Chapter 1106: Heartbroken Hall Master Xing

Hall Master Zhou wept.

As the hall master of the Weapon Hall, he had devoted his entire life to the study of spear techniques, a full eight hundred years... If the other party had trained for a long time, that would be one thing—after all, everyone's talent differs; some are skilled, others are not, and there's no comparison...

The key was that this person before him specialized in fist techniques, and spear techniques... he had only practiced for two hours before easily defeating him...

"This... I can't remember clearly; it might have been more than two hours..."

Seeing his face twitch as if he might faint at any moment, Liu Yang felt a bit embarrassed and quickly explained.

Back then, to prepare for the challenge from the War Master Hall, he, Wang Ying, and Zheng Yang had exchanged ultimate techniques, teaching each other without holding anything back.

Because time was tight, they learned quickly, and when it came to learning spear techniques, it took about... two hours...

No, it seemed even less than two hours—was it an hour and a half, or an hour?

Too focused, he had forgotten... why couldn't he remember no matter how hard he tried...

Liu Yang's face was full of distress.

"Alright..."

Seeing him offer a word of comfort while looking troubled, Hall Master Zhou felt his chest churn, as if a mouthful of blood was about to spew out.

"I am Yan Qinghai, hall master of the Palm Technique Hall. Is there anyone who will fight me?"

Seeing the Weapon Hall master defeated, another elder stepped forward.

"Palm techniques?" Liu Yang frowned slightly, then nodded: "I'll take it..."

"Alright, you just fought, take a rest. Let me do it..." Wang Ying stepped forward.

"Senior Sister, he specializes in palm techniques, which are somewhat similar to fist techniques. You specialize in leg techniques, so let me do it!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Ying was vying for the chance, and Liu Yang shook his head.

"I just learned a palm technique from the teacher, and I've never tried it out. I don't know its power, so I want to test it..." Wang Ying said.

"The teacher taught me that move too, and I want to try it..."

Liu Yang said.

"Alright, why are you so lacking in manners? You just fought, shouldn't you rest? What if someone else challenges you later and you lose?" Wang Ying frowned.

"I just fought, but you saw it—it wasn't challenging at all, okay? I didn't even use a thousandth of my true energy, and I recovered in two breaths. I don't need any rest..."

Liu Yang said.

"..." Hall Master Zhou.

"..." Hall Master Yan.

"..." The crowd from the Master Hall.

Damn it!

Could they show some respect for their opponents?

They were still alive, not dead yet...

No matter what, they were the top experts of the War Master Hall. Being so contemptuous, did they have any regard for them?

Even if they didn't regard them, at least give them some face...

"You're the senior sister, so you decide..."

After arguing for a while, Wang Ying finally got the chance to fight by virtue of being the senior sister.

"Let's begin!"

With an excited look, Wang Ying approached Yan Qinghai, the hall master of the Palm Technique Hall: "I just learned palm techniques not long ago and have never fought anyone with them. I don't know their power, so please go easy on me..."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now..."

Yan Qinghai had long been about to explode with anger. Seeing her step forward and say those words, he roared furiously, showing no mercy, and directly unleashed his most powerful ultimate technique.

Rumble!

Before his palm even arrived, his force compressed the air, causing explosions like boiling oil.

Saint-level martial technique, Crimson Dragon Palm!

Legend has it that the Crimson Dragon lives in lava, scorching hot. The Crimson Dragon Palm, imbued with pure yang energy, can melt steel when executed.

With this move, Yan Qinghai was invincible and ranked among the top in the War Master Hall.

Whoosh!

Seeing his attack, Wang Ying instinctively wanted to dodge, but then thought that this time it was a palm duel, so she stopped, gritted her teeth, and executed the palm technique the teacher had taught her.

Great Compassion Demon Palm!

It was said that the teacher had just learned this move and had never used it in battle, but it felt quite powerful.

Their palms clashed.

Swoosh!

"Ah..."

With a cry of pain, Yan Qinghai flew backward. Midair, his suppressed cultivation level recovered step by step before he stopped, his face pale.

"Did you really just learn palm techniques? And never fought with them before?"

Yan Qinghai's chest ached fiercely.

"Yes, on the way here, the teacher said he had just learned a set of palm techniques that were pretty good and told us to practice. So I learned it, but I found it quite troublesome to train—you have to build up emotion. I only practiced it a few times, found it boring, and never used it again!"

Wang Ying said.

This move had a major flaw: it required building up emotion. She was only in her teens, what did she know about emotion? After practicing for a while, she found it boring and didn't practice much anymore.

"Boring? Such a powerful palm technique, and you find it boring?"

Yan Qinghai's chest hurt even more.

Although she had only used one move, the power of this palm technique could easily be seen to surpass all the ultimate techniques he had ever learned!

With such power, this girl actually said it was troublesome to train... boring...

"This move... can you... teach me?" Unable to help himself, he asked nervously.

"Of course! Our teacher is generous and magnanimous; he never keeps his techniques to himself. If you want to learn, I can teach you right now..." Wang Ying smiled.

Since she started training, she had never practiced such a troublesome move—having to gather spirit and invest emotion... it was too tedious!

In her view, it shouldn't be considered a powerful ultimate technique. Since the other party wanted to learn, teaching it wouldn't be a problem.

"C-can you teach it?"

Yan Qinghai's face turned pale, then his expression grew solemn: "Starting now, I'm joining the Xuanxuan Society. Anyone who tries to persuade me to leave, I'll fight them to the death!"

"..." Hall Master Xing.

"..." The other hall masters.

"I am Hall Master Wu of the Leg Technique Hall! Willing to compete with you..."

Everyone was silent for a moment before an old man stepped forward. However, before he could finish speaking, the hall master walked up: "Alright, fighting and killing only hurts goodwill. These two young friends have also expended a lot of energy. I think we should call it a day!"

"Hall Master..."

Seeing the hall master's obstruction, Hall Master Wu was anxious.

Weren't they here to cause trouble?

How could they give up halfway?

"Ahem, alright, Hall Master Wu, let's stop here for today. Since the Xuanxuan Society members aren't leaving, we can slowly exchange ideas in the future..."

Hall Master Xing said.

If they didn't stop the exchange, he feared that all their hall masters would become members of the Xuanxuan Society. If that happened, it would be embarrassing.

"Fine!"

Hall Master Wu also came to his senses, his eyes filled with reluctance.

The techniques and moves displayed by these two youths earlier were astonishing; he wanted to learn them... But seeing the hall master's demeanor, if a few more hall masters went to learn today, he would probably go mad. No, better to stop for now, and come secretly at night...

"Two young friends, may I ask where your Dean Zhang Xuan is now?"

Stopping the eager hall masters who wanted to continue the competition, Hall Master Xing smiled and looked over.

"Teacher went out early this morning and hasn't returned yet..."

Wang Ying replied.

"Went out?"

Hall Master Xing nodded: "In that case, when your teacher returns, we can discuss the exchange..."

"Okay!"

Wang Ying nodded.

"Alright, we'll take our leave then..."

With that, Hall Master Xing did not linger and hurriedly left with the remaining hall masters.

Traveling swiftly, they soon flew back to the Elder Council Hall of the War Master Hall.

Once all were seated, there was a moment of silence.

This time, not only did they fail to bring the students over, but they also lost two hall masters... Of the ten hall masters, only six remained, and it seemed a few others were restless, ready to leave at any moment.

They had thought to use the War Master Hall's demeanor and strength to attract talents through exchange... but instead, before they could attract anyone, the other side had attracted them first...

The more Hall Master Xing thought about it, the more frustrated he felt.

"What does everyone think of today's events?"

After a long silence, he couldn't help but look around.

"Well... the Xuanxuan Society does have its merits. That youth should be Dean Zhang's direct disciple, right? His fist techniques are truly impressive!"

"Indeed, this is the first time I've seen someone at the same level defeat Hall Master Chen with fist techniques! His spear techniques are also formidable; Hall Master Zhou couldn't even last a single exchange!"

"To be honest, I think the most exquisite was the palm technique. One strike felt like a dome covering the wilderness, giving a sense of being trapped in space with no escape..."

...

The hall masters discussed animatedly.

"Ahem!"

Clutching his chest, Hall Master Xing felt even more disheartened.

He had thought they would offer some constructive suggestions to change the current situation, but instead... they all looked adoring with shining eyes—what was that supposed to mean?

Did they think the War Master Hall's heritage was inferior to that of a small academy?

"Alright, let's adjourn for now!"

Knowing that the remaining hall masters were all awed by the Xuanxuan Society's fist techniques, body techniques, spear techniques, and palm techniques, and that they wouldn't come up with a good solution anytime soon, Hall Master Xing waved his hand.

"Yes!"

The hall masters bowed and withdrew.

The room quickly fell silent, leaving only him and an old man.

The most mysterious of the War Master Hall's ten halls, the Heart Hall Master, Liao Bujin.

"What do you think?"

Hall Master Xing approached.

"Reporting to the hall master, this matter has both advantages and disadvantages. In my opinion, it might not be a bad thing for our War Master Hall," Hall Master Liao said.

"A good thing?" Hall Master Xing looked at him.

He didn't see it that way.

"Undeniably, the Xuanxuan Society's understanding of combat is indeed formidable and tempting... But if we could incorporate them into our Qingyuan Empire's War Master Hall, wouldn't our strength increase immediately? Surpassing the War Master Halls of other titled empires would only be a matter of time."

Hall Master Liao said.

"That... I know, but given the Xuanxuan Society's current stance, how could they possibly join our War Master Hall?" Hall Master Xing shook his head.

"Actually, it's simple. Although the Xuanxuan Society is united, I noticed they are only loyal to Dean Zhang Xuan. If we could get Zhang Xuan to join our War Master Hall... these people would naturally fall apart," Hall Master Liao smiled.

"This..." Hall Master Xing paused.

What the other said was true; if they could get Zhang Xuan to join the War Master Hall, the Xuanxuan Society would not only cease to be a problem but would become a great asset.

But...

That would probably be very difficult!

"The dean is currently at the Half-Step Out-of-Body realm with a powerful primordial spirit. If we could find a skilled spirit awakener to nourish his primordial spirit and make it more rounded, once he cultivates that technique in the Heart Hall, even if he suppresses his cultivation, no one at the same level could defeat him... Then we could find this Dean Zhang, challenge him, and make joining the War Master Hall the wager... Hehe, he won't be able to refuse!"

Hall Master Liao's eyes glinted.