Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!

The sound of the energy level advancing burst out three times from three people. The three promoted this time were Wu-Xiao, Dong-Chen, and Xiao-Ming. They were able to advance to the next level. Wu-Xiao previously had an energy level at the fifth level of the Immortal stage; now, he had shifted to the sixth level.

As for Dong-Chen, he had just recently leveled up. But he was, in a very short time, able to be promoted again to the sixth level of the Immortal stage, equal to Wu-Xiao now. He could be considered very talented in martial arts, just like Dong-Kuang.

The last one was Xiao-Ming. He had just leveled up as well. Although his energy level was still low, with high ability and comprehension no different from Dong-Chen's, he was able to increase his energy to the next level in a short time. And it seemed that in no more than two shichen, he could advance one step further.

Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!

While the sound of the energy level advancement had passed in less than ten breaths, the same sound also exploded again four more times in a row. The ones who leveled up this time were Ming-Mu, Yue-Lin, Jin-Xi-Fang, and Lou-Wei. The four had the same energy level, and their abilities and comprehension were not much different, so they leveled up at the same time.

It had been like this for a long time that they would always level up at the same time.

Back to the hidden-dimension spell space…

[The Slain Shadow Palm Skill: First Stance; Intervened Shadow Slaughter]

Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!

The battle continued unceasingly and more and more fiercely. From the beginning, Zheng-Fu remained as defensive as before, not retorting once. But even if he defended unilaterally, he was still not at any disadvantage.

As for the old man, he also did not show any signs of exhaustion or lack of energy. It was as if the skill he was using was just like flicking his hand back and forth. But in reality, the old man used quite a bit of energy on this first stance because since he had released it up to now, more than a hundred rounds of this stance had already passed.

No one could tell why he was still using this one stance even though he knew it did not work.

"I've already told you that this skill is useless to me. Even if you use it more than two or three hundred times, the result will be the same. Or perhaps I'll be able to use this same skill to strike back at you at that point," Zheng-Fu continued to threaten the old man and harass him as before. He even said that if the old man continued to use this skill, he might even steal it.

"Kid, do you think you can use it easily just by looking at me using it? Huh! You're too naive. This skill is not easy to practice. Even in ten years, you won't be able to practice it!" upon hearing Zheng-Fu's words, the old man snorted angrily. He did not like that Zheng-Fu said he could use the old man's skill.

"You don't have to wait ten years, old man. I only need one day. As long as you continue to use only this skill, tomorrow I'll show you the same skill as you!" Zheng-Fu was not just joking. He really could because, after seeing the old man use it hundreds of times, he had already started to get the hang of it.

And if the old man continued to use it, Zheng-Fu was confident that he could definitely improve it into his own skill soon. Although it would not be totally identical, there would not be any difference when being watched with the naked eye without noticing it carefully.

'This boy is much more capable than I thought! If it continues like this, it might be me who will be the loser... Sigh! I never thought that I would be defeated by this young adult. Normally, just the first stance of the Savage Shadow Shield Skill could easily kill an elementary Emperor stage martial master. But this boy...

It's not the time to use the second stance yet. Wait a little longer, wait for him to be reckless, then it's time... Huh huh huh!!!'

The old man thought to himself while analyzing the current situation and thinking about what he should do next because Zheng-Fu could easily resist his first stance, which normally, elementary Emperor stage martial masters could not do.

Besides, his second and third stances needed to be used only when there were a lot of shadows. At this moment, the sun was too bright, causing shadows to scatter in different spots far away from Zheng-Fu's body. Only Zheng-Fu's shadow himself could be used, which was not enough.

So the old man thought to continue using the first stance while waiting for the sky to be more convenient for him before he could take action by using the second and third stances, which were a series of killing stances.

"Talking too much is a waste of time!"

[The Slain Shadow Palm Skill: First Stance; Intervened Shadow Slaughter]

Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!

"Come in... Come in! Create a lot of them, old man!!!" Zheng-Fu said joyfully, coping with the attacks while observing the old man's stance.

Returning to the square where Zheng-Fu was previously with the three girls and several sect disciples…

"Both of them suddenly disappeared. They're still here just now... Where did Young Master Zheng-Fu and Senior Ping-Sang go?"

"That's right, they suddenly disappeared. After Senior said something, they both disappeared. Or did something happen?"

"I think we have to ask the group of Senior Xiao-Wu-Lin what happened there."

"Yeah, the group of Senior Xiao-Wu-Lin was there, so they'd have heard Young Master Zheng-Fu and Senior Ping-Sang talking before they disappeared."

Several disciples were chatting with the suspicion that Zheng-Fu and the old man who had used Ping-Sang's face in disguise had suddenly disappeared from where they were standing after the old man said something. No one knew what they were talking about other than the three girls who were closest to them.

But the three girls did not hear anything either because, since Ping-Sang opened his mouth to speak, the sounds of them chattering disappeared, leaving only the movements of their lips. Even if they could read it from their lips, it was incomprehensible because their lips that moved were not normal, but they were adjusted to be faster and then slower, so it was hard to tell.

"Senior Wu-Lin, do you know what they were talking about just now?" the small-breasted Wan-Ping-Ji asked suspiciously after Zheng-Fu and the fake Ping-Sang had left.

"I don't know either because I can't read their lips at all. As if it was completely blocked off to prevent anyone from knowing what they were talking about," Xiao-Wu-Lin replied to Wan-Ping-Ji.

"But I feel that it's strange," suddenly, the girl with a cold expression, ignoring the world, spoke with her cold face.

Huh...!?

Strange!?

"How is it strange, Na-Ying?" With some doubt, when Wan-Ping-Ji heard Na-Ying's words, she immediately asked.

"It's about Ping-Sang. I've never seen him like this before. Both his speech and gestures are as if he is not him," said Na-Ying, with a very confident expression about her thoughts. She had met Ping-Sang many times, so she realized that the Ping-Sang she saw today was not the same person she had met.

"Ping-Sang normally likes to be alone and doesn't talk much to anyone. I don't know why. But after that person met... Young…Young…Young Master Zheng-Fu, his expression suddenly changed into a different person," Wan-Ping-Ji said after she thought about Na-Ying's words.

"At this point, we still can't decide whether he is what we think he is or not. His true self may be what we see just now. We just haven't tried to open up and talk to him once."

Xiao-Wu-Lin had a different idea than the two of them. She thought positively because people tend to have aspects that they do not want to show to anyone. But when in front of the people they admire, their moods and actions may change.

"Let the matter of that bastard Ping-Sang be. I just want to know that is he... really Young Master Zheng-Fu?" Wan-Ping-Ji did not want to know about Ping-Sang, so she changed the topic to talk about what she was most curious about right now.

"He must be, judging by the humility and respect of Senior We-Uei and Senior We-Ling. If he isn't Young Master Zheng-Fu, then he would be an important person in our sect. But the chance of him being Young Master Zheng-Fu is greater."

"Why do you look so confident, Senior Wu-Lin? Or have you met him before?" Wan-Ping-Ji felt very strange at Xiao-Wu-Lin's confident expression as she answered her question without any hesitation.

"I've never met him before... I just tried to put together the information I gathered and analyzed and came to a conclusion. It was nine parts coherent. So, I'm sure it must be him," Xiao-Wu-Lin explained to Wan-Ping-Ji the reason why she was confident that the young man in front of them previously was Zheng-Fu.

"So it's like that... Senior Wu-Lin, you're so smart. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to think like you."

"How can you think like me? Every day, you just use physical strength, when will you be able to think if you're still like this?" Na-Ying had the opportunity and immediately taunted Wan-Ping-Ji, along with a creepy-looking smile.

After talking for a while, the three of them left because there was no need to stay any longer. And the other disciples also left because there was nothing for them to pray about. Everyone then left to prepare to cultivate and practice hard to be promoted to prime disciples and to enter the sixth floor of the Skill Hall to select advanced high-level skills.

Back at Zheng-Fu and the assassin within the hidden-dimension spell space…

Zing!!!

[The Slain Shadow Palm Skill: First Stance; Intervened Shadow Slaughter]

Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!

"Another, and more! Just a little more... With just two more rounds, I'll completely understand it," Zheng-Fu happily said after resisting more than two hundred times of Slain Shadow Palm Skill: First Stance; Intervened Shadow Slaughter in his clash with the old man.

The old man himself was starting to feel he could not fight any further because he had let out too much of this stance. Normally, it should not have been more than a hundred times before he used the second and third stances to close the fight. But this time, the result did not turn out as he had imagined.

It was the opposite of his opponent. Aside from Zheng-Fu being fine, his energy still seemed to be at its fullest, as if he had not even used the strength to defend the old man's attack at all.

But what made the old man most skeptical was the environment and the sky, which was always sunny. Although the battle from the start until now lasted more than two to three shichens, the sunlight was still bright as if it had only been a few breaths.

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