One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"You! You've gone too far!!!"

Yuan Tao was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode. She spun the Nine Dragons in her hand frantically, but she didn't dare to throw it away.

They couldn't fight back, and they didn't dare to curse, so they could only stand there in helpless rage.

The morale of the Quanxing faction was completely crushed by Zhang Tianyi's two casual remarks.

Tu Junfang sighed helplessly, and Xia Liuqing also frowned.

No one was confident they could escape unscathed from the presence of this legendary Celestial Pivot Immortal.

Just as the Quanxing members were beginning to consider retreating, and the situation was almost one-sidedly suppressed.

Tap, tap.

From the very rear of the Quanxing group came a series of extremely steady footsteps.

A figure walked past Jin Feng, Xia Liuqing, and Tu Junfang, directly to the front of the formation.

This is a man who looks very ordinary.

She had short hair and wore a plain tracksuit.

His appearance is that of an ordinary person who would be completely lost in a crowd.

But as he stood there, the air around him seemed to grow heavy.

One of the two heroes, Ding Shian!

He ignored Tang Miaoxing and didn't even look at Zhang Chulan.

Those eyes were fixed intently on Zhang Tianyi.

Deep within his eyes burned a pure fighting spirit.

"Ding Shian of Quanxing pays respects to True Man Tian Shu!"

Chapter 196 Below the Pinnacle, All Are Ants! Ding Shian's Despair!

At the very front of the entire group.

The man with short hair, dressed in ordinary sportswear, just stood there, motionless.

His voice was steady, yet it carried an uncontrollable fighting spirit.

"I have long admired your reputation, Master. Today I am fortunate to meet you. I dare to ask you for a few pointers!"

The room fell silent after he said that.

Whether it was the disciples of the Tang Sect who were on high alert or the seasoned veterans of the Quanxing Sect who were ready to flee at any moment, they all looked at Ding Shian as if he were a monster.

"Pfft... Sizzle!"

A discordant sound suddenly came from behind Zhang Tianyi.

Zhang Chulan was tightly covering his mouth, his face turning bright red from holding it in.

My shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.

When he heard Ding Shian's words, the image of his second master tearing apart the heavenly lightning with his bare hands in Changbai Mountain flashed through his mind. Then he looked at the man in front of him who was seriously asking for advice.

This is like a kindergarten child with a small stick walking up to a heavy tank, patting the armor and saying, "Come on, let's practice."

Isn't this just like delivering a package to someone's door—suicidal?!

Upon hearing the noise, the Tang Clan leaders and Quanxing members all turned their attention to the area.

His eyes were filled with doubt.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zhang Chulan quickly coughed twice and rubbed his face a couple of times, forcibly suppressing the smirk.

He waved his hand around and laughed it off, saying:

"Oh dear, the wind is a bit strong in the mountains. A grain of sand blew into my nostril, and I couldn't sneeze it out..."

Please excuse my poor attempt at this! Everyone, please continue!

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang were speechless, thinking to themselves how unreliable the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion were.

Zhang Tianyi didn't seem to care about Zhang Chulan's embarrassing performance.

He turned his head slightly and took a closer look at Ding Shian in front of him.

"You want to challenge me?"

Zhang Tianyi's lips curled into a smile, revealing a hint of interest.

He put his hands back in his pockets, speaking casually:

"Little Ding, do you know that in all my years, there are very few people who have dared to challenge me?"

"Over all these years, you're only the third one."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan's gossip spirit immediately ignited.

His earlier struggle to suppress laughter vanished completely, and he immediately leaned forward, asking curiously:

"Master, who were those first two tough guys? They're so brave!"

"A formidable person?"

Zhang Tianyi rolled her eyes and pursed her lips:

"The first one is your own grandfather, Zhang Huaiyi."

"Back then on Longhu Mountain, he had just learned a few skills and thought he was good enough. He insisted on dragging me to the back mountain to spar."

Zhang Tianyi couldn't help but snort as he said this.

"And the result? I rubbed him in the mud with one hand for half an hour. In the end, with a swollen face, my master punished me by making me carry manure for half a month."

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched as he listened.

My grandfather's dark history was exposed in public.

"Then... what about the second one?" Zhang Chulan swallowed and asked.

"The second one is that little crybaby, Lu Jin."

Zhang Tianyi shrugged, his tone full of disdain:

"Back then, when Lao Lu was young and arrogant, he thought he was very powerful because of his advanced level of the Reverse Saint Realm. When he came to Longhu Mountain as a guest, he insisted on experiencing my thunder magic."

"I just went along with it. Turns out, this kid has a tough exterior but a big temper. After I beat him black and blue, he actually sat on the ground and started wailing in front of everyone."

"She cried while cursing me for lacking martial ethics."

Zhang Tianyi shrugged. "From then on, whenever he saw me, he didn't even dare to mention the word 'sparring' anymore."

Listening to this revelation, which can be described as top-secret gossip in the world of supernatural beings.

Everyone present, whether from the Tang Clan or the Quanxing Clan, was dumbfounded.

Zhang Huaiyi, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves?

Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders, whose life was flawless?

Either of these two is a towering figure in the martial arts world, capable of dominating any field!

According to this guy, one was rubbed in the mud and the other was beaten until he cried on the spot?!

Zhang Tianyi turned his head, his gaze returning to Ding Shian.

"Xiao Ding, these lessons from the past are right here."

Zhang Tianyi smiled:

"Now that you know the result, are you sure you still want to practice with me?"

Ding Shian stood there, listening to these chilling stories, but his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

On the contrary, his already burning gaze now blazed with even more intense heat!

"I am well aware of your esteemed reputation, senior."

Ding Shian took a deep breath and clasped his hands together.

"But if I back down because I'm afraid of failure, then all the martial arts I've learned from all these schools of martial arts will have been for nothing!"

"Please, Master, grant my request!"

"Good lad, you've got quite a temper."

Zhang Tianyi nodded, a rare occurrence for him.

Compared to those cunning old foxes who spend all their time scheming, he actually admires this kind of pure martial arts fanatic more.

"Row."

Zhang Tianyi stretched out one hand and casually beckoned with his finger:

"Since you're in such a good mood, I'll spar with you today. Come on."

The voice just fell.

"boom!"

The ground beneath Ding Shian's feet exploded instantly!

Without uttering a single wasted word, this "second best in the world" powerhouse pushed his speed to its absolute limit!

His entire body transformed into a black shadow that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and he charged straight forward with a terrifying sense of oppression!

"So fast!"

Gao Nan, who was standing behind, gasped in surprise.

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang's pupils also contracted.

They pride themselves on the Tang Clan's unparalleled movement techniques, but Ding Shian's burst of speed is in no way inferior to their sect's top assassins!

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

During the charge, Ding Shian's hands swept across his waist.