s not disturb each other.”

“…” Li Qingyang felt a bit dizzy.

My Sect Leader, you’ve already called them garbage—being able to view scenery here definitely isn’t realistic!

The Shangqian Sect Master said with a dark expression: “The place where you’re sitting is precisely where we conduct our discourse. If you want to view scenery, go view it elsewhere.”

Having been robbed of first place and relegated to second again, he had quite the grudge festering inside.

“Very well.”

Jun Changxiao shrugged and stood up: “A bunch of people who only understand martial arts as if looking at the sky through a bamboo tube, yet have the face to discuss martial studies atop Mount Hua—truly laughable to the extreme.”

This guy must have eaten gunpowder today, his mouth spewing nothing but bullets!

“Hmph.”

The Shangqian Sect Master said coldly: “If that’s the case, it seems Sect Leader Jun has much more profound understanding of martial arts?”

“Passable.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Just a tiny bit better than you all.”

These words immediately drew disdainful looks from all the sect leaders.

“Is that so?”

The Shangqian Sect Master clasped his hands behind his back, saying proudly: “This seat would like to learn from Sect Leader Jun’s martial studies.”

“Forget it, forget it.”

Jun Changxiao sat back down and said: “Since I’m idle anyway, this seat will properly discuss martial studies with you leaders today.”

These words, this attitude.

Truly asking for a beating!

The reason Jun Changxiao displayed such arrogance and audacity was because his branch quest was—participate in the Mount Hua Martial Discourse and jointly discuss the path of martial studies with sect leaders from various factions.

Based on the sect leaders’ earlier behavior, he didn’t believe they would let him participate in discussing martial studies together, so he could only provoke their anger.

“Arrogant youngster!”

“What profound martial accomplishments could someone so young have!”

“Sect Master Lin can ask any random question and render him speechless.”

The sect leaders couldn’t wait to throw out a pile of martial studies questions to interrogate Jun Changxiao into becoming an idiot.

The Shangqian Sect Master naturally couldn’t tolerate this young upstart being so arrogant either, and said coldly: “Sect Leader Jun, this seat has quite a few doubts about martial studies. I’d very much like to properly seek your guidance today.”

“No problem.”

Jun Changxiao crossed his legs again, hands resting on them, with an attitude of ‘I’m just that cocky, I’m just that arrogant,’ and said: “However, a person’s capabilities are ultimately limited. This seat specializes in martial techniques and heart methods.”

The elders of various sects all sneered coldly.

Questions about martial studies mostly involved martial techniques and heart methods. A guy whose hair hadn’t even fully grown—what the hell could he specialize in?

“Then let me ask about martial techniques and heart methods.”

The Shangqian Sect Master produced a rather new-looking manual, saying proudly: “This seat has been researching a palm technique during this period. It’s expected to have nine forms total, but I’ve only comprehended the first five. I hope Sect Leader Jun can help perfect it.”

The sect leaders’ eyes filled with admiration.

On Xingyun Continent, being able to self-create a palm technique absolutely qualified one as a great master of martial studies. If the rank were even higher, definitely a grand master of martial studies!

Moreover.

Not just anyone could self-create martial techniques, even the lowest grade ones.

Jun Changxiao said: “This seat will reluctantly help guide you a bit.”

This is truly arrogant!

And pulling aggro like crazy!

The sect leaders couldn’t wait to swarm forward together, throwing out all their chaotic martial studies problems to pressure him until he couldn’t breathe.

“Sect Leader Jun.”

Shangqian Sect tossed over the manual, saying coolly: “Please.”

Jun Changxiao caught it. As he opened the first page, the Mid-Grade Insight Talisman in his spatial ring was crushed, and streams of profound martial arts principles instantly filled his consciousness.

After flipping through a few pages casually, he said: “Being able to create this kind of low mid-grade palm technique, Your Excellency’s understanding of martial studies is fairly acceptable.”

“What?”

“Low mid-grade?”

“Sect Master Lin’s martial accomplishments are impressive!”

The sect leaders all expressed admiration one after another.

Mid-grade level martial techniques weren’t something just any ordinary martial studies expert could comprehend!

Sect Master Lin’s purpose in participating in this Mount Hua Martial Discourse was precisely to show off by revealing the half-finished martial technique he’d researched.

Everything went as he wished—upon learning about this palm technique, the sect leaders’ eyes filled with admiration.

However, Sect Master Lin currently had no mood to enjoy the pleasure brought by showing off, but rather thought in surprise: “This kid casually flipped through it and could discern the rank—could it be he really has some genuine skill?”

“Sect Master Lin, is it?”

Jun Changxiao flipped back to the first page and said: “Though this palm technique is low mid-grade, your first form has major flaws. Even if you comprehend it fully, its power will merely be common-grade level.”

“Impossible!”

Sect Master Lin said with certainty: “This seat spent half a year researching the first form. There cannot be any flaws!”

“Sect Leader Jun, if you don’t understand, don’t speak carelessly.” A sect leader said coolly.

“Sect Master Lin has already created quite a few common-grade martial techniques. If there were truly problems, how could he not see them?”

Everyone cast disdainful looks one after another, clearly not believing that the palm technique Sect Master Lin created had flaws.

Jun Changxiao ignored everyone’s cold mockery and sarcasm, pointing at the meridian circulation diagram and saying: “If you adjust these two circulating meridians, the flaw can be easily resolved.”

“Randomly changing meridians—aren’t you afraid of cultivation deviation?”

“Having no real skill yet randomly giving guidance—that’s harming people!”

“Given Sect Master Lin’s understanding of martial studies, he’ll definitely refute this!”

The elders of various sects discussed in low voices, looking at Jun Changxiao with schadenfreude in their eyes, sitting and waiting for the Shangqian Sect Master to use even more profound martial studies to slap his face.

However, Sect Master Lin leaned over, looking at the two areas Jun Changxiao pointed to. First his expression froze, then he fell silent.

After a moment, a trace of enlightenment appeared in his eyes!

His martial accomplishments weren’t bad. When idle he liked researching martial techniques, so naturally he could analyze the modifications to these two points more comprehensively.

“So that’s how it is…”

Sect Master Lin’s mind turned the corner, his confusion suddenly clearing: “So that’s how it is!”

“This…”

Seeing him awakening as if from a dream, the sect elders felt astonished and secretly wondered—could it be that guy’s random guidance actually did point out flaws in the martial technique?

Jun Changxiao flipped to the second page and pointed to two more flaws: “Sect Master Lin, if you make slight adjustments here, when consecutively executing the second form, the power will also greatly increase.”

“…” Sect Master Lin fell into silence.

Shortly after, he again showed a look of sudden realization, even unconsciously nodding: “That makes sense, that makes sense!”

Jun Changxiao continued flipping through the following pages, pointing out the flaws in the palm technique one by one, and providing his own suggestions and views.

Sect Master Lin, who had sufficient confidence in the martial technique he’d created, alternated between silence and sudden enlightenment, as if pushing open a door and entering a completely new world of martial studies.

“Sect Leader Jun!”

After comprehending it all, he cupped his fists with eyes full of admiration: “You are truly a grand master of martial studies!”