Care to Spar with Old Liu?

Fortunately, Liu Kunsheng's aura gradually subsided, and only then did that oppressive feeling disappear.

"Th-this... this is an immortal?" someone couldn't help murmuring.

"Incredible! He's actually this powerful!"

"I forgot to breathe just now."

Feng Zhenghao was even more horrified. For a moment, he didn't dare imagine how terrifying this being must be!

Feng XingTong, however, was delighted. "Aw, why couldn't I be the one facing him? I'd definitely capture him!"

Liu Kunsheng abruptly turned and glared at him.

Feng XingTong instantly flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

There was a bang!

He slammed into the seats behind him, baring his teeth in pain.

Rather than checking his son's injuries, Feng Zhenghao hurriedly bowed toward the arena with his hands clasped. "This junior apologizes on behalf of my son. Please don't take it to heart, Great Elder Liu. I'll discipline him strictly when we return."

"You little brat, so rude and ill-mannered! You dare speak to your elder like that!" Liu Kunsheng snorted, refusing to accept the apology.

"If this were an ordinary summoning, I couldn't do anything about that trick of yours. But now that they've summoned my true spirit, you still dare boast about capturing my soul?!"

Liu Kunsheng roared, leaving everyone's ears ringing and heads swimming.

"As your Great Elder Liu, I sentence you to half a month without speech!"

A chill ran down the spine of everyone present, and their view of spirit summoning changed completely.

He'd nearly killed someone with a single glance. What a fearsome ability!

Meanwhile, Feng XingTong clutched his throat, his eyes filled with terror. He cried out soundlessly, "Ah, ah, ah," pointing at his mouth.

I can't speak! What's going on?!

This is Shaman Spirit Summoning?!

Lu Jin's eyes bulged even wider. What kind of ability was this?!

He'd nearly glared someone to death!

Zhang Chulan's jaw hadn't closed once.

Wang Ye repeatedly bowed toward the heavens. "Grandmaster, please manifest your power and protect your grand-disciple."

"This was supposed to be a perfectly good tournament. What have they summoned here? I really would've been better off going back to Wudang Mountain to sleep."

Wang Zhuo tensed with excitement and pulled his hands from his pockets. "Old Liu, don't take it out on a kid. I'm right here. You and I are the ones matched up."

An ancient immortal!

So old he'd become an immortal.

He could torment people to death without paying for it!

In his previous life, he'd loved reading folktales. He'd heard plenty of stories about weasels tormenting people to death, but those had only cultivated for a few decades.

One with a hundred years of cultivation could bring death upon an entire family, let alone one with over a thousand.

But those, too, were stories from his previous life.

The Huang Family was the most common in the north.

This elder, however, was a thousand-year-old immortal of the Liu Family who had attained his cultivation on Changbai Mountain.

He might even have attained the rank of Earth Immortal.

To put it plainly, even fighting Sukuna now wouldn't have been as much fun for Wang Zhuo as fighting the being before him.

Liu Kunsheng didn't reply. Instead, he calculated on his fingers, narrowing his eyes for a long while before nodding. "So that's how it is. This tournament wasn't organized purely for us, either."

"A bunch of unsavory things have sneaked up the mountain, too. Wine, lust, wealth, and wrath. Hmph! They offend my eyes."

Hearing this, Xia He couldn't help trembling in the stands. She hadn't expected him to expose them down to their underwear with a few calculations on his fingers.

The Old Celestial Master remained silent, his eyes fixed on the figure below.

Wine, lust, wealth, and wrath?

Quanxing?

Lu Jin exchanged a look with him, gravity showing in both their eyes.

"Boy, you've been throwing your weight around using my Liu Family's surname." Liu Kunsheng slowly rose from his chair in midair and beckoned him over.

"Come on. Care to spar with your elder?"

?!!

Wang Zhuo and Jia Zhengliang both felt their scalps prickle instantly as they stared at Liu Kunsheng in disbelief.

The scene before them overlapped perfectly with what had happened two days earlier!

"What, scared out of your wits?"

Facing Liu Kunsheng's taunt, Wang Zhuo removed his blindfold and hung it around his neck.

His azure eyes brimmed with excitement. He stepped forward with his left foot, drew his right foot back half a step, and settled his weight onto his rear leg.

He raised his loosely clenched right fist before his chest, his elbow angled slightly outward, taking a bow-drawing stance with one fist.

"Let's spar!"

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Everyone present began shouting excitedly.

"Aaah! Liu, you're so handsome! You're the best!"

"Better than little Zhuge!"

"You're our god!"

The men clenched their fists, baring their teeth as they shouted excitedly:

"Go, Liu Guanyi! Show us what you've got!"

"Yeah! Charge, Liu Guanyi!"

"I bet all my money on you!"

"Don't worry. I'll win!"

Wang Zhuo took a deep breath, then snapped his fingers.

"Domain Expansion!"

Hum!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a translucent azure wall of air began expanding outward from him.

Liu Kunsheng paid it no mind. Before the domain could engulf him, he stepped inside first.

Upon entering the domain, he discovered that his body had become incredibly heavy, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, unable to stir a single wave.

Space and time are both rejecting me?

Liu Kunsheng laughed. "That's a fine trick, a decent technique. I wonder which school's secret art it is. Come on, let me see what else you've got!"

Wang Zhuo stared at him in excitement and formed a seal with one hand. "Dismantle!"

Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, countless flying blades invisible to the naked eye pierced toward him, but Liu Kunsheng's black mist blocked them all.

"You little brat, you're still holding back against your elder? Are you looking down on me?"

Even as Liu Kunsheng spoke, he burst out of the black mist and appeared before him, driving an uppercut toward his abdomen.

Wang Zhuo reacted swiftly, catching his opponent's fist in both palms to block the attack.

The punch rang out with a resounding crack!

It sent the young man flying into the air, almost above the highest seats in the stands.

Wang Zhuo looked down at the black figure below, lightning flickering over his body.

"Thunder Heart Spear!"

In midair, Wang Zhuo grabbed at empty space. Lightning formed a spear, which he hurled straight down.

"Hm?!" Shocked by the sight of such an intensely yang and forceful Thunder Method, Liu Kunsheng quickly unleashed a spell to blast up at it.

The black mist became a giant python and collided head-on with the lightning spear.

Boom!

Amid an almost blinding white light, the two attacks canceled each other out, and a terrifying blast of air swept through the stands.

Whoosh!

Wang Zhuo teleported behind Liu Kunsheng, aligned his waist and stance, and hurled his lightning-wreathed right fist forward with all his strength.

"Black Flash!"

The blue-white lightning instantly turned black as it slammed into Liu Kunsheng's back.

Bang!

The punch sent Liu Kunsheng flying half a meter. His entire body spun rapidly in midair before he landed steadily.

"Force dissipation?!" Wang Zhuo's eyes widened.

Liu Kunsheng turned around as though nothing had happened, smiling broadly. "Black Flash? Not bad. That really hurt my back, little fellow."

"All right. You're holding back, so I'll hold back too. Let's make friends through a little sparring!"

"You got it, Old Liu!"

Empowered by his domain, Wang Zhuo charged forward excitedly, blue True Qi burning around both fists.

This time, he didn't call out his move. He simply activated Blue to accelerate himself and met his opponent head-on.

"That's the way!" Liu Kunsheng was just as excited.

To the spectators, the two moved so fast they blurred, their bodies vanishing and reappearing at high speed as they traded attacks, fist against fist.