Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

After these words were spoken, the surroundings became much quieter.

Rong Shan chuckled and said, "Where have you improved so much?"

"Croak!" Zhengping's heart skipped a beat, and he had a very bad premonition. He subconsciously let out a croak: "Tenth Master, I... I'm stupid. I've been cultivating for almost two years, and the golden light can barely flow like water. How can that be considered progress?"

Zhengping felt ashamed.

He was an extraordinary person who acquired his talents later in life. He put in a lot of effort to become Qian Dahu's disciple and be sent to Longhu Mountain to cultivate.

Over two years, the golden light, barely as thin as water, barely covered his entire body.

They belong to the worst group among the current disciples.

Zhang Huaidan's sudden remark made his heart pound.

Perhaps we should just accept the financial loss; we won't need to ask our families for help, and our allowance won't be needed for a banquet.

Zhang Huaidan feigned displeasure: "Are you questioning my judgment?"

Zhengping shuddered.

Unlike Ninth Master, Tenth Master was always elusive and rarely seen, so he wasn't very well-known.

But at least he entered the circle of supernatural beings.

It is perfectly clear how outrageous the Tenth Master is.

Doubt his judgment?
Even the Tang Clan leader probably wouldn't have the guts to do that.

Zhengping's mind raced, and Zhang Huaidan continued, "Senior brother, how about this? According to your theory, you first throw a big party for Zhengping, and then Zhengping throws a big party for you, what do you say?"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples present were filled with surprise and doubt.

What kind of move is this, Tenth Master?

Zhengping was clearly among the worst of the bunch of trash, so how did his cultivation level improve?

Good guy!
Ninth Master is shameless, and Tenth Master is calling a deer a horse, isn't he!

However, as long as Master Jiu suffers a setback, I'll accept calling a deer a horse!
"That makes sense! Tenth Master is absolutely right! I agree, I wholeheartedly agree!"

"Zhengping, congratulations on your progress in cultivation! Ninth Master, don't hesitate, pay up! I know a place that serves exceptionally fresh fish!"

"Master Jiu, I... I want to eat bird's nest, I want to eat shark fin!"

Goodness, that almost stunned Rongshan!

He's just shameless; Huai Dan is talking nonsense here!

Annoying!

So annoying!

Zhang Lingyu looked conflicted. Could it be that the idea that he could control Ninth Senior Brother was just nonsense?
Ugh!
Even the senior brother couldn't defeat the ninth senior brother from a theoretical point of view, which shows just how profound the ninth senior brother's theoretical skills are!
If only it could be used for the right purposes.

Rong Shan said with a stern face: "Huai Dan, it's not acceptable to be unreasonable. You should know that justice resides in the hearts of the people. Don't come here to cause trouble for your senior brother. At worst, I won't take your money."

Zhengping was stunned for a moment: "Ninth, Ninth Master, what, what is a wedding gift?"

Zhengping felt intensely that his brain cells were about to cry for help.

Rong Shan was baffled: "What's the problem? You're celebrating for me, aren't you going to give me a gift?"

The crowd that had been shouting were stunned again.

What do you mean? It's one thing to let Zhengping hold a grand event, but to also charge them a gift?
No, you can't get something for nothing like this!

Zhang Huaidan rolled her eyes, feeling her composure slightly shaken. She coughed heavily twice and said, "Good! Ninth Senior Brother is right! Zhengping, what are you waiting for?"

He said in a serious tone, "Since Ninth Senior Brother doesn't believe your cultivation has improved, then step forward and let him see if you have the right to celebrate!"

Rong Shan was completely bewildered and asked suspiciously, "Huai Dan, what do you mean? You want him to spar with me? Are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"

The stunned crowd was deeply shocked and wondered if Zhang Huaidan was talking in his sleep.

Pairs of eyes looked at Rongshan, then at Zhengping; even moths to a flame wouldn't be drawn to him like this!

Zhengping's mouth gaped open, his chin almost touching his collarbone, and his voice trembled: "I, I hit Ninth Master? Really...?"

Zhang Huaidan remained calm: "Is there a problem? Hurry up and get on board!"

"No, no problem, okay, okay..."

Zhengping walked out with a mournful face, looking as if he had lost his parents. He felt like he had used up all the courage in the world.

Rongshan put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily.

The laughter reverberated in all directions, and Zhengping swayed like wheat waves in the wind with the sound of laughter.

The disciples were even more terrified. How could a piece of trash like Zhengping possibly be a match for Ninth Master? Even ten Zhengpings wouldn't be enough to be dealt with by one hand.

What exactly is Master Shi up to? Did Zhengping offend him at some point that no one knows about?
Only Zhang Lingyu seemed to be deep in thought; his senior brother did indeed possess a unique skill.

However, the current gap in strength is simply too great!
Zhengping's realm of "golden light like water" was barely comparable to that of his senior brother Rongshan, a far cry from his own.

Last night, Senior Brother Rongshan's cultivation improved significantly. Even if he uses his methods, how can such a huge gap be bridged?
Looking at the trembling Zhengping in front of him, Rongshan raised his chin smugly, but inwardly he wondered, 'Could it be that Zhengping really offended Huaidan?'

After thinking it over, this is the only possible explanation.

Rongshan sighed deeply.

Stop the birds, stop the birds.

As the senior brother, he was known for his magnanimity and didn't hold Huai Dan's nonsense and sabotage against him. So he decided to teach Zheng Ping a lesson by taking a small action!
Rongshan stretched out a hand, extended his index finger, and clenched the other four fingers, waving it in front of Zhengping: "Zhengping, look, what is this?"

Zhengping wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ninth Master was a burly, tall man, and his finger was as long as a carrot: "Finger..."

"hey-hey!"

Rong Shan smiled and slowly poked at Zheng Ping with his index finger. Zheng Ping had no choice but to grit his teeth and cast the Golden Light Spell.

A golden light, like ripples on water, covered the body's surface, but aside from the major vital areas, at least 20% of the body remained uncovered.

This golden, water-like realm is indeed barely passable.

"Ninth Master's finger is more than enough to knock him down."

"I really don't know how he offended the Tenth Master."

"Poor Shohei!"

Everyone sighed, while Rongshan laughed even more triumphantly, and Zhengping closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

'Bang~~'

With a muffled thud, the clamor in the dojo abruptly subsided.

Zhengping closed his eyes, pondering which position would be most comfortable for him to lie down. As he felt the surroundings quiet down, a sense of unease filled his mind.

Also, why hasn't Ninth Master's attack arrived yet?
He cautiously opened his eyes and saw Rong Shan's index finger poking at the golden light protecting his body. Rong Shan's smug face stiffened, revealing a serious expression that startled Zheng Ping. After a few breaths, his face turned red.

Zhengping was dumbfounded. What happened?
Did Ninth Master exert himself?
How come he doesn't feel anything at all!

A few breaths later, Rong Shan, unable to save face, withdrew his index finger and glared fiercely at Zhang Huaidan.

"Huai Dan!"

He wasn't stupid. If he still couldn't see by now that there was something wrong with Gaodi's head, it must be Zhang Huaidan who was up to something!

Although he did not use any techniques, his cultivation was extremely profound. Even a single finger of his own power was something Zhengping could not contend with.

As a result, I used quite a bit of force, and my face turned red, but the other person didn't budge an inch.

Is this the strength that Zhengping could possibly possess?
He probably doesn't have the ability to know!
Zhang Huaidan smiled nonchalantly: "What's wrong, Ninth Senior Brother?"

Zhang Lingyu, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but chuckle. She was also filled with surprise.

Ninth Senior Brother couldn't even poke Zhengping. You have to understand, the difference between the two is as vast as 108,000 miles!
The disciples at the dojo were also extremely strange.

"What's going on? Ninth Master's face is all red. He must have used every ounce of strength he had, but he still couldn't knock Zhengping down!"

"When did Zhengping become so powerful? Goodness, he's been playing dumb to fool others, isn't he!"

"I think you're the pig. Just look at Ninth Master's expression. Use your ass to think. You'll know that Tenth Master is pulling strings behind the scenes!"

"Huh? How does this work? I don't understand it!"

"You can see that? That's incredible! I think only Zhengping and Ninth Master, who have experienced it firsthand, could see it!"

The crowd was making a lot of noise.

The message reached Zhengping's ears before he could even react.

He shuddered slightly, then blinked, realizing what had happened. In truth, he didn't know what was going on either.

Did Ninth Master really attack just now?
I don't feel anything at all!

Meanwhile, Rong Shan glared at Zhang Huaidan, who, of course, wasn't afraid of him. He clicked his tongue and said, "Oh dear! Ninth Senior Brother, why is your face so red?"

"Radiant!" Rong Shan's eyes widened, but his imposing manner weakened slightly. He whispered, "Stop playing tricks. This is a competition between Zhengping and me, and the main point is to ensure fairness and impartiality!"

The sound might have been faint to him, but it came through clearly, and the disciples nearly collapsed in shock.

Zhengping felt a chill run down his spine. All he could say was that Ninth Master truly understood fairness!
After saying this, Rongshan strode towards Zhengping again.

First, she tentatively poked him with her finger, but he didn't budge and even put on an innocent expression.

Rongshan narrowed his eyes and began to strike Zhengping with his fists and palms.

"What's wrong with Ninth Master? He's got brute strength, he's probably going to beat Zhengping to death!"

"Can the Tenth Master's methods withstand it?"

The disciples were terrified, and Zhengping shuddered as well.

Of course, Rongshan couldn't possibly kill Zhengping so badly. He initially held back some of his strength, but Zhengping didn't feel anything at all.

Without a second thought, he gradually increased his strength, and in no time, he was unleashing his full power.

All that could be heard was a continuous series of 'bangs'.

The disciples in the temple couldn't help but swallow hard. Although Rongshan hadn't used the Golden Light Mantra, his cultivation was incredibly profound.

Even without using any special techniques, who among those present, besides Zhang Huaidan and Zhang Lingyu, could withstand that punch and palm strike?

The result was a tie...

Not to mention showing any signs of defeat, it seems like they don't feel anything at all?

Zhengping, the person involved, was also completely bewildered. That's right, he really didn't feel anything at all.

You should know that even the slightest breeze can stir the hairs on your skin.

How could Rongshan's fists and palms be described by mere whispers of wind?
But Zheng Ping felt nothing at all.

Zhengping glanced at the tenth advisor, who had a half-smile on his face, and his feelings were hard to describe.

"drink!"

Unable to break through after a prolonged attack, Rongshan grew impatient. He stopped using his fists and palms and instead grabbed Zhengping, making it look like a bear hugging a little pig.

Rong Shan exerted his strength suddenly.

‘Kaka! ’

Cracks appeared in the floor tiles underfoot.

Zhengping, who was being hugged, looked terrified.

The disciples whispered among themselves upon seeing this.

"Is this the end of it?"

"Master Jiu really put in all his effort."

"Tenth Master's methods may have some merit, but Zhengping is too weak. If it were me, I might be able to block Ninth Master's move."

Just when Zhengping thought it was over, Rongshan suddenly released him, panting heavily, his face twitching violently.

"No way?"

"Even if, even if the Tenth Advisor was secretly manipulating things, the Ninth Advisor couldn't do anything to Zhengping!"

Everyone was shocked.

Zhengping swallowed hard, looking at Rongshan who was struggling and breathing heavily, and asked cautiously, "Ninth Master, have you not eaten?"

Rongshan froze, forgetting to even catch his breath.

Zhang Lingyu, unable to contain himself, burst into laughter, while the other disciples struggled to hold it in.

A rather unkind laugh came from behind: "Ninth Senior Brother, would you like to eat something first?"

In a panic, Zhengping quickly explained, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was, Ninth Master, I... I haven't eaten either!"

Rong Shan was struck dumb and took several steps back.

Zhang Huaidan gave Zhengping a thumbs up, and he put on a very innocent expression.

……

far away.

Tian Jinzhong also suspected that Zhengping might have offended Huaidan, otherwise why would he have suffered such a torment?

The truth soon came to light, and Tian Jinzhong exclaimed in amazement, "I never expected Huai Dan to have this trick up her sleeve. What kind of method is this?"

Because of the distance, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't see it very clearly.

In conclusion, without using his special techniques, Rongshan ultimately failed to do anything to Zhengping.

"But that's all. Rongshan is really anxious now. Whether or not to hold a banquet is no longer important. He has to win."

Thinking of the rivalry between the two fellow disciples, Tian Jinzhong couldn't help but chuckle.

As he finished speaking, golden light emanated from Rongshan's body in the training ground, and the disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't look at him, but at Zhang Huaidan, who had a gentle smile on her face.

Tian Jinzhong asked in surprise, "Zhang Zhiwei, don't you think that's necessarily true? Even if Huai Dan has some tricks up his sleeve, if he doesn't step in, how can Zheng Ping possibly stop him!"

He was well aware of Rong Shan's strength; after more than thirty years of arduous cultivation, he had already achieved the Golden Light Great Perfection.

He also knew about Zhengping's cultivation level. In just two years, he had barely reached the realm of "Golden Light Like Water".

A simple and crude calculation shows that there is a difference of more than ten times between the two!

Moreover, Rong Shan's cultivation level improved significantly last night because of Huai Dan, so the difference of more than ten times will suddenly become dozens of times!
Just now, Rongshan did not use any cultivation techniques; he only relied on the physical strength he had honed through the dual cultivation of body and mind.

Rongshan is not a superhuman who practices external martial arts, so even if he suppresses Zhengping's physical strength, it will only be a few times greater.

Several times and now dozens of times are not even in the same league!
Huai Dan's unknown methods might be able to help Zheng Ping close the gap by several times, but a gap of dozens of times is a pipe dream.

Zhang Zhiwei said softly, "Not necessarily."

Tian Jinzhong disagreed. Looking at the training ground, he thought to himself, "If Huai Dan were to make a move, dealing with Rong Shan would be a piece of cake, but..."

His thoughts suddenly stopped, and he stared intently at the distant temple, letting out a low gasp.

"What!" (End of Chapter)