At the summit of Jingshi Mountain, a large crowd of elders and disciples had gathered around the training grounds to watch Chisongzi and Ye Uchiha. The place buzzed with excitement.
Looking at the elders standing nearby and the inexplicably feverish atmosphere, a newly admitted disciple asked in confusion, "What's happening? Why have even the elders come?"
The senior disciple beside him said excitedly, "Apparently, our little martial uncle wants to leave the mountain to gain experience, and Sect Leader Chisongzi is going to test whether he's strong enough to venture into the world. A match between the sect leader and our little martial uncle-I wonder how it'll turn out?"
"Isn't it obvious? The sect leader will win hands down. No matter how talented our little martial uncle is, he's only eight or nine. There's no way he could beat the sect leader. Remember, the sect leader reached the first-class ranks over a decade ago. He might break through to the Innate Realm any day now."
At the sight, one disciple could not help shedding tears as he cried out in excitement, "I never thought he'd see this day! We finally get to watch our little martial uncle get thrashed!"
The disciple beside him looked embarrassed on his behalf. "Do you really need to be that excited?"
"You must be new. If you'd seen what our little martial uncle gets up to, you wouldn't say that. That little brat is always using his seniority to bully us, then calling it 'guidance and sparring practice.' He's downright awful!" His words immediately provoked a strong reaction from the surrounding disciples, whose faces showed a mixture of pain and delight.
The newly admitted Heavenly Sect disciples watched in surprise and curiosity. They had never imagined that the little martial uncle in the arena, who