Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 134 Shaking her to put on the pill
After all, Han Yun received the inheritance of Lu Zu, and from the perspective of the lineage, Han Yun was already the patriarch of Quanzhen. However, because Han Yun was also the junior patriarch of Lingbao School, Qingxuan Zhenren treated Han Yun with the respect due to a half-master.

Upon seeing this, Han Yun nodded slightly in return.

Not wanting to overshadow the main event, he stepped aside to quietly observe the Dharma assembly.

After Master Qingxuan delivered his speech, the disciples from each sect continued their competition. Lu Linglong had won three consecutive matches, her pink hair fluttering in the wind, exuding a heroic aura that drew cheers from the audience.

Master Qingxuan's gaze swept over the spirited young disciples below the stage, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

He stroked his long beard and suddenly said in a loud voice:
“You disciples have performed exceptionally well today, but those who cultivate the Dao should avoid pride and complacency. It just so happens that a distinguished guest has arrived today.”

Suddenly, the master pointed his whisk in the direction of Han Yun, and all eyes immediately focused on Han Yun's excessively youthful face.

"This Fellow Daoist Han is a highly accomplished master of our time. Why don't we ask him for some guidance?"

The square erupted in an uproar.

The disciples who had won several consecutive matches clearly showed their dissatisfaction, especially Lu Linglong, who had just made a big splash, and curiously looked at Han Yun with her almond-shaped eyes.

Han Yun chuckled inwardly. This Qingxuan Zhenren clearly wanted to use him to teach these impetuous young juniors a lesson.

But it's fine to have some fun; consider it as making a good connection.

He slowly walked out of the crowd and said with a smile, "Since Daoist Qingxuan has invited me, I, Han, will make a fool of myself."

Before he finished speaking, a burly disciple of the Huashan Sect leaped onto the stage, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Liu Zhiyuan of the Huashan Sect. Please enlighten me!"

Han Yun smiled slightly, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and floated onto the platform like a falling leaf. This effortless movement immediately drew gasps of amazement from the audience.

"Please." Han Yun stood with his hands behind his back, indicating that he wanted the other party to make the first move.

A hint of anger flashed in Liu Zhiyuan's eyes. He immediately used the Golden Gate Jade Lock Technique, a direct descendant of the Quanzhen School. His true qi surged throughout his body, and his skin glowed with a golden and jade-like color. When he threw a punch, it brought with it the sound of wind and thunder!

Han Yun neither dodged nor evaded. Just as the wind from the punch reached his body, he suddenly opened his mouth and uttered a single word: "Stay still."

The disciple froze abruptly, his fist only three inches from Han Yun's nose, yet unable to advance even an inch further. He was horrified to discover that his entire body's energy channels were sealed by an invisible force, rendering him unable to move even his fingers.

If you look closely, you can see that it is wrapped tightly with countless threads of Qi.

The entire room fell silent. Han Yun slowly walked around behind Liu Zhiyuan and gently patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your kind offer."

Liu Zhiyuan then seemed to wake from a dream, staggering a few steps before exclaiming in horror, "What... what kind of kung fu is this?"

"It's just a bunch of petty tricks."

Han Yun smiled but did not answer, his gaze sweeping across the audience: "Is there anyone else who wants to try?"

"I'll try!"

A female disciple from the Pure Land School leaped onto the stage, her whisk spitting out like a silver snake: "Please enlighten me, senior!"

Don't underestimate the whisk. In the battles between extraordinary individuals, the bristles on the whisk are mixed with finely woven steel wires. When the whisk is used to strike someone, it is like scraping bones and cutting flesh, making it the most insidious and vicious method.

Moreover, this female disciple's whisk was a magical artifact that could extend at her will, making it easy to deal with ordinary supernatural beings. Unfortunately, she encountered Han Yun.

Han Yun nodded with a smile and casually broke off a willow branch from the side of the stage: "Please."

The female disciple let out a delicate shout, and her whisk transformed into a sky full of silver light, like a silver dragon soaring through the air. However, the willow branch in Han Yun's hand moved through it, and each time he lightly touched it, he precisely intercepted the whisk's momentum.

Like striking a snake at its vital spot, the opponent could neutralize the changes in its force. After thirty moves, the female disciple suddenly realized that every move she made seemed like she was deliberately running into a willow branch, and that all her moves had been completely predicted by her opponent.

Immediately, his attacks became increasingly fierce and ruthless, conveying a sense of deep-seated bitterness and hatred.

Han Yun shook his head and sighed, "Where does a young person get such a temper?" Then he struck her on the ground with a willow branch, hitting her on the back of the platform.

This stirred up a hornet's nest. Seven elite disciples from various sects went up on stage in succession, but none of them could withstand a single move from Han Yun.

Some people froze at his glare, some inexplicably fell off the platform as soon as they got into a fighting stance, and some found themselves back in their original positions halfway through their moves.

Lu Linglong's eyes lit up with admiration. Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she leaped onto the high platform with a somersault: "Lu Linglong of the Quanzhen Dragon Gate Sect, please enlighten me, senior!"

Han Yun looked at the energetic girl in front of him, a smile flashing in his eyes.

He naturally knew Lu Linglong's personality; this girl seemed lively and cheerful, but in reality, she was very stubborn.

"Miss Lu, please." Han Yun remained standing with his hands behind his back, even putting away the willow branch.

Lu Linglong glared at him: "Senior, are you looking down on me?"

"No," Han Yun shook his head. "I just think you have extraordinary talent and want to see your true abilities."

Lu Linglong gave a soft hum, assumed a stance, and a faint, shimmering white aura emanated from her body. She had already achieved minor success in the Quanzhen Dan Gong she had practiced, and through the dual cultivation of body and mind, her physical strength far surpassed that of ordinary people.

With a light tap of her toes, she shot towards Han Yun like an arrow released from a bow, her fist whistling through the air with a faint sound of a dragon's roar.

A hint of admiration flashed in Han Yun's eyes; this girl did indeed have some real skills. He didn't move, but merely turned slightly to the side, and Lu Linglong's fist grazed past his clothes.

"The power is good, but it's too straightforward," Han Yun commented.

Lu Linglong missed her first attack and immediately changed her move, sweeping her legs like whips, but she missed completely.

The audience below was stunned. Lu Linglong was already one of the best among the younger generation of Quanzhen, but her attacks were like child's play in front of Han Yun.

"Why does Senior only dodge and not attack?" Lu Linglong was a little annoyed.

Han Yun laughed and said, "You're not worth my time right now."

Lu Linglong bit her lip, then suddenly formed a hand seal, and a surge of shimmering white energy emanated from her body. She took a deep breath, and the true energy within her body circulated, subtly condensing into a protective wisp of energy behind her, like a dragon protecting her.

Although the Quanzhen Danfa (Complete Perfection Elixir Method) is a virtual elixir, it also has the wonderful effects of cultivating the Yang Shen (spirit), condensing the Qi Gang (vital energy), and refining the physical body in terms of the three elements of spirit, Qi, and essence.

A hint of seriousness finally appeared in Han Yun's eyes. He beckoned and said softly, "Come here."

Lu Linglong let out a delicate shout, her entire body empowered by Qi, her speed increasing once more as she charged towards Han Yun. This attack contained all of her cultivation, its momentum astonishing.

Han Yun neither dodged nor avoided, but simply slowly raised his right hand and lightly tapped with his index finger.

The imposing Lu Linglong abruptly stopped before Han Yun's fingertips, her inner energy crumbling inch by inch. At the same time, Lu Linglong felt her true energy vanish like a mud ox sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a force shook her head, causing her to stagger a few steps and almost fall, but Han Yun caught her.

"Not bad, you've already touched the threshold of transforming Qi into form." Han Yun nodded approvingly. "Given time, you'll surely achieve great things."

(End of this chapter)