They activated their spiritual energy simultaneously, generating a gale with immediate effect; it flipped over numberless pieces of furniture, forcing all present to take a prompt retreat.
Duan Lengyan didn't move at all, as she had to follow up with their duel steadfastly.
In a short while, Xu Wenchuan and Wu Qiujun quivered at the same time and took a step backward respectively — there came a standstill again!
"How come you could make such an amazing martial breakthrough within days? That's incredible!"
No sooner had Wu Qiujun stabilized himself than he let out his inquiry in spite of himself, stupefied and confused.
"Indeed!"
Wu's query proved right Duan Lengyan's speculation. She couldn't help but start shudder.
In her eyes, the Duke of Dingshan was literally similar to his grandson — they were so unfathomable that they would never fail to overwhelm you with surprises.
"Haha… Wu Qiujun, you've been throwing your weight for long by dint of your ninth-level martial capacity in my empire! That's pretty ridiculous! You think of it a big deal? For God's sake, I find a ninth-level martial capacity simply a piece of cake!"
Xu Wenchuan didn't tell the truth — the slippery old Peter Pan would have long made it if he had been as resourceful as he said. He had, actually, been stuck at the eighth-level for decades.
Without Wandong's effective instructions, he might die an eight-level warrior.
Right then, a sense of embarrassment popped up in him; he winked at his grandson in spite of himself.
"Out of the question! You couldn't be my equal even if you had reached the ninth level within a short period of time. For your information, I reached the ninth-level last year!"
Wu Qiujun's statement only aroused further gratitude in Xu Wenchuan for Wandong.
Wandong imparted the martial techniques he learned from Wu Qiujun's demonstration of the Whirlwind Tactics to his granddad with no reservation. Apart from that, he also integrated his own perceptions into his teaching, lest Xu Wenchuan would have taken a roundabout course to make it.
In so doing, Xu Wenchuan managed to keep up with Wu Qiujun at an amazing speed.
Of course, he wouldn't breathe a single word about it to Wu Qiujun.
"Stop talking garbage! Why don't you look at yourself first? Our martial master wouldn't make me your senior martial brother if I were at your level!"
Wu Qiujun's bafflement and astonishment and Xu Wenchuan's confidence only agonized Qiu Yunchong to a great extent.
Xu Wenchuan's martial breakthrough was no good news to him or his father.
No wonder Xu Wenchuan appeared unusually arrogant today — he had the ability to raise a challenge to Wu Qiujun now.
"Insufferable! I won't let you retain the upper hand all the time!"
Wu Qiujun ground his teeth with waves of cracks coming off. He just couldn't come to the terms with the sudden turning point — he just obtained a bit of pleasure in the Palace of Dingshan the other day with a small success the other day.
Now the pleasure disappeared without a trace.
"Good always prevails over evil! Wu Qiujun, you'll never defeat me as long as you continue with your dark deeds!"
"I'm not gonna buy it! Take my move!"
Wu Qiujun almost went nuts. He stretched his arms like a vulture spreading its wings, plunging himself into the air and falling against Xu Wenchuan forthwith; his ghastly move came with tremendous force pressing onto Xu.
On seeing the unprecedentedly forceful move, Tang Xinyi, Leng Yuecui, Wu Yang, and Zong Qi went horror-struck across the board, picturing a forthcoming calamity befalling Xu Wenchuan.
Wandong and Xu Wenchuan, conversely, put on a bizarre smile at the same time.