With those words, Zhang Chulan pushed his speed to the limit, rushing towards Shen Ye like a bolt of lightning.
Shen Ye's mind stirred, and the golden barrier once again enveloped him.
Zhang Chulan's fierce, unparalleled punch slammed heavily into the shield. The barrier shimmered slightly, and an invisible wave of air rippled outwards from the two of them.
The next moment, jagged spikes of earth once again forced Zhang Chulan back.
Just as everyone thought the two were replaying their previous match, a white lightning bolt shot up from beneath Shen Ye's feet.
However, that golden light was like an unyielding rock in a river; no matter how the white lightning scoured it, it couldn't budge the barrier even an inch.
"He can even defend against attacks from underground? He's really not leaving me any openings!" Zhang Chulan dodged the earth spikes while his mind raced.
Time was running out; he had to find a way to break through quickly.
I need to use a strong enough force to break his shield in one go, but the power I have now is already my limit! As Zhang Chulan thought this, the corner of his eye caught sight of some pits in the corner of the arena that still contained residual Yin Five Thunders from the previous match. A flash of inspiration struck him.
That's right, I just need to break his shield. It doesn't matter if the power used to break it is my own or not!
With this thought, Zhang Chulan once again pushed his speed to the limit, darting back and forth across various corners of the arena, collecting all the remaining Yin Five Thunders into his hands.
"Is this the power of Yin Five Thunders? Corroding bone and heart, sapping one's courage!" Feeling the mass of lightning liquid constantly eroding his own power, Zhang Chulan didn't dare to hesitate. He rushed towards Shen Ye at top speed, his left hand forming Jiang Gong and his right hand Shui Zang. Mixing them together, he hurled them forward.
"What is this? A Buddha's Rage Lightning Lotus?" Shen Ye chuckled inwardly. Zhang Chulan's little tricks naturally couldn't escape his eyes, but he was rather pleased by them.
If this golden barrier couldn't even be broken, who would he reveal his subsequent trump cards to?
Two types of lightning, opposite in nature, collided, emitting dazzling light and roaring thunder. The surrounding碎石 were accelerated like bullets, shooting outwards.
Terrifying energy aftershocks raged wildly across the arena, even destroying the surrounding walls with the unleashed airwaves, tearing them off in sections!
"He won! The golden barrier is broken!" Xu Si was overjoyed. Although his vision was obscured by the swirling dust, he could sense the shield's disappearance.
"Did he really win?" Xu San, however, looked grave. "Although he hasn't shown any close-combat ability so far, is it because he can't, or because he hasn't needed to?"
Xu Si's expression changed, and he suddenly snapped to attention. Shen Ye hadn't moved a single step from the first match until now!
The dust gradually cleared, revealing Zhang Chulan frantically attacking Shen Ye, only for Shen Ye to effortlessly block him!
Zhang Chulan's speed had exceeded the limits of their naked eyes; they could only see a few streaks of light constantly flickering.
But to everyone's surprise, they could clearly see Shen Ye's footwork. Despite his movements being slow and seemingly casual, he managed to perfectly dodge Zhang Chulan's extremely fast attacks!
This scene of using slowness to counter speed was so mystical that it created a sense of disconnect.
"Sigh, the gap is too big!" In the stands, Zhang Zhiwei sighed. "Even looking at pure physical combat, Chulan has no chance of winning!"
"This is the realm of stillness controlling motion, isn't it?" Rongshan praised. "Even on Wudang Mountain, very few people can reach this realm!"
"It's not stillness controlling motion, but the realm of acting as one pleases!" Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and sighed. "Speed and slowness are one, motion and stillness are harmonized. The wonder of its application lies in a single mind!"
Rongshan's eyes widened. "This realm… Could he be some senior master who's regained their youth and is just playing with us?"
"Is this guy a six-sided battle god? No weaknesses, no shortcomings, it's ridiculous!" Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth, his aura suddenly weakening. He cried out in agony, "Damn it, it's been a minute!"
But before anyone could react, he abruptly sped up and charged towards Shen Ye again.
"Temporary membership renewal!"
However, what greeted him was a hand chop.
Withdrawing his right hand, Shen Ye smiled. "I told you, I never let my guard down!"
After being knocked back, Zhang Chulan picked himself up from the ground, letting out a frustrated sigh of Turbid Qi. "How can someone be like you? Not only are you incredibly strong, but you're also constantly vigilant. You don't give anyone a chance to live! Fine, fine, I give up!"
Seeing Zhang Chulan concede, Rongshan solemnly announced, "Grand Heavenly Offering Ritual, the final victor: Shen Ye!"
As his words fell, the entire crowd cheered!
No one could question this result.
The disparity was simply too great, so great that they couldn't even feel jealousy.
Amidst the cheers, Feng Baobao sighed listlessly, "He lost!"
Xu Si comforted her, "Baobao, don't blame Chulan. The opponent was indeed too strong. Even if my brother and I went up there, the result would likely be the same!"
Xu San, however, was deep in thought, his expression grave. "What kind of place is the City of Flowing Moon? If the City of Flowing Moon emerges, what kind of impact will it have on the current world of the异人?"
Xu Si lowered his voice. "Instead of worrying about that, we should think about how to deal with those maniacs from Quansheng!"
Xu San scanned their surroundings, as if trying to discern who among them were disguised Quansheng members. "Young Brother Shen Ye defeated the Four Maniacs, severely suppressing their arrogance. Those Quansheng members must be itching for a fight by now."
Xu Si continued, "Young Miss Hua Yue helped Baobao yesterday, so today it's our turn to return the favor!"
Afternoon.
After the Grand Heavenly Offering Ritual concluded, the audience in the stands had significantly thinned out, but many still chose to stay and watch the final ceremony.
At the center of the arena, Zhang Zhiwei and several of the Ten Elders stood on the open ground, with a Daoist priest holding a talisman standing respectfully to one side.
As Shen Ye approached, Zhang Zhiwei solemnly asked, "Young lay practitioner, I will ask you one last time: do you truly intend to join my Longhu Mountain sect and inherit the position of Heavenly Master?"
Shen Ye's eyes were firm. "Yes, I've troubled the Heavenly Master!"
Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. "What trouble? This was the original intention of the Grand Heavenly Offering Ritual."
Lu Jin stood to the side, his tone a little sour. "The Old Heavenly Master truly has good fortune. All his disciples are remarkably talented, and now with a genius like young Shen Ye joining, the Grand Dao is surely within reach!"
As he spoke, he took the Heavenly Ascension Talisman from the young Daoist priest holding it nearby and looked at Shen Ye. "According to our agreement before the assembly, this Heavenly Ascension Talisman now belongs to you!"
Shen Ye accepted the talisman. "I came for the position of Heavenly Master, so I shouldn't accept such a grand gift. But since it's a gift from an elder, I dare not refuse, so I'll accept it with humility!"
Lu Jin burst out laughing. "Excellent, you're much more straightforward than those other young Daoists!"
Thanks to fellow reader Drunk Dream Xiao Ling Xu for the 1000 reward, and to fellow reader Drifting Wan Flow for the 500 reward.
Of course, he won't actually formally join the sect. Tomorrow, I'll explain his main objective in this world.
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