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The Earthly Immortal Realm, the Great Southern Region, the Martial Sect.

Clouds and mist linger between the mountains all year round, wrapping the sect in layers.

More than ten years have passed by in a flash.

Of the more than a thousand body-tempering disciples of the former Lieshan Sect, nearly 90% have already embarked on the path of practicing martial arts.

This change gave the entire sect a brand new atmosphere.

However, within the Great South Region, there are many body-tempering sects, each with its own heritage.

Regarding the "new trend" brought about by Lieshan Sect's transformation into Wuzong, other sects held completely different attitudes.

They sneered at it and treated it with disdain.

"It's just a side sect with a different name. It's still body tempering."

Words like these were quietly circulated among the various sects, filled with contempt.

The Chixiao Sect is also a major sect in the Great Southern Region and was the host of the Ten Sects Competition in the past.

Its power is so great that even the three Lieshan Sects combined cannot match it.

But now, the atmosphere in its meeting hall was a little depressing.

The Grand Elder Chi Yangzi sat in the main seat. All the disciples in the hall bowed their heads and kept silent, not even daring to breathe, for fear of angering the Grand Elder.

Over the past ten years, Chi Yangzi and his disciple "Chi Yun" went out for training and missed the Ten Sects Competition.

Therefore, they did not know the result of the joint competition, which was that the championship was won by the little-known Lieshan Sect.

However, this matter still pierced the hearts of the various sects like a needle. After all, Lu Chi and Feng Yao swept their peers.
This made the Chixiao Sect, which had held the championship for three thousand years, lose face.

Moreover, those two were just unknown inner disciples back then.

But now they are able to far surpass the dark horses of various sects, and their strength is far beyond everyone's imagination.

Chi Yangzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly spoke: "In this case, let's go visit this so-called Wu Zong."

"Let me see what the difference is between this so-called 'martial arts' and body tempering."

"Xiao Ning, go and draft a letter and send it to Emperor Wuzong, saying that Chi Yangzi will come to visit in person.

When these words fell, the disciples in the hall were slightly shocked.

……

A gentle breeze blew past Wuzong's mountain gate.

Guan Zetian, the former leader of Lieshan Sect and now the deputy leader of Wu Sect, stood there quietly, holding a letter from Chixiao Sect in his hand.
The letter was slightly wrinkled in his hands, as if it was an unconscious expression of his inner emotions.

On the letter, the four words "exchange experiences" were written neatly and powerfully.

However, in this neat handwriting, the probing meaning at the end, "I heard that your clan has taken a different approach," cannot be concealed.

Guan Zetian frowned, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

He turned around and looked at the clan leader who was standing with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, Xie Que just smiled calmly and said, "Since we are here, let's make the best of it."

"If the martial arts we practice cannot withstand scrutiny, then it cannot be considered the Great Dao."

Guan Zetian listened to Xie Que's words and nodded.
Even though he was not confident in his own martial arts skills, he was still extremely confident in this mysterious leader.

After all, even a hundred Chi Yangzi would not be able to withstand the heavenly calamity of the past.

He nodded and said, "I will follow the Sect Master's order. I have had some conversations with Chi Yangzi and he should have broken through the threshold of destiny now. I will receive him personally."

Xie Que hummed, then looked at the rising sun and said no more.

……

Three months later, the sun was high in the sky.

At the mountain gate of Wuzong, a group of people from the Chixiao Sect appeared in everyone's sight, wearing scarlet Taoist robes.

The leader was none other than the supreme elder Chi Yangzi.

He has white hair and a youthful face, and is energetic.

The years have left traces on his face, but have also endowed him with a calm temperament.

Behind Chi Yangzi were the three elders of the Chi Xiao Sect and some young disciples.

However, what surprised Guan Zetian was that

Behind the Chixiao Sect, there were five burly figures following.

From their attire, Guan Zetian could recognize that they were monks from Tianwu Pavilion.

These monks had different hair colors, and their eyes all glowed with amber light.

"Master Guan, how are you?" Seeing Guan Zetian standing in front of the mountain gate, Chi Yangzi broke the silence first and spoke.

His tone, though polite, was also obviously distant.
It was as if I was talking to someone I was not familiar with and even looked down upon.

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the plaque with the words "Wu Zong".

At that moment, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Although that look of disdain only flashed by for a moment, it was noticed by someone who was paying attention.

Guan Zetian smiled and clasped his fists in response: "Senior Chi Yangzi, your presence is a great honor to our humble clan."

His words were respectful and appropriate, showing great courtesy.

While speaking, his eyes swept over the people in Tianwu Pavilion.

Those people were as silent as wooden sculptures, exuding a cold and mysterious aura, as if they were out of tune with the world around them.

Only the leader nodded slightly.

This simple action can be regarded as a response to Guan Zetian.

But the movement was also extremely simple, without any unnecessary gestures.

For a moment, the atmosphere in front of the mountain gate was a little solemn.

There seemed to be an invisible tension spreading among the crowd.

Guan Zetian then spoke again: "Then...everyone please come in!"

The group entered the Wuzong Mountain Gate and gradually went deeper.

Everyone walked slowly, laughing and talking along the way.
Only the monks from the Tianwu Pavilion remained silent.

The scene along the way was not much different from when Chi Yangzi visited thousands of years ago.
But when you get to the martial arts arena, it's completely different.

The disciples are practicing against each other at this moment. They are agile and their movements are vigorous and powerful.

Shouts came one after another, echoing in the sky above the martial arts arena.

Chi Yun, as the leader of the younger generation of Chi Xiao Sect,
His gaze now fell on the disciple who was performing the "Five Extremes Body Calming Kung Fu" in the field, and his eyes were full of scrutiny and disdain.

Looking at the disciple's actions, he sneered and said to Chi Yangzi, "Master, this is the so-called martial arts."

"It's just breaking the body tempering method into pieces and calling it something else?"

Chi Yangzi did not respond, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the surrounding scene, secretly sizing up these disciples in his heart.

Suddenly, he stopped and spoke in a tone that seemed casual but with a hint of imperativeness: "I heard that your clan created a new code called 'Martial Arts'. I wonder if you would allow me to take a look?"

His voice echoed in the air, breaking the moment of silence.

After hearing Chi Yangzi's words, Guan Zetian did not move.

The decent smile was still on his face, but there was a subtle flash of alertness in his eyes:

"Please forgive me, Senior. The martial arts manual is still being perfected. I will ask for your advice when it is mature."

His answer was neither humble nor arrogant. It expressed his respect for Chi Yangzi and tactfully rejected the other party's request.

When Chi Yangzi heard Guan Zetian's response, his pupils shrank slightly.

He once again cast his gaze towards the disciple who was performing martial arts in the martial arts arena. He clearly saw some traces of body tempering in the disciple's moves. However, this trace was different from the traditional method of body tempering.

This is more exquisite than body tempering, and the details of the movements are more delicate and subtle. Moreover, these moves reveal a kind of spiritual and mysterious aura, which seems to be more in line with the principles of the operation of heaven and earth.

As if he had received a message, Chi Yun suddenly stopped. He stood there with a cold and provocative look in his eyes.

His voice was cold and carried a hint of arrogance, echoing in the air above the martial arts arena: "I heard that your sect won first place in the last Ten Sects Competition. I guess this so-called martial arts must have surpassed the Body Tempering Method, right?"

Guan Zetian also suddenly stopped and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "It's just that the two disciples in my sect were lucky."

Hearing this, Chi Yun couldn't help but snort coldly: "There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. How can you be lucky enough to win one or two?"

"Why not let me ask your elder disciple for advice?"

As he finished speaking, the scarlet robe on his body moved without wind.

Then, his eyes fell on Feng Yao in the distance.
It was this person who defeated his junior in the league that year.

After hearing Chi Yun's words, Guan Zetian pondered for a moment and looked at Chi Yangzi again.

Chi Yangzi didn't say anything, just nodded.

Then, Guan Zetian looked at Feng Yao: "Feng Yao, come here."

Feng Yao did not hesitate at all after hearing Guan Zetian's order.

He walked forward slowly, his sleeves hanging lightly, swaying gently in the breeze.

From his expression and posture, there was no sign of nervousness.
He looked at Chi Yun calmly, his eyes revealing confidence and indifference.

It seemed as if the challenge before him was just an ordinary competition for him.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena suddenly became tense.

"If that's the case, then it's offending!"

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Chi Yun's eyes, his body moved slightly, and his momentum suddenly rose.

The hot power quickly gathered in the palm of his hand and turned into a red color.

This is exactly the body-tempering killer move of the Chixiao Sect's "Fire Cloud Divine Body", the "Burning Sky Palm"!
The hot breath quickly spread out in all directions with him as the center.

When Feng Yao saw Chi Yun attacking, he did not retreat but instead moved forward to meet the attack.

At this moment, a faint golden light appeared on his body surface, and then he raised his palm, his face still as calm as water.

With a loud "bang", the fire palm and the gold palm collided.
The powerful force collided, producing a strong impact.

Chi Yun only felt a chill in his palm, and the originally blazing palm force was actually suppressed.

He was shocked and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Feng Yao seized the opportunity at this moment and took advantage of it to rush forward.

His right fist seemed to be swung out lightly, but people familiar with martial arts could see that this seemingly casual punch actually carried the vibration that resonated through thousands of acupoints.

Seeing Feng Yao's fist coming, Chi Yun hurriedly used his internal energy and a layer of scales quickly appeared on his chest.

However, Feng Yao's punch was too powerful.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the fire scale armor cracked instantly.

Chi Yun only felt a huge force coming, and his body retreated three steps uncontrollably.

His steps staggered, and a fishy-sweet taste rose in his throat.

A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"The second move." Feng Yao's words had not yet completely fallen.

His body suddenly moved, and like a shadow, he quickly went behind Chi Yun.

Its speed is so fast that it is hard to keep up with.
Chi Yun only felt a flash before his eyes, and he appeared in a place he had never expected.
Feng Yao's fingertips extended slightly and pressed the acupoints on Chi Yun's waist. The movement seemed gentle, but it contained extremely precise strength.

Chi Yun only felt a sharp pain in his waist, and a numbing feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

Then, all the strength in his body suddenly burst out like a flood that broke through a dam.

The vigorous vitality that was originally condensed on the surface of the body now disappeared without a trace, like a drop in the ocean.

He wanted to gather his energy again, but found that no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to do so.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes were filled with horror.

He looked up in disbelief and looked at Feng Yao in front of him.

At this moment, a feeling of despair surged in his heart, and he realized that the Feng Yao he was facing was far stronger than himself.

And this so-called "second move" has put him in such a passive situation.

When the people around saw this scene, they all showed shocked expressions.

"The third move, sorry for the offense."

Feng Yao's voice was calm and steady, without a trace of unnecessary emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yao slowly closed his palms.

As he moved, the five elements of power around him began to gather frantically, and gradually a miniature millstone shadow condensed in his palm.

Faintly, one seems to be able to hear the roar of the five elements running between heaven and earth.

And this is exactly the "Five Elements Mill" created by Xie Que based on the "Book of Ten Absolute Creations".

The moment Chi Yun saw the phantom of the millstone, a strong sense of fear surged in his heart.

He instinctively wanted to dodge and his feet subconsciously wanted to move.

However, he was horrified to find that the spiritual energy around him had been firmly locked.

As if restrained by an invisible force, his body could not move at all.

He could only watch as the phantom of the millstone slowly fell and approached him.

Chi Yun's body was trembling slightly at this moment, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and large beads of sweat were rolling down his cheeks.

Suddenly, the phantom of the "Five Elements Mill" shattered.

Chi Yangzi's face turned pale, and Feng Yao was unable to move as he waved his sleeves.

"Okay, that's enough!"

Strange colors flashed in the eyes of everyone in Tianwu Pavilion on their originally indifferent faces.

Their eyes were fixed on Feng Yao, full of surprise.

Chi Yangzi's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. Looking at the miserable Chi Yun, he didn't know what to feel.

At his signal, Chi Yun forced himself to stand up, his face full of pain, and followed him with unsteady steps.

Then, they all walked towards the mountain gate in a hurry, as if they wanted to escape from this embarrassing place as soon as possible.

Everyone in Tianwu Pavilion remained silent and followed Chi Yangzi and his group.

Just as he passed by Guan Zetian and others, the leader of the Tianwu Pavilion suddenly stopped.

He tilted his head slightly and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Martial Arts..."

"Something interesting!"

The voice was low and slow, as if it was muttering to itself, or as if it was conveying some information to Guan Zetian and others.

Guan Zetian did not answer, but just watched quietly as the people from Tianwu Pavilion left.

For a moment, peace returned to the front of the mountain gate.

Wait until the figures of the crowd gradually go away and disappear at the end of sight.

Guan Zetian's face darkened instantly. He spat, his face full of disdain, and said bitterly:
"Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty? Do you really think your Chixiao sect's body-tempering method is the best in the world?" (End of this chapter)