Suddenly, the old man descended from the sky and sent Bao Buping flying with a single blow. His white hair danced like a god descending. Though he was already old, his dominance remained undiminished.
In the Kaitian Battle Sect, there is a rule: whoever has the largest fist is right. The position of sect leader is held by those with strength, with no distinction between elders and juniors.
"Old man, you said it yourself. I've put up with you for a long time."
Bao Buping was sent flying by a blow. Looking at the old man, though his eyes still held reverence, his face showed an expression of indifference. Holding his broad sword, he pointed at the old man and shouted,
"Show your weapon! Don't let anyone think I'm bullying you."
Bao Buping challenged the old man, and the disciples of the Kaitian Battle Sect cheered enthusiastically, all cheering him on.
"They're going to beat you little brat, and you still need weapons?" Do you really think of yourself as a plate? This stick can make your come out. The old man said with a look of disdain.
"Arrogant old man, do you think I'm still the same as before? Wake up! Bao
Buping shouted loudly, charging forward wielding his broad sword. The phenomenon behind him burst open and slashed with a sword. The void hissed, a powerful and heavy move as heavy as a mountain. Even Long Chen secretly cheered.
Bao Buping was indeed formidable. This move was already wild and fierce, locking onto the opponent with an invincible will, attaching his will to the broad sword, sensing heaven and earth with the sword. This was a unique technique of the Kaitian Battle Sect, and Bao Buping executed it with perfect mastery, without a single flaw.
"You little rascal, afraid to go all out? Afraid the old man can't handle it? The old man sneered, his wooden staff flashing like lightning, striking at a strange angle at the three-quarter tip of the broad sword.
Clang!
Bao Buping's body shook violently, his strength instantly thrown off balance. The old man easily pushed him back, and with a stumble, he nearly fell and fell in a sorry state.
Long Chen saw it clearly. The old man was skillfully using force, pressing his wooden staff onto the broad sword, instantly unbalancing the power gathered there. This was a technique of using small amounts to achieve great weight.
Long Chen shook his head. He already knew the outcome. The old man had practiced the Heaven-Opening Battle Techniques his whole life and was thoroughly familiar with every skill of the Heaven-Opening Battle Sect. To put it bluntly, Bao Buping, with just a slick butt, knew the old man could pull out a few dung-like balls.
"Old man, you've got some skills, so I won't hold back." Bao Buping had a stubborn spirit. Seeing the old man counter this move so easily, he immediately unleashed his full power. The strange phenomenon roared, and a vast aura spread out.
"Eighth Form of Heaven Creation"—
Bao Buping unleashed his strongest move, actually forcing the old man to settle the outcome with him.
"Clang"—
his move had just exploded when the old man interrupted it with a single blow. The old man swung it straight at Bao Buping's chest, and Bao Buping cursed loudly, "Old man, shameless!" "
Moment"
Bao Buping had to change tactics, but was swept away by the old man's staff, rolling and crawling far away.
"Pah!"
Bao Buping spat out a mouthful of mud and sand, still stained with blood. Bao Buping was furious: "If you have the guts, come with me for a duel between men—a battle of strength against strength." After
Bao Buping roared, he slashed again, but it was still the eighth form of the Heaven-Splitting Technique.
"You little brat, do you think just because you've learned a little bit of knowledge, you're qualified to lead a sect? Let you witness the true Heaven-Opening Divine Art. The
old man snorted coldly, raised his wooden staff, and actually used it instead of a sword to strike down at Bao Buping.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, Bao Buping spat out three mouthfuls of blood and was sent flying. Compared to the old man, the gap was simply too great.
"Damn it, I don't believe in that." Bao Buping was both shocked and furious. Even though he was at the fourth step of the Tongming Realm, he was still worse than the old man.
What made him even angrier was that the old man hadn't even opened the vision, which made him lose face. He roared and charged forward.
"Bang bang bang... But
the old man didn't let him go. The wooden stick spun like a windmill, smacking Bao Buping hard. Bao Buping's screams and roars mixed together, but Bao Buping was a tough guy and fought back fiercely.
But soon after, the old man beat him until he was covered in blood. Long Chen watched with a pounding of fear. The old man was truly ruthless—this wasn't hitting a child, even animals wouldn't hit him like this.
Yet Bao Buping refused to accept it, beaten until his skin was torn apart, yet he still tried to turn the tables. Unfortunately, from start to finish, he couldn't even touch the old man's clothes.
Chang Hao and the others watched so much that their faces trembled, and they couldn't help but swallow hard—the old man was truly terrifying.
"Phew." In the end,
Long Chen couldn't stand it anymore. With a flicker, he took advantage of the old man's attack and pulled Bao Buping out, but the old man's staff hit nothing.
"Old man, please go easy on me." Long Chen advised, saying that if this keeps up, who knows if the will come out or not, but anyway, the person will be beaten into a pile of poop.
"Damn, this is strange. Why is the gap so big?" Bao Buping wiped his face with blood and grime, speaking bitterly.
Countless counterattacks failed, leaving Bao Buping furious, but he also knew there was still a huge gap between himself and the old man.
"Long Chen, I can't beat him, but as you saw, I set a good start for you. You're next." Bao Buping looked at Long Chen and said.
Damn it, are you trying to mess with me? Long Chen pushed Bao Buping forward: "Um, old man, just pretend I never came here and continue." "
Don't do it! Long Chen, step in. You can definitely take him down. Then the Kaitian Battle Sect will be ours." Bao Buping grabbed Long Chen and kept trying to persuade him.
Long Chen couldn't help but laugh and cry. This guy really is stubborn. After all these years of being beaten, he's only gained weight and height, but never learns his lesson.
"The old master is incredibly brave. I'm afraid that even if I train for another twenty years, I still won't be a match for him. The value of a person lies in self-awareness. I think I still need to keep working hard." Long Chen hurriedly said. He really didn't want to go up against the old master. The old man cared deeply about his reputation, just like an old kid—he couldn't afford to offend him.
"Bang!"
Bao Buping was about to speak, but the old man struck his butt with a stick, but this time he didn't use much force, leaving Bao Buping stunned.
The old man chuckled, "Not bad, kid. After getting beaten so many times, you still managed to keep your spirit clear. That's impressive progress."
Very well, then you and Long Chen will cultivate the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Ceremony together. "
The Ninth Form of Heaven-Opening Technique?"
Everyone cried out in surprise, even Master Bao and the others were stunned: "Old man, you want to teach them the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique?" What about us? Master
Bao and the others were instantly displeased. They had waited so many years, and before it was their turn, it was the next generation's turn, treating the seven of them like air.
"The seven of you, along with Long Chen, Buping, and Chang Hao, are cultivating with me. There are just a lot of people, and there's a mutual proof." The old man said.
When the
old man said this, Bao Ye and the others' expressions immediately brightened, Bao Buping's anger completely vanished, and Chang Hao was so excited he was dancing with joy.
The old man told the other disciples to disperse, but they immediately protested. The old man bluntly said, "Whoever can single-handedly defeat Bao Buping or Chang Hao can also learn together."
Immediately, more than a dozen disciples who were especially close to the two of them lit up. As long as the two held back a little, they could easily pass the challenge.
Then the old man said, 'If the two are defeated, their cultivation qualifications will be revoked.' Then these people immediately deflated and left dejectedly.
Master Bao and the others happily followed the old man to the back mountain. Behind the old man's wooden hut, the old man pushed open the cabin, revealing a teleportation array.
Master Bao and the others were shocked; clearly, even they didn't know there was a teleportation array here.
"Buzz"—
the teleportation array activated. The group immediately felt the space tighten, and a fiery red world appeared before them, as if inside lava. The air exuded a violent aura, making one feel oppressive.
"This is the internal world of the Heaven-Opening Divine Stele. However, because half of the stele has disappeared, the world here has become unstable. I'll tell you the precautions shortly.
The Heaven-Opening Divine Stele is the key to cultivating the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Heaven. Without it, it's impossible to cultivate it. Forcing yourself to practice it means certain death. That's also why I won't let you cultivate.
And even at the same realm, the gap between you and me remains huge, all because of the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique. The old man looked at everyone and said seriously.
"Buzz!"
After speaking, the old man waved his hand, causing the void to tremble. Rays of divine light descended, pressing down on everyone. Long Chen and the others shuddered violently, as if shackled and restricted.
The old man continued, "The ninth form of Kaitian is different from the previous eight. It can be said that it is no longer an ordinary art. It is said that when refined to its strongest level, it can slay immortals and slay gods."
However, the more powerful the move, the more extreme the difficulty of cultivating, and correspondingly the greater the danger. One wrong move and one could be utterly doomed.
But now, without the aid of the Heaven-Opening Divine Stele, we must be even more cautious, because if we make a mistake, no one can save you. The old man emphasized repeatedly.
"We know, hurry up and tell us, how do you practice... Oh wow. Bao Buping grew impatient and ended up getting hit again.
"With such a mindset, how can you cultivate the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique? Did you just fart on the spot?" The old man said angrily.
Bao Buping had been hit with a stick and became much more obedient. He glared but didn't dare talk back.
"Listen carefully. The first stage of cultivating the ninth form of the Heavenly Opening is to control the Heavenly Wrath." The old man said.
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, the phenomenon behind the old man burst open, followed by a violent pressure radiating out, enveloping Long Chen and the others.
Master Bao and the others' faces instantly turned pale. The old man's pressure was filled with endless anger. His aura was not an act but genuine rage. The old man looked at them as if they bore a deep blood feud.
In that instant, it was as if they were facing an enraged celestial god, not daring to move at all. If they made even the slightest move, they felt the old man, pulled by the energy, might really kill them.
The old man's aura turned cold and merciless, sending chills down one's spine. Although he didn't draw his sword, Master Bao and the others felt their backs soaked through, not daring to even blink.
"Old man... You're not really trying to kill us, are you? "Master Bao said nervously.