Chapter 2191: Passing on the Art Again

Faced with this attack, Zhang Xuan still did not dodge, but instead smiled lightly, hands clasped behind his back. Just as the force was about to reach him, he puffed out his cheeks and exhaled a breath.

Swish!

The breath formed a sword light in the air. Under Feng Jiang's full-force strike, the漫天 true energy, upon contact, burst like a punctured balloon, scattering in all directions.

It was also like a rushing stream of water falling onto an umbrella.

Ding ding ding ding!

The force splattered everywhere, striking the ground and creating a circular pit around Zhang Xuan, yet not a single drop touched him.

Walking slowly, strolling leisurely, breaking the attack with a single breath...

All of this cast him as a tiger roaming among sheep, not even on the same level.

"No matter how strong the force, as long as you find its weakness, you can break it with one blow. He's the same—not so fearsome!"

Lifting his foot to continue forward, Zhang Xuan smiled lightly.

Like teleportation, he swept across the uneven ground and in the next moment appeared opposite Feng Jiang, less than half a meter away.

Not expecting this man to be so powerful, his strongest attack having no effect at all, Feng Jiang was flustered. Just as he tried to leap backward, he felt his heel trip on something.

Thud!

He fell to the ground, covered in mud.

The surroundings fell silent.

Feng Jiang's fall was caused by the young man in front of him sticking out his foot to trip him. Such a trick existed only in the brawls of common folk, yet a peak Heavenly God used it, and it was remarkably effective...

Knowing what everyone was thinking, Zhang Xuan smiled again: "There are no high or low techniques; winning is the true way!"

At any other time, not to mention Feng Jiang, even the most ordinary lower-grade Heavenly God could not be hurt by such a trick, but now it had actually worked.

It was not because his foot was particularly hidden or clever, but because after breaking his opponent's attack and closing in so close, the other's mind was already in turmoil!

With a disturbed mind, how could he fight?

How could he win?

In a contest, it is not necessarily true that stronger true energy or higher cultivation ensures victory.

Otherwise, there would not be so many astonishing upsets.

"Have you understood?" Returning to Feng Jiu'ge, seeing his newly accepted disciple still looking puzzled, Zhang Xuan glanced over calmly.

Cultivators in the God Realm rely too much on martial techniques, bloodlines, and power. As soon as they make a move, divine power surges and true energy crisscrosses. Although this can indeed overwhelm an opponent, real combat does not depend on flashy moves but on the understanding of battle.

If you are fast but cannot hit your opponent, throwing a hundred punches in a second is useless. But if you throw one punch in half a second... as long as it lands, it equals victory.

"Disciple understands..."

Feng Jiu'ge's lips trembled.

He knew that for his teacher to obtain that token, his own strength must be in the top thirty of the Divine King Potential List, and defeating Feng Jiang should not be difficult. He just did not expect him to be so powerful!

But...

Being strong oneself and making others strong are two different things. Could this man really make him pass the Nine Phoenix Formation in such a short time?

"Oh? Then say it out loud," Zhang Xuan looked at him.

Feng Jiu'ge pondered and said: "No matter how powerful a technique, it is only powerful when it lands. Otherwise, it is just fancy footwork."

"Not bad, you've understood well!" Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

From the earlier teaching of the technique to dissolve the chaotic true energy in his body, it was clear that this disciple, despite two years without proper nurturing, still had his talent on display.

That was why he had boasted of an hour.

Now, seeing him comprehend so quickly... he probably wouldn't even need an hour!

"Are you... really a clan member scattered outside?"

As he was explaining, on the other side, Feng Jiang stood up. Though furious enough to explode, he did not charge over but instead looked at Zhang Xuan again and asked involuntarily.

"Mm," Zhang Xuan nodded. "If you don't believe me, you can test my bloodline."

With the disguise token, tests and such were mere clouds.

Seeing the other's confidence, Feng Jiang pondered for a moment and said: "Wait here. I will go in to report and prepare the Nine Phoenix Formation! Feng Jiu'ge was expelled from the clan, so he needs to pass the trial. You are a scattered collateral branch, so you don't need to. Therefore, as long as he passes, you will both be tested simultaneously..."

A clan member scattered outside, as long as their cultivation reached a certain level, did not need to pass the formation; they could directly test their bloodline.

Even he could not defeat him... that already demonstrated his strength.

Zhang Xuan nodded, said no more, and looked at his newly accepted disciple: "You have time to learn now..."

Going in to report and preparing the formation, even at the fastest speed, would take at least an hour or two.

This time could be used to pass on his understanding of martial techniques to this new disciple.

The Teacher's Word Heaven's Grant technique activated, his voice condensed into a straight line, transmitting the combat techniques and insights on martial arts he was about to explain.

Feng Jiu'ge was initially hesitant, but upon hearing the first sentence, he immediately became immersed, unable to extricate himself.

These techniques and knowledge were countless times more profound than what he had learned before. Wandering in them, the more he learned, the more he felt his previous understanding was shallow.

He did not know how long had passed when he saw Feng Jiang appear before him again. Only then did Feng Jiu'ge recover, his eyes shining with excitement.

In less than an hour of study, he had gained a new understanding of combat and martial techniques. Compared to this, his previous skills were no different from the fighting of ordinary animals.

Whether he could overcome the Nine Phoenix Formation was unclear, but if he encountered strong warriors like Feng Jiang again, even if nine of them joined forces, he could still fight!

"Thank you, Teacher..."

He knelt down.

Only now did he realize what a great fortune it was to acknowledge this man as his teacher.

Even these combat techniques alone, probably only the living ancestor could understand so deeply.

Seeing this former genius kneeling before a collateral branch, Feng Jiang's expression darkened, but in the end he said nothing and just snorted: "Let's go."

Following behind him, the two soon arrived at a quiet place.

Dozens of huge phoenix statues stood around, completely enclosing the central arena.

"This is the clan's training ground. The Nine Phoenix Formation is ready. If you want to back out, it's still not too late... Otherwise, once it starts, there will be no turning back!"

After a pause, Feng Jiang said.

Although he disliked this man, he did not want him to die.

"I won't back out!"

Feng Jiu'ge nodded.

"Then let's begin..." Feng Jiang said no more, flickered, and stepped into the central arena.

Hum!

With a soft hum, the mist on the arena dissipated, and eight tall figures appeared in view.

"Feng Xu, Feng Yuancheng, Feng Qingyan..."

Recognizing the faces, Feng Jiu'ge's fists clenched tightly.

He had thought that in the Nine Phoenix Formation, the cultivations would at most be similar to Feng Jiang's. Now it seemed he had been too naive.

A quick count showed that there were as many as five whose strength exceeded Feng Jiang's!

This... how could he fight?