Everyone had no idea Zhang Xiaohua was so afraid of drinking. They only heard Wu Zhouxu say, "Of course—it's a martial contest!"
Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his nose and said, "Then please explain it to me, sir."
Wu Zhouxu pointed at Zou Shuming and said, "Junior Brother Zou excels most at lightness skills. Moreover, Junior Brother Ren was overly exhausted yesterday and is not suited for a true blades-and-swords clash. So Great Leader Chen and I discussed it and decided that lightness skills would make a better contest. What do you think, Junior Brother Ren?"
Zhang Xiaohua had seen Zou Shuming's lightness skill clearly yesterday, so he was extremely confident. Smiling, he said, "Many thanks for considering this for me, sir. A contest of lightness skills is truly tailor-made for me. Then let us proceed as you suggest. How shall we compete?"
Chen Fengxiao pointed toward Tianmu Peak's summit, which pierced the clouds in the distance, and said, "Starting from this small courtyard, you and Junior Brother Zou will set off together for Tianmu Peak's summit. At the peak stands a huge stone screen, where Venerable Lei and the representatives from the Pill Division and Herb Division are already waiting. Whoever reaches the stone screen atop the peak first will be the victor!"
Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile, "It seems the two leaders have already arranged everything. I have nothing to say. Please begin."
Chen Fengxiao's face reddened slightly. However, Zhang Xiaohua had provoked all the disciples of Tianmu Peak this time, so they could only let him suffer a little. Although Zou Shuming's martial arts were inferior to Chen Fengxiao's, he had trained his internal cultivation since childhood and surpassed Chen Fengxiao by quite a bit in that regard. In Chen Fengxiao's mind, Zhang Xiaohua might not necessarily defeat