Pan Litian’s back was slightly bent. A golden gourd that glowed faintly hung on his waist. A faint smile could be seen on his face. At such a time, he had a calm about him that was gained from experiencing numerous life-or-death situations. Yun Tongxiao crossed his name off the list as well.

Hua Wudao looked slightly reserved. His aura was restrained as well. Based on this, it could be seen that he was a cautious person. For this reason, Yun Tongxiao crossed him off the list as well.

Yun Tong-xiao shifted his gaze to the two young men from the Evil Sky Pavilion. The duo looked like followers, hence, they should be quite weak. However, it did not seem appropriate to pick a follower to spar with.

Initially, Yun Tongxia wanted to pick the thinner young man with a faint smile on his face. However, he recalled that the other party had introduced himself as the fourth disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion. Most importantly, the thin young man dared to interrupt his Third Senior Brother, Hence, he dismissed picking the young man who looked sinister as an opponent.

Finally, Yun Tongxiao’s gaze fell on Zhu Honggong who was short, chubby, and looked silly. After a brief moment, he said, “May I spar with this brother?”

Everyone turned to look at Zhu Honggong.

Duanmu Sheng looked over. “Eighth Junior Brother?”

Zhu Honggong was also slightly surprised at being selected. He pointed at himself and asked, “Me?”

Inwardly, Zhu Honggong thought to himself, ‘Who the f*ck did I offend? I just want to watch a good show; I don’t want to spar!’

Yun Tongxiao nodded and said, “Please.”

Zhu Honggong hemmed and hawed. “This isn’t appropriate, right?”

“It’s just sparring. It’s not like our lives are in danger,” Yun Tongxiao said and made an inviting gesture.

“My cultivation is so low. It’d be embarrassing if I lose,” Zhu Honggong said.

In other words, winning against a weaker opponent could not be considered winning.

‘This guy is quite smart. He actually learned from me. I can’t give him a chance to wiggle his way out of this,’

Yun Tongxiao thought to himself. Then, he said, “It doesn’t matter. If I’m lucky enough to win against you, I’ll pick another opponent. What do you think?”

Duanmu Sheng did not think too much about these words. He urged Zhu Honggong, “Old Eighth, don’t let go of such a good opportunity to train.”

“Oh. Okay,” Zhu Honggong replied before he walked into the arena. He was clearly reluctant.

Upon seeing Zhu Honggong’s expression and the way he walked, some of the disciples of the Autumn Dew Mountain laughed. Clearly, he must be the weakest in the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Whoosh!

When Zhu Honggong arrived at the center of the arena, he raised his hands. A pair of gloves appeared around his hands immediately.

Yun Tongxiao said praisingly, “What a special weapon! There aren’t many people who use gloves. ”

Zhu Honggong chuckled. “I only know how to rely on my fists.”

Then, Zhu Honggong charged out.

Although Zhu Honggong had cultivated for a long time in the Evil Sky Pavilion, Ji Tiandao only taught him the incomplete version of the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast. He had been blindly refining his fighting techniques in the past. Later on, Lu Zhou taught him the complete version of the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast.

When Zhu Honggong rushed out, he did not employ any tricks or techniques.

Yun Tongxiao remained cautious. His figure flashed, and the space rippled slightly.

Upon seeing this, Yu Zhenghai said, “The power of the Dao?”

One had to be a Venerable Master at least to use the power of the Dao. This was the biggest factor that put Venerable Masters in a different league from cultivators below the stage of a Venerable Master.

Yu Zhenghai did not expect Yun Tongxiao to use the power of the Dao immediately. Venerable Masters could cancel each other’s powers of the Dao out, but his Eighth Junior Brother had yet to reach the realm of a Venerable Master. As such, how could his Eight Junior Brother use the power of the Dao?

Bang!

While Zhu Honggong flew out, Yun Tongxiao appeared behind him and struck with his palm.

There was no suspense.

Zhu Honggong cried out in surprise. He used his momentum to flip over and forcefully landed on the ground before he took a few steps back. Then, he said, “The power of the Dao. Not bad.”

Yun Tongxiao smiled and asked, “How many Birth Charts do you have, brother?”

Initially, Zhu Honggong did not intend to put up much of a fight. However, after receiving that palm strike, he saw many people laughing at him. With that, determination rose slightly in his heart. As he rushed out again, he replied, “I don’t have Birth Charts.”

Whoosh! Whoosh! moosh!

Energy fists flew out one after another, forming a long dragon.

When Yun Tongxiao sensed their power, he thought Zhu Honggong was lying. With such strength, how could Zhu Honggong not have any Birth Charts? He pushed his hand out, releasing palm seals after palm seals.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The palm seals clashed with the energy fists.

This time, Yun Tongxiao no longer used the power of the Dao. Considering how weak his opponent was, it would seem too unfair if he used the power of the Dao. He had to win beautifully, after all.

Yun Tongxiao quickly destroyed Zhu Honggong’s energy fists. Then, he suddenly unleashed a huge palm seal. “Go.”

Zhu Honggong was sent flying.

At the same time, Little Yuan’er and Conch closed their eyes and watched the battle from between their fingers. It was really too tragic.

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Zhu Honggong cried out when he landed on the ground.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Yun Tongxiao frowned. ‘Did I really manage to pick the weakest one? However, isn’t this too weak?’

Then, Yun Tongxiao stole a glance at his master, Chen Fu, studying his master’s expression. He could not really tell if his master was displeased or not.

‘This… Forget it. I have to think about the bigger picture. We can’t let the Autumn Dew Mountain’s dignity be trampled on. If I win this match, I’ll just challenge another person…’

Then, Yun Tongxiao flew toward Zhu Honggong and said, “Brother, I won’t fall for your tricks!”

Yun Tongxiao’s words were meant to show that Zhu Honggong was acting. Even if he knew that was not the case, he still had to say those words. When he arrived in front of Zhu Honggong, his Primal Qi swept toward Zhu Honggong as he released a palm seal.

Zhu Honggong’s chubby body flew up as he used his fists to block the attack.

Bang!

The disciples of the Autumn Dew Mountain stepped aside one after another.

“Aiyo!” Zhu Honggong cried out as he flew backward.

Meanwhile, everyone from the Evil Sky Pavilion felt speechless. It was fine if he was sent flying, but was there a need to cry out like that? It was too embarrassing.

On the other hand, Zhu Honggong did not care about such things. After landing on the ground, he turned around to look at Yun Tongxiao before he used the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast.

Bang!

Yun Tongxiao used his hand to block the attack and said, “Not enough.”

“Tribulations Phenomenon!”

The energy fists shot out like a dragon, causing the sky to change.

Chen Fu asked in surprise, “How can it be like this?”

Lu Zhou calmly replied, “Let’s just continue watching.”

Yun Tongxiao’s palm seal grew bigger, blocking the Tribulations Phenomenon. “It’s still not enough.”

Zhu Honggong cried out, “Convergence!”

Convergence was the final and most powerful move from the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast.

When the attacks collided, a thunderous sound rang in the air as nine lightning bolts flashed around Zhu Honggongs fists.

Yun Tongxiao was certain his opponent was not a Venerable Master so he moved in a leisurely manner. He fought and retreated with ease, blocking Zhu Honggong’s attacks. When he stopped moving, he struck with his palm again.

Bang!

“Still not enough.”

Zhu Honggong was puzzled. “Not enough?”

Yun Tongxiao explained with a smile, “You’ve done your best, but I’ve yet to use my strength. Watch out for the next palm strike.”

Yun Tongxiao joined his palms together. When he separated them, a palm seal appeared in front of him. He was about to push it out when he discovered that he could not move his hand. He frowned immediately.

“Hmm?”

Whoosh!

Buzz!

Yun Tongxiao felt a surge of energy at his back at this moment. Then, two golden hands clamped around his arms.

“Samsara!” Zhu Honggong attacked with his energy fists again.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The energy fists breached the palm seal like a hot knife through butter before they struck Yun Tongxiao’s chest.

“Compassion!” This was the fourth Tribulation Phenomenon of the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast.

Zhu Honggong leaped up and somersaulted before he struck horizontally.

Countless energy fists struck Yun Tongxiao’s protective energy. He felt his qi and blood churn, and he still could not move.

At this time, the disciples of the Autumn Dew Mountain widened their eyes in shock when they saw the golden avatar that just appeared.

‘What move is this?!’

“Why is it a Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar?!’

‘There’s no doubt it’s a Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar!’

They were dumbfounded.

“Lightning!”

Boom!

Zhu Honggong did not care about anything else at this moment. He smashed everything he had at Yun Tongxiao.

VVhen Yun Tongxia’s protective energy cracked…

“Exploding Fist!”

Ba ng!

Pain assaulted Yun Tongxiao. He hurriedly mobilized the power of the Dao.

The space froze, and Zhu Honggong’s movements froze as well.

Yun Tongxiao took advantage of this time and turned back to look at the golden avatar that was holding onto his arms. The golden avatar lotus, but it was strong. Most importantly, it was a Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar.

Yun Tongxiao turned back to look at Zhu Honggong who was frozen by his power of the Dao. To think a Hundred Tribulations Insight cultivator could force him to such an extent. Even if he won, he would lose his honor.