I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 1844 - 1838: The Sunset Sect’s Well-Intentioned Efforts

The battlefield was a scene of chaos, with people constantly being knocked from the sky, accompanied by bursts of taunts and derogatory remarks.

"So these are the core disciples of the Divine Profound Hall? I think they’re just ordinary! Did you guys rush here from thousands of miles away just to meet your end?"

"I’ve always heard that the Divine Profound Hall is the strongest among the eighteen superpowers, and today it seems that’s true—they have the best ability to take a beating!"

"Hey, don’t forget, it’s true, I just gave him three big slaps, his face is almost crooked from my throws, yet he can still stand!"

"I’ve never had such a satisfying time hitting people, it’s just that their strength is a bit weak, hitting them feels like scratching an itch."

"You two stop babbling, don’t you see some people trying to break out? If you let them escape, the Clan Leader will punish you by making you eat pickled herring and stinky tofu juice."

"Damn! Someone’s trying to run? You can run away as a monk but not the temple, don’t even think about escaping my Five Finger Mountain! Watch my Tathagata Palm, take this!"

Despite having a clear numerical advantage, the combat power gap between the disciples of the Divine Profound Hall and the Sunset Sect was unexpectedly large. A single Sunset Sect disciple could almost easily, instantly defeat a core disciple of the Divine Profound Hall, while two or three might barely hold one for a short moment.

"Don’t get cocky, Falling God Palm!" A core disciple gathered all his strength and unleashed a palm strike.

"You call that thing Falling God Palm? It’s full of holes and flaws, don’t embarrass yourself by using it, watch my Falling God Palm PRO MAX!" A Sunset Sect intern disciple was not one to be outdone, unleashing his own Falling God Palm as well.

But the same martial arts displayed by different people manifested completely differently, the Divine Profound Hall’s disciple was slapped down like a fly, bleeding from all seven orifices, limbs broken.

The Sunset Sect disciples seemed to agree among themselves, deliberately choosing not to use Sunset Sect’s martial arts—they specifically used magic to conquer magic, rather than a physical fight, focusing on psychological defeat for the ultimate victory.

During the final moments of training, Zhang Menglong specially arranged a martial arts techniques course for the Divine Profound Hall. He taught them all of the Divine Profound Hall’s techniques, their characteristics, flaws, and methods for enhancement.

It’s even fair to say, even if the current Hall Master personally came forward, they couldn’t explain the information so thoroughly and transparently, even on site, they’d need to frantically take notes, and for parts they didn’t understand, they’d need individual tutoring later.

Therefore, due to this disparity, when challenged with martial arts from Divine Profound Hall disciples, it appeared even more flawed than ordinary techniques in their eyes, they required little effort to easily counter the strongest attacks until the opponent’s energy and strength were exhausted, leaving only minor scratches on Sunset Sect disciples.

"Hey, brother, you only mastered one-third of this move, did you forget to use your waist when exerting force? If you become my apprentice, I might consider correcting your mistakes for you."

"Alright, alright, master, stop scratching, couldn’t hit me for half the hall let alone a hair, this move isn’t used like that, let me show you."

"Just a little bit closer, every time it’s just a little bit, during crucial times you’re always short a bit, you must have been lazy in practice!"

"Friend, our move’s power is substantial, but pointless if it doesn’t hit, I suggest you learn from me, best used with another technique simultaneously, confine all escape avenues for a guaranteed strike!"

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This was the most absurd battle the warriors of the Shenxiao Empire had seen in their lives.

Ordinary battles were either majestic or bloody, even defending oneself was exceptionally difficult, who had the leisure to babble and chat as they did?

Even generals felt surviving in such a battleground for 10 seconds was extremely difficult.

But these Sunset Sect disciples faced the battle with ease, even managing to chatter non-stop, as if the fight was merely a somewhat lively game rather than a real battle.

"Are these truly intern disciples fighting core disciples?"

"Do any of you feel that those intern disciples might not even be showcasing their full strength?"

"Indeed, handling two or three opponents so effortlessly, it seems our worries for them were unnecessary."

"I’m convinced now, they’re absolutely not just intern disciples, surely they’ve been secretly trained by Divine Profound Hall for years as Weapons specifically tailored to counter Divine Profound Hall!"

"Exactly, I feel the same, till now, only around a dozen have comprehended the second level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art openly, a sect of this magnitude should surely have more than this mastering any difficult martial arts technique."

"Yes, they thoroughly understand the Divine Profound Hall’s techniques, know their weaknesses comprehensively, can even use them themselves, anyone claiming they’re not specially trained to counter Sunset Sect, I won’t believe it, intern disciple must be just a cover."

"Sunset Sect certainly didn’t abandon us, dispatching such disciples to aid us, surely those Inner Gate disciples were sent just to protect their identities, their efforts are truly heartening."

...

Zhang Menglong and the others didn’t expect, in the eyes of the Shenxiao Empire’s people, what he decided on a whim would actually be misconstrued as the thoughtful intentions of Sunset Sect, whereas the Inner Gate disciples had already been abandoned by Sunset Sect when they withdrew.

A fight meant to last mere five minutes turned into more than half an hour as everyone got carried away.

Of course, it wasn’t without reason, the half hour not only physically defeated the Divine Profound Hall’s disciples but also shattered their spirits, even if they could return to the Divine Profound Hall in the future, today’s experience would leave an indelible scar in their hearts.

After half an hour, the entire Divine Profound Hall was filled with wails.

Initially, the three direct disciples tried to break through from others, but never expected Zhang Menglong and his group weren’t the only ones they couldn’t beat—the ordinary intern disciples couldn’t be defeated either! Although their realm was slightly superior, their martial arts were constricted and suppressed, ultimately battered and bruised after some resistance.

"Heh heh heh, how should we deal with you now?" Eight thousand intern disciples, only slightly over a dozen sustained minor injuries, hid away to recuperate, while the rest surrounded the huddled Divine Profound Hall disciples like bullies at a dead end flanked by cliffs.

At this moment, a blue light swiftly descended from the sky.

"Old Gu, are you all okay? Why aren’t you following orders? With so many core disciples and direct disciples from the Divine Profound Hall, how could you possibly handle them?"

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