Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

When Kentaro Ono heard his son's question, his face darkened, and he spoke.

“We all thought he was just physically strong and knew how to use Gu. But we overlooked one thing: he also had Taoist methods.”

He continued, still somewhat incredulous.

"And there's more than one."

Escape Light, Golden Light Spell, and Reverse Life Triple Technique are all techniques belonging to the Taoist school.

The Taoist school emphasizes cultivating one's nature and life force, and these methods are all aimed at increasing one's own cultivation of nature and life force.

In particular, the Golden Light Mantra, although it is a basic skill of Longhu Mountain, is the most reliable.

In Zhang Zhiwei's words, no matter what method is used, it is all for the purpose of entering that state more perfectly and improving one's life cultivation, rather than pursuing dazzling golden light.

After Zhang Yan sensed the Qi, he was in a perfect state almost all the time. Coupled with his extraordinary comprehension, his soul was naturally extremely stable.

Ono Ichiro was somewhat shocked by his father's answer.

Zhang Yan knows more than one Taoist technique, but no matter how many he knows, his soul shouldn't be so stable.

It should be noted that Ichiro Ono was a naturally gifted individual who awakened this soul attack technique at a young age.

After so many years of refinement, he shouldn't be able to shake Zhang Yan's soul in the slightest.

According to the information, Zhang Yan's Qi sensing ability has not lasted for very long. Could it be that he has been hiding his true abilities all along?

Shota shook his head after hearing this. He didn't need those messy spells; having the Mitama in his hand was enough.

He stepped forward, dragging his spear, and said to Zhang Yan.

"My name is Shota, the younger brother of Chuanliu, Zhang Yan. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhang Yan looked at the young man with the long spear with some confusion.

"Shota, Kawami, who would remember the beast's name? Anyone from the Ono family must die today."

Clearly, he had already forgotten the martial arts master who was killed by Zhang Yan at the beginning, and mistook this Shota for a member of the Ono family.

Shota instantly flew into a rage. His enemy, whom he had been longing to kill, didn't take him seriously at all.

He even spoke their names like pigs and dogs. Is there anything more infuriating than that?

"Go to hell! Before you die, I'll tell you my name one last time!"

As he spoke, he dragged his spear forward and rushed towards Zhang Yan. The spear slashed across the broken stone slabs, sending up tiny sparks.

In an instant, he rushed to within a few meters, his hands gripping tightly as he swept horizontally.

The shaman outside the protective barrier was extremely anxious when he saw the Japanese man with a gun make his move.

They had just witnessed the skill of this Japanese man and the power of that spear; it was incredibly fierce, and the kid inside definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Grandpa Liao, hurry up! Only you can break this tortoise shell.

Zhang Yan noticed that the spear blade was much longer than usual, and the person in front of him hadn't used any Qi to envelop it.

He realized there was something strange about the gun and that he couldn't take it head-on, so he immediately retreated to avoid it.

sigh~

A cold glint flashed across Zhang Yan's chest, and the chill emanating from the spear blade made his hair stand on end.

Only after the shot had passed did Zhang Yan belatedly realize that a tear had appeared in the front of his shirt.

Zhang Yan looked down at the torn shirt and his expression turned serious.

The shamanic disciples outside the protective barrier all had the same thought when they saw this: What a sharp spear!

The spear's edge struck again, and Zhang Yan rolled to dodge it, picking up a special Japanese sword and parrying back.

With a clang, the blade and the gun collided, and a nick instantly appeared on the blade.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

After Shota's attack, Zhang Yan's Japanese sword was covered with dense marks.

"Haha, how can these scraps of metal compare to the sharpness of the Imperial Pestle?"

With a powerful strike, Shota shattered the Japanese sword in Zhang Yan's hand. He stood holding his gun and laughed loudly.

The weapon this Japanese man wields is too monstrous; even ordinary swords and knives, when imbued with Qi, cannot withstand more than a few blows.

The shaman's heart sank to the bottom.

Zhang Yan tossed aside the hilt of his sword and spoke to Kentaro Ono, who was sitting on the stone steps.

"Hey you old geezer, did you hear that? What kind of junk are you forging?"

Upon hearing this, Kentaro Ono was so enraged by the boy's insult to his weapon-forging skills that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

Those outside the light barrier felt even heavier upon hearing this. That broken Japanese sword was actually a weapon crafted from scratch; how could they possibly fight it?

Upon hearing this, Shota's face darkened, and he stepped forward again, gun in hand.

"Your weapons are all broken, yet you still try to win with your words. I'll poke your mouth out of your mouth."

Without his weapon, Zhang Yan had no choice but to keep dodging and fighting around the small courtyard.

After creating some distance, he concentrated his Qi in his palm and pushed it forward fiercely, a white palm aimed directly at Shota.

Seeing this, Kentaro Ono remembered the ronin who had been killed by Zhang Yan with his splitting palm technique, and his heart skipped a beat. He then spoke up.

"careful!"

Shota parried with his spear, and a red light flashed from the spear shaft, reaching all the way to the tip.

boom!

Shota staggered back several steps, but finally regained his balance and blocked the attack.

After Zhang Yan struck out with his palm, he didn't stop. He pulled his hands towards his chest, drawing back the Qi lines he had just released.

Crash.

The potted trees that had survived the hail of bullets were all shattered when Zhang Yan pulled them.

However, a bright red light emanated from the spear in Shota's hand, instantly enveloping him. When the Qi lines tried to cut into this red light, they couldn't penetrate it at all.

He sensed the Qi lines around him, held the gun in both hands, twisted his waist, and swept out a semi-circle, causing the Qi lines to break.

Just then, Ono Ichiro, who had disappeared from the doorway, reappeared in front of Zhang Yan the instant Zhang Yan pulled the Qi thread.

distortion!

Zhang Yan paused for a moment, then his hair turned snow-white, and he struck out with a palm, sending Ono Ichiro flying.

sigh~

In that brief moment, the spearhead pierced through Zhang Yan's defenses and plunged into his abdomen.

Dengdengdeng.

Zhang Yan stumbled back several steps until he crashed into the protective shield.

See blood!

Seeing this, the people outside the light barrier could no longer bear it and once again used various methods to attack the light barrier.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of striking the light screen rang out, like the beating of drums.

At this moment, Uncle Xu, who was slumped in his chair, seemed to hear the drumbeat. He slowly turned his head and glanced at the person outside the light barrier.

He looked at Zhang Yan again, and seemed to vaguely see Xu Peng in his eyes, and then he spoke.

"Child, use this."

As he spoke, he took out the flying sword from his pocket and handed it over without hesitation this time.

Shota saw the flying sword, raised his eyebrows, and spoke.

"You also know the art of controlling objects?"

Zhang Yan walked up to Uncle Xu, solemnly took the flying sword, and spoke to Xiangtai.

"No, but I can learn."

"Learn? Hahahaha, what did you say? Learn now? Hahahaha."

Shota, leaning on the spear, laughed so hard he bent over.