This was the Withered Nirvana Palm.
It was said that the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha had comprehended this divine ability while on the verge of death.
When a person neared death, they withered away and entered nirvana.
Xu Zimo's palm did not look like something he had comprehended for the first time. It was more like a technique refined to perfection.
One palm blanketed the entire sky.
When this palm fell, even the weather changed. The sky immediately darkened, and a misty rain began to fall.
It was as though heaven and earth themselves were weeping in grief.
No wonder he was called the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha.
This palm startled everyone present, including Song Chang'an, who had just comprehended the technique.
His face was filled with disbelief.
He said, "You cheated. Had you comprehended this divine ability long ago and deliberately come to bet against me?"
"Who do you think you are? Why would I need to deceive you?" Xu Zimo retorted.
"You were the one who provoked me. Are you trying to go back on your word now?
"The Academy of All Under Heaven is nothing special after all."
"Who said I was going back on my word?" Song Chang'an snorted coldly.
"Isn't it just stripping naked and running a lap? What is so remarkable about that?"
As he spoke, he was about to take off his clothes.
The other students from the Academy of All Under Heaven beside him also grew anxious.
If this matter was made small, Song Chang'an would be too ashamed to face anyone in the future.
If it was made serious, it could even affect the reputation of the Academy of All Under Heaven.
"Fellow Daoist, it is better to dissolve enmity than to forge it. Why not let this matter end here? Name another