One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

"That was clearly Jiang Mo admitting defeat on his own, okay? He didn't even make a move!"

"No matter what, this final is sure to be exciting."

"Look at those big shots on stage, they're all sitting up straight, clearly they're also very excited!"

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, with everyone speculating about the outcome of the final.

Zhang Lingyu just displayed extremely formidable strength.

However, Zhang Chulan has Jiang Mo, a super expert, behind him, so many people dare not make a conclusion easily.

Wang Ai sat on a high place, his expression shifting between light and dark.

Wang Bing's defeat just now put him in a bad mood, but he was more concerned about Jiang Mo.

That young Gu Master shocked him greatly. Not only did he heal Tian Jinzhong's severed limb, but he also voluntarily admitted defeat to Zhang Chulan. There must be a deeper meaning behind this.

"This competition is of great importance."

Wang Ai muttered to herself, her gaze darting back and forth between Jiang Mo and the Old Celestial Master, "I wonder if Jiang Mo knows the truth..."

Feng Zhenghao was also secretly observing the situation.

Although the World Alliance suffered a defeat in the Battle of Wang Bing, he was not too concerned.

In his view, the final match between Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu was the real highlight.

This is not only related to the inheritance of Longhu Mountain, but also involves many unknown secrets.

"Feng Shayan, who do you think will win?" Feng Zhenghao asked his daughter beside him.

“Zhang Lingyu’s strength is beyond doubt,” Feng Shayan pondered, “but Zhang Chulan gives off an unfathomable aura, just like Jiang Mo behind him, who always manages to create miracles at crucial moments.”

“That’s right.” Feng Zhenghao nodded. “This competition is probably not that simple.”

Lu Jin and Tian Jinzhong stood beside the old master, both of them able to sense an inexplicable tense atmosphere.

"Grandpa, who do you think will win?" Lu Jin couldn't help but ask.

The old master stroked his beard and smiled meaningfully, "Victory or defeat is not important; what matters is the process."

"This competition was an important experience for both of them."

“Senior brother is right.” Tian Jinzhong nodded with deep feeling. “Lingyu is a bit impatient and needs this kind of tempering.”

"As for Zhang Chulan, his ability to master the Golden Light Mantra and Yang Five Thunders truly demonstrates his exceptional talent."

“But what I’m more curious about is…” Lu Jin lowered her voice, “why did Jiang Mo choose to admit defeat? He must have figured something out, right?”

The old master did not answer, but simply smiled meaningfully.

As the head of Longhu Mountain, he naturally understood the deeper meaning behind this competition.

But some things are for the two young people to figure out for themselves.

......

In the arena, Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu had already taken their positions.

The two had a stark contrast in temperament: Zhang Chulan was always smiling and exuded a carefree and irresponsible air;

Zhang Lingyu had a solemn expression, sharp eyes, and an aura of righteous indignation.

"Hey, Junior Uncle, go easy on me later!"

Zhang Chulan said with a grin, "I'm most afraid of pain. If you hit me too hard, I'll cry!"

Zhang Lingyu glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

But the coldness in his eyes made the surrounding temperature drop several degrees.

......

"This Zhang Chulan, still talking nonsense at a time like this."

Xu San shook his head helplessly from below the stage, "I really don't know where he gets his confidence from."

"That's just his personality."

Xu Si laughed, "The more tense the situation, the more he needs to joke around; it's his way of relieving stress."

Jiang Mo stood not far away, watching this scene with great interest.

In his view, the result of the competition was not important; what mattered was what the two young men could gain from it.

Both Zhang Lingyu's pride and Zhang Chulan's carefree nature need this battle to temper them.

However, I still thought of what Zhang Chulan said before the competition.

"Big brother, do you think I can win?"

Before the match, Zhang Chulan asked nervously.

"Winning or losing isn't important," Jiang Mo said calmly. "The important thing is that you remember, sometimes admitting defeat isn't necessarily a failure, and winning isn't necessarily a victory."

"Huh?" Zhang Chulan looked bewildered. "Big brother, isn't what you're saying a bit too mysterious?"

"Could you give me some practical advice?"

Jiang Mo smiled without saying a word, but simply patted his shoulder: "Go ahead, just do your best."

"Remember, some things you have to figure out for yourself."

Zhang Chulan walked onto the stage, completely bewildered.

Although he didn't quite understand Jiang Mo's words, he vaguely sensed that this competition was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

.....

"Now, the final round of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony officially begins!" The old Celestial Master's voice echoed throughout the venue.

At this command, the entire arena fell silent instantly.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for this crucial showdown.

This is not only a contest between the old and new generations of Longhushan, but also an important battle concerning the inheritance of tradition.

"Zhang Chulan!" Zhang Lingyu suddenly spoke, her voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger.

"Today, I'm going to show you what the true secrets of Longhu Mountain are!"

"Oh dear, Junior Uncle, don't take it so seriously," Zhang Chulan said with a smile, rubbing his nose. "Let's just stop here, why bother..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Lingyu had already made his move!

He made a hand seal, and bolts of eerie black lightning instantly gathered around him, crackling and sending chills down one's spine.

"Yin Five Thunders!"

With a loud shout, countless bolts of black lightning swarmed towards Zhang Chulan like venomous snakes.

Those lightning bolts not only contained immense destructive power, but also carried a bone-chilling cold, as if they could freeze one's soul.

"What the heck! They're really going to do it so quickly?" Zhang Chulan was startled and quickly cast the Golden Light Spell to defend himself.

A golden light shield formed around him, blocking all the black lightning.

“Golden Light Mantra…” Zhang Lingyu sneered, a hint of jealousy and resentment flashing in her eyes.

"You're an outsider, what makes you think you can master the supreme divine power of Longhu Mountain? Do you know how much I sacrificed to cultivate the Yin Five Thunder Technique?"

"Well..." Zhang Chulan scratched his head and said, "Maybe it's because I'm more talented?"

This statement is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Zhang Lingyu's face instantly turned ashen, and the black lightning around him became even more violent.

The lightning bolts intertwined in the air, forming a net, and hurtled towards Zhang Chulan with a devastating force.

"Oh no, I said the wrong thing." Zhang Chulan dodged while blaming himself, "I've really angered Junior Uncle."

In the stands, everyone was stunned by the fierce confrontation.

No one expected that Zhang Lingyu, who was always calm and composed, would be so angry and launch a full-force attack right from the start.

"Has this kid gone mad?" Lu Jin frowned. "Using such force right from the start, is he trying to kill Zhang Chulan?"

"Don't worry," the old Celestial Master remained calm. "Although Lingyu is a bit impatient, she still knows her limits. Besides..."

His eyes flickered. "Some things they need to resolve themselves."