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Some techniques, such as Revitalizing Power, increase speed and expand the range of Divine Sense, are relatively common auxiliary secret arts. However, techniques like Thunder Tyrant Body, which balance offense and defense, are likely among the best in the mid-grade secret arts. Thunderstorm Pavilion, as a prominent sect within the Limitless Dao Gate, is one of the few sects in the Limitless Path that has no ties to the Buddhist Sect. It is likely that the Limitless Path secretly supports it, and Thunder Tyrant Body might be one of those techniques.
Not long after Ma Jiaquan left, he sensed a massive surge of spiritual energy at the city gate. Returning in surprise, he discovered that Xu Qiaoshan was entangled in a fierce battle with a Golden Core Cultivator. When did Xu Qiaoshan break through to the Peak of Nascent Soul?
Suppressing his astonishment, Ma Jiaquan carefully observed their fight. He was soon even more surprised to see that Xu Qiaoshan's moves were somewhat erratic; if this continued, Xu Qiaoshan would surely lose before long.
When he first entered the Nascent Soul stage, he could contend against a Golden Core Mid-Stage cultivator. At that time, he had gained some reputation within the sect. Later, during his travels in Dongshan, he made a name for himself and stepped into the Heavenly Ranking. Ru Ming had passed thirty years ago, yet he remained at the Nascent Soul Stage; at fifty years old, he hadn't aged well and was already surpassed by younger cultivators.
After several exchanges, Xu Qiaoshan's movements began to falter. He eventually landed on the walls of Smoke Ridge Pass, effectively conceding defeat. Although Xu Qiaoshan was not yet fifty years old, his face bore the marks of hardship that made even Ma Jiaquan, who was nearly five years younger, feel seasoned by life.
"Thank you," Ma Jiaquan said with a cupped fist salute as he headed towards Tiandong City behind Smoke Ridge Pass. If he hurried, he might still catch up with the battles among Transcendent Practitioners.
Wasn't Xu Laodi going to rush to Tiandong City to observe the battles of Transcendent Practitioners? After Ma Jiaquan left, he tugged at his sleeve and suddenly felt that tomorrow's sandstorm would be particularly fierce on the city walls.
Hmm, just wait a moment; his younger brother should be arriving soon.
At the moment of conceding defeat, Xu Qiaoshan sent a message to Xu Qiaoshui. Yan Dong and Xu Qiaoshui were already on their way; from afar, they had long since disappeared from Xu Qiaoshan's sight.
Could he truly become the first person of Tiandong? He once shared that same dream as well. Looking south towards Tiandong City, although he couldn't see that robust figure anymore, when he spoke those words, could it be that he truly stood tall and firm?
At this moment, Xu Qiaoshan felt an overwhelming sense of emotion. He had never imagined that a Golden Core Cultivator could utter such words, nor had he ever thought that one would dare to say them.
Xu Qiaoshan could not stop the news from spreading quickly to the Universe Hall. As everyone was both surprised and somewhat expectant, the news of Loose Cultivator Jiang Zhan's defeat at the hands of Dao Sect's Transcendent Practitioner Xiao Zhang also spread like wildfire. At this moment, thousands had gathered at the northern gate of Tiandong City, eager to catch a glimpse of the battle between Transcendent Practitioners. Many more cultivators were rushing in from outside Tiandong City, occupying the slopes of Liangxiaoshan, waiting for one great battle after another.
No one dared to voice their thoughts directly; they were actually more eager to see that individual who had defeated a Transcendence early-stage Jiang with his Peak of Golden Core strength appear at the narrow pass of Liangxiaoshan. It would be a spectacle to witness him once again performing in front of everyone, igniting their blood and passion.
Did he think I wouldn’t come?
Hong Yulong and Hong Ling were walking along a makeshift tea shed on the mountainside when they saw Xiao Zhang approaching slowly, looking as if his soul had left his body. It wasn’t until he closed his mouth that he realized he was once again face to face with someone he hadn’t seen for a month.
How did I lose? He knew that guy was strong, but even he might not have been able to withstand a single blow from me. I don’t deny it. Did I let him off easy?
What nonsense! Am I that kind of person?
Xiao Zhang didn’t stand up to curse; instead, he remained seated, which instantly drew bewildered glances from those who hadn’t noticed him before. Bu Luo lost, and Xiao Zhang didn’t deny it either. Although it was embarrassing, he didn’t resort to venting his frustration on them in an ungracious manner; he simply remained on his stool.
From the moment he arrived, he had launched a surprise attack using A Distant Paradise, but he hadn’t anticipated its overwhelming power.
Was I careless? Was it real?
That flimsy excuse clearly couldn’t fool Bu Luo, who felt quite pleased after seeing Xiao Zhang eliminated. Bu Luo’s mood was noticeably better than those days when Hong Ling seemed upbeat as well, while Hong Yulong no longer wore a stern expression.
That guy—once the Sky East Tournament ended, he wouldn’t be my junior anymore. We at Treasure Pavilion would just have to wait for Jie Donglai and his Dao Sect to crush us from thousands of miles away. Hmph.
Thinking about the situation eased Xiao Zhang’s mood somewhat; after all, defeating a Golden Core Cultivator wasn’t exactly shameful when it came to one of his own kind. Even if it was embarrassing, it wasn’t as if he had lost to his Master’s disciple. It was somewhat acceptable. However, unexpectedly walking past Hong Yulong caused him to spray tea all over himself as if looking at a beast.
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