I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Jizhou smiled and said, "The power is enough, but it's too straightforward."

With his left hand, fingers held together like a sword, he gently tapped Zhao Hu's wrist as Zhao Hu's old strength dissipated and new strength had not yet arisen: "When exerting force, the shoulder, elbow, and wrist must be connected joint by joint, and the force should originate from the ground, not just from the arm."

Zhao Hu felt a numbness in his wrist, his fist faltered, and he was horrified. He quickly retreated.

"Hehe... Brother Jizhou is impressive, thank you for your guidance, but from now on I won't hold back, so you'd better watch out!"

Unconvinced, he steadied himself and unleashed a barrage of punches, striking Jizhou with lightning speed and fury, attempting to overcome his slowness and sheer numbers.

"Fierce Flame Strike!"

Jizhou's figure flickered instantly, weaving through the dense shadows of fists, like a leaf falling in a storm, dodging attacks at the last second.

He no longer just dodged; occasionally, he would extend his index or middle finger and precisely strike the joints where Zhao Hu's punches were not connected smoothly, or the points where the flow of spiritual energy was obstructed.

"Bang! Bang!"

Each light tap caused Zhao Hu's fist to falter slightly, and the condensed flames dissipated a little!

"The key to circulating spiritual energy lies in its smoothness, not in reckless rushing. When the intention, the energy, and the power arrive, then the energy will follow." Ji Zhou dodged the pointers while making gestures with his hands.

Gentle breezes, like invisible ribbons, wrapped around Zhao Hu's arms and waist, not to restrain him, but to guide his movements, causing him to subconsciously adjust the angle of his exertion and the output of his spiritual energy!

Zhao Hu initially felt extremely awkward, as if he were a puppet on a string.

But with Ji Zhou's guidance, he was surprised to find that when he stopped acting recklessly and tried to control the flow of spiritual energy in his meridians more precisely, and to unleash it along a smoother route, the color of the flames on his fist seemed to be deeper, and the spiritual energy consumed was reduced!

Even the onlookers were shocked.

Wasn't Ji Zhou incredibly arrogant when he faced Su Hao just now?

Why are you now instructing Zhao Hu?

Is this... real...?

Everyone felt as if they were seeing things.

Only Su Hongzhen clenched his fists in displeasure, glaring fiercely at Sect Leader Ye, who was watching the entire scene with a smile.

"What is that old bastard up to now?!"

However, the two people on stage were completely unaffected by the crowd below.

Jizhou continues its actions.

"Compress! Imagine your flames aren't a pile of loose sand, but a piece of refined iron that needs to be forged a thousand times!" He seized the opportunity, gave a low shout, and at the same time, his right hand curled into a claw and grabbed at the air!

A powerful gust of wind pressure instantly acted on the flames that Zhao Hu had unleashed, as if an invisible hand was forcibly squeezing the overflowing, scattered flames inward!

Zhao Hu grunted, feeling as if the flames on his fist were about to explode, but he gritted his teeth and desperately followed Ji Zhou's instructions, trying to control the raging fire spirit power to shrink and condense inward!

It was extremely difficult at first; the flames flickered on his fist, as if they were about to get out of control at any moment.

But with the help of the continuous and stable wind pressure in Jizhou, he gradually found his footing.

The originally menacing flames began to slowly subside, their color changing from crimson to dark red. Finally, on his fists, two dark red fireballs, each only the size of a fist, formed, solid and flowing like lava.

The temperature dropped instead of rising, but the energy contained within made the spectators below the stage twitch!

"I understand!!" Zhao Hu suddenly understood. Feeling the unprecedented, condensed power in his fists, which felt as if they were his own arms, he roared excitedly and charged towards Jizhou again!

This time, his speed increased by 30%. When he threw out his fists, they were no longer a sky full of fist shadows, but two condensed dark red fire lines, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, cunning and ruthless!

"Well done!" A hint of approval flashed in Ji Zhou's eyes. He no longer relied solely on his movement technique. He drew circles in front of him with both hands, and a rapidly spinning cyan wind shield instantly took shape!

"Boom! Boom!"

Two condensed dark red fire lines slammed into the wind shield, producing a dull, drum-like roar!

The wind shield trembled violently, and its edges were even distorted by the extreme heat, but it still managed to block the wind steadily!

The enormous recoil caused Zhao Hu to stagger back several steps, but his face was filled with ecstatic joy!

He did it! He really compressed the flame to that extent!

Moreover, he could feel that some kind of shackle within his body had been broken, and his spiritual power surged like a river bursting its banks, his aura rising steadily!

"Roar--!"

Zhao Hu roared to the sky, his aura exploding outwards, and he was about to break through to the Core Formation stage! The dark red fireball that had just condensed seemed to be nourished as well, its size slightly expanding and its color becoming even deeper.

He looked at Jizhou with excitement, his eyes filled with gratitude, and was about to test his current strength again.

Ji Zhou smiled slightly, and before he could unleash his new power, he moved closer like a ghost, gently placing his palm on Zhao Hu's fist, which was brimming with dark red fireballs.

A gentle yet irresistible breeze penetrated his body, not as an attack, but as a lubricant, helping him to slowly calm and guide the somewhat restless new energy back to its origin.

"Congratulations on your breakthrough, Brother Zhao." Ji Zhou used the momentum to drift backward, landing gracefully. He smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. "Your foundation is now solid. You still need to calmly comprehend and understand. Do not be greedy for quick results."

Zhao Hu felt the stable and powerful new energy within his body, and then looked at Ji Zhou's calm and collected appearance. How could he not understand that the other party had been feeding him moves and helping him break through?

He extinguished the flames, solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Jizhou, his voice filled with unprecedented sincerity:

"Brother Jizhou! I can't thank you enough! If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know!"

There was initial silence from the audience, followed by a burst of enthusiastic discussion and exclamations of surprise.

This competition thrilled them!

Jizhou not only possesses overwhelming strength, but also has such magnanimity and vision that he can even help others break through during a fight!

This ability is enough to make many older generation cultivators feel ashamed!

Sect Leader Ye stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his face glowing red.

Ye Chuhan, watching from below the stage, saw Ji Zhou not only easily guide Zhao Hu in one match, but also help him break through in the midst of a battle, and finally show the demeanor of a senior, effortlessly helping Zhao Hu stabilize his realm...

The excitement and pride in his heart erupted like a volcano!

“Ouch——!!!”

A strange scream pierced the sky, startling several cultivators who were still in shock nearby.

Ye Chuhan leaped onto the chair with a monkey-like leap, waving his arms and legs, his face flushed with excitement. Pointing at Ji Zhou on the stage, he shouted at the top of his lungs to everyone around him:

"See that?! See that?! That's my brother! My own brother!!"

He was so excited he was incoherent, as if he wanted to grab everyone by the collar and announce, "Jizhou! Aren't you awesome?! I'm asking you, aren't you awesome?!"