Simultaneous travel: Not eating beef

"That kid is as slippery as an eel, very cunning."

Lu Jin chuckled and said, "My Tongtian Talisman is a magical tool for catching mudfish; it can't slip away."

Upon hearing this, the old Celestial Master nodded and laughed, "That's true, hahaha..."

"Hahahaha..." Bai Yu also opened his mouth and laughed.

Lu Jin's expression changed. "What are you laughing at, kid?"

With ease, Bai Yu said, "Hey, I just wanted to share in your joy since you three are so happy."

"Alright." Lu Jin said seriously, "Stop with your little tricks. You can have the Heavenly Talisman, but you have to convince this old man first."

"This Heavenly Scroll is meant as a reward. You think you can just take it away with a few words? It's not that easy. Do you think my Heavenly Scroll is worthless?"

Having said that, Bai Yu understood what he meant, so he cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll have to offend you. How about I have a match with you, Grandpa Lu, tonight, and show you my strength to take first place?"

"Oh." Lu Jin glared and puffed out his beard, "You want to have a go at me? This old man has eaten more salt than you have rice. Do you think you've really mastered cultivation?"

Ha, so what if you eat more than me?

Didn't he still get beaten to tears by the Old Master?

If Bai Yu hadn't come, Lu Jin's dark history would have been compounded with another one after some time.

It's bad enough to be beaten to tears when you're young, but to be knocked out in one move when you're old is even worse.

This is even worse than Madara's situation. At least Madara could fight Hashirama to a standstill, and later, with his Rinnegan, he even defeated Hashirama.

Lu Jin was simply unwilling to give away the Tongtian Talisman easily, but if Bai Yu truly had the ability, then so be it.

Perfect timing! The other day, the little guys couldn't figure out all of his secrets, so this time he can try on his own.

A new round of competition began, and everyone's eyes were on the matches below.

The referee announced, "Zhuge Qing versus Wang Ye, both contestants, please leave the stage!"

Here it comes, Zhuge Qing is about to get beaten.

The king's ability to manipulate the four boards at will is a nightmare for sorcerers.

Let alone Zhuge Qing, even if Wang Ye were given two more years, Zhuge Qing's father's generation wouldn't be enough.

After the match, neither of them used all their skills at first. Wang also wanted to see if he could make Zhuge Qing cry with Tai Chi.

Unfortunately, although his Tai Chi was not bad, it was far inferior to Bai Yu's, and it was not enough to defeat Zhuge Qing with that.

After a friendly exchange, Wang Ye finally uttered those words.

"Zhuge Qing, have you ever been defeated?"

"Or rather, can you accept your own failure...?"

Zhuge Qing had a much better mindset than Jia Zhengliang. Although he was also resentful, he was able to control his emotions.

"The character 'Kun'! Three rooms... Bah, it's an earthen river cart!"

Wang Ye almost let it slip.

When they were at Wudang Mountain, Bai Yu often misled him, insisting that he call this move "Three Rooms and Two Halls".

Over time, they really got led astray.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

From the stands came Bai Yu's laughter, which made his body tremble. Wang Ye glanced at it, his face instantly darkened, and he beat up Zhuge Qing even more vigorously.

Zhuge Qing: ? ? ?

From the stands, the old master commented, "Battles between sorcerers are always so mysterious."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing crossed their fingers and extended one finger, from which a drop of blood slid down.

A striking crimson mark was visible on Zhuge Qing's chest.

“This…” Lu Jin clasped his hands together, one hand stroking his chin as he pondered the details of their battle.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Something's not right. There's something wrong with Wang Ye. How come the martial arts of the Wuhou Qimen School are so effectively countered by him? Although I'm not a sorcerer, I can still see some of it."

What's going on with him?

This question was directed at the Celestial Master.

The old celestial master glanced at Bai Yu and said, "Chang Sheng, aren't you going to explain this to us old men? Is this the method you use to confidently say that even Xiao Wang can handle Zhuge Qing?"

He knew it, but he wanted Bai Yu to say it.

Bai Yu said, "Feng Hou Qi Men is one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. This is Wang Ye's method."

The old Celestial Master nodded and said, "Feng Hou Qi Men, Tong Tian Lu, Ju Ling Qian Jiang, Qi Ti Yuan Liu."

You little rascal, Xiao Wang is definitely willing to give you the Feng Hou Qi Men, and you've got the Tong Tian Lu here, yet you're still eyeing the Ju Ling Qian Jiang and Qi Ti Yuan Liu.

What do you want to do?

Collect all eight extraordinary skills?

Facing the scrutinizing gazes of the three old men, Bai Yu said frankly, "If possible, I would really like to try and collect them all."

"Hmm~." The old master narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "You have fallen into a demonic state. You are already powerful enough, so why are you still obsessed with these strange skills?"

The Eight Extraordinary Skills, while sounding like eight powerful techniques, are actually eight major troubles.

Any one of these things would be enough to attract the attention of the supernatural world. If others knew that you had collected several of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the entire supernatural world would probably want to capture you.

Did your elders at Wudang Mountain agree to this? Can you bear the consequences?

Before Bai Yu could answer, the old master shook his head and sighed, "Stop. Once you get the Tongtian Talisman, participate in tomorrow's competition and then leave. Go back to Wudang Mountain and train for twenty or thirty years before you come out and make your mark. That will be the time for you to rule the world."

The old folks aren't dead yet. You can come out and make your move after we're all dead.

It's too late, it's far too late.

Despite his inner protests, Bai Yu outwardly listened obediently.

The old celestial master looked down at Zhuge Qing, who was bursting with power, and sighed, "The lessons of the past should guide the future."

In this world, what is truly powerful is always people, not techniques.

The so-called Eight Extraordinary Skills are indeed extraordinary, but they also have their limits. In my opinion, they are nothing special.

Bai Yu's cheek twitched slightly, thinking to himself: 'But isn't there a limit? You've already reached the limit of this world.'

The Celestial Master and Zhang Sanfeng are the same kind of people, whose extraordinary talents are limited by the world.

Ultimately, the world failed to make them successful; instead, it hindered them from breaking free.

If a world is truly powerful, it will naturally find a way to break free from that world's constraints.

But this already weak world has no chance of breaking free from its constraints.

Of course, this is only from Bai Yu's current perspective. Perhaps it is possible, but how abnormal would it take to achieve that?

Is it because Zhang Sanfeng can't fight anymore, or because he thinks Zhang Zhiwei is old, weak, sick, and disabled?

Just as I was thinking of Zhang Sanfeng, the Old Celestial Master brought up this legend.

He said, “Your sect’s founder, Zhang Sanfeng, was invincible in the world in the past with just one set of Tai Chi Chuan and one set of Tai Chi Sword. Even the Celestial Master of my sect had to respectfully call him ‘True Man’ and was willing to bow down and serve as a servant to the people.”

This... is something that the Eight Extraordinary Techniques alone can provide.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

You have talent no less than that of Master Zhang, and at such a young age you have already reached the highest level of Tai Chi.

What will the landscape be like in fifty years?

Listen to my advice, stop being obsessed with the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. Your greatest strength lies within yourself.

Bai Yu: Heh, I won't listen!

P.S.: At this moment, only one picture can express my feelings.