My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"You uncouth brute, stop trying to steal the credit! I'll hold the fort first!"

Wei Zheng snorted coldly, and the ruler in his hand, made of ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, suddenly pointed at the Dragon-Subduing and Tiger-Taming formation in front of him.

"Words become law!"

Wei Zheng's eyes were wide open, and his beard and hair stood on end.

His tongue thundered, and a deafening sound of law erupted from his mouth.

"Drawing a circle around yourself makes it impossible to move an inch!"

"Like Mount Tai pressing down, its weight is immense!"

"Weak and powerless, depleted of qi and blood!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This was accompanied by Wei Zheng's repeated roars.

The laws governing the entire universe in the cloud were instantly altered.

Three semi-transparent chains, visible to the naked eye, carrying an irresistible force of rules, coiled around the two Arhats like venomous snakes.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your amateur skills before the Buddha!"

Faced with Wei Zheng's Confucian and Taoist principles.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon let out a disdainful snort.

Although their cultivation level was suppressed to the Nascent Soul stage, their Arhat bodies, tempered by Buddhist teachings for thousands of years, remained unchanged!

That was a true golden statue, sixteen feet tall!

"Amitabha!"

The two Arhats simultaneously put their hands together in prayer and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

In an instant.

Their originally bronze skin instantly transformed into a dark and indestructible dark gold.

They resembled two Buddha statues cast from the purest celestial gold, exuding a terrifying and weighty aura that seemed to endure through countless eons.

"Clang—!!!"

Wei Zheng's invisible chains of law, which were said to be able to suppress everything, tightened tightly around the golden bodies of the two Arhats.

It produced a series of ear-piercing loud noises, like the clang of metal on metal.

Sparks were flying everywhere.

The once infallible power of words becoming law only left faint white marks on the Arhat's golden body.

Then.

With a "bang".

The three chains of laws shattered into countless points of light in the face of this pure physical hardness!

"What?!"

Wei Zheng's expression changed drastically. He was forced back three steps by the backlash, and his blood and qi surged in his chest.

He never expected this.

His ultimate move, which could even suppress ancient demons, couldn't even break through the defenses of these two bald monks!

"Hahaha! You old fool, it seems your scholarly glib tongue isn't working today!"

Upon seeing this, Li Chengqian was not afraid at all; instead, he burst into excited laughter.

"Faced with absolute power, you'll have to rely on my muscles!"

"Bald monk, take this righteous over-the-shoulder throw!"

boom!

Li Chengqian pushed his internal energy and blood to the limit, transforming himself into a streak of blood-red lightning.

In an instant, he appeared before the Tiger-Taming Arhat.

He stretched out his large, iron-like hands and grabbed the shoulders and belt of the Tiger-Taming Arhat tightly.

With a sudden burst of strength from his waist, terrifying muscle power erupted instantly.

"Rise, Lord!"

Li Chengqian roared, veins bulging on his forehead.

He tried to use his superhuman strength, enough to uproot mountains and lift cauldrons, to swing the golden Arhat statue up and smash it to the ground.

however.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Li Chengqian used every ounce of his strength.

He even shattered the void beneath his feet.

but.

The Arhat Subduing the Tiger before me was like a real ancient divine mountain, completely still.

"when--!!!"

Li Chengqian's fingers rubbed violently against the golden body of the Arhat, even producing a deafening, resounding sound.

The powerful recoil instantly tore apart the tiger's mouth of Li Chengqian's hand.

Blood gushed out.

"How...how can it be so hard?!"

Li Chengqian stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

His seemingly inevitable and decisive move turned out to be like an ant trying to shake a tree!

"Ordinary people are ignorant of their own limitations."

A cruel sneer appeared on the dark golden face of the Tiger-Taming Arhat.

He didn't use any magic at all.

He simply raised his right leg very casually.

With an overwhelming and terrifying force, he kicked Li Chengqian hard in the chest.

"Bang--!"

"puff!"

Li Chengqian was struck dumb, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Like a kite with a broken string, he crashed down towards Chang'an City below at ten times the speed he had come from.

It wasn't until he shattered more than a dozen layers of defensive formations that he managed to stabilize himself, his face ashen white.

"Your Highness!"

Wei Zheng exclaimed in surprise and quickly waved the ruler in his hand, which transformed into a vast cloud that supported the swaying Li Chengqian.

One in literature and one in martial arts.

The two supreme commanders of the Tang Dynasty's Fatan Legion.

In this first direct confrontation, both suffered a setback and returned defeated!

Above the clouds.

The two Arhats, Subduing Dragon and Taming Tiger, looked at the two disheveled figures below and let out unrestrained, maniacal laughter.

"Hahaha! With your paltry tricks, you dare to try and rival the glory of Buddhism?"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon looked down from his high position, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

"Even though the cultivation levels of my fellow disciple and I were suppressed by this strange aura."

"But our Arhat statues were forged in the Western Paradise through the tempering of the Eight Hundred Arhats Formation!"

"Immune to all laws, indestructible!"

"With your mortal methods, you can't even scratch our thin skin!"

Arrogant.

Arrogance that reached the extreme.

The people in Chang'an, seeing the one-sided situation in the sky, gradually stopped cheering.

A sense of unease and panic began to spread among the crowd.

Could it be that even His Highness the King of Qin and the Crown Prince are powerless against these two monks who are as tough as tortoise shells?

however.

Faced with this unfavorable situation.

Standing not far away, Li Chen showed no sign of panic.

He didn't even draw his sword.

Li Chen simply watched the two arrogant Arhats quietly.

A deep, unfathomable smile slowly curved at the corners of his lips.

He turned his head and looked intently towards the east of Chang'an City, in the direction of the Confucian and Taoist Academy.

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had already seen through everything.

"Your golden body is indeed quite strong; ordinary laws and physical attacks really can't do anything to you."

Li Chen chuckled softly, his voice echoing leisurely in the clouds.

"but."

"Since you all like to compete so much about whose shell is harder."

"Then today, I will find you a true pioneer who can crack the tortoise shell."

"I've decided to use you, my last disciple!"

Li Chen crossed his arms, took a half step back, and adopted a posture of watching a good show.

He raised his chin and shouted loudly downwards:

"Have you had enough of the show? Let's go! Pikachu... Pah! Ning Xiu, use the power of Confucianism and Taoism."

The voice just fell.

"Buzz—!!!"

At that moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire city of Chang'an was completely frozen in a deathly stillness.

Followed by.

A terrifying, righteous aura, ten or even a hundred times stronger than Wei Zheng's, even powerful enough to rival the Buddha's light in the sky.

From the depths of the Confucian and Taoist Academy.

Like a pure white jade pillar reaching to the heavens and the earth, it suddenly pierced the sky!

In that endless white light.

A refined figure dressed in a coarse blue long gown and holding a folding fan.

They are stepping on empty air.

Step by step.

We slowly walked towards the clouds.