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    There aren’t many people at Yanwu Peak usually, but it was quite lively today.

    More than a thousand Qi Condensation disciples and dozens of Foundation Establishment disciples from the inner sect came to watch the show after hearing the news.

    After all, it’s quite rare to see cultivators in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage compete, so today’s event is truly something new to witness.

    Because if the two sides really have a deep-seated grudge, then who will go to the martial arts hall to have a fair fight with you?

    Finding an opportunity to kill you in the wild is the best strategy.

    As Yu Xian arrived, the disciples around him, recognizing him as a senior disciple at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, all made way for him, allowing him to enter the Martial Arts Hall smoothly.

    The main hall was even more lively. In the hall, which was over two hundred feet long, hundreds of people formed a circle, while three figures stood in the center, within a radius of one hundred feet.

    Li Cexuan glanced at the two of them and said calmly, “Are you sure you want to fight? Once you’ve decided, there’s no going back.”

    The other two were a middle-aged man, thin and with a cold expression.

    A young man, with a sneer on his face, laughed when he heard Li Cexuan’s words: “Replying to the elder, this disciple will naturally agree to the duel, otherwise this piece of trash will think he’s very powerful!”

    After saying that, he looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, “Zheng Huo, as long as you kowtow to me now and say that you were wrong and shouldn’t have offended me, I can cancel this competition. Otherwise, once you sign a life-or-death contract, I won’t show any mercy!”

    Although the middle-aged man’s appearance had aged slightly, it hadn’t changed much; he was just thinner. It was none other than Zheng Huo, whom Yu Xian hadn’t seen for over ten years!

    Zheng Huo’s gaze was icy, and he didn’t argue with Yang Song. He immediately agreed.

    “Brother Zheng!?”

    But just then, a joyful shout suddenly rang out.

    Everyone couldn’t help but look over, including Li Cexuan, Zheng Huo, and Yang Song.

    More than a decade has passed since we last met, and Yu Xian has grown from seventeen or eighteen years old to thirty-two or thirty-three. Naturally, his voice has changed.

    Therefore, Zheng Huo didn’t recognize it either, but when he saw the figure striding towards him, his expression froze on the spot.

    Although it had been more than a decade since they last met, and even though Yu Xian had grown from seventeen or eighteen years old to thirty-two or thirty-three, his appearance had not changed much.

    Because he had successfully established his foundation at the age of twenty, his appearance would remain forever!

    He simply grew taller and bigger, no longer thin, but perfectly proportioned, and his appearance became more mature, shedding his childishness!

    “Brother, brother?”

    Looking at the now fully grown Yu Xian, Zheng Huo exclaimed with delight, “It really is you! Brother Yu Xian! You really are in the Haotian Sect! I knew I hadn’t come to the wrong place!”

    As he spoke, he strode over to meet him. The two faced each other, looked at each other for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

    Yu Xian looked at Zheng Huo and smiled, “I didn’t expect it to really be you, Brother Dao.”

    “I heard that there was a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator named Yu Xian in the Haotian Orthodox Sect who killed six Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection evil cultivators from the Blood River Sect. At that time, I thought that this Yu Xian must be you, brother! So I came to the Haotian Orthodox Sect to see you, brother!”

    Zheng Huo, his face beaming with excitement, looked Yu Xian up and down and exclaimed, “Brother, in just over a decade, you’ve already reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment! You’re truly a peerless genius! I’m nowhere near your level!”

    “What peerless genius? That’s laughable. Killing a few trashy Foundation Establishment cultivators makes him a peerless genius? He doesn’t even deserve that title!?”

    Just then, a cold snort rang out: “And you! Don’t waste my time! If you’re too scared to fight, come over here and kowtow three times to me, and we’ll call it quits!”

    Upon hearing this, Zheng Huo’s smile vanished instantly. He looked at Yu Xian and said, “Brother, wait a moment, I’ll go and have a go at him!”

    Yu Xian ignored Yang Song’s words, simply reached out and pressed down on his shoulder, saying in a deep voice, “Brother Dao, there’s no need to pay attention to this kind of person. A bet can be unilaterally refused. Let’s go.”

    Yang Song is the older brother of Yang Xiaolin, one of the Four Holy Sons. Yang Xiaolin was the personal disciple of the Sixth Elder of the Supreme Sect and was once the Holy Son of the Puppet Spirit Sect!

    His foundation was naturally profound. Even a small gift he gave to his brother would be extremely powerful, far surpassing what Zheng Huo, a rogue cultivator, could offer!

    Therefore, if Zheng Huo and Yang Song were to sign a life-or-death agreement and fight, Zheng Huo would definitely lose more often than he would win!

    Once the death waiver is signed, and given the rules of the Martial Arts Hall, with Li Cexuan watching from the sidelines, Yu Xian will have no chance to help.

    Zheng Huo looked at Yu Xian and saw that Yu Xian’s gaze was serious. After thinking for a moment, he laughed and said, “Alright, listen to your brother. Let’s not lower ourselves to his level. Let’s go and have a good chat.”

    With that, he smiled and prepared to leave the Martial Arts Hall with Yu Xian.

    “How ridiculous!”

    Yang Song, seeing that Yu Xian and Zheng Huo were actually leaving and completely ignoring him, was furious. He pointed at them and shouted, “Hey Zheng, you shouldn’t be surnamed Zheng anymore, be surnamed Dog! All you do is bark and then run away with your tail between your legs!”

    Zheng Huo’s expression hardened, and he paused slightly.

    Yu Xian’s gaze turned cold as he turned to look at Yang Song.

    Seeing Yu Xian looking at him, Yang Song sneered with disdain, “What are you looking at?! I know your name is Yu Xian! Don’t think that just because you killed six worthless evil cultivators, you can put on airs here! You think you’re some kind of peerless genius! Let me tell you! If our sect’s true peerless genius went, let alone six, we could kill them all! You’re just like this Zheng dog, all you can do is bark!”

    Yu Xian’s gaze remained cold as he looked at Yang Song, a subtle killing intent already emanating from him.

    Yang Song and Yu Xian exchanged glances, a chill creeping into their hearts for some reason, but they forced themselves to remain calm, their faces full of cold laughter as they said, “What! You’re not convinced?! If you’re not convinced, then come and fight me!! Let me, Yang Song, show you what a true peerless genius is!”

    Zheng Huo, who was very close to Yu Xian, suddenly sensed the killing intent emanating from Yu Xian. His expression shifted, and he looked at Yu Xian and said, “Forget it, brother. Let’s not bother with this kind of person. I came to Haotian Sect to find you. Meeting you today is a great joy. Let’s not waste time arguing with him.”

    Yu Xian glanced coldly at Yang Song, then turned to Zheng Huo and said with a faint smile, “Yes, it is a great joy to meet you again today, fellow Daoist. Let’s have a good drink. Come on, let’s go drink.”

    “Walk.”

    Zheng Huo laughed heartily, and the two ignored Yang Song, turning around and walking away from the Martial Arts Hall again.

    “Damn it! Stop right there!”

    Yang Song couldn’t hold back any longer. Yu Xian and Zheng Huo ignored him time and time again, as if he were the one barking dog. Even the whispers of the hundreds of people around him, including dozens of familiar fellow disciples, seemed to be mocking him!

    With a furious shout, Yang Song took a step forward and soared into the air, covering a distance of more than ten zhang in an instant. He flew over Yu Xian and Zheng Huo and stood in front of them.

    Yu Xian’s expression remained unchanged, but his gaze turned completely cold.

    Zheng Huo frowned and said coldly, “Yang Song! I won’t fight you, get out of my way!”

    “You think you can just say you don’t want to compete and then you don’t?!”

    Yang Song shouted, “With such a grand mobilization, and so many disciples and fellow disciples coming to witness it, you’re saying you’re not going to compete now?! Are you treating everyone like monkeys?! Zheng Huo, listen to me! You don’t want to compete? Fine! Kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and I’ll let you go!”

    “Yang Song! If you want to fight, I’ll accompany you another time! But today I’m meeting with my brothers and don’t have time to deal with you!”

    Zheng Huo frowned, his eyes filled with anger, and shouted, “Get out of the way!”

    “Kneel down and kowtow!”

    Yang Song pointed at Yu Xian and Zheng Huo, and said coldly, “Otherwise, you won’t be leaving!”

    “Fellow Daoist Zheng, you’re doing it wrong.”

    Another Foundation Establishment cultivator sneered, “You and Brother Yang had a falling out, and you said you’d settle the matter with a duel in the Martial Arts Hall. But now that you’re here, you’re saying you’re not going to fight. Aren’t you just making a fool of us? Don’t you all agree?”

    “Exactly. They were so confident and stern at the beginning, but now that the time has come, they say they won’t compete. It’s really laughable.”

    “Fellow Daoist Zheng, if you back down in the face of battle, you will truly be known as a good-for-nothing.”

    “Hahahaha, Fellow Daoist Zheng, if your surname were paired with the word ‘trash,’ it would be truly… amazing!”

    Three more Foundation Establishment stage cultivators spoke up, their words sarcastic and full of mockery.

    These four cultivators had been friends with Yang Song for many years, so they naturally spoke up for him.

    With these four cultivators stirring things up, the other Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and even the hundreds of Qi Condensation disciples watching started chattering amongst themselves, all looking at Zheng Huo and Yu Xian with mocking eyes.

    To back down in the face of battle and dare not fight is truly laughable.

    After all, if you’re not brave enough, you shouldn’t have come in the first place.

    Zheng Huo suddenly clenched his fists!

    “You want to have a fight, is that it?”

    At this moment, Yu Xian, with a cold expression, looked at Yang Song and said slowly, “I want to compare myself with you and see what a true peerless genius is.”

    Yang Song felt a chill run down his spine again as Yu Xian stared at him. The feeling of being watched by a terrifying beast made him extremely uncomfortable!

    However, he immediately raised an eyebrow and looked coldly at Yu Xian, saying, “What are you trying to prove in front of me?! Don’t think that just because you’re at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment and I’m only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, I’m afraid of you! Today, I’ll settle my score with this good-for-nothing Zheng! I don’t have time to deal with you!”

    After saying that, Yang Song sneered and looked at Zheng Huo, saying, “Zheng, you piece of trash! I told you! If you don’t dare to fight, kneel down and kowtow three times! I’ll let you go! Or you can admit to being trash in front of everyone, and I’ll let you go too!”

    call……

    Zheng Huo finally let out a slow breath, looked at Yu Xian with a smile and said, “Brother, wait for me a moment. I’ll settle my score with him first, then we can catch up and have a drink!”

    Yu Xian’s gaze sharpened, and he opened his mouth to speak.

    Zheng Huo then spoke up, saying, “Brother, don’t worry, I know his identity.”

    At this point, Zheng Huo glanced coldly at Yang Song: “But what’s there to fear about a piece of trash who relies on his brother?!”

    “What did you say!?”

    Yang Song suddenly flew into a rage, his eyes practically spitting fire: “Say that again, you piece of trash!?”

    “I’m telling you, you’re just a loser who relies on your brother, trash!”

    Zheng Huo was not afraid at all. He repeated himself and then turned around and walked back to the center. He bowed to Li Cexuan, who had been watching the show, and said, “I am sorry to have made you laugh, Elder. This disciple, Zheng Huo, is willing to fight!”

    “very good.”

    Li Cexuan remained calm, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and said indifferently, “Since both sides have agreed to the duel, I, the Grand Elder of Martial Arts, hereby announce: the duel is legally binding! One side shall be deemed defeated if they concede or die!”

    After saying this, Li Cexuan scanned the surroundings and shouted, “Qi Condensation disciples, all of you, leave! Foundation Establishment disciples who wish to watch may stay and observe! But no one is allowed to disturb the competition! Those who violate this rule will not be spared by me!”

    Upon hearing this, the hundreds of Qi Condensation disciples around immediately filed out, not daring to linger.

    The remaining dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators dispersed to the surrounding edges to observe, leaving a space of nearly two hundred feet.

    Yu Xian frowned, feeling worried, but he could only come to the edge of the main hall and look at Zheng Huo and Yang Song standing in the center.

    Li Cexuan’s words were clearly directed at him. Now that the duel was established, it was as if both sides had signed a life-or-death agreement. Li Cexuan was the notary and the referee, and naturally he would not allow anyone to interfere!

    So if Zheng Huo is defeated but refuses to admit defeat, he will be in a life-threatening situation and there will be no way to save him!

    I never expected that such a thing would happen so soon after I met Zheng Huo today…

    But if Zheng Huo were to face a life-or-death crisis, I might have to do everything in my power to save him!

    Yu Xian’s gaze hardened, and his mind made up.

    In the center of the martial arts hall, Li Cexuan stepped forward and flew to the highest seat. He sat down calmly and looked down, saying indifferently, “Even if it is a fair fight, you can use all your means. However, as disciples of the Haotian Sect, you cannot use insidious and vicious methods, you cannot use talismans or treasures above the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and you cannot use sixth-order magic treasures. Furthermore, between fellow disciples, if one side concedes defeat, the other side cannot pursue and kill them. Do you understand?”

    Yang Song and Zheng Huo said at the same time, “Disciple understands.”

    After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other. Yang Song’s eyes were full of coldness, while Zheng Huo’s face was indifferent.

    The two retreated more than twenty feet at the same time, becoming more than forty feet apart, and their auras rose rapidly!

    Li Cexuan sat calmly, waiting for about half an incense stick’s time before slowly saying, “The duel begins.”

    “Zheng, you good-for-nothing! Kneel down!”

    As soon as Li Cexuan finished speaking, Yang Song roared angrily. He had already prepared the hand seals hidden in his sleeve and raised his hand to strike Zheng Huo!

    This palm strike, imbued with spiritual energy, transformed into a clear cyan palm print, a full four feet in size, possessing considerable power and even resembling the aura of the Great Five Elements Hand Seal.

    Zheng Huo did not speak. The moment Li Cexuan finished speaking, he had already risen into the clouds, instantly soaring more than ten feet into the air. He quickly retreated and at the same time raised his hand and pointed. A dazzling light that had been brewing for a long time was aimed directly at Yang Song, and its speed was three points faster than that of the giant handprint!

    Psychic Finger!

    Yu Xian and he learned this method together back then, and now, more than ten years later, his understanding of it is so profound that it seems to be no less than Yu Xian’s!

    However, because Yu Xian possessed the Vine Technique and Thunder Technique, although he cultivated the Spirit Finger, he did not focus on comprehending offensive spells. He spent most of his time comprehending the Vine Technique.

    “A mere law, yet it dares to act so arrogantly!?”

    Yang Song neither dodged nor avoided, but only sneered and continued to push his hand seals towards Zheng Huo. A crystal treasure shield appeared in front of him, full of spiritual energy. It was a fifth-grade low-level defensive magic treasure!

    With this magical treasure protecting him, how could he fear Zheng Huo’s Spirit Finger?

    boom!

    The Spirit Finger struck first, causing the glass shield to shake violently, but it couldn’t break through it at all.

    “Hahaha! Zheng Huo! Kneel down! Kowtow and beg for mercy! Then I will spare your life!”

    Yang Song laughed triumphantly, and his giant handprint slammed towards Zheng Huo!

    But Zheng Huo remained calm and unhurried; the failure of his finger-pointing spiritual connection was exactly what he had expected.

    Zheng Huo was over seventy years old, and as the saying goes, “old people are shrewd and old ghosts are clever.” He had been a rogue cultivator in the cultivation world for so long, how could he be so easily killed by Yang Song?

    “fall!”

    As the giant handprint came crashing down, Zheng Huo’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted. His body plummeted like a stone at an incredible speed!

    Snap!

    The timing was ingenious; this method of descent was a minor technique among minor ones, yet it saved Zheng Huo at this moment! The power of the giant handprint arrived, slamming directly into the air and creating a loud explosion!

    Clearly, Zheng Huo was already planning this the moment he took off!

    “What!?”

    Yang Song’s gaze immediately sharpened.

    “go!”

    Zheng Huo landed, let out another loud shout, and sprinted forward, heading straight for Yang Song.

    At the same time, the hand gesture was completed, with one hand making continuous taps and the other hand making a beckoning motion!

    With a single hand tap, the magic light shines brightly. The Rising Sun Gathering Clouds Technique comes with the spell, Cloud Light Technique!

    With a wave of his hand, a high-grade fourth-tier sword flashed with light and flew out into the air. In a flash, it transformed into four swords, whistling and stabbing from all directions!

    Hurry! Urgent!

    In less than a breath, Zheng Huo’s attack came crashing down like a tidal wave!

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