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"A mere brat like you dares to lecture an old man like me!"

Situ Lei's words sounded like they were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

Then he raised his palms again, this time very slowly, as if he were pushing a mountain.

The lake breeze swirled up again, but this time it didn't circle around his body; instead, it poured directly into his palms.

The muscles in his arms swelled slightly, and a series of low, dense popping sounds came from inside his arm bones, as every tendon was being washed by tremendous internal force.

He poured all his life's energy into his palms, not to summon rain, but to power his palm techniques.

The final move of the "Turning Clouds and Overturning Rain" technique, "Overturning Rain," uses all of its power to transform thousands of water droplets into deadly force.

"Master Ding, what's that old geezer up to now! Didn't he lose the exchange just now?"

Erniu watched as the scattered water mist re-condensed into millions of water droplets in mid-air, each one reflecting a dazzling golden-red light under the setting sun, making his scalp tingle.

Master Ding, leaning against the shattered railing, his face ashen, said, "He poured all his power into this killing move. This isn't a friendly spar; it's a fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death?"

Erniu's face turned pale.

He had followed Master Ding for so many years and had never seen Master Ding's face look so bad.

Even when Master Ding himself was struck by Situ Lei's palm earlier, he wasn't like this.

A life-or-death battle at the level of a grandmaster...

Erniu dared not think any further.

Situ Lei pushed his palms forward forcefully.

Millions of tiny water droplets in the mist stopped falling and hung suspended in mid-air.

Each of these water droplets is only the size of a grain of rice, yet under the setting sun, they refract thousands of tiny rays of light, turning the entire surface of Longquan Lake into a golden-red hue.

Then these water droplets accelerated simultaneously and shot towards Chu Nan!

Each drop of water carried the full force of the Cloud-Turning Palm, and millions of them shot out simultaneously, dense as a torrential downpour, powerful and heavy, like a flash flood.

After this move, Situ Lei visibly weakened, and his already aged face aged several years even more.

The villagers who were watching immediately erupted in uproar.

The vendors abandoned their stalls and ran away, while the young man playing the ring toss threw his bamboo ring on the ground, picked up his child, and backed away.

The crowd receded towards the lake shore like a tide. Some people lost their shoes, some children were crying, and some women were screaming their husbands' names.

They came to the temple fair today, who would have thought they would see something like this?

Li Erdan and Zhang Laosan scrambled backward, their backs knocking over the stall table, scattering sugar figurines and porcelain rabbits all over the floor, but they didn't care.

Sang Biao and Jia Zidan stood rooted to the spot, their legs feeling like lead, unable to move. The oppressive force of a grandmaster's all-out attack was beyond their level to withstand.

"madman."

Sang Biao squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, "That old man is a fucking madman."

Chu Nan did not look back at the crowd that was fleeing in panic. He slowly spread his hands in front of his chest, his ten fingers interlaced like a blooming lotus flower.

True energy circulated throughout his body, and all nine petals of the Qian position unfolded, with a trace of the purest lotus power overflowing from the depths of his dantian.

As it ascends along the spine, it resonates with the lotus in the chest cavity, producing a deep hum, and finally converges between his hands.

A faint, golden lotus pattern flashed across Chu Nan's eyes in that instant, extremely fine and fleeting.

Lotus blossoms!

He used his own true energy to condense thousands of lotus flowers within three feet of his body. Each flower was a protective aura, and each flower was a weapon to kill enemies.

"What is that—?"

Erniu cried out in shock.

He saw countless golden lotus phantoms suddenly bloom out of thin air around Chu Nan, one after another, layer upon layer.

Each flower was only the size of a fist, but when millions of them bloomed at the same time, they converged into a huge golden lotus phantom, enveloping Chu Nan in the center.

Golden light surged outwards like a tide, bathing the entire lakeside in a light golden hue.

The light illuminated the upturned eaves of the Dragon King Temple, the fishing boats moored on the lake, and every face that looked up.

Erniu rubbed his eyes hard and realized it wasn't a hallucination; the lotus flowers were indeed glowing.

He suddenly realized that when he was fighting for Qiaobei, he was able to stand in the center of the field, which was like a brush with death.

Millions of water droplets crashed against the lotus barrier, producing a series of dense and sharp impact sounds.

The sound was continuous, like a torrential downpour hitting a tin roof, or like countless steel balls striking a gong at the same time, making one's ears ache.

However, all the water droplets were kept three steps away from Chu Nan, and not a single drop could get close.

Those villagers who were desperately fleeing couldn't help but turn around and look when they heard the loud noise behind them.

That one glance made them all stop in their tracks.

The young man was enveloped in a giant golden lotus, while the thousands of water droplets that the old master had unleashed with all his might were blocked outside the golden lotus and exploded into a sky full of water mist.

Everyone's face showed a bewildered and incredulous expression, as if they were in a dream.

After the last drop of water was shaken into a finer mist and dispersed, the entire lakeside fell into an eerie stillness.

Then they saw the mist disperse in the sunset, turning into a rainbow that stretched across the entire surface of Longquan Lake.

Seven colors stretched from the east shore of the lake to the west shore, as if someone had built a bridge in the sky.

They had lived by this lake their whole lives and had seen rainbows after the rain, but they had never seen such a complete rainbow, let alone one with several golden lotus phantoms floating slowly beneath it.

"The Dragon King has appeared!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The entire lakeside was in an uproar; some people were kneeling in worship, and others were shouting, "May the Dragon King bless us!"

Someone, their face flushed with excitement, tugged at the sleeve of the person next to them and pointed at the rainbow.

Someone was staring blankly at the ceiling, their mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

Erniu stared, mouth agape, at the rainbow spanning the lake, uttering a gasp he himself didn't realize came out: "Master Ding, is this... is this a Grandmaster? This... this is a god!"

Chu Nan raised his right hand and lightly tapped the air with his index finger.

A lotus flower of true energy bloomed on Situ Lei's chest. The six petals of the lotus flower unfolded outwards at the same time. With each unfolding petal, Situ Lei felt a meridian in his body being shattered.

All six meridians snapped simultaneously, and his protective energy was instantly shattered, sending him flying backward.

Its back snapped three willow trees, each as thick as an arm, by the lake, and plowed a long furrow in the ground before finally coming to a stop against the stone lion in front of the Dragon King Temple.

The stone lion's base was dented inwards by the impact, and the bronze incense burner behind it was overturned, scattering incense ash all over the ground.

For a moment... the entire venue was deathly silent!