Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 634 - 393: The Taoist Priest’s Head Bursts, The Power of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Blessed Land, Heavenly Master Strikes with a Palm, Yi Chengzi Truly Breaks Limits!
Zhang Lingyue emitted a powerful spiritual pressure all around, like a deity's abode, his fighting spirit high as he stared at Yi Chen.
Seeing their Supreme Elder so enraged and stepping forward, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Disciples below couldn't help but get restless, excitement flickering across their faces.
No matter their relationship with Zhang Longyi, he was a Dragon Tiger Mountain Disciple after all, and to see him humiliated like this sparked their sense of honor for the millennia-old sect, and for a moment, they began to feel a united sense of enmity.
Internal strife aside, when facing a formidable enemy, the different veins of Dragon Tiger Mountain could still put aside their prejudices and stand united.
"Brother Zhang Longyi, don't let this rogue disturb your peace of mind. The ability to endure what others cannot is crucial for accomplishing great tasks; momentary setbacks are insignificant," said one.
"The Yin Five Thunder is also one of the orthodox methods of our Dragon Tiger Mountain, not a heretical path. As long as Brother diligently cultivates it, it will likewise be a foundation for becoming an enlightened Daoist," said another.
A tall and handsome young Daoist walked up to Zhang Longyi, patting his slightly trembling shoulders comforting him with warm words.
This person happened to be among the core disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain from the Demon Realm, Zhang Menqing.
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He was tall and robust, with arms like an ape's and a wasp waist, his lips thick and generous, seemingly having a fair bit of prestige among Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples, and thus inspired a multitude of disciples to echo his sentiments.
"Brother... Brother Menqing, Longyi is very grateful for your encouragement," said Zhang Longyi.
"Brother is upright and strong, Rong Er has mentioned you many times in front of Longyi, saying you are exceptional in cultivation, and especially in the art of body refining, extremely impressive," he added.
"She also said that within our sect, many admire you, but it's a pity that you, set on pursuing the Dao, have no interest in the company of women, which is why you achieved such cultivation levels—Longyi admires you greatly," Zhang Longyi continued.
Looking at the first person to speak up in his defense, Zhang Longyi felt like a drowning man who had grabbed a lifeline, and for a moment, a touch of gratitude flashed across his face.
"Rong Er is my junior sister; she praises me too highly. Just the other day, she was singing your praises, Brother, about how diligent you are," responded the gracious senior.
"Even though the senior Yi Chengzi is powerful in cultivation, he shouldn't humiliate our Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples like this," added the senior.
"Brother, there can't be two Dragon Tiger Mountains. Although we've only returned from the Demon Realm not long ago, grudge ties tighter than broken bones. This heart of shared enmity remains unchanged. We need to draw closer and support each other between our veins," he lectured.
"Besides, you are Rong Er's husband, if I don't support you, who will?~"
The handsome young man exuded a strong leadership quality, speaking in such a way that Zhang Longyi was almost brought to tears.
Atop the high platform, Taizhenzi and Zhang Lingyue glanced at each other, then gazed down at the rare united front among the disciples below, and both couldn't help but nod in approval.
"This idiot Yi Chengzi has accidentally done something good, however foolish his methods," they thought.
"If we could strip off this man's skin and throw it to the ground, it will not only completely shatter Emperor Qin Ying Si's scheme but will also make my name, Zhang Lingyue, known across the world. This guy is truly merit beyond measure," one mused.
"Compared to the benefits at stake here, the competition between the disciples seems rather insignificant; it's merely an addition," contemplated Zhang Lingyue, his facial expression growing even colder.
"Yi Taoist, famous across the world, a man who acts decisively. Hesitating and dithering, could it be that you fear me?"
"Here's a thought: Since you're a guest, I don't want to be overly aggressive. Just apologize to Zhang Longyi publicly, and we'll leave the matter at that, how about it?" interjected Zhang Lingyue, unable to resist needling Yi Chen with his words as a cold light flickered in his eyes.
On hearing this, Yi Chen, who was gently stroking Miao Zi's head, paused his hand briefly. Leaning slightly forward, he wore a look of disbelief on his face, seemingly doubting his own ears.
"Zhang Lingyue, do you really want to challenge me, Yi Chengzi?"
The imposing Daoist slowly rose to his full height, his right hand constantly twirling three golden iron balls. His expression suddenly turned cold, "I have shown patience again and again, already giving you a chance," he said.
"Unfortunately, you failed to grasp it," he added.
"Let's see what you have to offer then," he challenged.
Yi Chen would normally not get involved in a fight if there was nothing in it for him, especially here at Dragon Tiger Mountain where he couldn't exactly devastate the old Gold Coin before him, but someone stepping out of line was another matter.
Damn it, it seems that recently focusing on self-cultivation has made me, Yi Chengzi, too patient.
A good person is taken advantage of, as is a good horse.
I, Yi Chengzi, must take action!
"Yi Taoist, please!"
"Sure thing." If someone is looking for death, Yi Chen won't stand in their way.
In a flash, both figures appeared above the cloud platform.
Today was supposed to be a day for Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Great Qin cultivators to exchange and compete in martial arts, but due to various reasons, it had turned into a confrontation between the top forces of both sides.
Almost simultaneously, both Dragon Tiger Mountain Disciples and Great Qin cultivators felt a sense of anticipation rising within them.
On one side stood a Supreme Elder of Dragon Tiger Mountain, recently returned from the Demon Realm. On the other, a genius cultivator with a rapidly growing reputation, unmatched in his time. Everyone was interested to see who was stronger between the two.
The wind raged furiously through the heavens.
Zhang Lingyue's momentum climbed once more, and a ferocious wind suddenly swept through heaven and earth.
It should have been a celestial being drunkenly crushing white clouds into oblivion.
The fierce wind radiated from Zhang Lingyue, surging towards all directions, so sharp that even the cloud platform below began to shake slightly.
Shock flickered in Taizhenzi's eyes, as he hadn't expected Zhang Lingyue to have held back during their previous sparring, his level of cultivation having reached such a realm.
With a slap of his hand, a beam of light instantly arose from the platform, fabricating a transparent protective barrier to isolate all auras, allowing the less experienced disciples below to relax a little.
