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It was rare for the Hidden Sect to gather so many Martial Artists; in a world where strength reigned supreme, everyone aspired to be the number one in martial arts. Jin Weichu had diligently honed his skills over the years, and now his abilities were reaching new heights. This opportunity was too precious to miss; he intended to establish his dominance in front of everyone. Since Li Fushi had come to him, he would first defeat Li Fushi.
As Jin Weichu charged forward, Li Fushi did not dare to underestimate him. However, Li Fushi's strength was significantly higher than that of the elder from Linyuan Pavilion. He could withstand Jin Weichu's punch and only take half a step back while still able to counterattack.
The two engaged fiercely, their Inner Energy surging as they fought. The surrounding trees were battered, bark flying off, and thinner trunks snapped under the pressure. Zhao Fangqiu, Ma Jie, and others hurried over, quickening their pace upon witnessing the commotion.
Jin Weichu and Li Fushi were evenly matched, exchanging over a hundred blows without either gaining the upper hand. The area within hundreds of meters was left in disarray from their clash of Inner Energy, resembling a storm's aftermath.
As Zhao Fangqiu and the others rushed to the scene, they were awestruck by the rare sight of Divine Realm combat. Zhao Fangqiu had lived a long life but had never witnessed such a spectacle, let alone young people like Zhao Tingting and Fang Xian.
When Zhao Fangqiu saw Li Fushi and Jin Weichu standing atop a massive tree, casually unleashing their Inner Energy to split it apart, he stood frozen in place. At that moment, he truly understood the vast gap in martial prowess; in the face of such divine abilities, his proud Iron Sand Palm seemed utterly insignificant.
Zhao Tingting was equally stunned. The most powerful martial arts she had seen were her grandfather's Iron Sand Palm, capable of shattering stones with a single strike. But now, witnessing Li Fushi and Jin Weichu battling mid-air with an imposing aura made her jaw drop. For a moment, she felt as if she had stepped into a martial arts world; the kung fu from movies truly existed in reality.
"Shen Xue Men and Tianlang Palace are finally making their move; we can just watch the excitement," Ma Jie said calmly despite feeling shocked inside.
"Old Ma, are all the elders from your Hidden Sect this powerful?" Zhao Fangqiu asked in astonishment.
"Pretty much. Those who can become elders in our Hidden Sect are all at the Divine Realm level. As far as I know, there are very few Divine Realm practitioners in the secular world. Among the seven major martial arts worlds in Huaxia, an Ancestor is at the Divine Realm level; it's already impressive for a top Martial Arts Family to produce one Divine Realm expert. Yet our Hidden Sect has nearly ten," Ma Jie replied with a smile.
"It's embarrassing to say this, but I've lived more than half my life without witnessing a Divine Realm battle until today; it's truly eye-opening," Zhao Fangqiu remarked with emotion.
"That's normal; Divine Realm practitioners rarely engage in combat. In my years at Guiyuan Sect, I've hardly seen them fight. Generally, once someone reaches the Divine Realm level, they know how to hold back. This time Shen Xue Men and Tianlang Palace are fighting because of long-standing grudges; that's why these two elders are risking their lives against each other. Such occurrences are quite rare. Old Zhao, you came at just the right time; witnessing these Divine Realm elders battle allows us to truly appreciate the pinnacle of martial arts," Ma Jie explained.
"Indeed! It's astonishing! Are they even human? I can hardly believe how vast Martial Arts Divine Realm is; it truly seems divine! I realize now that I've been stagnant for too long. Our Zhao Family's Iron Sand Palm is indeed insignificant—no wonder even Xiao Jiang looks down on it," Zhao Fangqiu sighed, as if suddenly awakened to reality.
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