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

Zhang Huaiyi's thunder magic struck the giant hand of the Earth River Chariot, which was blessed with "black glaze," but failed to shatter it completely, only burning its surface red.

"Boom!"

The enormous black glass hand crashed down with the force of Mount Tai, completely shattering the already riddled arena.

The giant hand even dug deep into the ground, lifting up large swaths of soil and squeezing it hard.

Zhang Huaiyi escaped through the gaps in the black glass giant hand, his face grim as he looked up at it. Zhou Sheng stood on the giant hand, looking down at him.

"What a brilliant move!" Zhang Huaiyi exclaimed. "By combining two techniques into one, you achieve an effect greater than the sum of its parts. However, why didn't you combine more techniques? If you had incorporated all the Nine Palaces techniques, I would have admitted defeat on the spot."

Zhou Sheng said, "Brother Huaiyi, you overestimate me. I don't have your exquisite talent for controlling Qi. The more techniques I combine, the more mental energy I consume, and the power may even be greatly reduced due to poor control. I'm afraid only Senior Brother Zhiwei can do that. If you really want to see it, why don't you go and ask him for guidance?"

Zhang Huaiyi said, "It's pointless to ask my senior brother for help. Whatever methods he uses are astonishing. But for me, they mean nothing."

Zhou Sheng nodded in deep agreement: "Yes, that's true. The same technique, he doesn't even need to activate the Qimen formation; the power he casually unleashes far surpasses my full power when I activate the Qimen formation!"

Upon hearing this, all the spectators turned their gazes to Zhang Zhiwei, who was sitting quietly on the sidelines. They were all shocked: the methods displayed by Zhou Sheng and Zhang Huaiyi were already astonishing. If this little celestial master were to perform them himself, what a world-destroying scene it would be.

Zhou Sheng said, "Brother Huaiyi, in the Nine Palaces, the Qian and Dui positions are incompatible with Lei. I will use a fusion technique to strengthen myself while placing you in a position that is both incompatible and extremely inauspicious, further weakening your condition."

"With the balance of power shifting, you can't even break a clay chariot, while I, with my seventy-two transformations, soar through the skies, and am invincible from the start! You can't even touch me, so how can you fight me?"

His tone carried a hint of persuasion: "How about... you just admit defeat? You don't have to feel like you lost to me, just consider it a defeat to Senior Brother Zhiwei's methods, there's nothing shameful about it!"

“…………” Zhang Huaiyi’s temples bulged with veins. The reason he came up to fight Zhou Sheng was to witness his senior brother’s skills and defeat him.
If he were to admit defeat because of this, wouldn't going on stage just be humiliating himself? He can't even beat someone who has learned his senior's techniques, so how can he challenge his senior?

He glanced at the ground beneath him: "So you've been up to all this trouble under my feet. I'm sorry to have troubled you, but that's enough for now."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Huaiyi's body trembled violently! In an instant, he transformed into a blindingly bright white lightning bolt, soaring into the sky!

Who said he can't fly? His divine mask has two supernatural powers: one is having super hearing, and the other is being able to transform into lightning. This ability allows him to fly.

Seeing the figure standing in the void, its body crackling with lightning, the crowd gasped in astonishment. Who could have imagined that the unassuming, short-statured Taoist priest could display such power, as if a thunder god had descended upon the world?!

"Isn't this Senior Brother Zhang's lightning clone?" Lu Jin exclaimed in surprise.

"Transform into Senior Brother Zhang's clone? When did this kid learn that?!" Lu Ci was equally shocked.

Even Zhang Jingqing was somewhat surprised. Putting everything else aside, Huaiyi had indeed made great progress in protective techniques over the years, far exceeding his expectations!
"Master, your disciple's skills are truly astonishing!" Master Zuo exclaimed sincerely. He had originally thought that his disciples, Lu Jin and Li Muxuan, were second only to Zhang Zhiwei among the younger generation, but compared to Zhang Huaiyi at this moment, the gap was immediately apparent.

Zhang Jingqing stroked his beard and smiled: "It's just that his temperament still needs to be tempered."

The red-faced old Taoist priest had no time to be distracted. He was focused on the scene, his aura shifting around him, ready to intervene at any moment.

On the field, the battle has reached a fever pitch!
Zhang Huaiyi was enveloped in blinding lightning, his pupils turning blazing white. With a deafening roar that tore through the air, he hurtled straight at Zhou Sheng in the air like a world-destroying thunderbolt!
With the combined effects of the lightning magic stimulating his meridians and transforming into lightning, Zhang Huaiyi's speed reached its limit, almost impossible for the naked eye to perceive!

Even if Zhou Sheng could manipulate the four Qimen plates at will, he simply wouldn't have enough time to accurately move the "inauspicious position," "death position," or the palace that counters the thunder magic to Zhang Huaiyi's feet!
He could only control the earthen cart to block Zhang Huaiyi.

However, once Zhang Huaiyi was freed from the suppression of various negative statuses, his abilities improved significantly, especially the power of his lightning magic!
"Thunder in the Palm!"

"Thunder in the Palm!"

Two extremely refined white lightning bolts struck the remaining black glass giant hand one after the other!
The previously impenetrable armor was now as fragile as paper before the raging lightning! The earthen cart, stronger than steel, was instantly blasted to pieces!

Zhou Sheng reacted extremely quickly, his body surging with black energy that enveloped him!
The next moment, a sharp-eyed, broad-winged eagle screeched as it soared into the sky; this was the fastest creature Zhou Sheng could transform into.

"Boom! Boom!"

Bolts of lightning flashed past, and eagles circled and hovered in the air, narrowly dodging the bombardment of the thunderbolts.

Several palm strikes missed their mark. Zhang Huaiyi withdrew his hand and soared into the sky: "Let's see how long you can escape!"

The two pursued and fled, and every time Zhang Huaiyi lunged forward, Zhou Sheng would use his transformation techniques, combined with various esoteric arts, to evade.

For example, when Zhang Huaiyi charged close, Zhou Sheng suddenly used the Eight Gates Transport Technique, and a black hole appeared in front of him, swallowing him up. Zhang Huaiyi rushed in after him, but when they came out of the black hole, they were no longer in the same place.

This repetition is somewhat reminiscent of the story of Erlang Shen chasing Sun Wukong in traditional Chinese opera. Of course, in the current scenario, it would be more appropriate to call him the God of Thunder.

As the two sides fought, the ring became a mere decoration, and their battlefield had already exceeded the limitations of the ring.

This is also why Zhou Sheng was able to maneuver around the ring; if he had been confined to the arena, he would have been captured by Zhang Huaiyi long ago.

The audience was stunned, overwhelmed by the rapid changes in the situation. After a long while, a chorus of gasps and murmurs erupted.

"What do you mean? What's with that bird?"

"I can understand the lightning-like figure; it was Master Zhang Huaiyi using a secret technique from the Five Thunder Orthodox Method. But how did Zhou Sheng turn into a bird?"

"Master Zhou Sheng is nicknamed 'Big Monkey,' could he be the reincarnation of Sun Wukong? Does he really have seventy-two transformations?!"

"This seems to be the Little Celestial Master's trick. If Master Zhou Sheng is the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, then wouldn't the Little Celestial Master be Patriarch Bodhi?"

……

……

Seeing Zhou Sheng unleash his Seventy-Two Captures ability, everyone present was filled with envy. Although Zhang Huaiyi's ability to transform into lightning was more imposing, Zhou Sheng's methods were clearly more comprehensive and more desirable.

Whoever masters this technique will become the strongest sorcerer, the strongest assassin, and the master of agility...

For a time, many people started making their own calculations.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't care about the other people's attitudes.

He looked at the field and wondered when it would end if they kept chasing each other like this.

Zhang Huaiyi's current state was originally extremely taxing, but when he used the Godhood Mask, a lot of faith power was drawn to his body, so he could last a long time.

As for Zhou Sheng, it's the same. Don't be fooled by the fact that sorcerers' spells can destroy the world at any time. They play the game of using minimal force to achieve maximum effect, using a small amount of their own Qi to draw upon a large amount of natural power.

Moreover, some experienced sorcerers also possess a secret technique called the "Four Plates Harmony Formation".

This formation can seal the energy lost within it. For example, it can absorb the energy scattered after the opponent and oneself use spells during combat and then reuse it.

It is precisely because of these reasons that, in the story, after Wang Ye activates the Qimen Dunjia system, he can effortlessly use various techniques without ever worrying about running out of Qi. But try asking him to activate Qimen Dunjia three or four times in a row? That would truly kill him. Back in Biyou Village, after finishing one round, he needed to cultivate for about ten minutes before starting the second. ...

……

Both are now engaged in a war of attrition. Zhou Sheng has made it clear that he doesn't want to confront Zhang Huaiyi head-on and wants to wear him down with magic.

However, Zhang Huaiyi was not willing to play hide-and-seek with Zhou Sheng, as his strength far surpassed Zhou Sheng's.

Especially in the current situation, as long as Zhou Sheng dares to confront him head-on, he can pin Zhou Sheng to the ground without even needing to make three moves.

But Zhou Sheng is so cunning; he either teleports, disappears underground, or flies into the sky...

Zhang Huaiyi was so angry he wanted to curse. He desperately wanted to have a method similar to that of the shameless deity Lingming.

If such a thing existed, the idea of ​​innate control over the entire celestial sphere or establishing one's central palace would prevent you from even developing a strategic framework.

But in the end, Zhang Huaiyi still found an opportunity. Once, after Zhou Sheng was forced to fall to the ground, he was about to use the Earth Dragon Swim to dive underground and temporarily avoid the attack.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong. He looked down and saw lightning bolts leaping across the ground, bursting forth to form an airtight prison, trapping him inside.

Zhang Huaiyi anticipated his actions and laid an ambush in advance.

Then, Zhang Huaiyi transformed into lightning and swooped down from the sky with tremendous force!

This can truly be described as an inescapable net.

At this point, it was too late to use the Eight Gates Teleportation Technique.

Zhou Sheng was also a decisive person. With no way to retreat, he decided to fight. He went all out, using offense as defense, and various spells were used one after another.

Separation - Crimson Flame!

Li Zi·Explosive Flame!

The character "离" (li) is like a meteor shower.
The word "separation" is like fireflies in flowing light!

The character "离" (lí)...

The spinning wheel also takes time. Since he is currently in a position of separation, he is naturally frantically activating the "Separation" spell!
Towering flames shot into the sky, transforming into fire snakes, bursts of fire, meteor showers, and dense fire points... All the flames, like a bursting dam, fiercely met the swooping thunder!
Zhang Huaiyi was enveloped in lightning. He gritted his teeth and charged straight at the flames. Just as the flames were about to engulf him, the blazing white lightning enveloping Zhang Huaiyi suddenly contracted inward, as if gathering all its power.

Then, it exploded outwards with a deafening roar! Countless thick, blinding bolts of electricity, like raging dragons emerging from the sea, forcefully tore apart and dispersed the towering sea of ​​fire in front of them!
Thunder and fire clashed, creating a huge commotion. Amidst the chaotic air currents, two figures crossed paths and quickly engaged in combat.

Seeing that things were not going well, the red-faced old Taoist was about to leap up and intervene when Zhang Zhiwei placed a hand on his shoulder and pressed him back into his seat.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li. They're all sensible people; nothing will happen."

The red-faced old Taoist glanced at the hand on his shoulder, calmed down, and continued to observe the situation.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the two figures exchanged two quick blows before flames exploded. Zhou Sheng bled from his mouth and nose, and Zhang Huaiyi twisted his arms behind his back and pinned him down.

The lightning around Zhang Huaiyi slowly dissipated. He was breathing heavily, feeling a wave of exhaustion, but the feeling of narrowly escaping defeat filled him with an indescribable sense of exhilaration!

He had finally overcome his senior brother's methods and was one step closer to him.

"Have you given up yet?!"

Zhang Huaiyi neither admitted defeat nor asked whether he would admit it.

"I'll never submit to you! Even if you defeat me, I may admit defeat, but I will never submit to you!" Zhou Sheng glared with his slanted eyes and roared.

Although he was just as lazy as Wang Ye, his temper was much more fiery.

Moreover, he was a man who cared a lot about his reputation, and Zhang Huaiyi's actions undoubtedly made him lose face. If word got out...

But just then, his keen ears caught the excited chatter of the audience on the sidelines: "Look! Doesn't it look like Chapter Six of 'Journey to the West,' where the Little Sage uses his power to subdue the Great Sage?!"

Zhou Sheng was stunned, thinking to himself, "The Little Saint uses his power to subdue the Great Saint, who is the Little Saint... Big-Eared Thief? Then I must be... the Great Saint?!"

Zhou Sheng was very knowledgeable about Journey to the West and was also known as the Big Monkey, so naturally he would not dislike Sun Wukong in the story.

In other words, if word of this contest spread, it would perfectly align with the legend of the Lesser Sage subduing the Greater Sage?

As a passionate enthusiast of classical allusions, Zhou Sheng felt a surge of relief, and his previous resentment and anger vanished instantly.

What does winning or losing matter? What does losing face matter? What does being punished by the master matter? Compared to this, none of that matters.

What good does it do to slap Zhang Da's ears?! Is it even satisfying?!
Zhou Sheng laughed loudly, "I'm convinced! I'm convinced! I, the Daoist, am convinced!"

Zhang Huaiyi was taken aback. How could this guy change his expression so quickly? He had originally wanted to teach him a lesson.

Since he had given in, he let go.

But at this moment, Zhou Sheng wouldn't have it. He grabbed Zhang Huaiyi's wrist as he was about to pull it back and whispered urgently:

"Wait! Big Ears! You're just letting me loose like this... It's not right! It doesn't fit the essence of the story! Could you... use some golden light to conjure a rope and tie me up?! Tie me up tightly, like it's part of the ritual!"

Zhang Huaiyi: "…………"

He had never seen such an outrageous request in his life.

"What story is it?" he asked.

"Little Sage, use your power to subdue Great Sage!" Zhou Sheng excitedly urged, "Erlang Shen captured Sun Wukong, shouldn't he use the Immortal Binding Rope to tie him up and take him back?!"

"..." Zhang Huaiyi was stunned again. Although he thought that this big monkey's brain might have been damaged by lightning, since the other party insisted so strongly, he would reluctantly satisfy him.

With a thought, golden light burst forth from his palm, transforming into a golden rope that snaked and coiled around Zhou Sheng, instantly binding him tightly.

He then stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Zhou Sheng, who was bound like a rice dumpling, and the entire audience, saying loudly, "Thank you for your concession!"

Zhou Sheng, trapped like a rice dumpling, writhes excitedly on the ground like a maggot. (End of Chapter)