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Hearing his grandfather's somewhat melancholic words, Zhao Tingting quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, the Hidden Sect is not of this world; we don't need to compare ourselves to them. We belong to the mundane world, and we should measure ourselves against the sects within it. In fact, compared to other sects in the mundane world, our Zhao Family Iron Sand Palm is not weak at all. Grandpa, I think you should open a martial arts school to spread our Zhao Family Iron Sand Palm; there's no need for it to be passed down only within our lineage."
"That's right, Old Zhao. To be honest, if you want to ensure the continuation of your Zhao Family's Iron Sand Palm, you can't keep it to yourself," Ma Jie chimed in. Now part of the Hidden Sect, Ma Jie naturally looked down on the martial arts of the outside world, let alone Zhao Fangqiu's Iron Sand Palm.
"Old Ma, that idiom doesn't quite fit. Our Zhao Family Iron Sand Palm can't be considered just a worn broom; at least it's quite useful for strengthening the body," Zhao Fangqiu said with a darkened expression.
"I misspoke, I misspoke," Ma Jie laughed.
"Tingting, I will seriously consider your suggestion," Zhao Fangqiu replied. Although he was stubborn, this time he had witnessed true martial prowess and felt a sense of helplessness and chill in his heart; he was no longer as obsessed as before.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed as Li Fushi plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground and creating a deep pit.
As the dust settled, Li Fushi slowly stood up from the pit while Jin Weichu stood atop a severed tree trunk, hands clasped behind his back. His robe billowed without wind as he lazily lifted an eyelid to look down at Li Fushi with disdain.
"Li Fushi, now you are my defeated opponent, aren't you?" Jin Weichu said lightly, his tone laced with arrogance.
"You only managed to win against me by half a move; it's nothing remarkable," Li Fushi replied with a grim face.
"Oh? It seems you're still unconvinced. I can give you another chance, but this time I won't hold back," Jin Weichu said with a cold smile.
"Then come at me," Li Fushi declared as his hair and beard flew wildly. He shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, exuding an overwhelming aura of Inner Energy that seemed ready to tear through the air as he charged toward Jin Weichu.
With a thunderous crash, Li Fushi collided with the tree trunk where Jin Weichu stood, splintering it into pieces and injuring several onlookers in the process. However, Li Fushi did not hit Jin Weichu; instead, Jin Weichu had stepped into thin air as if climbing a ladder and was now hovering even higher.
"Let me show you my true power," Jin Weichu said from his lofty position. His lips moved slightly, but his voice resonated like rolling thunder that shook everyone’s hearts.
All eyes turned upward. The sky was clear and the sun blazed overhead; its rays illuminated Jin Weichu's figure. The Inner Energy surrounding him refracted the sunlight into brilliant halos that gave him an ethereal presence akin to a deity.
Jin Weichu continuously shifted his hand seals as winds of energy swirled around him. This gale was composed of Inner Energy; even a sliver of it could cut through steel—let alone this tornado-like Inner Strength Gale.
Li Fushi looked up in shock at this scene and dared not be careless. He quietly took out a Jade Talisman while simultaneously channeling his Inner Energy to form his own protective gale.
"Die!" Jin Weichu's aura surged to its peak as the Inner Strength Gale spun around him at terrifying speed, seemingly capable of rending space itself.
As Jin Weichu's words fell, the tornado-like Inner Strength Gale swept toward Li Fushi with unstoppable force. Li Fushi focused intently and without hesitation crushed the Jade Talisman in his hand before boldly charging forward to meet it head-on.
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