After hearing Master Chang Xing's words and seeing Zhang Xiaohua withdraw his move, the Arhat Formation stopped as well. Knowing the formation had been broken, all the monks wore ashamed expressions.
"Withdraw!" Master Chang Geng said expressionlessly. "Remember: beyond one person lies another greater person, beyond one heaven lies another higher heaven. Though Young Hero Ren is young, his martial arts are formidable, and his internal strength is rare indeed. From the start, you underestimated your opponent!"
"Thank you for Martial Uncle's instruction!"
The eighteen monks pressed their palms together, bowed, and withdrew.
At Master Chang Geng's side, Meng hurried over and asked softly, "How was it? You weren't hurt, were you?"
Zhang Xiaohua nodded slightly at her and smiled. "Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister."
Meng pursed her lips in a smile and said no more.
A monk in blue robes, his face grave, hurried to Master Chang Xing's side and whispered several words into his ear. Chang Xing raised his white brows, somewhat surprised. He glanced at Zhang Xiaohua seemingly by chance, gave several more instructions, and the monk left again.
Zhang Xiaohua found this somewhat strange. Something must have happened at Great Forest Temple. Still, he had not caused any trouble, so Master Chang Xing had no reason to suspect him, did he?
For once, Zhang Xiaohua's heart was utterly open and untroubled.
"All right, little benefactor. I never expected you to break this Arhat Formation so easily. It truly exceeded this old monk's expectations," Master Chang Xing said with a smile.
"Master overpraises me. I must also thank Master for showing mercy. Had there been a few more people, this junior certainly could not have broken the formation," Zhang Xiaohua said modestly.
Master Chang Xing smiled. "The Arhat Formation is based on multiples of nine: