"Arhat Overturning Heaven Seal!"
SWOOSH!
Instantly, a golden palm seal roared forth, a swastika marking its center. The seal was incredibly domineering, yet it radiated the righteous aura of the Buddhist Sect. Upon its release, the surrounding space twisted as one palm seal after another shot out, tracing a long trajectory through the air.
"What is that?" the crowd cried out in shock.
"What kind of Martial Arts Technique is this?"
"It looks like it’s from the Buddhist Sect."
The crowd murmured in astonishment. Before they could fully process what was happening, the palm seal had already struck Black Tiger.
Black Tiger was originally at the Fifth Grade of the Tongxuan Realm, but the Buddhist Sect’s aura suppressed his Monster Race bloodline, preventing him from using his full power. In that state, he was no stronger than a First Grade practitioner. Struck by the palm seal, he was sent flying backward.
PFFT!
He spat out a mouthful of blood as he crashed heavily to the ground, only to spew another. With just one palm, the victor was decided.
"So... so powerful." The sisters Hong Ji and Lan Niang watched the scene, covering their mouths in amazement. Dao Feng had just sparred with them the day before. At that time, he was no match for them. But today, that was clearly no longer the case. Once the Arhat Overturning Heaven Seal was unleashed, both Hong Ji and Lan Niang knew they would be defeated.
But to them, it wasn’t Dao Feng who was truly formidable. It was Wu Tian. To casually teach a Martial Arts Technique like the Arhat Overturning Heaven Seal was simply astounding.
Hong Ji pondered for a moment, then turned to Wu Tian. "Sect Leader, my sister and I are your disciples too. Will you teach us any powerful techniques?"
Wu Tian smiled. "I’ve already decided what to teach you. Don’t worry, it won’t be in any way inferior to the Arhat Overturning Heaven Seal."
"Thank you, Sect Leader!" Hong Ji was overjoyed.
Lan Niang, the elder and more demure sister, couldn’t help but feel a wave of gratitude as well.
Wu Tian knew from the Investiture of the Gods what was suitable for the sisters Hong Ji and Lan Niang: the Purple and Green Twin Swords!
The Green Tether Sword: Forged by the Founding Ancestor of the Emei Sect, the True Master with Long Eyebrows, as a demon-subduing artifact. Its entire body is a vivid green.
The Purple Ying Sword: Forged from the primal essence of the Western Tai Bai star. Its entire body is a deep purple, impervious to all evil. Together with the Green Tether Sword, it is the supreme treasure of the Emei Sect.
「In the Arena」
"I don’t accept this! I won’t accept it! How could I lose to a mad monk like you?" Black Tiger roared, refusing to concede. He gritted his teeth, scrambled to his feet, and began cursing Dao Feng. "You mad monk! You bastard with a mother but no father to raise you! You..."
Dao Feng flew into a rage. No one was allowed to mention his parents. He immediately raised his palm again, ready to unleash another Arhat Overturning Heaven Seal!
"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill him? You can’t just kill someone!" Black Tiger’s face was a mask of terror. He staggered back, but every movement sent a jolt of pain through his bones. That Arhat Overturning Heaven Seal had truly wounded him.
"Kill you? So what?" Dao Feng gritted his teeth, infuriated. His parents were his ultimate taboo. "So only you are allowed to kill me, but I can’t kill you?"
"You..." The words left Black Tiger speechless.
"If you can try to kill me, then I can kill you. Take this!"
Dao Feng’s palm readied to descend. "Arhat Overturning—"
"Wait!" At that very moment, Xiao Shimin shouted. He rushed forward and solicitously helped Black Tiger to his feet.
"How can you kill someone? Didn’t I say this was to be a spar that stopped short of serious injury?" Xiao Shimin glared at the mad monk, his eyes blazing with unconcealed fury.
So this is what it means to tell a blatant lie!
The Empress quickly chimed in to support him. "I heard you have the Jade Pure Kunlun Fan! That’s an artifact of the Fan Sect. Where did you get it?"
Wu Tian stood there quietly, watching this farce unfold with a detached sense of irony.
Shamelessness. Twisting black into white. Refusing to honor an agreement. Today, Wu Tian had seen it all.
"Men, arrest him!" Xiao Shimin commanded.
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers, clad in gleaming armor and wielding greatswords, advanced as one.
"Are you looking to die?" Wu Tian’s gaze was like ice as he swept it across the surrounding troops.
The air crackled with tension, thick with the smell of gunpowder. A bloody clash seemed imminent.
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. Master Li the Fortune Teller had no choice but to stand up. His aged face was a mask of determination as he declared firmly, "Wu Tian is under my protection. Anyone who makes an enemy of him makes an enemy of the Shen Xiang Sect."
A hush fell over the crowd at the mention of the Shen Xiang Sect.
At that moment, Yang Ziwei also stood up, his expression cold. "In my capacity as an Array Master, I offer my protection to Mr. Wu Tian."
The air grew even more deathly still.
The Shen Xiang Sect. The Array Masters Guild. Both were Nine Star Forces! Who would dare to be so reckless?
"You... you..." Xiao Shimin’s face was a bitter mask of defeat. Was his carefully laid plan going to fall apart just like that? How could a Three-Star Power dare to oppose the Shen Xiang Sect and the Array Masters Guild? He thought of one last desperate gambit and, though his voice was much weaker, he managed to grit out, "But Wu Tian is a member of the Monster Race, and a thief besides! Brother Bai and the women from the Fan Sect can testify to it! How can you protect him?"

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