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In the midst of the Formation, Gu Ping felt the pressure as Yi Dongzi gathered the strength of over ten True Disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall. The Soaring Dragon and Crouching Tiger Formation, while seemingly simple, was powerful in its execution. The principles behind it were well understood, yet its effectiveness lay in its straightforwardness—overwhelming force could easily subdue multiple opponents.
As Gu Ping stood within the Formation, he watched as the disciples' spiritual energy coalesced into a Jiao Long, its claws bared and ready to attack. The immense spiritual power made the Soaring Dragon and Crouching Tiger Formation come alive, making it feel as if a real Jiao Long had appeared before him.
With a cold snort, Gu Ping began to evade the attacks. However, being trapped within the Formation meant that the massive body of the Jiao Long pressed against him, limiting his escape routes and forcing him into a direct confrontation.
Eventually, Gu Ping found himself at the edge of the Formation, blocked by a barrier of spiritual energy. With no room left to dodge, he narrowed his eyes. Although the Soaring Dragon and Crouching Tiger Formation was simple, it was clearly not as easy as it seemed. The combined strength of over ten individuals had already surpassed what one would expect from the Golden Core Stage; they were on the verge of reaching the Transcendence Stage.
How could he possibly evade this?
Elder Wu impatiently charged into the Formation from behind Gu Ping, intent on eliminating him. Qian Elder furrowed his brow; although he disapproved of Gu Ping's actions, he was still unclear about the circumstances surrounding them. He knew that the elders and stewards of the Law Enforcement Hall were not prone to reckless accusations or leniency towards criminals.
At that moment, Qian Elder's eyes widened as he noticed something out of the corner of his vision—a Thin Junior Disciple in a blue Dao robe had been observing from a distance.
Elder Wu suddenly felt an overwhelming force from behind him, propelling his body upwards uncontrollably, but not in the direction he intended.
The roar of the Jiao Long echoed throughout the Law Enforcement Hall as it unleashed its most powerful strike from the Soaring Dragon and Crouching Tiger Formation, missing Gu Ping entirely.
Where did he go?
All the disciples were momentarily stunned. However, their attack would not cease just because they were caught off guard. Gu Ping vanished from sight and reappeared behind Elder Wu, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. He had anticipated Elder Wu's eagerness to ambush him.
He had long anticipated this moment. While dodging Jiao Long's attack, he deliberately shifted towards Elder Wu's direction. Initially, when there was no way to escape, he exposed his back to Elder Wu, knowing that Elder Wu would be eager to launch a sneak attack. At that moment, he would unleash the Extermination technique from behind Elder Wu, allowing him to evade the sneak attack while using Elder Wu as a shield to absorb the powerful strike from the Soaring Dragon and Crouching Tiger Formation.
However, Gu Ping was somewhat taken aback when the slender Qingyi Daoist suddenly intervened, catching him off guard. The strength of the Qingyi Daoist was on par with Elder Wu, and Gu Ping had felt that overwhelming pressure before when he encountered the Robe-Wearing Monk.
Bu Luo Mei Ba, Gu Ping thought he had done everything possible. As he sensed the sudden pressure beside him, a blazing Radiant Flame ignited within him, and he unleashed his secret technique.
As his clothing was completely consumed by the Peach Pink Flame, a golden sun tattoo appeared on his chest, significantly enhancing his power as he clashed with the Qingyi Daoist.
The immense force propelled Elder Wu towards Jiao Long's mouth, where a vast amount of spiritual energy instantly engulfed him. I don't deny it; it tore at him and I don't deny it; it swallowed him whole. Like dust in the wind, Elder Wu was blown to ashes by Jiao Long's immense spiritual energy, scattering into tiny particles against the azure sky of the Law Enforcement Hall.
The Qingyi Daoist's face contorted with anger as he furrowed his brows and trembled while swinging his right leg. Concentrating his spiritual energy, a massive thigh appeared above Gu Ping's head and slammed him into the ground. Yet, even in this state of Transcendence Stage, he remained formidable.
The Qingyi Daoist wanted to continue attacking but was halted by a voice from afar.
Zhu Qing called out, "This is no longer your concern; return to my Ancestral Hall."
The Qingyi Daoist glanced once more at Gu Ping, who was now bleeding from the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes to adjust his mindset, and flew away from the Law Enforcement Hall towards the Ancestral Hall. There was nothing for him there; he didn't want to see anyone get hurt, but Elder Wu had indeed died.
Seeing their master arrive on a cloud in the sky above the Law Enforcement Hall brought awe among the disciples. The master wore a unique sky-blue Dao Robe that no one else in the academy was qualified to wear.
The master's face showed clear signs of fatigue, which surprised everyone but they dared not voice their thoughts. The master had long been a Transcendence Stage cultivator and had been managing the vast Mok Ming Academy for so long that no one had seen him take action in ages. Even the elders and stewards within the academy were unaware of what level the master had reached now.
Punished by the Yin Wind Cave, I was to undergo two months of rigorous training. After these two months, if I could stand out among the Outer Sect Disciples, my master promised to grant me the position of the next Sect Leader, allowing me to travel on behalf of the academy in Tiandong.
Without any explanation, my master had enforced the punishment system. Elder Qian seemed eager to say something, but upon seeing my master's unwavering gaze, he swallowed his words. In the academy, my master was always the highest authority. All the elders from outside the academy—Stewards, Ancestors, and Grand Ancestors—were elected by all disciples to oversee the academy. From the very beginning, that person had earned everyone's trust, and that person was none other than my master.
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