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

At this time, Xiao Muyang's battle with the old master was still going on.

After another exchange of blows, both sides retreated, forming a standoff.

"Muyang boy, it's time for something exciting. Help me loosen up my muscles."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his white beard, smiled heartily, and shouted to Xiao Muyang.

This is the most frequent flow of Qi in the past few decades. This may be the first time I witness the emergence of a new top generation of the younger generation with my own hands.

Zhang Zhiwei felt that the warlike gene seemed to be beating all over his body, and he was so eager for a fair fight.

From becoming famous at a young age, to being invincible in the world, and then taking over the position of Heavenly Master and inheriting the Heavenly Master's teachings, that lonely and empty invincible soul has never been excited.

I am invincible under the state of metamorphosis, and one for one above the state of metamorphosis. This is me, the "Tiantong Man" Zhang Zhiwei.

Xiao Muyang said cheerfully to the old Taoist priest opposite him: "Old Taoist priest, your life must be very boring, right?"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Tian Jinzhong and Lu Jin not far away, as well as several disciples further away, and smiled heartily with his hands behind his back.

"It's not boring at all. At least during these sixty years, I have always had some people by my side to accompany me."

"If I have to say it's boring, then I can only say that the most boring thing in my life is that I have never met an opponent who can cheer me up."

"The old Taoist Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang, the invincible Zhi, the Wei who does whatever he wants!"

"Muyang boy, can you satisfy me?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have taken off the mask he had worn for most of his life and suddenly became a little bit ruffian.

"Haha, old master, I hope I can satisfy you this once!"

As soon as Xiao Muyang finished speaking, all the Qi in his body began to work frantically in an instant. Lightning and thunder flashed in the sky instantly. The roaring sound rolled in, making people hold their breath and their heartbeats quicken.

The unsuppressed Qi liquid burst out with bursts of deep blue light Qi, expanding outward in circles, and blue lightning flashed frequently all over the body.

Lightning was running around his body, and several ravaged blackened holes were emitting flashes of lightning.

Xiao Muyang took a starting stance, and the armed color domineering color instantly covered his arms. Under the stimulation of thunder and lightning, his physical fitness was greatly improved.

A deafening roar sounded in the empty field.

"Thunderstorm, Bone Fist!"

Looking at the black arm wrapped in lightning, the old Taoist priest was not in a hurry. He compressed the golden light in his hand again and condensed it into more delicate golden light, forming two arms more than ten feet long. He clasped his hands together and smashed them hard in the direction where Xiao Muyang was rushing towards.

"boom!"

The aftermath of the attack instantly exploded in all directions, and countless surrounding trees were cut in half.

Xiao Muyang bent his body, and his hands, which were shining with lightning, were tightly supporting the huge golden hand, while his feet were pressed into the mud.

As the old Taoist priest continued to input his Qi power, the huge golden hand slowly pressed downwards.

Xiao Muyang was under pressure, sweat broke out on his forehead. He propped himself up with his feet and shouted loudly.

"what!"

More lightning emerged from Xiao Muyang's body. He slowly stood up and exerted force. Deep blue lightning penetrated from his golden hand. He leaped forward and blasted a deep blue lightning in the direction of the old Taoist priest.

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his right hand, with his palm facing the blue lightning coming from above, and spoke softly.

"Thunderbird."

I saw a small bird formed by white electric light looming, and it bounced out directly from the blue lightning and hit Xiao Muyang.

A figure fell from the sky.

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

Zhang Lingyu on the platform had a look of surprise on his face. After watching his master shoot down Xiao Muyang, he asked the brothers around him in a happy tone, "Did the master win?"

"Master has used the Five Thunders Method, so he will definitely win. Is there any need to ask?"

Rong Shan said with a look on his face, "Don't you believe in your master?"

"But this kid was able to fight with the master for so long, I don't think he would lose just like that."

Zhao Huanjin narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the falling figure on the field and spoke quietly.

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

"Brother, you are using thunder magic. The last time you used thunder magic was probably several decades ago."

"Old Lu, the rest of you Ten Lords seem to be just in name only now, hahahahaha"

Tian Jinzhong sighed as he looked at Lu Jin who had his fists clenched.

"Haha....I'm better than you, that guy is just like the old master when he was young, both are monsters."

Lu Jin reluctantly loosened his clenched hands, and suddenly seemed to have come to his senses, appearing not to care so much anymore.

"You old fellow, you are really amazing when you compare yourself to a paraplegic like me."

Tian Jinzhong cursed with a smile.

“Hahaha, this can’t be blamed on me. This kid was really scared. Let alone the younger generation, I can’t think of anyone in our generation who can suppress him except the current Tiantong Daoist.”

"Okay, Lao Lu, stop sighing, that kid has stood up again."

After saying that, they both looked towards the field at the same time.

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

The scene returns to the field.

"Old Heavenly Master, your thunder technique can even transform into a human form, how amazing!"

After standing up again, Xiao Muyang patted the stains on his body, looked at the Thunderbird that shot him down, and said with emotion.

As expected of Zhang Zhiwei, the Taoist of Tiantong, this guy must be a true immortal cultivator...

"Haha, boy Mu Yang, the next stage of your Lightning Thunder Fist should also be moving towards the qualitative direction."

Hearing this, Mu Yang nodded and had to admit that he was far inferior to the old master in terms of thunder attack.

"Old Heavenly Master, my thunder magic is no match for you."

Xiao Muyang shouted calmly to the old Taoist priest.

"What? You want to admit defeat? Weren't you very arrogant and wanted to fight just now?"

Zhang Zhiwei said with a slightly pleased expression on his face.

Looking at those words with a hint of sarcasm, Xiao Muyang's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Old Heavenly Master, I just said that my thunder magic is not as good as yours."

"Oh? You can still hide your weakness in a fight with an old Taoist priest? Is it because the old Taoist priest is too old, or is it because his thunder is not effective?"

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he laughed towards the sky. Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky, and lightning flashed across the sky, like a crack in the sky, instantly tearing the clouds apart.

Immediately afterwards, deafening thunder roared like the roar of a giant beast, stirring in the air and shaking the entire Longhu Mountain.

"Mu Yang, boy! If you don't use all your strength, I will chop you to pieces!"

Along with Zhang Zhiwei's shouts, the wind roared in the air, and thick white lightning danced like silver dragons, constantly running around in the dark clouds that formed in an instant.

Xiao Muyang was a little dumbfounded when he looked at the white silver dragon in the dark clouds in the sky, which seemed to be moving with the old Taoist priest.