Though Chu Zhaoyang seemed to have the upper hand at the moment, with the ten golden suns in the void suppressing the five-colored field of lightning, Wushan could naturally tell with his keen eyes that Lu Xiaotian had yet to use his full strength. A profound immortal could not possibly have so few tricks up his sleeve. Yet with that five-colored field of lightning, Lu Xiaotian had managed to withstand Chu Zhaoyang's techniques for a short time. Chu Zhaoyang's repeated attacks had also failed to succeed.
Just from that five-colored field of lightning, Wushan could see that Lu Xiaotian's absolute control over his power was no less than Chu Zhaoyang's.
"Your Celestial Court truly is rich in talent. What is this young man's background, that he can hold off Zhaoyang?" Wushan asked the Daoist Yihua beside him.
"He is a third-grade alchemy sage under my Tiandan Palace. Sooner or later, his standing will be no lower than yours or mine. As it happens, he is naturally indifferent to fame and does not like being bothered by worldly affairs. Even with such strength, he never goes around flaunting it, as if he were afraid people might not know he is the greatest under heaven. If Chu Zhaoyang weren't so arrogant and overbearing, our young friend Dongfang might not have come out to compete at all." Seeing the scene before him, Daoist Yihua felt somewhat more at ease.
Although he had never seen Lu Xiaotian fight anyone else, at the level of Daoist Yihua and Golden Immortal Wushan, watching Lu Xiaotian compete with Chu Zhaoyang was enough to glimpse the whole from a part. They could not tell at a glance how the contest would end, but at the very least, even if Lu Xiaotian lost, he would not lose too badly.