Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 274 Are You Scared?
Looking at the emotional faces, Zhang Huaidan remained calm on the surface, but he felt it was a bit funny in his heart. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?
If you didn't know, you would think he was being exiled to Siberia to grow potatoes.

"Senior Brother." Zhang Lingyu beside him whispered.

Zhang Huaidan was speechless. Facing pairs of eager eyes, he looked at Rong Shan: "Ninth Brother, yes, I do have some opinions!"

All the disciples were overjoyed. The Tenth Master was back, and justice was served!
They were so surprised that they almost cried out, but considering that the Ninth Master was still there, they quickly covered their mouths.

Rong Shan snorted and looked at Zhang Huaidan's half-smiling eyes. He had wanted to practice with him in his heart. After all, they hadn't fought each other for some years. He could take this opportunity to resolve his opinions with fists and feet.

But when I thought of how majestic he was in the Luotian Dajiao competition, I felt a little scared for some reason.

Rong Shan thought to himself: "Come on, come on, as a senior brother, I can't bully the weak. It's better not to practice with Huai Dan and take care of my junior brother!"

Rongshan felt somewhat proud and sentimental. It was hard to find such a considerate senior brother even with a lantern!
He cleared his throat and changed the subject.

"It's useless for you to object. This is Master's instruction. It's a special order from Master, and no one is allowed to question it!"

The disciples immediately sighed.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huaidan gave a helpless expression. Although Chou Laojiu was using chicken feathers as a token of authority, you have to say that there was really nothing he could do about him.

Rong Shan stretched out his palm as big as a palm fan and greeted: "Lingyu, don't just stand there, come here and practice with me."

When Zhang Lingyu heard this, his face immediately turned bitter.

Rong Shan's cultivation was so profound that when he first came up the mountain, he had already mastered the art of transforming into a physical form using Qi.

Although Zhang Lingyu is a genius and has practiced hard for more than ten years, how can he be his opponent?
During the time when Zhang Huaidan was away, Rongshan used chicken feathers as a token of authority and asked him to come up for sparring every day.

Rongshan was a big and strong guy, and he didn't hold back when he hit someone. Of course, he wouldn't be injured, but he would definitely be hurt.

Thinking back to yesterday's sparring session, Rongshan threw him three meters away with a hug, and his butt still hurts now!
Zhang Lingyu walked over resignedly, and Rong Shan grinned, looking extremely tyrannical!

The disciples were furious, and someone with a strong sense of justice shouted something.

"Ninth Master only knows how to bully the young master. What kind of ability is that?"

There was a moment of silence in the square, and soon everyone was filled with indignation.

"That's right, Master Nine beats Master Lingyu every day. If it were me, I'd be blushing!"

Rong Shan snorted coldly and was about to explode.

"I've heard a saying that the strong punch the stronger, and the weak punch the weaker. A strong man like Master Jiu must challenge the stronger."

"You're absolutely right. In my heart, Ninth Master is the most powerful figure on Longhu Mountain, second only to Grand Master!"

"Ninth Master is truly formidable. His cultivation is so profound that we can't even begin to catch up!"

Rongshan's cold face gradually melted away, and he felt a little flattered. The young men were so good at talking, so they should say more.

Zhang Huaidan looked at him with a calm face, but his ears moved around, trying his best to catch all the compliments, and it was obvious that he was very pleased.

"So, Master Nine, Master Lingyu is no match for you at all. We've grown tired of seeing him these days, so it's best not to practice against him anymore."

Rong Shan said with a straight face, "You have some truth in what you said. It is exactly what I want. Lingyu, we will not practice together today. You should have a good rest."

When Zhang Lingyu heard this, his nose felt a little sore.

"Everyone..." He, like his fellow disciples, had suffered from Rongshan's "oppression" during this period. He originally thought that he could not escape today, but he did not expect that everyone would unite as one to rescue him from the "disaster". However, he could do nothing. Zhang Lingyu felt very uncomfortable.

The disciples looked into his eyes, each with mixed feelings. This young master was just too kind-hearted!
Rong Shan looked at everyone's expressions and his face turned serious: "What are you all looking at? You're making me look like a bad guy. Cheer up and remember, Ninth Master is doing this for your own good!"

"Let's skip today's sparring and start directly with the 'Er Shan Zeng Gong Mini Class'!"

Everyone sighed. During this period of time, they had also gained experience from Rongshan's training.

Generally speaking, the Ninth Master would require his disciples to gather at the square before 6:30. Those who didn't arrive on time would not be given breakfast. Then he would beat the Junior Master in the square, under the euphemism of "high-level sparring". What followed was an intensive "Rongshan Enhancement Class", where you could do whatever you wanted and be directed around in circles, and you couldn't go back to your room to sleep until 9 o'clock in the evening.

When everyone was feeling hopeless, Zhang Huaidan laughed out loud and said, "Pfft! What a ridiculous name!"

Rongshan glared at him fiercely, but there was nothing he could do to him.

Huaidan has grown up and its wings have become stronger. It is no longer the little radish that could spin three circles with a flick.

Thinking of this, Rongshan turned his attention to his disciples. It seems that the intensity of today's "Power-Increasing Class" must be increased by 20%!

When the disciples saw his gaze, they all felt nervous.

At this time.

A clever little guy yelled, "Ninth Master, this won't work! Without 'high-level sparring', today's training won't be complete!"

"That's right. I still remember you solemnly saying that 'high-level sparring' is meant to allow everyone to understand realms they haven't yet reached, and then, based on their own actual conditions, find the path of cultivation that best suits them."

"We've been doing high-level sparring every day since then, but it suddenly stopped today. It's hard for everyone to adapt. Besides, without a clear goal, wouldn't the 'Power Enhancement Classroom' be like a headless fly?"

Everyone was talking at once, and Rong Shan frowned in confusion: "Did I say that?"

"Master Nine is a good Taoist priest who always sticks to his words. It's impossible for him to forget what he said, right?"

Rong Shan nodded: "I did say that, Lingyu, there's nothing I can do about it, you see how enthusiastic everyone is..."

"Ninth Master, why don't we open our minds a little? We don't have to force the young master to do 'high-level sparring' alone!"

Even though Rongshan was a bit slow, he finally realized that this was a trap for him, right?

But before he could speak.

"Didn't the Tenth Master just come back? Ninth Master, what are you waiting for?"

"That's right, we can't wait to see the high-level sparring between the Ninth and Tenth Masters!"

The disciples started to make a loud noise, and the place was in an uproar.

"Master Nine, look how enthusiastic everyone is. You're wholeheartedly thinking about us, so you definitely won't refuse, right?"

Rongshan felt a little confused when he heard this.

Zhang Lingyu quietly wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Zhang Huaidan was happy. There are still smart people out there!

With Master's order, he couldn't interfere with Old Nine's actions. However, Old Nine was in a difficult position. Let's see how he would handle it! Rong Shan's eyes lit up at this moment, and he said seriously, "I am the senior brother, Huaidan is the junior brother. Senior brothers and junior brothers should be united and friendly, and not fight among themselves. Hmm! This is not good! We absolutely cannot encourage it!"

Zhang Lingyu wiped his sweat, his eyes almost rolled back to his head. He had been beaten up by his ninth senior brother for more than a month!

Zhang Huaidan was struck by five thunderbolts. At this moment, he believed from the bottom of his heart that if Senior Brother Rongshan could practice the Five Thunders Method, he would be able to achieve great success within half an hour!
This person is simply born to be a thundering saint!

The excited disciples were also stunned. All sounds in the square disappeared in an instant, and everyone looked at Rongshan with incredible eyes.

Rong Shan raised the corner of his lips slightly, a little disappointed with his own perfect excuse...

Someone had a dazed look on their face, muttering like a puppet: "Ninth Master, you... when you say something like that, don't you... blush?"

The disciples turned their heads dully to look at Zhang Lingyu, then turned back dully, as if doing some kind of stiff mechanical movement.

Rongshan felt everyone's gaze.

Yo!
You know what, his face turned red in an instant!

"What's the point of blushing? Master, I'm just thinking about the friendship between brothers. Besides, Huaidan has come back in a bad state. How can I ask him to help me as soon as we meet? He should rest well."

Rong Shan had a stern face, the blush still on his face. He waved his hand nonchalantly, "Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later!"

The disciples looked at each other, and suddenly someone whispered something.

"Master Nine, you're not sure, are you?"

"What!" Rong Shan almost jumped up. "Who said I'm not sure? Who said that? Stand up!"

The doormen said nothing.

Zhang Huaidan was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry, as he saw Rongshan already beginning to show his strength in a hurry.

He bent his right arm, his explosive biceps bulging out his dark blue robe. "Look carefully, boys! What is this? This arm is thicker than a tree trunk! I can flatten Huaidan with this blow. Do you believe it?"

The disciples swallowed their saliva, thinking that the Ninth Master's big muscles were no joke.

I don’t know if the Tenth Master can be beaten flat, but the Young Master can’t handle it anyway.

The corners of Zhang Huaidan's mouth twitched, but Rongshan was still not satisfied. He waved his palms as big as palm leaves, and the sound of wind whistled through his fingers. He clenched his fists, and his iron fists as big as casserole pots gleamed in the morning light. "Do you see my big fists? I, your highness, never brag. With a blow of my two fists, hey! I can knock Huaidan straight to the foot of the mountain!"

The disciples looked at the hard fist that was bigger than their heads, and the few smart people who had been shouting happily just now also swallowed their saliva.

I don’t know if Master Huaidan can be defeated, but I saw it yesterday. Master Rongshan’s fist destroyed Master Lingyu’s Yang Wulei.

If they get punched, they'll be covered in bruises!

'Bang bang bang! '

Rong Shan slapped his chest vigorously and roared, "Master, I have a physique that has been cultivated through decades of practicing both body and soul. Even if Huaidan, with his thin arms and legs, throws a hundred punches at me, I won't even breathe!"

Everyone looked at each other, Master Rongshan was so powerful!
Yes, if Master Rongshan didn't have the power, how could he have "bullied" them so much that they dared not say a word?
Zhang Huaidan said with a smile: "Ninth Brother, I know you are awesome, but can you please not always bring me along?"

Rong Shan smiled proudly: "You all know what Master is capable of, right? Line up and stand up. Today's bonus is small..."

"Ninth Master, you've said so much, but it seems you haven't mentioned the high-level sparring with Master Huaidan!"

Everyone suddenly woke up. Yes, Master Ninth was so powerful, he could beat people down and slap them away, so why didn’t he ever mention a fight with Master Huaidan?

Rong Shan's face, which had finally faded, immediately turned red: "I've said it several times, this is because Huaidan just came back..."

"Master Nine, are you afraid of Master Huaidan?"

"What!" Rong Shan's eyes widened as big as copper bells: "I would be afraid of Huai Dan!"

He exhaled heavily from his nostrils: "I watched Huaidan grow up. I'm afraid of no one but him. Anyone who says that will not be allowed to eat in the morning!"

The person who spoke looked aggrieved: "Master Jiu, I was just saying it casually, why are you so anxious?"

Rongshan is in a hurry!
"Am I in a hurry?"

Everyone nodded silently, and Rongshan's face couldn't help but twitch.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Huaidan laughed unkindly.

Zhang Lingyu had a hard time holding back his laughter.

Rong Shan's old face fell, and his lips trembled as he said something.

"Xiao Jianzi, you can't say that about Ninth Master. He's very powerful. He must have some unspeakable reasons for declining."

Rong Shan felt warm in his heart and his expression became much better. It seemed that he had been very successful in his disciples' teachings these days...

"Think about it. At the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the Tenth Master was so powerful. The Ninth Master must have known he was no match for him, but he was too embarrassed to admit it, so he came up with a bunch of excuses. How could you be so inconsiderate that you had to force the Ninth Master to this point?"

Rongshan was stunned.

The Taoist boy who had spoken looked over innocently and said, "Master Nine, I've taught Little Jianzi a lesson. Can I have breakfast today?"

Rong Shan's face trembled, and his lifeless eyes swept over the disciples in front of him.

All the disciples understood, and now they completely understood why Ninth Master always avoided the topic!

Zhang Huaidan shrugged his shoulders. There was actually such a talent on Longhu Mountain!
Zhang Lingyu smacked his lips: "Poor Ninth Brother..."

"I understand now. It turns out that Ninth Master is afraid of Tenth Master, so he doesn't dare to engage in a 'high-level confrontation'!"

"Although Master Huaidan's performance at the Luotian Grand Ceremony was impressive, Master Jiu is so huge, there's no way he's fake, right?"

"I know this. There are people in our village who are bloated and look very big, but they actually fall down if you poke them. Ninth Master's condition should be different—simply strong!"

The disciples were whispering among themselves. Rong Shan's eyebrows twitched and he gritted his teeth. "Who said I was scared, Huaidan! Come, practice with me!"

Zhang Huaidan smiled and said, "Ninth Senior Brother, that's not necessary."

Rong Shan said with a serious face: "Come up!"

Zhang Huaidan had no choice but to step forward.

The chattering disciples shut up and became a little confused. Could it be that Master Nine was really not afraid of Master Huaidan?
These confused looks helped Rongshan regain some confidence!

(End of this chapter)