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Chapter 1916: Today Lao Ya Quits His Job

Zhang Xuan's current combat strength has reached the Blood Rebirth realm. With the aid of the Dragon Bone Divine Spear, he is comparable to a Void Shattering expert, making it effortless for him to refine a long sword at the peak of the Blood Rebirth realm.

Once refined, the long sword was raised high and brought down fiercely upon the trapped "deity" before him.

With a loud crash, sparks flew from the deity's head, and a layer of his scalp was sliced off.

"Ahhh..." The deity's eyes turned bloodshot.

Kong Shiyao was stunned: "That's not how you use a sword..."

Others used swords with agility, but he swung it like a cleaver, smashing it around. Even the best weapon would be ruined if used like that, right?

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Within a single breath, hundreds of sword strikes were unleashed, all smashing into the same spot. The deity's skull began to crack from the blows, seemingly revealing his brain.

Driven mad by the assault, the deity's entire body trembled with power once more, forcing the Dragon Bone Divine Spear open again. Just as he was about to retaliate, the brick descended once more, smashing fiercely onto his face. This time, it aimed directly for the wound, leaving his face covered in blood.

"Damn you..."

The deity was furious.

This guy's combat style was utterly despicable!

We are all experts, even peak-level Ancient Saints. Shouldn't combat have some decorum?

You punch me, I stab you with a sword, each of us displaying our heroic prowess with grace... But this? Grabbing a long sword, spear, or even a brick and just flailing them wildly?

"I'll kill them first..."

Just as he was about to strike, the young man once again used his bloodline power to escape far away. The deity could no longer tolerate it. He turned his head to look at Ancient Sage Yan Qing and the others, his killing intent surging.

He could spare Kong Shiyao, but the rest could definitely be killed.

He slammed downwards, but before his attack could land, a long spear blocked its path. Zhang Xuan floated in mid-air, smiling coldly and hooking a finger provocatively.

"If you've got the guts, kill me first!"

Whoosh!

Immediately, countless other weapons flew over, as if the weapons at his disposal were endless.

"Alright, I'll kill you first..." The deity's gaze turned cold. He stomped his foot and charged forward fiercely.

His speed was not great, but with every step, power surged wildly, causing the surrounding sky to shatter. It was as if he were walking on floating ice; wherever he passed, others could no longer tread.

He couldn't catch Zhang Xuan by speed alone, but if he shattered space, the latter would certainly have nowhere to escape.

"How ruthless!"

Seeing the deity directly shattering space, Zhang Xuan's mouth twitched. He turned to Ancient Sage Yan Qing and the others: "You all quickly recover and adjust. I'll take care of him first..."

After speaking, he flew away like a swimming fish.

Seeing him escape, the deity was about to return to capture Kong Shiyao when Zhang Xuan immediately turned and launched a sneak attack. Cauldrons, long swords, and spears were all thrown over at once, and occasionally he even threw out two or three corpses, which simultaneously self-destructed.

Dazed, the deity could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and charged over quickly.

If this guy didn't die, he'd sooner or later drive him mad. It would be better to just kill him outright.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One chased, one fled, periodically clashing, causing the entire Kunxu Realm to tremble continuously.

Another Grand Tutor flew backward. Fan Xiaoxu stood in place, looking around, feeling lonely and desolate: "Is there anyone else who wants to test my strength?"

Mi Xuan and others had arrived at the exit first to await the new students. Many other Grand Tutors had not yet arrived, but upon hearing how powerful a new student was, they all rushed over. Each of them suppressed their cultivation to fight him, but they sadly discovered that no one could withstand a single move!

Most crucially, through continuous combat, Fan Xiaoxu seemed to be comprehending something more and more profoundly. At the same level, no one could contend with him anymore.

Even those a level higher were no match for him.

"No need, you are invincible at your level..." Zhong Qing shook his head with a bitter laugh.

Having fought to this point, the competition had lost all meaning.

"Then... who should I choose as my teacher?"

Fan Xiaoxu looked around.

Although he had defeated so many Grand Tutors, he was still just a new student and needed a teacher to guide him.

"I can't do it!"

"I'm not worthy..."

All of them looked dejected, each filled with embarrassment.

Everyone wanted to take such a powerful student as their direct disciple, but... if they couldn't even defeat him in a fight, what right did they have to teach him?

Whenever Fan Xiaoxu looked at someone, that person would shyly cover their face. After a long while, no one spoke; the surroundings were silent.

Seeing that no one dared to agree, Fan Xiaoxu smiled faintly, knowing their thoughts perfectly: "I actually already have a teacher in mind. I wonder if I can formally acknowledge him as my teacher!"

"Who might that be?"

Hearing that he already had a candidate in mind for a teacher, Zhong Qing looked over.

"His name is Zhang Xuan! I'm not sure which specific teacher he is!" Fan Xiaoxu said.

"Zhang Xuan? Is there anyone named Zhang in the Grand Tutor Hall?" Zhong Qing was startled.

The Grand Tutor Hall comprised descendants of the Hundred Schools of Thought; how could there be a Zhang Xuan?

"I know someone named Zhang Xuan..." After a moment of hesitation, Nangong Yuanfeng suddenly stepped forward.

This name was not widely known in the Kunxu Realm's Grand Tutor Hall, but on the Master Teacher Continent, it was absolutely a household name.

"Hmm?" Zhong Qing and Fan Xiaoxu simultaneously looked over.

"He is not from the Hundred Schools of Thought," Nangong Yuanfeng explained. "He's a super Master Teacher from the Master Teacher Continent, the head of the Zhang Clan. The reason we failed when searching for the Inherited Heaven Symbol was because we were defeated by him!"

"It's him?"

Zhong Qing's eyes narrowed.

As a peak teacher of the Grand Tutor Hall, he naturally knew something about how the Hundred Schools of Thought had searched for the Inherited Heaven Symbol and entered the Confucius Temple, only to ultimately fail. He hadn't expected it to be this person.

"You... how do you know his name?" Zhong Qing stared intently at the young man before him.

Zhong Qing hadn't even heard of the name, yet this guy blurted it out immediately, which couldn't help but raise suspicions.

"I..." Fan Xiaoxu stiffened.

He had originally thought that Zhang Xuan was an Ancient Sage from the Grand Tutor Hall, but he hadn't expected... that he wasn't from the Hundred Schools of Thought at all!

No wonder he needed to use his body to come here.

"You live here and have never left, yet you know his name. Could it be... that Zhang Xuan has come to the Kunxu Realm?"

His eyebrow twitched, and an unsettling thought emerged in Zhong Qing's mind.

This person in front of him had suddenly become so powerful and then mentioned the name Zhang Xuan. As an Immortal Realm Grand Completion expert, it was easy for Zhong Qing to connect the dots and wonder if that Master Teacher from the Master Teacher Continent had already arrived here.

"He..."

Fan Xiaoxu was at a loss for how to answer when he heard a whistling sound in the air, immediately followed by the clear sky beginning to continuously collapse.

Everyone looked up simultaneously and saw two figures constantly battling. With every collision, a crack dozens of kilometers long would appear in the sky, accompanied by countless lightning bolts and thunder, as if the world itself could no longer bear the strain.

"Who exactly are you? I don't kill nameless nobodies!" the blood-covered figure behind him gritted out.

"Your grandpa, Zhang Xuan!"

The young man in front chuckled.

"He's Zhang Xuan?"

Everyone was stunned.

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