One person: Became a disciple of Shaolin Temple and instantly learned 72 Shaolin skills.

"Please give me your guidance." Zhang Lingyu cupped his hands in greeting to Wang Qing.

The two stood opposite each other.

At this moment, Zhang Lingyu still didn't take Wang Qing seriously. Zhang Lingyu's thinking was simple: since his master asked him to take action, then he would.

Moreover, he didn't think he would lose to Wang Qing.

He grew up by the side of the old Celestial Master from a young age, and his cultivation time was incomparable to that of someone like Wang Qing who became a monk halfway through his life.

Apart from his much older senior brothers, Zhang Lingyu believed that there was no one among the younger generation who could surpass him.

This is also a source of pride for him as the last disciple of the Celestial Master.

"Huh? You guys want to spar here?"

Liu Yanyan only realized what was happening after seeing the two people who were almost ready to fight.

She never expected that Wang Qing would skip watching Zhang Chulan's match so early in the morning and instead come here to spar with Zhang Lingyu.

Just as Liu Yanyan was still pondering, the old celestial master's voice came from beside her.

"Little girl, come stand over here."

Liu Yanyan subconsciously turned her head and saw that the old master and Lu Jin had already hidden on the steps behind.

The old celestial master was still waving at him.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yanyan immediately ran to stand beside the Old Master and Lu Jin.

With these two big shots by her side, she immediately felt much more at ease.

"please."

Zhang Lingyu calmly addressed Wang Qing, wanting to resolve this tedious competition as quickly as possible.

As he spoke, a golden light appeared on Zhang Lingyu's body, enveloping him completely and making him look like a giant piece of amber.

"Since that's the case, then I won't stand on ceremony." Wang Qing grinned at Zhang Lingyu.

He immediately activated the Golden Bell Shield, covering his two arms.

He lifted his foot and stomped forward, leaving a deep footprint in the ground in an instant.

Wang Qing's figure shot towards Zhang Lingyu like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, he was almost in front of Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu was also taken aback by Wang Qing's speed.

He immediately raised his hand, and the golden light on his hand transformed into the shape of a palm, slapping it towards Wang Qing.

Seeing this, Wang Qing didn't dodge, but instead raised his hand and punched Zhang Lingyu's golden palm.

"clang!"

Zhang Lingyu felt a tingling sensation in his arm as a powerful force was transmitted through the golden light to his arm. The hand formed by the golden light was also twisted to the side by Wang Qing's punch.

"What a heavy punch!" Zhang Lingyu was shocked; she hadn't expected Wang Qing to be so strong.

Even through his own protective golden light, it could still cause him harm; if he didn't have the golden light protecting him...

I can't even imagine what it would be like to be punched like that.

Before Zhang Lingyu could recover from his shock...

Wang Qing had already closed in, throwing another punch aimed directly at Zhang Lingyu's face.

Zhang Lingyu reacted somewhat hastily, raising her other hand to shield herself.

"clang!"

The powerful punch sent Zhang Lingyu staggering back several steps before he regained his footing. Feeling the tingling sensation in his arm, Zhang Lingyu's previous composure vanished, replaced by an extremely serious expression.

Only now did he truly feel the formidable power emanating from Wang Qing. If he wasn't careful, he might suffer a setback.

“Master Lingyu, it’s not a good habit to daydream during a competition.”

Wang Qing smiled as he looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was in shock.

Zhang Lingyu looked at Wang Qing and said calmly, "I admit I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be so strong. I will take this seriously from now on."

"That's good, then I'll continue," Wang Qing said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qing rushed towards Zhang Lingyu at an extremely fast speed once again.

This time, Zhang Lingyu dared not be careless in the slightest and began to deal with the situation cautiously.

The two clashed again, their attacks moving at an extremely fast pace. The two figures moved constantly around the arena, changing positions, while the sounds of intense collisions echoed continuously.

This left Liu Yanyan, who was watching from the sidelines, dazzled and unable to keep up with the pace of the two.

After exchanging dozens of blows, the two widened the distance between them once again.

Zhang Lingyu stared intently at Wang Qing, panting heavily, because the pressure Wang Qing was putting on him was immense.

During the exchange just now.

Wang Qingci used his Dragon Claw Hand to tear through the golden light surrounding Zhang Lingyu several times. If Zhang Lingyu hadn't reacted quickly, he probably would have been injured.

On the other hand, Zhang Lingyu's own attack was easily defended by Wang Qing's Golden Bell Shield.

The difference in their martial arts skills was immediately apparent.

This was the first time Zhang Lingyu had encountered such a formidable opponent. If it came down to mere martial arts skills, Zhang Lingyu felt he wouldn't stand a chance.

Wang Qing still had a smile on his face.

This intense battle didn't even break a sweat for him, nor did it leave him out of breath.

"Hmm, not bad, that's a decent warm-up." Wang Qing looked at Zhang Lingyu, cracked his neck, and then said with a teasing expression, "Master Lingyu, I'm about to get serious. Are you sure you don't want to use your lightning magic? If you don't use it now, you might miss your chance."

Zhang Lingyu's expression instantly turned somewhat unpleasant.

Even after fighting like this, Wang Qing still considers it just a warm-up.

Zhang Lingyu looked at Wang Qing, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Okay, I understand. I can use thunder magic, and this is the Celestial Master's Mansion. I will not lose."

Zhang Lingyu clearly realized that he couldn't defeat Wang Qing with his martial arts skills alone.

To win, you must use your lightning magic.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingyu raised her left hand toward Wang Qing.

Instantly, black Qi appeared in his palm. This Qi surged in his palm like electricity and gradually transformed into black lightning.

"Zi! Zhi!"

The black lightning in Zhang Lingyu's hand began to grow larger and larger, gradually becoming as thick as a finger. He then pointed his palm at Wang Qing.

"Palm Thunder."

Zhang Lingyu shouted, and the black lightning in his hand instantly burst forth. The lightning, which was originally as thick as a finger, turned into a huge black lightning bolt as soon as it left Zhang Lingyu's palm. The lightning bolt carried this terrifying power and flew straight towards Wang Qing.

Facing the terrifying black lightning, Wang Qing remained calm and did not dodge.

With a slight smile, he reached out and flipped his hand, revealing a light blue talisman.

This is precisely the talisman from the Tongtianlu (a talismanic text).

"Five Thunder Talismans!"

Under Wang Qing's urging, a blue lightning bolt burst forth from the talisman and shot towards the black lightning.

In an instant, two bolts of lightning, one black and one blue, collided in mid-air, producing a piercing roar.

Two powerful forces collided, canceled each other out, and then collided again in the air, neither giving way to the other.