This time, Chuxuan took the initiative and directly and swiftly struck down the five unconvinced fellows with thunderous means, even deploying the Yang Five Thunder Technique that he had successfully cultivated.
The reason Chuxuan was able to render these guys completely defenseless in such a short time was largely thanks to the power of the Yang Five Thunder Technique. Although Chuxuan's fists were only imbued with a trace of the Yang Five Thunder, its might was not to be underestimated, instantly paralyzing the opponents' entire bodies and leaving them with no strength left to fight.
From launching his attack to ending the battle, Chuxuan spent less than five minutes in total, a remarkably fast speed.
By this time, all five disciples were sprawled on the ground, and Zhang Yuqing, standing to the side, wanted to go over and help them up.
Just then, Chuxuan suddenly said, "Zhang Yuqing, I think you'd better wait a moment before going to help them up."
Hearing Chuxuan's words, Zhang Yuqing was somewhat puzzled, and the steps he had been about to take to lift the five men came to a halt.
Although Zhang Yuqing did not understand why Chuxuan would say this, he felt that Chuxuan must have his reasons.
Meanwhile, the five disciples lying on the ground heard Chuxuan's words and saw Zhang Yuqing pause in his tracks. They couldn't help feeling a surge of anger, yet they could no longer muster the slightest bit of hatred toward Chuxuan, let alone rise up to resist. Paralyzed all over, they simply couldn't crawl up from the ground. This time, they were thoroughly and completely beaten.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yuqing still decided to help his companions up.
Zhang Yuqing walked over and prepared to pull the first disciple up from the ground. But the moment Zhang Yuqing grabbed hold of the first disciple, he felt a piercing sensation suddenly sink into his body, sending a wave of paralysis through him that froze his movements and left him unable to move.
Seeing Zhang Yuqing's state, Chuxuan knew instantly what was going on—he had undoubtedly been shocked by the residual lightning still lingering on their bodies.
Chuxuan looked at Zhang Yuqing with a faint smile, shook his head slightly, and stepped forward. Walking up to Zhang Yuqing, Chuxuan said, "You all just lie here for a bit! You'll be fine in a moment."
Chuxuan knew that his thunder technique had only released a tiny bit of electricity, so its power wasn't great. It merely paralyzed their whole bodies and kept them from moving, without causing any major harm, meaning they would recover after a short while.
Finally, Chuxuan glanced at Zhang Yuqing one last time. This Zhang Yuqing gave Chuxuan a very good impression; his attitude and character were excellent, making him the first younger-generation disciple of good moral standing that Chuxuan had gotten to know within the Celestial Master Mansion.
After leaving the place, Chuxuan encountered no trouble along the way. Enjoying a rare moment of peace, Chuxuan took in the picturesque scenery of Longhu Mountain.
As soon as Chuxuan returned to his courtyard, he saw a man in white standing right at the entrance. Stepping closer, Chuxuan saw that it was none other than the man in white he had seen last time, and by now, Chuxuan had already guessed his identity.
During a casual chat with Senior Brother Rongshan earlier, Chuxuan had learned that before him, the Old Celestial Master had taken in another young disciple who, despite his youth, possessed strength far surpassing his peers, rivaling the older generation of disciples and even proving stronger than most of them.Looking at the man in white standing before him and sensing the sharp, faint aura radiating from him, Chuxuan became even more certain of his identity.
A slight trace of surprise rose in Chuxuan's heart at the sight of the man in white. He paused for a moment before continuing forward.
Approaching the man in white, Chuxuan offered a friendly smile and invited him, "Hello. Since you're here, why not come into the courtyard and sit for a while?"
The man in white looked at Chuxuan, nodded slightly without a word, and walked straight into the courtyard.
Unfazed and completely calm, Chuxuan followed him inside.
As the host, Chuxuan naturally wanted to play the part. He walked over to the stone table in the courtyard, poured a cup of tea for the man in white, and said, "A visitor is a guest—please, sit down and have a cup of tea."
The man in white looked at Chuxuan, shook his head slightly, and said, "My name is Zhang Lingyu, and I've come this time to spar with you."
Hearing Zhang Lingyu's words, Chuxuan put down his teacup and looked at him. At that moment, how could Chuxuan not know the real purpose of Zhang Lingyu's visit!
Chuxuan nodded slightly at Zhang Lingyu and said with a proper, earnest attitude, "Zhang Lingyu, Senior Brother Zhang, I have long heard of your esteemed name. Chuxuan greets Senior Brother."
Looking at Chuxuan, Zhang Lingyu said expressionlessly, "It seems you already knew who I was! There's no need for such formalities. Or are you just trying to stall for time?"
There was a hint of impatience in Zhang Lingyu's voice, carrying a trace of disdain toward Chuxuan.
How could Chuxuan fail to catch the meaning behind Zhang Lingyu's words?
Yet, keeping a smile on his face, Chuxuan looked at Zhang Lingyu and replied, "Since you are my senior brother, the proper courtesy cannot be omitted, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the Old Celestial Master. Though I am no match for Senior Brother Lingyu, I would never resort to such petty tactics to buy time."
Zhang Lingyu glanced at Chuxuan, frowned slightly, and said, "Oh! In that case, let's begin!"
Chuxuan, however, shook his head, looked at Zhang Lingyu, and asked, "Senior Brother Lingyu, why are you so eager to spar with me?"
Without answering, Zhang Lingyu simply stared at Chuxuan with a cold expression, as if waiting for him to get ready.
Realizing he wouldn't get any answers out of Zhang Lingyu, Chuxuan decided to drop the matter.
"Since Senior Brother insists on sparring with me, I have no choice but to respectfully comply." Chuxuan smiled faintly at Zhang Lingyu, a confident smile lingering on the corners of his lips from start to finish.
Chuxuan slowly stepped back and assumed his stance, preparing for the battle against Zhang Lingyu.
Chuxuan knew that he was bound to lose this match, and perhaps even suffer a crushing defeat, but he still chose to accept Zhang Lingyu's challenge without a second thought.
On one hand, since Zhang Lingyu was his senior brother and desired a match, Chuxuan was more than willing to keep him company to the end. On the other hand, Chuxuan wanted to test what realm his current strength had actually reached, and to what degree he had mastered his cultivation method.
Chuxuan agreed to the spar with Zhang Lingyu precisely to put his current strength to the test through this battle.