In his previous move, Chuxuan had defeated Zhang Yuqing in the blink of an eye, completely convincing Zhang Yuqing and prompting him to address Chuxuan as "Junior Uncle," thereby acknowledging Chuxuan's status.
However, the remaining onlookers among the disciples were far from convinced, and some were even somewhat angered by Zhang Yuqing's actions.
Chuxuan naturally understood what these fellows were thinking—it was nothing more than wanting to deal with him and make trouble for their so-called Junior Uncle.
Yet Chuxuan did not care in the slightest. Looking at the remaining few, he waved his hand and called out to them, "All of you, come at me together!"
Chuxuan was giving them a chance to make their move so they would be thoroughly convinced, while also testing the results of his own cultivation.
Upon hearing Chuxuan's words, the disciples were slightly stunned at first, but they quickly recovered. A trace of smugness arose in their hearts, and excitement showed on their faces. They had not expected Chuxuan to actually agree to a spar, let alone propose to take them all on at once.
While this made them feel pleased and proud, it also stirred a flicker of anger within them.
They were pleased because they had the chance to step up and teach this so-called Junior Uncle a lesson; they were angered because Chuxuan was so arrogant and brazenly claimed he could handle all five of them single-handedly. Clearly, he was looking down on them!
Chuxuan's words ignited the fury of all five men.
Chuxuan took his stance, and the five disciples launched their assault, charging at him one after another.
Faced with the aggressively approaching group, Chuxuan showed no fear whatsoever. He threw a direct punch straight at the disciple rushing in the very front.
This time, Chuxuan slightly channeled the Golden Light Spell, coating his fist in a layer of golden radiance that instantly made it appear even more unbreakable.
With a loud thud, their fists collided, and Chuxuan's punch directly sent his opponent reeling backward.
The fellow who traded blows with Chuxuan staggered back five or six steps before barely managing to steady himself.
Taking advantage of the moment, Chuxuan sidestepped to evade another disciple's attack, causing it to miss entirely. Then, with a backhanded sweep of his palm infused with a flexible, yielding force, he slapped that disciple away.
Seeing this, the remaining three disciples immediately pressed the attack. Exchanging a glance, they quickly devised a simple plan and closed in on Chuxuan from different directions.
Surrounding him from three sides, the trio intended to overwhelm Chuxuan and leave him no time to cope.
Seeing this, Chuxuan had no intention of giving up. He reacted swiftly, launching his attack at the disciple closest to him.
That disciple threw a punch straight at Chuxuan. Chuxuan rapidly closed the distance, reached out to catch the incoming fist, and moved backward with the momentum. Then, grasping the fist, he used a counter-push to neutralize all the force behind the strike. Just as that disciple was feeling somewhat baffled, Chuxuan gave a gentle pull and twist, completely draining the strength from the man's arm until not a single ounce of power remained, temporarily rendering the limb completely limp.
While the disciple stood there in bewilderment, Chuxuan pulled him forward and shoved him directly ahead, sending him stumbling out of control.
At that exact moment, another disciple was charging in, only to find that Chuxuan had slipped behind him, right as his own fist was about to collide with the stumbling, out-of-control disciple.
In the next second, the two collided. Although the charging disciple reined in some of the force at the very last moment, he could not pull it all back, and his fist still struck his comrade squarely.
The unfortunate disciple took another heavy blow, this one landing directly on his other arm, instantly draining both of his arms of strength and leaving his hands numb and useless.
At that moment, Chuxuan spun around, dropped low, and smoothly evaded the final disciple's attack.
Crouching down, Chuxuan swept out a leg in a low kick that caught all three attacking disciples in one swift motion, knocking them all flat onto the ground.
Having finished the job, Chuxuan stood up, brushed himself off, and looked calmly on as the five men slowly picked themselves up from the floor.
Looking at the disciples, Chuxuan smiled and asked, "Well? Do you still want to go another round?"
The disciples glared at Chuxuan with sullen expressions, clearly still unconvinced.
A faint smile touched Chuxuan's lips as he said, "It seems you lot still aren't satisfied. In that case, I'll give you one more chance."
"Humph, we won't be careless this time!" the disciples declared indignantly. In their minds, their previous defeat was merely due to poor tactics and carelessness. This time, they decided to carefully strategize so that defeat was out of the question.
Chuxuan did not mind in the least. Watching them prepare, he resolved to use lightning-fast methods to defeat them swiftly this time, leaving them with no choice but to admit defeat.
After the disciples finished discussing their tactics, Chuxuan smiled faintly and asked the five of them, "Have you settled on your strategy? Then I'm about to attack."
The five nodded in unison and replied, "Yes, we're ready. We won't lose this time!"
Seeing these cocky fellows so full of assurance, the corners of Chuxuan's mouth curled into a smile.
"Is that so?" Chuxuan asked with a light laugh.
Before his voice had even faded, his body moved in a blur. This time, rather than sitting back and waiting for their attack, Chuxuan took the initiative, charging straight at the five disciples.
Moving with blinding speed, he closed the distance to the group in an instant.
As the five saw Chuxuan right before their eyes, a sudden wave of pressure welled up in their hearts. They had not expected Chuxuan to be so fast.
Watching from the side, Zhang Yuqing had no intention of interfering. Although he had already guessed that this Junior Uncle possessed formidable strength, he never imagined he would be *this* powerful—fighting off five opponents single-handedly without the slightest disadvantage, and even appearing completely at ease. At that moment, Zhang Yuqing seemed to foresee the outcome of the Junior Uncle defeating the five once more, and a immense sense of pressure washed over him from Chuxuan's direction.
A faint smile lingered at the corner of Chuxuan's mouth as he threw a punch. This time, a faint gleam of light flashed across his fist—a detail instantly caught by the observant Zhang Yuqing.
The sight sent a jolt of profound shock through Zhang Yuqing, who stared at Chuxuan in utter disbelief.
That brilliant flash of light was very likely the orthodox Thunder Technique of the Celestial Master Mansion! How could Zhang Yuqing not be astounded to discover that this Junior Uncle had mastered the Thunder Technique in just a few short months?
Having been reborn and transmigrated into the world of The Outcast, Chuxuan had taken the first step on his vast journey. Watch how he takes that initial stride and walks the path to the very summit!