All Heavens: Simultaneously traversing the Primordial World and Shrouding the Heavens

Having received such a valuable item from Zhang Chulan for no reason, Lu Jin felt he should offer even more.

Practicing the Reverse Rebirth Triple Technique is too dangerous; it's better to get something from Lü Ci.

I can't get my hands on the Soul-Clearing Technique, but I can get my hands on the Ruyi Force.

After the group discussed their plan, the battle below began.

The martial arts they learned were all taught by Zhang Chulan and Ye Fan.

As for Ye Fan, he didn't understand any martial arts at all and just relied on brute force to get through. Only Zhang Chulan knew some martial arts routines.

Therefore, when the two fought, there were always some of the Celestial Master's Mansion's routines, in addition to some mortal martial arts techniques.

The more Lu Jin looked at them, the more he understood. He asked with some surprise, "Old Celestial Master, these two wouldn't happen to be your grand-disciples, would they?"

The old master was also puzzled. Who taught these two?

"It's just some fighting style; they don't know the Golden Light Spell."

As soon as the old Celestial Master finished speaking, the two people below shouted in unison, "The profound origin of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi!"

Golden light emanated from both of their bodies simultaneously, causing an uproar throughout the venue. Everyone looked at the old Celestial Master standing at the highest point, who was completely stunned.

He looked at Zhang Chulan on the stands with some annoyance. How could this kid have handed over the Golden Light Mantra to an outsider?

Forget it, I'll deal with him after this is over. Besides, these two are good prospects; they can join the Celestial Master's Mansion later.

Han Li and Zhang Tie combined their fists and feet, their pure physical strength cracking the earth.

However, Zhang Tie's mastery of the Elephant Armor Technique was stronger than Han Li's physical strength, and he managed to force Han Li to retreat step by step.

"Zhang Tie, watch out."

Han Li no longer held back, and directly opened his hand, a burst of flame suddenly shooting out from his palm.

Meanwhile, in the stands, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye both became serious. Could this flame be from a sorcerer?

Both of them had this question in their minds.

When Han Li threw the fireball, Zhang Tie was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly.

"Fireball Technique!"

Some of the strange people in the stands laughed when they saw this.

"What's there to be afraid of with a small fireball? Can't the Golden Light Mantra even stop a fireball?"

Although some people have never learned the Golden Light Mantra, they have seen others use it. This thing has extremely strong defensive capabilities, and ordinary flames are useless against it.

However, some people soon stopped laughing.

The small fireball started burning as soon as it landed, and it never went out, just like a firebomb that had been thrown out.

It cannot be extinguished until the fuel is exhausted.

This ability surprised many people; what kind of flame is this that is so strong?

Zhuge Qing squinted and, using the methods of a sorcerer, discovered that there was an unknown power within the flames, and it was this power that sustained the flames as they burned fiercely.

Although this flame is peculiar, it still falls within the principles of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

It can be controlled with water, but it must be water condensed from Qi.

The attack animation of the Fireball Technique was too easy to dodge. Han Li only made a probing attack before waving his hand again, but this time it was not fire.

A throwing knife flew out from Han Li's sleeve, heading straight for Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie used the Golden Light Spell to defend himself, but the golden light protecting him was still cut open by the flying knife.

The Changchun Gong records several magical arts, including the art of object manipulation.

For the past six years, Han Li has been training in this technique, and after learning the Golden Light Mantra, he also tried to use Qi to control objects.

Gradually, Han Li discovered that his energy could actually merge into objects and strengthen them.

He later asked Feng Baobao and learned that she also had similar skills.

Han Li also learned the weapon-refining skills of a master craftsman without any formal instruction.

The person most surprised by Han Li's move was Jia Zhengliang. Jia Zhengliang's older brother, Jia Zhengyu, had previously provoked Zhang Chulan and was beaten up by Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.

Now he's been beaten half to death and is lying in the hospital. He came here naturally for revenge.

I never expected that the other party would also have the art of manipulating objects. Could it be that they are also from the lineage of sword immortals?

Because he had never systematically learned how to control his qi, Han Li only practiced with a sword, but even this one sword made Zhang Tie very uncomfortable.

The difference in strength between the two sides is not significant. Although Zhang Tie has the advantage, as long as they can maintain distance and launch ranged attacks, Zhang Tie will only be worn down and killed.

Left with no other option, Zhang Tie could only raise his hands and say, "I surrender!"

The battle didn't last long, only five minutes, but it was considered very exciting by everyone.

Especially Han Li, this unassuming young man, who uses both flames and object manipulation.

Moreover, his own power is outrageous, and he even knows the Golden Light Spell. By all accounts, he is a genius.

Lu Jin turned to Lü Ci with a smile and asked, "Patriarch Lü, where is the Ruyi Jin?"

Lu Ci said with a dark face, "I'll give it to you later."

He was a man of honor, and Lü Ci was not one to be a sore loser. It was just a pity that he did not obtain the Tongtian Talisman.

After the first match ended, the second match was quickly scheduled, and the second match was between Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

After the two entered the arena, they also attracted a lot of interest, mainly because they both looked very strong and their blood and energy far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Pang Bo stretched his shoulders and said, "Ye Zi, let's just have a simple strength contest."

Don't use any weird or strange abilities; I can't beat them.

For the past five years, Pang Bo has been practicing the Spirit Binding Technique, as for the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic.

Yang Lei is impossible to learn, and the Golden Light Spell is too troublesome to learn. It's much simpler to bind spirits and command generals.

Pang Bo fought Ye Fan, but with Ye Fan using the Golden Light Spell and Thunder Technique, he was completely outmatched and instantly killed.

"good!"

Ye Fan smiled confidently, and then the two of them, without even waiting for the referee's signal, rammed into each other.

The next moment, it was like two large trucks colliding, and a loud bang was heard.

The impact of their collision created a huge dent. Ye Fan then punched Pang Bo in the face, while Pang Bo turned and kicked Ye Fan in the chest.

Ye Fan staggered backward, and Pang Bo also took the punch.

"Damn it, you shouldn't hit someone in the face, Ye Zi! I'm angry!"

At this moment, Pang Bo was like a raging bull, his blood and qi surging violently.

He opened his arms and rushed towards Ye Fan, who in turn grabbed Pang Bo's hands with his own.

There were no fancy techniques, only a pure contest of strength. The ground beneath their feet trembled, and their legs gradually sank into the ground.

Many people in the stands stared in shock at the monster before them.

"What an incredibly powerful cultivator! This physique is simply outrageous."

"Cultivating life without cultivating nature is nothing but an empty dream."

The people in the stands were making a ruckus, and Ten Lao was also quite interested in this area.

However, there was a group of people in the stands who looked at Pang Bo with somewhat strange expressions.

The young man with brown double-parted hair had eyes that had turned into snake pupils, and he was staring at Pang Bo without blinking.

Deng Youfu is a shamanic disciple who studied abroad, and at this moment he is in a state of inviting the spirit to possess him.

"There's a strange attraction to that young man."

A hoarse and aged voice came from him.