Chapter 1200: Believe It or Not, I'll Punch You

"What?"

"This... how is this possible?"

Everyone's expression changed.

Mo Panpi even fell directly to the ground, utterly dumbfounded. Her idol, whom she had always admired, couldn't even withstand a single shout from the opponent and knelt down. What exactly happened? In an instant, her resolve and worldview crumbled.

"No..."

Everyone was in disbelief, and Zhang Jiuxiao's veins bulged on his forehead, looking utterly distraught. He was a genius! A super genius! The opponent's single shout had made him fall from the air and humiliatingly kneel, which he could not accept.

"I'm going to kill you..."

With a roar, he slammed his palm on the ground, flying up again and charging forward. He had charged forward to prove himself, not to be humiliated or beaten!

"Scram!"

Seeing him charge again, Zhang Xuan still didn't make a move, continuing to shout clearly.

Thud!

Zhang Jiuxiao fell from the air again, tumbling and scrambling away.

"Jiuxiao, be careful! Your mind is weaker, and his mental power is stronger than yours. He's using a Demonic Tune Master's technique to attack you. If you close off your hearing, the attack will be much weaker..." Hall Master Gou, who was nearby, hastily shouted.

Others might not have understood what was happening and wondered why Zhang Jiuxiao was so obedient, but he knew that this Zhang clan descendant's mental state wasn't very strong, while the opponent's was terrifyingly powerful, which was why a single shout made him submit. One could say he had found the opponent's weakness and exploited it.

Hearing the telepathic message, Zhang Jiuxiao understood. He clenched his teeth, immediately shut off his hearing, and with a sway of his body, his palms like hooks, he charged at Zhang Xuan once more.

Seeing this person, oblivious to danger, charging twice in a row, Zhang Xuan shook his head and flicked his finger.

"Ah..."

With a miserable cry, Zhang Jiuxiao flew backward like a flicked fly, crashing directly into the wall of the Master Teacher Hall and sticking there. Although this fellow was strong, compared to Zhang Xuan, he was still far too weak.

After flicking him away with a single finger, Zhang Xuan looked at the numerous Master Teachers before him, his hands clasped behind his back, and said, "To save time... all of you come at me together!"

"One person wants to challenge so many of us at once?"

"Is he crazy? Let alone being only at Saint 2-dan pinnacle, even an Exalt Realm expert wouldn't be able to withstand this..."

Upon hearing his words, everyone went wild. There were tens of thousands of six-star Master Teachers and above who had gathered in the hall. Among them, the weakest were at the Half-Saint realm. If they attacked together, their combined power could collapse heaven and earth. Let alone a pinnacle Ethereal Cultivation realm expert, even an Exalt Realm expert would definitely not be able to withstand it!

"Not going to move? Then I'll begin first..."

Too lazy to waste words, Zhang Xuan's body swayed, and he appeared before the crowd. His voice immediately resonated like thunder, exploding in everyone's minds.

"The path of cultivation lies in focus; the path of focus lies in sincerity; with sincerity, true feelings emerge; with true feelings, matters..."

He explained as he walked forward.

"What is he doing?"

"It seems like he's explaining cultivation techniques and art!"

"Isn't he supposed to fight? Why is he explaining this?"

They had expected him to charge directly into the crowd and fight with all his might, but they never dreamed he would not only refrain from attacking but also begin lecturing on cultivation knowledge. Everyone was somewhat bewildered.

"Everyone be careful! He's using the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will... defeating others without fighting!" As they wondered, Hall Master Gou's anxious voice rang out.

To be honest, Hall Master Gou was truly frightened. Zhang Jiuxiao, such a formidable genius, hailed as the top in Qingyuan Empire... yet, before the opponent, he couldn't even withstand a single word. Just from this, it was evident that Zhang Xuan's mental fortitude was likely stronger, not weaker, than his own! Such formidable mental power, combined with the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will, was absolutely devastating for group attacks. One could say it was even more terrifying than a Poison Master! A Poison Master could at most poison an opponent to death, but a Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will could completely turn an opponent into their own student, for their own use...

"The Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will? It seems so... I want to resist, but... what he's saying is truly correct!"

"Cultivating according to what he's saying, I feel like my cultivation could double..."

"Probably more than that. I truly can't believe there's such a subtle method for circulating true qi in the world. It's terrifying..."

Hearing Hall Master Gou's shouts, everyone wanted to resist, but they couldn't help but want to learn, feeling that the opponent's explanation was simply too excellent.

"You guys attack first, I'll listen for a while... Don't be in a hurry, wait until he finishes this part!"

"Whoever dares to make a move, I'll be furious with them! This part perfectly addresses a flaw in my cultivation. If I can fix it, I'll definitely be able to smoothly break through to 7-star mid-tier..."

The crowd buzzed with discussions. The tense atmosphere, which had been on the verge of conflict, transformed into an academic discussion in the blink of an eye. Hall Master Gou unknowingly pulled out several strands of his beard, feeling utterly distraught.

"My friends, wake up! He's here to challenge the hall, not to have an academic exchange with you..."

"Hall Master, if this continues, all the Master Teachers in the Qingyuan Empire Master Teacher Hall will likely become his disciples..." Vice Hall Master Tian Qing approached, his face pale. He had nearly died from the opponent's palm strike just now and had only just recovered.

"I know, but... the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will cannot be interrupted! Unless... he makes a mistake in what he says!" Hall Master Gou's face turned red. The Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will only resonates when the explained content aligns with the Great Dao. As long as a mistake occurs in the explanation, everyone will immediately break free from this state and regain their rationality.

"Wait for him to make a mistake? How long will that take? Since he dares to use it like this, he must have prepared thoroughly beforehand..." Vice Hall Master Tian hurriedly said.

"Then what should we do?"

"It's simple. Have Zhang Jiuxiao launch a sneak attack on him... Anyway, it's a spar, and he even said for everyone to come at him together, so an attack wouldn't be out of line... As long as it succeeds, it will interrupt the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will, and then... his challenge to the hall will fail!" Vice Hall Master Tian sneered.

"Alright!" After a moment of hesitation, Hall Master Gou nodded. The Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will could not be interrupted. If he, as the Hall Master, made a move, he would surely be ridiculed. Zhang Jiuxiao was different. He was already one of the participants in the spar, so an attack now wouldn't be considered out of line. With a thought, he immediately contacted Zhang Jiuxiao using a special method.

Zhang Jiuxiao had closed off his hearing and hadn't heard the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will. Feeling something at this moment, he opened his hearing and immediately heard the Hall Master's telepathic message.

"I'll make my move now!" Hearing the instruction, Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes narrowed. Being flicked away by a single finger had made him lose all face. He needed to reclaim it!

Clang!

With a flip of his hand, two long swords and four long sabers appeared before him, radiating astonishing aura. They were actually two mid-tier and four low-tier Saint artifacts! Hall Master Gou only possessed one mid-tier Saint artifact, yet Zhang Jiuxiao had instantly produced two, along with four low-tier ones... His wealth was terrifying.

"Go!" With raised eyebrows, Zhang Jiuxiao pushed his palm forward.

Whoosh!

The six weapons flew straight towards Zhang Xuan, who was still lecturing, stabbing rapidly! He wasn't trying to kill the opponent, but rather to interrupt the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will. Mid-tier Saint artifacts possessed power comparable to Spirit Body realm experts, and low-tier Saint artifacts were almost on par with Ethereal Cultivation realm experts. Six of them attacking simultaneously created such immense power that even Vice Hall Master Tian would have to temporarily retreat! This was his true hidden strength! The reason he possessed such absolute confidence and feared no one was precisely because he relied on so many weapons protecting him.

"Teacher Zhang, be careful..." He hadn't expected Zhang Jiuxiao to launch a sneak attack at this moment. Teacher Wu, who was to the side, was full of anxiety and couldn't help but shout out. The opponent was challenging the hall; he couldn't make a move, otherwise, it would mean violating the rules.

Whoosh!

Amidst the shout, the six weapons drew an arc in the air, stabbing towards Zhang Xuan's back, while he, seemingly unaware, continued his lecture.

"...Internal qi flowing through organs is somewhat similar to the spirit of a weapon circulating through its core. For a weapon to become stronger, besides tempering, it needs to cultivate its spirit. When its spirit grows powerful, it naturally becomes stronger within the same tier! Among mid-tier Saint artifacts, some possess the power of Spirit Body realm experts, while others have the power of Exalt Realm experts. This isn't due to good materials or insufficient tempering methods, but rather... because their spirit is too weak! Weapons with weak spirits are easily destroyed by their masters, their very existence precarious..."

Zhang Xuan's voice resonated in the air, and spiritual energy gathered in the sky, forming flower-like constructs that fell one after another. The weapons that were initially stabbing towards his back all stopped upon hearing these words, quietly hovering in the air.

"Kill him..."

He was attacking with all his might, yet they had unexpectedly stopped. Zhang Jiuxiao's face paled, his true qi surged, and he shouted loudly. These weapons had all been refined by him and would never acknowledge another master, yet they had stopped now... Could it be that... weapons also attended lectures? Isn't the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will only supposed to be used on Master Teachers? Since when could it be used on weapons too? Zhang Jiuxiao felt like he was going crazy.

"It's... it's the Heart of a Teacher, teaching without discrimination..." His vision darkened, and Hall Master Gou involuntarily swayed. Normal Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will could only be used on Master Teachers, causing them to receive instruction, their true qi automatically circulating according to the speaker's words, thus making them automatically become students. Yet at this moment, even the weapons were listening attentively to the content of the opponent's lecture, indicating that... he had already comprehended the Heart of a Teacher, teaching without discrimination! Possessing this ability, when using the Master Teacher's Impartation of Heavenly Will again, not only Master Teachers but also ordinary people, even animals and weapons, would be influenced.

"Move for me..."

Seeing the weapons remain frozen in place, not moving despite his shouts for a long time, Zhang Jiuxiao's scalp tingled, and he roared again. Before his roar even finished, the mid-tier Saint artifact long sword that had flown out earlier immediately flew back in reverse.

Whoosh!

Its sword qi swept out, and with just one strike, it sent him flying backward, pinning him against the wall again.

"Shut up! Can't you let me listen to the lecture properly? All you do is blabber aimlessly! If you say one more word, believe it or not, I'll whip you!"

With a cold snort, the long sword, full of haughty pride, spun around and returned to hover quietly behind Zhang Xuan, like an attentive elementary school student, occasionally swaying twice to show it understood.