Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 512 Is this what you call low skill level? Insufficient training?
After seeing Nezha slay Feng Lin with his spear, Ao Bing laughed and said, "Well done!"

His words immediately brought the Xiqi army to their senses, and they began to cheer loudly and applaud Nezha.

Ao Bing nudged Wu Ji, who was already stunned, with his elbow and raised an eyebrow, asking, "How was Nezha's performance? Not bad, right?"

Wu Ji swallowed hard and stammered, "Wow...wow...so amazing?!"

After becoming Jiang Ziya's disciple, he practiced martial arts by day and studied military strategy by night. In just five years, he transformed from a woodcutter into a master of the Five Extremes Human Realm, about to enter the extraordinary Earth Realm of martial arts.

Such progress, if not miraculous, would make him one in ten thousand among humans, right?
However, his master always shook his head at his progress, saying that he was still only half-baked and that it was too early for him to command troops or become a general.

Even he couldn't do it, so it's even more impossible for him to see Nezha, who is only thirteen years old.

He just didn't expect the absurd reality to come so quickly...

The so-called human immortal master, who had forced the Shang vanguard, which had been keeping Xiqi in seclusion and raising the white flag of truce for many days, was just stabbed, swept, and impaled by Nezha...?
Ao Bing glanced at Wu Ji and then at the cheering Xiqi army, and couldn't help but smirk.

These disciples of Yuxu Palace, having come down the mountain to lend their assistance, would certainly have to show their true abilities first, to broaden the horizons of these people, so that they wouldn't be looked down upon or slighted.

Without a doubt, Nezha's 'debut' was a great success, and the reactions of those present spoke for themselves.

It not only brought great honor to Yuxu Palace, but also brought glory to Master Taiyi and Master Ziya.

After Nezha has fought a few rounds, my uncle should send me out... Ao Bing's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, he rubbed his fists together, and secretly channeled his profound power.

For some reason, the thought of his turn to represent Yuquan Mountain and Master Yuding soon made him feel a little... nervous.

You should know that he was never nervous when he was either venturing into the Demon-Sealing Cave or accompanying Nezha to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

Having survived such tough battles, why be nervous on the battlefield of mortals... Ao Bing calmed his mind and fixed his gaze, determined to succeed or fail.

Hearing the thunderous cheers of his soldiers, Jiang Ziya was also excited and wanted to shout, but as the prime minister, he had to maintain his composure and had to hold back.

Seeing Feng Lin defeated, Zhang Guifang looked grim and was about to give orders when he suddenly felt a tightness all over his body and his hair stood on end, as if he were being stared at by some ferocious beast. A commotion also broke out in the army behind him.

But then he saw that the soldiers in the army behind him looked terrified, and the banners parted to make way for four ferocious beasts carrying four Taoist priests out of the formation.

The four-headed beast king exuded a murderous aura, its fierce gaze sending chills down one's spine, while the four Taoist priests behind it were the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island.

"Sound the retreat immediately!" Jiang Ziya shouted.

But it was too late. The four strange beasts had just stepped out of the formation when, with a long howl, the warhorses of the Western Zhou side felt their presence and immediately went limp, trembling and collapsing in large numbers, causing their generals to fall to the ground.

Even the horse on Jiang Ziya's chariot fell to the ground, but fortunately Jiang Ziya had already jumped off the chariot and was helped up by Ao Bing.

"What a fine fire-tipped spear, and what a pair of fire-wheels!"

Wang Mo looked Nezha up and down as he rode on his Wind Fire Wheels and laughed, "You must be Li Nezha, the disciple of Taiyi Zhenren and the son of Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King?"

"Wait... Li Jing's son?"

Zhang Guifang was a little confused. The Shang Dynasty had ten generals, and as generals, how could he not know Li Jing?

Li Jing was a subject of the Shang Dynasty, but later, for some reason, he disappeared without a trace. How did his son become a rebel?
Nezha frowned and asked, "How did you know me?"

Wang Mo, riding his Bixie, laughed and said, "We not only know you, but we also know that you were a young hero who went to heaven to save your father and left behind a legendary tale of six men making a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace. If it was you, then it wouldn't be unjust for Feng Lin to die at your hands."

Yang Sen, riding on his Suanni, nodded slightly and smiled, "The Heavenly Court has always wanted the immortals of our two sects to submit to us. We've been annoyed with them for a long time. Well done, young man."

Gao Youqian and Li Xingba also praised it repeatedly.

Nezha coughed lightly. He hadn't expected that these four Taoists wouldn't start fighting upon meeting, but instead praised him first, leaving him completely bewildered.

Seeing that the four saints of Kowloon Island had affirmed Nezha in front of the battle, Jiang Ziya was also astonished. This was a scene he had never expected.

Is this the true value of the story of "Havoc in Heaven"...? Jiang Ziya couldn't help but wonder.

Yang Sen noticed that Nezha's fighting spirit had waned and said with a smile, "Nezha, you step back first. I have something to say to your uncle Jiang Ziya."

Jiang Ziya also called Nezha back to the formation, and he landed on his Wind-Fire Wheels to come to Ao Bing's side.

Ao Bing laughed and said, "Why did you stop fighting?"

Nezha coughed and said, "Who knew they wouldn't play by the rules? They came up and praised me first instead of fighting. You know I'm more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, this..."

Ao Bing shook his head and said in an old-fashioned tone, "You can't do that? Oh dear, you're still too young."

"Ao Bing, don't talk like that without understanding the situation. Nezha killed Feng Lin with three spear thrusts the first time he went to the battlefield."

Wu Ji chimed in, "Such a feat is nothing short of divine intervention. Those Taoist priests are no ordinary people; their mere mounts were enough to rout our entire army."

Firstly, he witnessed Nezha's abilities, and secondly, he was somewhat annoyed that Ao Bing, despite being relatively young, acted like an old man, pontificating about the world.

Ao Bing glanced at the strange beasts and then at Wu Ji, a smirk playing on his lips: "Just a few bastards. Do you believe they can do anything to our warhorses? I can do the same to them later."

Wu Ji glanced at the fallen warhorses, then at the several ferocious beasts, and laughed: "Hahaha, bragging!"

Ao Bing raised an eyebrow: "Whether it's bragging or not, you'll know once you ask your martial uncle to let me go."

Wu Ji looked at Jiang Ziya, who was talking to Wang Mo at that moment.

Wang Mo said, "Jiang Ziya, a few days ago we asked you and Ji Fa to go to Chaoge to apologize and to open the treasury and granary to reward the Shang army. What do you think about it?"

Jiang Ziya said, "This matter is of great importance, please allow me a few more days to consider it."

Yang Sen preemptively retorted angrily, "Jiang Ziya, don't think we can't see through your delaying tactic. We only didn't want to push things too far because we know you're also a cultivator and you were only invited by Brother Wen to help the Shang Dynasty out of its predicament. But don't be so shameless as to treat us like fools." Jiang Ziya sighed, "Brother Gao, you flatter me. How could Jiang Shang dare to say that?!"

Li Xingba angrily said, "Today you invited Nezha, a junior, to help you. Did you invite others to help you later? Hmph, this time we won't give you another chance."

Jiang Ziya's expression changed: "Fellow Daoists, as immortals, do you truly intend to get involved in this mortal conflict?"

Li Xingba angrily said, "If you don't agree, then don't blame us."

As they gripped their mounts, the four beasts roared, their sounds echoing in all directions. The rolling sound waves, mixed with a black, ferocious aura, formed a storm that swept towards Xiqi.

"Retreat quickly!" Jiang Ziya hurriedly said.

"hold head high!"

Ao Bing pointed at Wu Ji, indicating that he should cover his ears, and then opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar that shook the heavens and earth, forming sound waves that instantly impacted all directions, and the terrifying storm of evil energy instantly disintegrated.

Wang Mo was shocked: "Dragon Roar Divine Power? Jiang Ziya even invited a master?"

The roars of dragons, the cries of phoenixes, the howls of tigers, the roars of unicorns, and the roars of lions were originally the sounds of these first-rate races in the primordial world, and their power was immense.

Later, some great masters used their voices to create these sound wave-based supernatural powers.

The dragon's roar continued unabated, and the group's expressions changed. They quickly formed hand seals and channeled their magic to defend themselves. However, the four strange beasts beneath them cried out in alarm upon hearing the sound and collapsed to the ground, trembling. They nearly knocked the group off their feet and made them fall flat on their faces.

No matter how much they shouted and gave orders, the four strange beasts just lay on the ground, trembling, and dared not get up.

Zhang Guifang's army formation at the rear was thrown into disarray, with warhorses falling, convulsing, and foaming at the mouth, looking even worse than the warhorses of Xiqi.

"Cough cough!"

Ao Bing coughed and said, "Sorry, I haven't been drinking much water lately, so my throat is a bit dry."

At this moment, the place where hundreds of thousands of people lived was completely silent, everyone was stunned.

Jiang Ziya looked at his junior apprentice, then at Zhang Guifang and his 100,000-strong army, who were in complete disarray, and his face was filled with shock and confusion.

The contents of Yu Ding's letter of introduction seemed to reappear in my mind.

Ziya's junior brother, my disciple Ao Bing, is still young, his skills are not yet proficient, and his abilities are meager...

This step... is it called a lack of skill?

This step... is called low skill?

Apart from the first two sentences, or rather, the first three sentences, the rest don't seem to match up.

Oh right, Ao Bing is the third prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace. This is his best skill, and he just happened to be there. He doesn't know anything else besides this... Jiang Ziya tried to convince himself.

only……

He looked at Zhang Guifang and his army, who were struggling to get up. Just this skill alone shows that they are not incompetent.
At this moment, within the Yin Shang camp, only the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island, with their profound cultivation, did not appear to be in such a sorry state.

"Who...who are you?" Wang Mo asked in surprise.

Ao Bing proudly declared, "I am Ao Bing, a disciple of the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Golden Cloud Cave on Jade Spring Mountain!"

"Jinxia Cave on Yuquan Mountain?"

The Four Saints of Kowloon Island exchanged glances and saw the astonishment on each other's faces: "He's actually Yu Ding's disciple?"

Seeing this, Ao Bing nodded in satisfaction. His master was indeed renowned outside, and he couldn't afford to lose face!

"But didn't Yu Ding only have Yang Jian and Long Ji as his disciples?" Gao Youqian asked in surprise.

Li Xingba glanced at the group and asked, "You're not afraid of Yu Ding, are you?"

Wang Mo, Yang Sen, and Gao Youqian exchanged glances but remained silent.

Wang Mo coughed and said, "I'm not afraid, but don't mention the Jade Cauldron's Immortal-Slaying Sword. Cough cough, I've seen it once, and it's definitely something special."

Yang Sen and Gao Youqian nodded in agreement.

Li Xingba snorted, "Hmph, even if he were here today, I wouldn't be afraid. Why would I be afraid of his disciple? Junior, take this!"

But then his magic transformed into a giant hand that blotted out the sky and the sun, and flying sand and stones fell down on the spot.

"Ao Bing, get out of the way!"

Jiang Ziya hurriedly said, but Nezha stopped him and shook his head, saying, "Uncle-Master, don't rush, let's see first."

Ao Bing spread his hands, his right palm yin and his left hand yang. The yin and yang energies merged and with a soft shout, they transformed into a scaly dragon that soared into the sky, smashing through the magical hand and heading straight for Li Xingba.

At this moment, Li Xingba was unable to dodge in time. Suddenly, three white sword lights fell like a waterfall, meeting the Reverse Dragon before him with a loud bang. The terrifying shockwave directly sent Li Xingba flying. His clothes were disheveled and he was in a terrible state, but he was not seriously injured.

Wang Mo and the others looked at Ao Bing with shock. It was they who had helped Li Xingba just now; otherwise, that attack would have seriously injured him.

They all discovered something frightening, which was...

Li Xingba exclaimed in shock, "Heaven... Heavenly Immortal Realm?"

Yu Ding's disciple was actually at the same realm as them?