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

The scene on stage left everyone puzzled. Zhang Huaiyi had clearly won, so why did he still use the golden rope to bind Zhou Sheng? The outcome was already decided, so why go to such lengths? Many people felt that Zhang Huaiyi's actions were excessive.

Could it be that he suffered a loss in the competition earlier, and now that he has won, he is still not satisfied and wants to take the opportunity to vent his anger and get revenge?
Not only the audience thought so, but many Wudang disciples also glared angrily at Zhang Huaiyi, believing that he had gone too far by tying people up after winning. What else could this be but a deliberate act of humiliation?
"Beast!"

Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table and shouted sternly.

Last time at the Lu family compound, Zhang Zhiwei slapped the host and made him cry.

This time at Wudang, Zhang Huaiyi won the battle but ended up tying up the man.

What kind of things are these people doing?

When Zhang Huaiyi saw that his master was angry, he no longer cared about cooperating with Zhou Sheng's performance. He quickly put away the golden ropes binding Zhou Sheng and was about to explain.

But at this moment, the red-faced old Taoist patted Zhang Jingqing on the shoulder and said, "Celestial Master, please calm down. This is all because the big monkey is naughty and doesn't care about the young Taoist priest Guanyi. Don't take your anger out on him because of this."

As Zhou Sheng's master, how could he not know about Zhou Sheng's little quirks?
But he had seen what had happened earlier.

When Zhou Sheng was defeated, he looked unwilling, but after being tied up, he laughed like a chrysanthemum. He must have thought of some embarrassing story and was enjoying it!
The red-faced old Taoist priest didn't want Zhou Sheng's little quirk to be exposed and make him look bad in public.

Zhou Sheng may be shameless, but his master still has a sense of shame.

So, he stopped Zhang Huaiyi when he was about to explain.

Then he angrily rebuked Zhou Sheng: "You beast, get down here right now!"

Zhou Sheng shrank back from the shout, no longer caring about any historical allusions. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slunk down.

Although Zhang Huaiyi injured him, the injury was not serious.

He has mastered the seventy-two pulses and is naturally well aware of his own changes. He has already stopped the bleeding and only needs to rest for ten days to half a month to recover.

"Master, I have not failed you!" Zhang Huaiyi said as he stepped down from the stage and approached Zhang Jingqing.

"Excellent! Very good!" Zhang Jingqing nodded in satisfaction. He had Zhang Huaiyi go on stage so that he could make a name for himself and be exposed to the public eye.

With this battle so intense, it's estimated that Zhang Huaiyi's reputation will soon spread throughout the martial arts world.

It's fair to say that the fame he gained over the years of training in the mountains probably couldn't compare to the impact of this battle.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Zhiwei asked Zhang Huaiyi with a smile.

"Phew..." Zhang Huaiyi let out a long breath, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, and smiled, "This feels great!"

It feels so good to defeat my senior brother's methods. If I could defeat him, it would feel even better.

Zhang Zhiwei, unaware of the meaning behind Zhang Huaiyi's words, laughed and said, "Then you can spar with Zhou Sheng more often in the future."

“This is enough!” Zhang Huaiyi said. “It’s too difficult to compete with a sorcerer. It’s fortunate that there are space restrictions, otherwise, who could catch this guy?”

At this moment, Zhou Sheng walked to the red-faced old Taoist priest's side and whispered:
"Master, although I lost, I didn't disgrace Wudang, did I? Please forgive me for being injured for Wudang!"

Although he lost the fight and was injured, there was no sign of frustration in his eyes.

The red-faced old Taoist glared at him irritably: "I heard that the Celestial Master's Mansion now uses junior Celestial Masters to teach in place of their masters. Your skills are passable now, so from now on, you'll be in charge of teaching the Wudang disciples!"

"No, Master!" Zhou Sheng cried out. "They're all like stupid pigs and oxen. Teaching them is like casting pearls before swine. It's so torturous!"

The red-faced old Taoist priest: "..."

The disciples of Wudang: "…………"

Even if we junior disciples are a bit slow-witted, can't you at least give us some face in front of so many people?
"Get out of here!" the red-faced old Taoist priest shouted.

"Yes, sir!" Zhou Sheng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly went downstairs.

"You beat this kid up, why does he still look so happy?" Zhang Zhiwei asked Zhang Huaiyi.

Does he have some kind of fetish...?

Zhang Huaiyi said, "She seems to have some strange quirks!"

"Really?" Zhang Zhiwei quickly asked, "How strange?"

Zhang Huaiyi paused, organizing his thoughts, and said, "He seems particularly fascinated by certain allusions, and even... likes to force himself into them."

"The reason Zhou Sheng asked me to tie him up just now was because he wanted to fit the scene in 'Journey to the West' where the little saint uses his power to subdue the great saint."

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

He had considered many possibilities, but this was the one he never expected.

Who would have thought of that?!
Suddenly, he remembered the mysterious person who had repeatedly opposed Wang Ye in the story.

At first, he guessed it was Gu Qiting, but after he took control of the Seventy-Two Marquises, he realized it was Zhou Sheng, but he still couldn't figure out what Zhou Sheng's motive was.

Why can't you just tell Wang Ye what's wrong? Why does he sometimes turn into a scarred face, sometimes into a white-stockinged twin-tailed maid, and sometimes into a monster?
Now, he understood somewhat. Zhou Sheng was the kind of esoteric figure he often talked about, who liked to do things like putting his hands behind his back and tapping his head three times.

Judging from today's competition, his prank on Wang Ye probably didn't have any deeper meaning; it was just that the old guy was playful and wanted to pull off something like the legendary tale of "Three Battles with the White Bone Demon"...

Perhaps many things don't involve so much conspiracy and scheming... Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but chuckle. Perhaps this is why Zhou Sheng was able to learn Tian Tong Qi Men.

He has a pure heart and will not change his original intention because of external influences, which is why his behavior always seems unpredictable.

…………

…………

After Zhou Sheng left the stage, no younger contestants took the stage to compete for a long time.

First, the arena has been completely destroyed, leaving only a large, riddled pit like a honeycomb.

Secondly, everyone was still immersed in the battle between Zhang Huaiyi and Zhou Sheng.

Compared to previous matches, this battle was on a completely different level. Even many veteran masters might not be able to achieve such a stunning effect.

This doesn't seem like a battle between different beings; it's more like a fight between gods in a traditional Chinese opera or mythological story!
Some people have even begun to doubt whether those legendary myths and legends have ever actually happened in this world.

They started discussing it enthusiastically.

"Seventy-two transformations! The legend has come true! Such an amazing skill really exists. If only I could learn it!"

"Save your breath. Didn't you hear what the Wudang sect leader said earlier? Master Zhou Sheng passed this technique on to his fellow disciples without authorization, which resulted in several of them suffering qi deviation and almost dying?"

"Do you think this is true or false? Could it be that the Wudang sect leader made it up on purpose because he's worried someone might covet this unique skill?"

"Is this even a lie? Look at those haggard-looking Wudang Taoists in the back, their qi disordered. They must be those unlucky guys."

"What unlucky souls! To have the chance to come into contact with such divine techniques, even if they don't learn them, their lives would be worthwhile!" "Speaking of which, the three of them are considered the best of Wudang, geniuses among the younger generation, and they even had their senior brothers imparting their knowledge to them. How come they couldn't learn it? Just how difficult is this technique of the Little Celestial Master!?"

"It's normal that it's difficult! Such a powerful technique would be unreasonable if it could be learned so easily."

"Now that you mention it, I understand why the Little Celestial Master didn't even pass on his skills to the people of the Celestial Master's Mansion, but instead passed them on to an outsider like Zhou Sheng. It must be because this method is too difficult, and it's impossible to find a suitable successor. Since he finally found someone like Zhou Sheng who could learn it, he didn't care about any sectarian differences."

"So, does that mean we also have a chance? After all, the Little Celestial Master has already taught the people of Wudang. Although Wudang is close to the Celestial Master's Mansion, it's not as close as we are. We are all three sects of talismanic arts, and we are of the same lineage!"

"A young Taoist priest from the Shangqing sect of Maoshan said excitedly."

In fact, most of the discussions in public are among the younger generation, while the older generation, who are more thoughtful, are mostly making plans in their hearts.

There's no way around it, the allure of this ability is just too great!

Even knowing that it is extremely difficult, as an extraordinary person, who would be willing to not even give it a try?
The sorcerers in the crowd, in particular, were breathing much more heavily.

These changes were felt not only by the Celestial Master and the Left Sect Master, but even by Zhang Zhiwei, who rarely paid attention to external affairs.

To prevent anyone from causing trouble due to greed, he got up and walked to the center of the field.

Upon seeing Zhang Zhiwei, the previously noisy and chaotic scene instantly quieted down.

"You have all witnessed Zhou Sheng's methods just now," Zhang Zhiwei said loudly. "So, do my methods meet your expectations?"

"This is incredible! Little Celestial Master's skills are more than just pleasing to the eye; they're unparalleled in the world! I'd believe it if you called it divine magic!"

"Yes, yes, yes, this is just as good as the Monkey King's seventy-two transformations in 'Journey to the West'!"

……

A burst of enthusiastic applause immediately erupted from the audience.

At the head table, the red-faced old Taoist leaned closer to Zhang Jingqing and whispered, "Celestial Master, what's wrong with young Daoist Zhiwei...?"

Zhang Jingqing couldn't figure out Zhang Zhiwei's thoughts for a moment. As far as he knew, Zhang Zhiwei wasn't the type of person who liked to show off.

“Sect Leader Li, after your disciple demonstrated his skills, everyone’s gaze towards him has changed. If young friend Zhiwei doesn’t step in to handle the situation, I’m afraid there will be trouble!” Sect Leader Zuo said.

Zhang Jingqing nodded and said, "He must have his reasons for doing this. Let's just wait and see."

On the field, Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand and made a shushing gesture, and everyone immediately quieted down.

He cut to the chase, posing a startling question: "So, would you all like to learn this technique?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop. Everyone present was stunned. What did this mean? Was the young celestial master going to reveal this technique?

A moment later, an even more enthusiastic roar erupted, resounding throughout the entire Wudang Mountain:
"Want to learn!"

I want to go so much!

"Would never dream of it!"

……

Hong Yin, Xiao Lu, and the others also wanted to shout "I want to learn," but as soon as the words were on the tip of their tongues, a strange chill suddenly rose up from their spines, forcing them to swallow their words back.

"Want to learn?" Zhang Zhiwei smiled. "I can teach you!"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent once more, and everyone stared at Zhang Zhiwei in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhiwei would say such a thing. Could it be that he really wants to pass on his god-like skills?

Even though Zhang Jingqing knew that her apprentice wouldn't speak without reason, she still frowned at the head table.

Others may not know, but he does. Ninety-nine percent of people are not fortunate enough to be able to use this method. If it were to spread, let alone talk about bloodshed, just the fact that people would practice it would cause countless deaths and injuries.

After a brief silence, even louder cheers erupted. Many people were shouting that the Little Celestial Master was generous and wanted to become his disciples, wishing him eternal life...

Even many respected elders couldn't sit still; their faces were filled with shock and longing.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand again to signal for quiet.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Zhang Zhiwei continued, "I am not the kind of person who cherishes his own methods. The creator of a method often thinks first about how to pass it on, and I am no exception."

"The heritage of our land is like a lamp. The flame may go out at any time as it is passed down, but it can be rekindled when the opportunity arises. I was able to rekindle this lamp by chance."

"Therefore, I will pass it on. I have investigated this technique, and there is no one in the entire Celestial Master's Mansion who is suitable to cultivate it. It just so happens that Zhou Sheng is suitable, so I taught it to him!"

"Before this, I did not have a deep personal relationship with Zhou Sheng. If I could teach Zhou Sheng, I can naturally teach you as well."

"So if you really want to learn, you don't need to resort to any underhanded methods. Just come to me directly. As long as your qualifications meet the requirements, why not teach you?"

These words caused the entire audience to erupt in cheers once again! According to the young celestial master, everyone present would have the opportunity to learn this divine skill! How could this not fill them with ecstasy?!

But soon, someone calmed down and raised the crucial question: "May I ask, Little Celestial Master, how exactly is this 'aptitude' determined?"

"Good question!" Zhang Zhiwei laughed. "Does anyone know what this technique is called?"

"Tian Tong Qi Men!" everyone answered in unison.

“That’s right!” Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, “As we all know, Qimen Dunjia is a technique used by sorcerers, and my Qimen is the most top-level ultimate skill of sorcerers.”

"Therefore, to learn this art, one must first have a high level of skill or talent in the art of sorcery."

"If you're not even a warlock... or if you can't even master the most basic things like the four basic spells..."

Zhang Zhiwei paused, then his tone became serious: "Then there's no need to try it; it will only do more harm than good."

"Because the most basic aspect of this technique is the ability to accurately manipulate all four plates. If you can't even master the four plates, how can you expect to manipulate them?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing everyone's illusions.

To learn this technique, one must first be a warlock...

What is a sorcerer? One must be proficient in numerology.

But how can divination be something easy to learn?

Many of them struggled even with basic arithmetic in school.

Numerology is far more difficult than ordinary arithmetic; it's practically an enigma. (End of Chapter)