One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Who dares to be so insolent!"

From the backyard, a dozen or so disciples of the Shuzi Sect, all dressed in Tang suits, were the first to gather around.

They arrived a step earlier than Chen Jinkui and were resting in the backyard.

Seeing the strange scene, the leader glared angrily and pointed at Zhou Yan:

"Is this how the Wang family treats its guests?"

Behind them, the other disciples of the Art Sect were filled with fervor:

"What do you mean? Are you looking down on my 'Art of Techniques' sect?!"

As soon as the commotion started, the guests in the backyard all stopped talking.

Wang Ai, Feng Zhenghao, Xu Si, and others all gathered around.

Chen Jinkui glanced around out of the corner of his eye.

He was afraid that his own disciples would ruin things and cause trouble... so he immediately burst into laughter:

"Men, don't get agitated!"

Pointing at Zhou Yan:

"This is Zhou Yan, the eleventh direct disciple of the Celestial Master, the True Man Anping!"

Young Master Zhou is itching to practice... I'll spar with him!

Upon hearing this, everyone in his group immediately fell silent.

But the look in her eyes as she gazed at Zhou Yan carried undisguised malice and mockery...

"You ignorant fool!"

Chen Jinkui may appear rough and rugged, but he is actually incredibly meticulous!

Even when facing a novice newcomer, he didn't forget to pull out his signature move from behind his back...

He had heard some of the opponent's record...

We absolutely cannot afford to capsize in the gutter!

Swish!

He tossed his right hand outwards seemingly unintentionally.

Six palm-sized, ancient-looking copper coins spun wildly in mid-air!

"Hahaha! Master Anping, don't be nervous... I, Master Kui'er, am only doing this divination to predict your fortune, so as not to damage our harmony..."

Wang Ye, who was watching from the sidelines, curled his lip.

Nonsense!

They even took out money for divination...

This two-faced Master Kui is clearly going all out!

The six copper coins hummed in mid-air and did not stop for a long time.

Zhou Yan wasn't in a hurry; he calmly crossed his arms and waited.

Everyone was watching this scene!

In the corner, four young men wearing waiter vests were huddled together whispering...

Zhuge Guan, holding the tray, said, "This is the Six Lines Coin Divination... That old man is really cautious; doesn't he have any shame at all?"

Zhuge Sheng looked around and asked, "Who do you think will win, Brother Zhou or Master Kui?"

Zhuge Meng: "Let's split it 20/80!"

Zhuge Qing looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"Brother Zhou slaps me twice, and Master Kui kowtows eight times!"

"..."

On the welcoming avenue.

The six copper coins are still spinning!

A hint of mockery flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes.

He had some understanding of Chen Jinkui and this "Six Lines Coin Divination"...

Given his shamelessness, if the divination later reveals an ominous sign, or a "certain defeat" outcome...

They might back down on the spot and say they were just joking!

How can that be?

Zhou Yan silently circulated his internal Qi, using the Heavenly Scroll to communicate with the heavens—

He parted his lips slightly, but barely made a sound:

"This divination indicates great fortune."

hum-

An invisible ripple swept across the surroundings, and the copper coin, which had been spinning for two and a half minutes, finally stopped and fell to the ground with a thud!

"Upper trigram: Kun (Earth), Lower trigram: Gen (Mountain)... Auspicious!"

A look of joy appeared on Chen Jinkui's face, and he felt much more at ease!

"Gen...Kan...Li!"

He remained outwardly calm, but secretly he had already begun to activate his Xuanmen magic!

[Vine Snake!]

Underneath the Tang suit, in places unseen by others, the skin on his chest instantly turned pitch black, as if cast from refined steel!

[Black Tortoise!]

Chen Jinkui's feet suddenly sank down, instantly connecting with the earth's veins and taking root in the ground!

【Flame Sparrow!】

His pupils blazed like fire, and the blood in his body suddenly heated up, surging like magma!

This combination of techniques...

If Zhou Yan dares to strike him with this palm, he will surely suffer double the backlash from his own palm force, and then endure the agony of being scorched by flames!

After doing all this.

Chen Jinkui, brimming with confidence, grinned:

"Master Kui, I don't take advantage of the younger generation..."

I'll stand right here and not move. Go ahead and attack with all your might!

As Chen Jinkui's aura steadily increased, the surrounding bigwigs displayed various expressions.

Wang Ai smiled, her eyes narrowing, and stroked her chin:

"Hey, Xiao Jin... why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his reflective glasses, his expression darkening slightly.

"The old master's calligraphy is still displayed in the villa's hall; if this really hurts Xiao Zhou..."

Xu Si, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, exhaled a puff of blue smoke:

"It's still uncertain who will hurt whom!"

Crack!

On the welcoming path, Zhou Yan was already walking step by step toward Chen Jinkui.

Seeing how cunning his opponent was, with all his buffs maxed out, he actually got serious for once!

First up is... the Hundred-Year Yang Thunder!

Sizzle—!

The thunderous energy surged like a torrent, stimulating the meridians throughout the body.

Zhou Yan's short hair stood on end, and his pupils were reflected with a bright blue light!

Fine arcs of electricity coursed up and down his limbs...like Thor descending to earth!

"Ten palm strikes are completely unnecessary..."

With five steps remaining, Zhou Yan spoke softly.

The sound came from near and far, making the eardrums of all the disciples of the Shuzi sect ache!

boom!

Three steps away... Golden Light Mantra activated!

Golden light shot straight into the sky!

Intertwined with the azure lightning... a howling wind swept through the courtyard!

In the crowd, Feng Xingtong opened his mouth wide and blurted out:

"Sai...Saiyan transformation!"

"Got it!"

Zhou Yan's body moved so fast that he became a blur, appearing in front of Chen Jinkui in an instant.

He raised his right hand and slapped Chen Jinkui in the chest!

To ensure absolute safety, he even used the technique he had just learned from Ding Shian a couple of days ago—layering force!

The palm strike seemed to encounter a thin barrier, or perhaps not...

Zhou Yan heard a crisp "snap" sound first.

Chen Jinkui, standing before me, had eyes that had already lost focus...

"Holy crap? Did they go too far?"

Rumble—!

The thought had just arisen.

The ground beneath Chen Jinkui's feet suddenly exploded!

Countless bluestone slabs rose into the air and shattered into dust!

Feng Zhenghao, experts from Xigu Pavilion and Yuchen Temple instantly appeared at the center of the explosion and worked together to create a barrier!

Bang Bang Bang!

The continuous, rapid explosions lasted for a full five seconds before subsiding.

Feng Zhenghao and the other two exchanged glances, and at the same time, they saw fear in each other's eyes!

This Master Anping... the power of his single palm strike is terrifying!

Someone poked their head out of the villa: "Old Wang, firecrackers aren't allowed in the city..."

The smoke and dust cleared.

Chen Jinkui's Tang suit was practically tattered, yet he maintained his horse stance, standing motionless in place.

The disciples of the "Shu" sect finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist priest of Yuchen Temple was the first to applaud:

"Excellent! As expected of Master Kui... truly a man of hidden talent!"

"Master Anping is quite good too, he can rival Master Kui..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Chen Jinkui, weighing over 300 pounds, fell straight backward...

Boom-!

"Gatekeeper!!!"

"Master Kui!"

Chen Jinkui exhaled a puff of black smoke, his limbs stiffening...

The pupils are completely invisible...only large areas of white remain in the eyes!

On the tattered Tang suit, a charred and deeply indented handprint was visible on the chest!

The air was deathly silent...

Only the soft thumping of leather boots remained...

Click.

The purple clay cup in Wang Ai's hand was crushed to pieces...

A deep sense of apprehension flashed in his cloudy old eyes!

Zhou Yan slowly walked to Chen Jinkui's side and bent down.

Pick up a gold-embossed invitation from the other person's left side.

"This has become..."

He dusted off the invitation and stuffed it back into Chen Jinkui's inner pocket.

"Isn't the invitation right here?"

Zhou Yan looked down at Kui'er with a smile and patted him on the shoulder:

"Make sure you keep it safe next time, so you don't lose it again."