“Thud!”

The unconscious Elder Sun was thrown down from the arena.

Just moments ago, he had complained about dirtying his hands, but now his entire head was pressed against the muddy ground without caring about getting his face dirty.

This goes to show—

Everyone’s already an adult here. There’s no need to show off.

“Sect Master.”

Ning Duzui stood on the arena platform, his hands covered in fresh blood, but showed no intention of coming down. He said, “I can still fight!”

Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose and smiled, “Young Master Ling, please continue sending people to battle.”

“Damn it!”

Ling Yufang’s eyes flashed with fury.

Having his dispatched Wuwang defeated was within acceptable range, but he couldn’t accept such easy humiliation!

“I’ll go!”

Elder Hu from Xingyun Sect volunteered himself.

His strength was two levels higher than Elder Sun’s, having already reached seventh-grade Wuwang.

“Go then.” Ling Yufang said.

“Swoosh!”

Elder Hu leaped up and gracefully landed on the arena, saying coldly, “Xingyun Sect Elder, Hu Xiao.”

“Cut the crap.”

Ning Duzui said, “Let’s begin.”

“Whoosh whoosh—”

Hu Xiao spread both hands open, and vast spiritual energy instantly spread out like a great net.

Having witnessed Elder Sun being abused without any ability to fight back, he realized his opponent’s strength was formidable, so he had to strike first to seize the initiative!

“Spiritual Explosion Seal!”

Hu Xiao shouted loudly. The spreading spiritual energy crisscrossed, seemingly transforming into large hands pressing down toward Ning Duzui.

The spiritual energy gathered explosive power, creating friction with the air and producing eerie “crack crack” sounds.

Ning Duzui sneered, retreated two steps, and extended both hands.

Whoosh whoosh!

The crimson power hidden between heaven and earth rapidly gathered in his palms, forming dazzling, eye-catching brilliance!

This was—Seven Mysteries Radiant Break!

After the Ning brothers joined Wangu Sect, aside from special martial techniques like the Yi Jin Jing, they had basically learned all the martial techniques they could.

“So strong!”

“Worthy of being our elder!”

The Wangu Sect disciples’ eyes immediately burned with heat.

They had also cultivated this profound martial technique, but their power couldn’t compare to Ning Duzui’s at all.

“Hm?”

Sensing the two crimson forces, Hu Xiao furrowed his brow. His hands formed seals again, and the explosive power rushing forward suddenly accelerated!

Ning Duzui’s face showed no expression. His ten fingers suddenly straightened stiffly, and the two crimson energies instantly transformed into light beams shooting forth.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

The two crimson beams, trailing streamers of light, instantly rushed into the explosive force, penetrating through at extreme speed and precisely bombarding Hu Xiao’s shoulders.

This process was too fast!

So fast that Hu Xiao had no time to evade at all.

Only when holes were penetrated through both shoulders, only when intense pain spread throughout, did his face gradually become twisted!

The martial technique he had released also abruptly stopped due to his mental collapse.

Swoosh!

Ning Duzui appeared before Hu Xiao, saying coldly, “Get lost.”

Bang—

A fist struck his face, and his entire body flew out magnificently like a kite with its string cut, then heavily fell to the ground.

All the watching martial artists were dumbfounded!

This second Xingyun Sect elder to battle was also beaten down that quickly!

“Young Master Ling.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head, “Since you’ve come to challenge my Wangu Sect, you should show sincerity, not send these shrimp soldiers and crab generals up to embarrass themselves.”

Everyone’s mouths twitched violently.

High-grade Wuwangs being described as shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Sect Master Jun, you’re truly flashy!

“Crack!”

Ling Yufang clenched his fists tightly, burning with rage.

This time, following his father’s orders to come to Southwest Yang Province to test this newly risen Wangu Sect, he had thought it would be easy, never expecting it to be this troublesome!

“Everyone.”

He suppressed his anger, saying, “Who will go up and fight this bandit?”

“Young City Lord.”

The Wuhuang sent by Xingyun Sect said in a heavy voice, “This old one will meet him.”

Swoosh!

As he spoke, he had already landed on the arena.

Of course.

His battle target wasn’t Ning Duzui. Instead, he cupped his hands toward Jun Changxiao and said, “I’ve heard Sect Master Jun is a rarely seen Sword-Martial Dual King. This old one would very much like to learn from you!”

Jun Changxiao smiled, “Challenge this seat?”

“Correct.” The Wuhuang said.

He hadn’t come this time to fight match after match, then determine victory by winning rounds. As long as he taught this sect master a lesson, that would complete his mission.

Little Dragon, lying below the arena, perked up and began preparing to warm up.

“Good.”

Jun Changxiao said, “This seat will spar with you, Wuhuang.”

Eh?

Little Dragon was stunned.

The master was going to personally fight a Wuhuang?

Indeed.

After breaking through to fourth-grade Sword-Martial Dual King, Jun Changxiao wanted to test exactly how large the gap was between himself and a Wuhuang-level expert!

“Sect Master Jun.”

Princess Honglian reminded him, “This person is named Ge Tuhong, one of only two remaining Grand Elders from Xingyun Sect. His strength is not to be underestimated. It would be better to have your sect’s Wuhuang fight instead.”

This woman thinks I can’t win?

Not just Mu Honglian—when Jun Changxiao volunteered to fight, all the martial cultivators present didn’t believe he could win against a Wuhuang-level expert.

“Such goods don’t require my Wangu Sect’s Wuhuang to fight.”

Sect Master Jun leaped up and gracefully landed on the arena, internally wailing, “Although Elder Wei is a Wuhuang, he has no combat ability at all!”

Wangu Sect disciples had unlimited potential.

But in terms of peak power, not counting contract beasts, things would be very awkward.

…

At the mountain’s base, an open area.

Jun Changxiao and Ge Tuhong stood several dozen zhang apart.

One was a Sword-Martial Dual King, one was a Wuhuang expert, so they didn’t fight on the arena platform but instead chose a more spacious area where they could better let loose.

The Wangu Sect Master facing off against a Wuhuang was undoubtedly very attractive.

Many martial artists stood in the distance, eyes fixed without blinking, reducing their blink rate, afraid that missing even a moment would cause them to miss something!

“Sect Master Jun.”

Ge Tuhong stood with hands behind his back, “What method shall we use to spar?”

“Let’s start with fists.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Very well.”

Ge Tuhong clenched both fists, thick spiritual energy gathered and formed, gradually becoming substantial, as if he had donned a pair of iron gauntlets!

The system said, “Experts who have reached the Wuhuang level all have strength above ten million jin. Host should be careful.”

“Mm.”

Jun Changxiao didn’t dare be careless. He released his Spirit Armor, instantly condensing substantial silver-white battle armor around his body.

Under the sunlight, it could be called brilliant and radiant.

This fellow absolutely wasn’t trying to look cool, but rather hoped he could use the dazzling light produced by the armor and sun to flash his opponent’s titanium alloy dog eyes, helping in battle.

“Can we begin now?”

“Come on.”

Jun Changxiao said.

Boom!

His words had just fallen when the space before him shook. He saw only a massive fist appear out of thin air, carrying the force of ten thousand jun as it bombarded forward!

Rumble—

The earth trembled, violent airwaves howled out, spreading like ripples across several dozen zhang in an instant!

The martial cultivators, already at sufficient distance, felt that momentum and were so alarmed they all retreated in succession, faces showing shock!

Just now.

What happened?!

When the residual force dissipated, everyone strained to look and saw Jun Changxiao had already explosively retreated dozens of steps, both legs sunk several inches into the ground, hands in a blocking posture.

In the combat zone.

The space still showed distortion, difficult to heal in a short time.

Jun Changxiao raised his head, grinning, “Worthy of being a Wuhuang expert—that punch was powerful!”

Ge Tuhong’s eyes showed surprise. His remote fist strike had actually been withstood—this was truly beyond expectations!