As mentioned earlier, the Golden Light Vow is the flagship door of Longhushan in the extraordinary world, and the Five Thunder Law is the fundamental force of Longhushan to dominate the world and make it the leader of the Daoist school.
In many legendary texts, the thunder method is hailed as the crown of all methods, the command of heaven, with the highest authority, encompassing everything under the three realms and nine provinces under the overall control of thunder.
And the Five Thunder Law of Tianshi Palace is the most powerful thunder method in the world, with no equal. Only disciples of Longhushan can master this exceptional thunder learning after inheriting the position of the Tianshi.
Undoubtedly, Zhang Zhawei, as a "disguised" disciple, has the possibility of inheriting the position of Tianshi, naturally being given the qualification to learn some thunder laws. He has reached a small level of success in practicing Yang Wulai long before. When suddenly unleashed now, it truly feels like a god of thunder has descended to earth.
On the other side, upon seeing the lightning appear, Zhang Jingqing, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt a knot in her heart at once, fearing that the troublemaker had not stopped and might have injured Wu Xian.
However, in the next second, he felt from the lingering lightning that neither of their qi patterns had been damaged, and only then did he begin to feel relieved.
On the other hand, Zuo Ruotong watched Zhang Jingqing with great interest, teasingly laughing, "Congratulations to the Tianshi for getting what you wished for. Now, I'm afraid I'll have an even bigger headache."
"Left Brother, you..."
Zhang Jingqing couldn't help but laugh and cry, just about to say something when the distant lightning had already faded.
Looking up, he saw Wu Xian and Zhang Zhawei's hands pressed together, with a dazzling bolt of lightning jumping between their palms, as if it could explode at any moment.
But it didn't explode!
Zhang Zhawei's forehead veins burst out, trying to further drive the power of thunder in his palm, but he was forcibly suppressed by the massive qi from the opposite side. It was like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to be free.
Several more attempts followed, all ending in failure.
After half an hour, Zhang Zhawei sighed and dispersed the thunder method and protective golden light, expressing some wistful words.
"It is I who have lost."
After all, their confrontation was a sparring match rather than a life-and-death battle. By this point, Zhang Zhawei had exhausted all his efforts but still couldn't probe the depths of Wu Xian's abilities. This only showed that the gap between them was significant, much like the gap between him and Lu Jin.
Knowing this, still forcing a challenge is not simply a desire for victory but rather a complete lack of common sense. If he were to anger the other party and they retaliated in earnest, not only would he have to face the consequences but Longhushan would also be humiliated due to his actions.
Zhang Zhawei, despite his low emotional quotient, understands this point.
"Apologies accepted, Zhang senior."
Upon hearing Zhang Zhawei's voluntary acknowledgment of defeat, Wu Xian also dispersed his counter-life state and bowed respectfully to Zhang Zhawei, showing a demure and polite demeanor.
However, the reality was that he had already been overjoyed in his heart. If not for professional training, he might have already smiled like Huan An.
You see, Zhang Zhawei, that "one" under "one man," has now been defeated by me, your Big Dude. Isn't this something he can brag about for a lifetime?
Hahahahaha————
"I say, Wu Junior Brother, how have you been cultivating? I believe my talent is still quite decent, spending ten years diligently practicing the Golden Light Vow and only elevating my life force to the current level. However, you appear to be two years younger than me, yet you can dominate me in terms of life force cultivation. Could it be that you were practicing the Dao since before you were born?"
After acknowledging his defeat, Zhang Zhawei did not show any sign of depression or being defeated. Instead, he casually inquired about Wu Xian's cultivation secrets, giving off an air of carefree indifference.
After all, he is the undisputed top in the human world, with unwavering resolve being another level of the ceiling. How could he possibly lose confidence because of a mere defeat in a fight?
As for the cultivation secrets he just asked about... Wu Xian was somewhat speechless. He couldn't simply say that he held on to the legs of someone stronger, could he?
Muttering to himself, Wu Xian smiled and continued to talk nonsense: "It's quite simple. I just spend the time others use for rest on cultivation. As they say, 'After enduring hardships, one can become superior to others,' and this principle also applies to cultivation."
"Is... like this?"
Zhang Zhawei, upon hearing this, frowned with suspicion.
Although the reason Wu Xian gave sounded reasonable, he still had a sense that Wu Xian was lying, though he wasn't quite sure why.
At the same time, the heads of various major clans and families in the surroundings also heard Wu Xian's words, and their faces revealed a thoughtful expression. Then they quietly looked at their own incompetent children, and their eyes became deeper and deeper.
Wu Xian had no idea that with his words, in the coming years, most of the young disciples present at the scene would live in deep trouble, far beyond just a single word: "sad."
"Hmph!"
Suddenly, a cold hum was heard, and left Ruotong and Tianshi Zhang Jingqing walked over to look at their disciples respectively.
One shows satisfaction mixed with helplessness, while the other is a disapproval accompanied by subtle satisfaction.
The treatment difference was too obvious, making Zhang Zhawei feel rather depressed. However, the inherent respect and fear for his master still held him back from speaking too much. He could only awkwardly scratch his head and say, "Master, I've let you down..."
"Hmph! What does it matter if you think I'm 'losing face'? Do you think I am someone who values pride?"
Seeing Zhang Zhawei in his current pitiful state, the worry in Zhang Jingqing's eyes, which had been lingering for a while, finally faded slightly. However, when he spoke, he still scolded him coldly.
"I've told you before, 'There is someone outside of us, and there is someone outside of that too.' Each time I said this, you agreed, but have you ever truly taken it to heart?"
"You think that your talent is high, your strength is strong, and as long as you have enough time to practice, there is nowhere in the world that you cannot go... "
But now, you see, there is not just one extraordinary talent in this world, and there are many even more outstanding than you. If you continue to hold on to such an attitude in the future, disaster will befall you sooner or later."
After saying that, Zhang Jingqing did not bother to look at Zhang Zhawei, who showed a thoughtful expression. Instead, he turned his attention to Wu Xian's side, and his rough face instantly became friendly and amicable.
"Wu Xian, you are truly impressive. At your age, you have such cultivation, which I have only seen once in my entire life. Your future prospects are undoubtedly boundless, and the Left Brother and the Third Gate will have successors in the future."
"You don't have to flatter him, Master."
Left Ruotong shook his head, laughing lightly, then turned to look at Wu Xian with a complex expression.
"You know how to hide your talents and I am glad. Today you suddenly demonstrated it, which I believe has its reasons. However, as your teacher, I still want to remind you of one thing. Please remember it in your heart."
"Master, please say."
Hearing these words, Wu Xian's expression immediately grew serious, and he straightened his body into a listening posture.
This obedient and sensible appearance made Zhang Jingqing feel a wave of envy.
Look at his disciple. Not only is he talented and strong, but he is also obedient, listens to his master's advice, and is also good-looking.
Compared to his disciple, he felt embarrassed. The thing next to him was not good at anything, wasting money and resources. The only thing he was good at was fighting, but he had been defeated by others. It was a disgrace to look at him.
With this in mind, Zhang Jingqing looked at Wu Xian a few more times, thinking about his talent and the Rebirth Three he was cultivating. A somewhat absurd idea occurred to him.
Why not... discuss it with Left Ruotong and try switching to a different disciple?
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