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Chapter 157 Guan Yi vs. Zhang Zhiwei!
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Standing opposite Guan Yi, Zhang Zhiwei's languid demeanor had faded somewhat. For the first time since he began his apprenticeship at the Celestial Master's Mansion, he had a strange feeling. The young patriarch of the Zhuge family possessed a faint air of authority, yet it sounded an alarm bell in Zhang Zhiwei's heart.

His senses were telling him that if he dared to underestimate his opponent, he would likely suffer a great loss.

"Interesting. So this is your plan, Master, to bring me down the mountain and have me participate in this competition—to meet the best of the younger generation and to enhance the prestige of Longhu Mountain. I understand."

"Brother Zhuge, aren't we going to attack?"

"Would you like to go first?" Guan Yi asked with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go first."

Zhang Zhiwei wasn't used to striking first, but it wasn't impossible for him. He raised his right arm, extended his index finger, and spread his Qi around his body, transforming it into a golden thread that hung down from his fingertip.

The Golden Light Mantra is a unique technique of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain. In a sense, it is merely a byproduct of cultivation. People use the Golden Light Mantra to enter a certain state, enhancing their spiritual cultivation, and incidentally generate some usable golden light.

The more easily one can control the golden light, the longer one can maintain the state of the Golden Light Mantra, and the more profound one's spiritual cultivation.

Most cultivators in the Celestial Master's Mansion can only use their golden light for self-defense, but just by looking at the golden light dripping from his fingertips, Zhang Zhiwei has already shown his extraordinary abilities!
As the golden light spread to the ground, Zhang Zhiwei formed a sword shape with his right hand and slashed forward.

"Congeal."

Swah——

In an instant, the golden light he released was like a sharp whip, hissing as it cut through the air, and lashed out at Guan Yi!

The golden light of the Celestial Master's Mansion can be used like this?!

That looks incredibly powerful!

The other players on the sidelines watched intently, analyzing in their minds how they would defend against or dodge this move if they were facing it.

But Guan Yi, who was facing the golden whip, simply raised his left arm and slashed horizontally.

puff--

The golden whip was severed in an instant!

The severed, solidified golden whip spun out, cutting a small tree in half and leaving a clear mark on a distant tree with a loud thud. This caused the expressions of the crowd, who had just thought the move was merely for show, to change slightly... How did it manage to cut it like that?!

Zhang Zhiwei was also taken aback, but he didn't have time to think too much, because Guan Yi had already pushed off the ground with both feet and appeared in front of him like a flash, throwing a heavy punch at his face.

Wait a minute? Isn't he a warlock?!
What's with that fist?!
Sensing the astonishing power in the fist, Zhang Zhiwei had a bad feeling and quickly released all his golden light, which was as dazzling as the sun in an instant.

The golden light spell didn't just cover the surface of his body; it transformed into a flowing, almost tangible golden halo that slightly distorted the surrounding air. Only after this thick armor materialized did Zhang Zhiwei raise his arm to block Guan Yi's fist.

Ga——!
The sickeningly loud sound echoed, and Zhang Zhiwei's eyes widened instantly, becoming as big as bull's puffs.

After a brief struggle, a large crater appeared on the ground beneath their feet with a thunderous roar. The golden light on his body exploded inch by inch, and he was sent flying backward, imprinting himself on a large tree in the distance!
Smoke and dust filled the air, making it seem as if a cannonball had exploded in the middle of the field!
Guan Shihua: "...Holy shit!"

Fengping: "Huh?!"

Wang Ai: "Mom..."

"What kind of strange power is this..."

Gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd of fellow martial artists. Lu Jin stared at the crater in the ground, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably. This...this...isn't Brother Zhuge a sorcerer? Such immense power! Can my Reverse Life Triple Technique withstand this punch?!

Liu Deshui of Yanwu Hall stared blankly. That was the explosive force of Bajiquan, wasn't it? I can do that too! But although this young patriarch of the Zhuge family is tall, he doesn't seem to be exaggeratedly strong. How could he throw such a powerful punch?!

Several elders gasped in astonishment. One of them, with exceptional insight, exclaimed in disbelief, "The five elements flow endlessly, life is ceaseless, blood and qi are like a pump, and all meridians are unobstructed—could he have already attained the life cultivation level of 'Heavenly Fragrance Fills the Robe'?!"

A clear mind leads to clear energy, and clear energy results in a fragrant body.

In Buddhism, there is a term called "precepts, concentration, and true fragrance," which means that a person has cultivated martial arts and meditation skills to an extraordinary level.

At this level, martial artists can metabolize waste and toxins in their bodies in a timely manner, and their sweat contains almost no acidic substances. They may even naturally secrete a pleasant body odor and fragrance.

Everyone looked at Zhuge Cheng for his opinion, and Zhuge Cheng nodded slightly: "It is 'Heavenly Fragrance Fills the Clothes'."

He only found out a day earlier than everyone else.

When Guan Yi was taking the drunk Zhuge Yue back to her room, Zhuge Yue kept insisting that Guan Yi carry her, saying that he smelled bad while Guan Yi smelled good. Guan Yi was a little puzzled at the time. They had both drunk a lot of alcohol, so why did Guan Yi smell good? Did his daughter dislike her old father?

It wasn't until he caught a whiff of Guan Yi's still-fresh scent that he suddenly realized that Guan Yi had initially gained fame in the Zhuge family, but he had completed the "Oil Hammer Top Infusion, Iron Ruler Rib Removal" training in less than three months, making him a genius in body tempering.

For more than eight years, everyone has been amazed by his magical abilities, but some have overlooked the fact that he has never stopped his physical training.

He is not only a genius, but also a polymath.

His physical skills are no less than those of a sorcerer!

"Hahaha, amazing, amazing! I've lived for 80 years and this is the first time I've seen such a legendary realm. It's truly an eye-opener. He deserves to be called the true dragon of the Zhuge family. Oh, Master, will your esteemed disciple be alright?" The old patriarch of the Lu family laughed a few times, then asked with some concern.

"It's alright, senior." Zuo Ruotong smiled and said, "The young patriarch of the Zhuge family is indeed more amazing than expected, but Master, it seems that you have also secretly hidden a treasure."

Zhang Jingqing gently shook her head: "I haven't checked his studies much lately. The fact that he was able to block that attack without getting hurt shows that my stupid disciple has made some progress."

But... you felt the pressure, didn't you? Finally, you're no longer that indifferent face!

Standing up from under the tree, Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand to scratch his cheek, his brows slightly furrowed.

That punch was really heavy; it almost shattered my golden aura. If it had, my handsome face would probably have been disfigured, and my junior brothers would have laughed at me for months when I got back to the mountains.

Wow, this young patriarch of the Zhuge family is amazing.

For the first time, Zhang Zhiwei felt pressure from his peers. He clicked his tongue softly, and golden light burst forth around him—he'd return the favor! *Whoosh—*

With a speed no less than Guan Yi's, Zhang Zhiwei instantly pounced back in front of Guan Yi, his right hand outstretched, aiming at Guan Yi's upper dantian.

Guan Yi dodged the attack and threw another punch.

Zhang Zhiwei reached down to grab it.

Guan Yi changed his fist into an elbow.

Zhang Zhiwei turned to the side and raised his leg.

Dang Dang Dang——

Both sides kept changing their tactics.

A series of rapid, loud explosions, like raindrops hitting banana leaves, rang out, leaving the surrounding crowd momentarily overwhelmed.

Guan Yi's figure could be seen constantly weaving through Zhang Zhiwei's golden light. His fingers, palms, fists, and elbows all struck precisely at the weakest points in Zhang Zhiwei's golden light, causing the golden light to flicker continuously.

The shattered and scattered golden fragments, like liquid gold, splashed in all directions, drawing countless gorgeous but fleeting golden lines in the air!

But the golden light that Zhang Zhiwei could release seemed limitless, and its reorganization speed was extremely fast, always managing to condense before Guan Yi's second punch could land.

As they collided, the ground shattered and broke into pieces. Lu Jin and the others gradually went from staring wide-eyed to staring with their mouths agape, their chins drooping lower and lower as if they were about to fall to the ground!

I can't even see it clearly...

If it were me, I wouldn't last three seconds...

They, they...

Are they really our peers?!
The elders were also thinking the same thing: These two people... are our juniors?!

Jin'er couldn't possibly discipline him; his cultivation level was on a completely different level from these two. Zuo Ruotong shook her head inwardly, thinking to herself, "No wonder the Celestial Master wanted to discipline his disciple."

With his discerning eye, he could naturally see that Zhang Zhiwei was at a complete disadvantage in the fistfight, only managing to hold on by relying on the Golden Light Mantra. In this situation, why wasn't he changing his tactics...? No, that's not right.

Suddenly, Zuo Ruotong's eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of hidden purple lightning within the bursting golden light, secretly praising the young man.

Even I was almost fooled.

He was familiar with his opponent's fighting style and had already activated the Heavenly Master's Mansion's thunder magic, preparing for a counterattack.

If the young patriarch of the Zhuge family hadn't noticed, he might have suffered a minor loss!

Sure enough, after another intense collision, the golden light around Zhang Zhiwei, which had been shattered and scattered by Guan Yi, suddenly began to flow abnormally, transforming into a solid sphere that enveloped Guan Yi.

It resembled a giant bubble, causing abnormal internal gravity and making Guan Yi's body float inside, losing the foundation for exerting force.

At the same time, a purple lightning bolt struck down from the sky. Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, 'With your physique, this shouldn't cause too much serious injury, right? Wait... oh no, I almost forgot...'

"Human Plate - Eight Gates Transport".

In an instant, the Qimen technique spread and expanded below Guan Yi. Above his head, the space twisted and changed. The lightning that struck from the sky entered the strange portal and emerged from another portal that opened behind Zhang Zhiwei!
Zhang Zhiwei quickly turned around, using the lightning in his palm to defend against his own lightning magic. Amidst the bursts of lightning, he suddenly felt his footing become disoriented.

"Kun - the land of mud and swamps".

Guan Yi reached out and broke through the golden light that enveloped him. The Qi on his body was no longer suppressed on the surface, but expanded and covered the ground within a radius of tens of meters.

Under the spell, the hard, pitted loess soil suddenly transformed into a swamp, threatening to swallow Zhang Zhiwei's figure.

The moment the swamp formed, Zhang Zhiwei leaped up, but not away; instead, he leaped toward Guan Yi.

Yang Five Thunders! Zhang Zhiwei's expression became completely serious, and an incomparably dazzling white lightning burst forth from his palm as he pushed towards Guan Yi, forming a sea of ​​thunder of utmost strength and yang!

You can't move this!

Under Zhang Zhiwei's watchful gaze and pressure, Guan Yi slightly slid his left foot and lowered his center of gravity.

"Divine Plate - Chief Symbol".

"Celestial Plate, Celestial Bird Star, Chaos".

“Land, Xun character, Listening to the wind”.

"The character 'Li' (离) and the character 'Chi Lian' (赤练)"

"Li Zi·Explosive Flame."

"Kun Zi·Liu Shi."

"The character 'Kun'..."

Zhang Zhiwei's determined face suddenly stretched into a long, thin line, his eyes turning into beady pupils.

Not a buddy?
I'll just use a lightning spell.

What are you doing?!

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, a dozen spells instantly engulfed Yang Wulei and Zhang Zhiwei, with continuous explosions.

The smoke expanded and spread. A second later, Zhang Zhiwei was shot backward out of the smoke, and with a whoosh, he landed on the same tree as before!

(End of this chapter)