Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

On the field, Zhou Sheng stood behind Zhang Huaiyi and slowly raised his hand to strike.

The lively atmosphere in the audience suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared intently at the scene, marveling at the power of Zhou Sheng's move, while also feeling a strong sense of powerlessness.

Even a disciple surnamed Mao, who possesses the Thunder Technique, is so powerless against this move. How can those from humble backgrounds possibly cope with it?

On the stage, Zhou Sheng slowed down time for both himself and Zhang Huaiyi by dozens of times.

Although he could use the tortoise-fly body to accelerate himself, he only activated five times the acceleration in order to minimize the burden on himself, but this obviously could not cancel each other out.

Therefore, in the eyes of the audience, the scene in front of them is as if it has been slowed down.

Zhou Sheng's movements were slowed down to an extreme degree, inch by inch, as he chopped down towards Zhang Huaiyi's nape. Every movement was clearly visible, yet it carried a sense of stagnation as if time had been stretched out.

The audience members could even comment on it.

"Wow, this Wudang Taoist named Zhou Sheng actually knows this move, and he even learned it from Senior Brother Zhang!" Li Muxuan looked at Lu Jin, "Senior Brother Lu, you often interact with Senior Brother Zhang, do you know how to counter this move?"

Lu Jin waved his hand and said, "I often come into contact with Senior Brother Zhang, but Senior Brother Zhang doesn't need to use this move to attack me. I don't know how to counter it."

“I do know a little bit!” Lu Ci suddenly said.

Everyone at the table turned their gaze towards it.

Lu Ci didn't keep them in suspense and continued, "Senior Brother Zhang said that the difficulty of releasing this move is determined by the weight of fate. If your weight is heavy, the difficulty of casting it will be higher, and the duration will be shorter. If your weight is light, well, hehe..."

Lu Ci didn't say anything more, but sneered. Li Muxuan didn't press Lu Ci for details.

Fengping, however, pressed on, asking, "What determines the weight of fate?"

“It’s about the impact of things on the world. If the impact is too great, you can’t control it; if the impact is too small, you can control it,” Lu Ci said.

"In terms of influence, we cultivators can't compare to high-ranking secular officials, which means we're helpless against this tactic." Feng Ping then asked, "By the way, does the level of cultivation count as influence?"

“It counts!” Lü Ci nodded: “But only the cultivation of life force counts, not the level of skill cultivation.”

"Then, is Zhang Huaiyi's cultivation level high?"

"Excellent!" Lü Ci said, "But Senior Brother Zhang commented that he is more skilled in the cultivation of techniques!"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill. If Lü Ci said that Zhang Huaiyi's cultivation was high, then his cultivation must really be very high.

However, even so, it seems that it has no ability to resist Zhou Sheng's magic. Judging from this, it is about to be defeated.

At this moment, on the arena, Zhou Sheng's chop was finally about to land on Zhang Huaiyi's neck.

Although Zhang Huaiyi was using the Golden Light Mantra, his whole body was still radiating golden light.

But Zhou Sheng's knife strike was not as slow and weak as it appeared to the audience.

He applied powerful Tai Chi force to his hands, and the tortoise-fly body technique also brought him a huge boost.

The Tortoise-Fly Body is not simply about acceleration; what supports this speed is the strengthening of all the body's functions by burning innate Qi.

Whether it's muscles, bones, internal organs, or various tissues of the body, everything is improved exponentially.

This is equivalent to a comprehensive enhancement in terms of "life". In this state, coupled with the Tai Chi force, Zhou Sheng's knife strike is extremely heavy. Even if Zhang Huaiyi has golden light protecting his body, he would not be able to withstand it if it hits the back of his neck without warning.

Zhou Sheng chuckled lightly: "Bye-bye!"

But suddenly, Zhou Sheng felt a chill run down his spine.

"Shh!"

Beneath a pair of thick eyebrows, a pair of sharp, knife-like eyes approached the tip of Zhou Sheng's nose.

Without Zhou Sheng noticing, Zhang Huaiyi suddenly turned around and approached Zhou Sheng first.

Furthermore, with Zhou Sheng's hand chop already within reach, he countered with a punch.

The fist, carrying layers of golden light, slammed into Zhou Sheng's heart with ferocious force.

"boom!!"

The moment Zhou Sheng was struck, golden light pierced through his body, transforming into a giant hand that gripped his heart, causing it to stop for a moment. This also caused the Qimen he had created with his own heart as the central palace to collapse and disappear.

Zhou Sheng was sent flying backward, tumbling three or four times before he was about to fly off the stage.

But at this moment, the golden light clutched in his heart suddenly burst forth from behind him, transforming into a wall of light that blocked the edge of the arena, preventing Zhou Sheng from falling off.

"This...this..."

This scene caused an uproar in the entire venue.

Exclamations and gasps mingled together, and even the elders who were sitting steadily leaned forward slightly.

Wasn't it just described as something mysterious? An unsolvable, miraculous skill? Control over change? What's going on here?

Some people looked puzzled, but Zhang Jingqing, Master Zuo, the red-faced old Taoist, and others looked solemn.

Although they didn't understand how Zhang Huaiyi broke free from the restraints of Luan Jintuo, they clearly saw the details in Zhang Huaiyi's punch.

The fist force broke through the Qi in Zhou Sheng's body, and the golden light was shot into Zhou Sheng's body. The golden light transformed into a large hand, which grabbed Zhou Sheng's heart. This not only blocked the flow of Qi in his body, but also interrupted the rhythm of the interaction between the innate number in his body and the number of the external cosmic cycle, thus breaking his Qimen Dunjia.

All of this must be done in the blink of an eye, and anyone can see the difficulty and danger involved.

"Celestial Master, young Taoist Huaiyi is truly extraordinary! Given time, he might just become another young Celestial Master!"

"No wonder he was granted a false surname after Daoist Zhiwei; such methods are truly extraordinary!"

There were many compliments in the room, and the tone was full of envy. Such a talented disciple is rare, and it is already a blessing to have even one. The Celestial Master's Mansion actually produced two in one go. It truly deserves to be called a sect that burns incense with great fortune!
"Not at all, you flatter me, everyone." Zhang Jingqing smiled politely, but inwardly she was secretly surprised by Zhang Huaiyi's progress. It seems that this kid has not wasted his time in his years of training outside.

Of all those present, only Zhang Zhiwei recognized the way Zhang Huaiyi broke free from Zhou Shengluan's clapper.

Looking at Zhang Huaiyi's face on the stage, with its distinct light and shadow, he thought to himself, "This kid is clever. He actually came up with this idea, and he actually succeeded."

The situation in the ring has completely reversed.

"Huff...cough cough cough..."

Zhou Sheng clutched his chest, kneeling on the edge of the arena, panting heavily and coughing uncontrollably, clearly having suffered a significant shock.

Not far from him, Zhang Huaiyi's face was half bathed in golden light and half hidden in shadow, his golden eyes flashing like shooting stars, both divine and demonic. "Back on the mountain, my senior brother often said that holding a victory celebration banquet halfway through the day was no good. You've been hanging out with him for a while now, what? You didn't know?!"

Zhang Huaiyi walked towards Zhou Sheng: "Do you know why I didn't let you fly off the stage?"

Zhou Sheng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself: "Why?"

He was a little puzzled.

"You haven't even properly demonstrated your skills yet, how can you just walk away like this?" Zhang Huaiyi said. "Come on, I'll give you a chance. Show me your full strength and fight me properly using your senior brother's methods!"

He is not a person who likes trouble.

Actually, if Zhou Sheng hadn't used his senior brother's method just now, he probably wouldn't have turned around and punched Zhou Sheng.

So what if he wins? As long as I know I can beat him, there's no need to fight for pride.

Zhang Huaiyi was different from many people in the martial arts world who were obsessed with fame and fortune. He didn't need the approval of others; he only needed his own approval.

But who told Zhou Sheng to use his senior brother's methods?
He is no match for his senior brother now, but he is still chasing after him.

But if he can't even defeat someone whose cultivation is inferior to his own, someone who only learned his senior brother's methods...

What's the point of chasing after it? Just give up now.

"If you want to see what your senior brother is capable of, go directly to him. Why are you coming to me?"

Zhou Sheng patted his chest and stood up, his face returning to its nonchalant expression:
“A coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong is the most annoying. However, if you are willing to tell me how you broke my Chaotic Golden Clapper just now, I might grant your request.”

Zhang Huaiyi paused for a moment and said, "Whether the chaotic metal clapper can suppress the decisive factor is the influence of things on the world, which is the so-called destiny. In short, it's very mysterious."

“My destiny wasn’t much higher than yours to begin with. To avoid being tricked, I used a divine mask beforehand… I impersonated a god and took a bit of his destiny.”

Zhang Huaiyi's personality is different from his shameless grandson, so he was somewhat embarrassed to admit that he was playing the role of his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei.

He continued, "My power far surpasses yours, so you naturally can't restrain me. The reason I didn't move just now was simply to cooperate with your performance."

At the same time, he also wanted to take this opportunity to carefully observe the mysteries of Tiantong Qimen.

He saw through the laws governing the circulation of Qimen in the Zhou Tian system, which is why he punched him and destroyed Qimen.

Zhou Sheng said, "Although I often stay in the mountains and don't know much, I have met a few actors and performers who play the roles of gods when I organize temple fairs. They can't borrow fate from me at all. Don't lie to me!"

Zhang Huaiyi said, "That's because their cultivation level is too low. You've been following my senior brother for so long, don't you know that he has already cultivated the Divine Mask to the third level?"

Zhou Sheng said, "Brother Zhang's method is unconventional, playing himself. How will it change the weight of one's destiny?"

Zhang Huaiyi said, "Playing yourself won't change anything, but if you portray yourself as a god, won't that change things?"

Zhou Sheng narrowed his eyes, recalling the Tiantong Church and its leader, which many people had recently been following.

He naturally knew that the Tiantong Church was created by Zhang Zhiwei, and that the leader of the Tiantong Church was Zhang Zhiwei's incarnation.

So it's highly likely that what Zhang Huaiyi said is true, and... he remembered that among the two protectors of the Tian Tong Sect Master, there was a big-eared general. He glanced at Zhang Huaiyi's ear.

Okay, anyone who isn't an idiot can see the connection.

"It seems that makes sense. Thank you for clearing up my confusion. In that case, I'll have a good fight with you!"

Zhou Sheng stretched his shoulders and muscles, and said, "I have a bad temper and I can't hold back my words. I'm not easy to get along with, but I'm not someone who likes to fight."

"Ever since I learned this strange technique, I haven't had a proper fight with anyone. Since you insist, I won't hold back. Anyway, with so many elders and Senior Brother Zhang in front of me, I can't kill you!"

As soon as Zhou Sheng finished speaking, he stopped talking to Zhang Huaiyi and, with a thought, reopened the Qimen Dunjia.

"Kunzi·Tuheche!"

With a wave of his hand, the arena trembled, the ground surged up, and a menacing earthen dragon emerged, lunging fiercely at Zhang Huaiyi with a fierce aura.

Zhang Huaiyi's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, a condensed golden light shot out and accurately struck the dragon's head.

With a loud "bang," the dragon's head was torn apart and shattered by the golden light, turning the earthen dragon into countless fragments of rock.

The two clashed fiercely, and one after another, earth dragons rose up and pounced on Zhang Huaiyi, only to be dispersed one by one by his incomparably sharp golden light.

The sickening clanging sounds continued, and under the relentless bombardment of the earth dragons, Zhang Huaiyi appeared to outsiders like a withered leaf struck by a downpour, utterly powerless to retaliate.

However, Zhou Sheng was covered in cold sweat. Such a dense attack was blocked by the opponent without using lightning magic, just with golden light.

He observed carefully that each of Zhang Huaiyi's attacks used the smallest amount of golden light to strike the earth dragon's weakest point, causing it to collapse.

Such keen insight, such masterful control over Qi; the golden light was condensed without the slightest waste…

With just one glance, Zhou Sheng concluded that Zhang Huaiyi's basic skills were far more solid than his own.

Zhou Sheng gave a low shout and quickly manipulated the four plates with both hands.

In an instant, the fortunes and misfortunes, the timing and location of events around the arena seemed to be reversed by him, and all favorable factors tilted in his favor.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth and spat out a burst of blazing flames, which transformed in the air into a giant bird with a wingspan large enough to cover the entire arena.

"Li Zi Danpeng!"

The giant bird's fiery feathers were incredibly lifelike. With a flap of its wings, carrying a heat wave that could burn everything, it swooped down on Zhang Huaiyi.

Danpeng used earth-based magic. Immediately afterward, due to his unfavorable position, he shifted his focus to the divine plate, using the divine plate magic to complement Danpeng's earlier actions.

"Yagami: Tengshe!"

A strange blue flame flew out from his palm, transforming into a fire serpent that could encircle the entire arena, swimming around the edge of Danpeng's flames.

As expected of a Wudang disciple, Zhou Sheng's two flames, one red and one blue, one yang and one yin, not only did not conflict with each other, but instead echoed each other like the yin and yang fish in the Tai Chi diagram.

The blazing red light of the Danpeng and the dark blue flames of the Tengshe intertwined and entwined, leveraging each other's strength to increase their power dramatically.

In an instant, the entire arena was enveloped in blazing flames, and even the air seemed to be ignited, radiating a scorching heat wave.

This fusion technique is extremely powerful, and avoiding it is the safest option. However, this is an arena match, and the flames of Danpeng and Tengshe engulf the entire arena. Zhang Huaiyi has no room to dodge and can only take the hit head-on. (End of Chapter)