One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

After the award ceremony.

Almost all the strange people from various sects had gone down the mountain, and the entire Tianshi Mansion suddenly became much quieter.

At present, there are many undeveloped peaks in the back of Longhu Mountain.

On the top of the peak, the empty training ground was organized in an orderly manner, with a row of four-cornered pavilions built on each side.

The pavilion has a hexagonal roof with flying eaves and curved ridges, and some dragons and phoenixes are carved on the ridge. The golden glazed tiles sparkle in the sun.

In these exquisite pavilions, Lu Jin and Tian Jinzhong were sitting on the armchairs next to the four-cornered stone tables.

On a platform at the rear of the pavilion, Zhang Lingyu, along with several fellow disciples from Mount Longhu, were stealthily looking towards the field.

At this moment, Xiao Muyang stood on the field, bowed respectfully to the figure in front of him, and said, "Old Heavenly Master."

Zhang Zhiwei turned around and looked calmly at the young man in front of him, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

"Come on, Muyang boy, let me see the strength of your younger generation."

Xiao Muyang looked serious and nodded. A Qi energy that had never erupted before flowed from his body, and streams of Qi pressure spread in all directions.

"Old Lu, your Qi capacity is not much different from yours, right? You are really an astonishing boy. Have you been cultivating Qi since your mother's womb?"

Tian Jinzhong looked at Lu Jin, whose jaw dropped to the ground, and said in surprise.

"You... didn't you use your full strength when you fought me?"

Zhang Lingyu looked at the trees, flowers and plants around Xiao Muyang that were swaying left and right due to the Qi pressure, with a look of horror on his face.

"It's not unfair for Junior Brother to lose."

The fellow disciples surrounding Zhang Lingyu also looked surprised.

"Armed and domineering!"

A deafening roar was heard in the field. Xiao Muyang's hands were covered with a layer of black substance. He stomped his feet on the spot, and the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked. The explosive impact force directly formed a pit with a radius of five meters. The deep blue Qi turned into a blue afterimage and went towards Zhang Zhiwei.

A sound was heard and a fist fell.

Zhang Zhiwei did not dodge or evade. His eyes moved slightly as he looked at the black fist that was about to fall on his head. The golden light suddenly lit up and wind and smoke rolled.

"boom!

Looking at the golden light without any cracks, Xiao Muyang frowned slightly and dodged to create some distance.

Even the Armament Haki couldn't break through the old master's Golden Light Curse?

"You look quite good. Your black fist has put a lot of pressure on me. If it were a little bit worse, I might not be able to bear it."

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, the golden light around him extended into long golden whips, which shot towards Xiao Muyang.

The sound of breaking air was heard instantly.

Looking at the golden whip that was so close to him, he covered his hands with armed colors and crossed them upwards. The terrifying impact force knocked Xiao Muyang back dozens of meters, leaving a deep scratch.

Xiao Muyang looked at the bloody marks on the black arm. Before he could react, a golden whip came and tied him up in an instant.

"Mu Yang boy! Do you have any other abilities?"

Zhang Zhiwei put his hands behind his back and shouted at the figure that was controlled in mid-air by the golden light.

"Armament Haki, Liuying."

A pink energy was reflected from the black fist and hit the golden whip. In an instant, the golden whip disappeared in the air and Xiao Muyang turned over and landed on the ground.

"Oh?"

"Is this destroying my golden light spell from within?"

"That's a good idea, Mu Yang boy."

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Muyang with slight surprise.

"Old Tian, ​​did you see that? The old Heavenly Master's Golden Light Mantra was broken!"

Lu Jin's face was full of disbelief as he watched everything that was happening before his eyes.

"This is the first time I've seen my senior brother's golden light being broken. It's unbelievable."

Although he didn't believe in his heart that his senior brother, who had been invincible for half a century, would be defeated, he still couldn't help but feel a little worried after all, at this age.

Tian Jinzhong looked serious, as if he was recalling something...

"The master's golden spell has been broken..."

On the platform, fellow apprentice Zhang Lingyu's eyes were wide open as if they were about to fall to the ground. They wiped their eyes again and again, looking at the scene in the distance with an expression of disbelief.

.............

"I've let you fight for so long, you should be experienced now."

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot in an instant with his hand wrapped in golden light, at a speed that was unbelievable.

The observation Haki was madly warning of the dangerous aura. Although Xiao Muyang had already sensed the trajectory of the attack, before his body could react, a slap revealing dangerous aura hit him heavily on the head.

"Shh!"

I saw an afterimage blown away by the golden light and flung towards the distance.

Looking at the young man who got up again, the old Taoist priest said happily.

"It seems that your ability of premonition is not that good, kid."

Shaking his confused head, Xiao Muyang grinned.

"Hahahaha, this is really enjoyable, old master, this is the first time in my life that I have felt so excited."

“Now I feel like every cell in my body is beating.”

"Haha, my blood is boiling, old master, please continue to fight with me!"

Listening to Xiao Muyang's speech, the old Taoist shook his head and said with a big laugh: "You've made me a little excited."

"In my life, I, Zhang Zhiwei, have always stood above everyone else, looking down on everything. No one has ever been able to make me use my full strength." "Little devil! Are you ready!"

"Since the day I went to Mount Longhu, I have been waiting for this moment every moment."

"This is fighting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, deep blue energy burst out from his body, and the dual-color domineering aura was fully activated. He took a big step and rushed towards the old Taoist priest. His black right leg swept across and kicked the old Taoist priest in the face. This blow was like a hammer rushing out, hitting him hard.

Looking at the thigh with black afterimage, the old Taoist priest's fists glowed with golden light, and he smashed them forward suddenly. When his fists and feet collided, a wave of Qi burst out instantly.

Looking at the blocked thigh, Xiao Muyang rolled over and slammed down with his heel again.

Zhang Zhiwei stepped back lightly to avoid the attack, then changed his fist into a knife shape and chopped it diagonally with his hand knife carrying a golden glow.

This time, under the crazy perception of the observation Haki, Xiao Muyang's eyes flashed red. He dodged sideways and punched out again.

The two sides fought back and forth, punching and kicking each other, and the close combat was at its best at this moment.

Blue and golden Qi filled half the sky, and waves of Qi pressure erupted from the two of them.

Watching the fight between the old and the young, a man in the pavilion stood up excitedly and pushed Tian Jinzhong, who had transferred from the armchair to the wheelchair, slowly towards a position closer to the battle scene, because there, he could better feel the visual enjoyment.

The old master's disciples on the platform were already incoherent. Until now, they could not accept that a young person could actually fight with their own master until now.