Under One Person: Cultivating Immortality with Baby!

Chapter 21 The Puppet's Path

Ma Benzai, who was studying the new magical artifact, noticed the gazes of everyone in the hall and said without looking up, "Our Tiangong Hall is for refining artifacts. Fighting and arguing are of no benefit to us. If they come to us, we can just deal with them however we want."

"But what about the reputation of our Tiangong Hall?"

A disciple of the Heavenly Craft Hall said unwillingly.

After glancing at the man, Ma Benzai then looked at the hall master Ma Shangfeng and said, "This matter is simple. When those two come to our door, the hall master will use the Que Dao technique and let those two spar with it. If they lose, the reputation of our Tiangong Hall will naturally be preserved."

"But what if we lose?"

Someone spoke.

Upon hearing this, Ma Ben rolled his eyes and said, "If even the strongest magic weapon of our Heavenly Craft Hall is defeated, then it means that our cultivation is not enough and our skills are inferior. We don't need this reputation."

For a moment, everyone in the hall fell silent.

"This method is good!"

Ma Shangfeng nodded, then looked around and continued, "If each of you had even half the spirit you have for studying weapon crafting, what would prevent my Heavenly Craft Hall from prospering?"

The crowd remained silent, unable to offer any response.

After all, although Ma Benzai was the youngest in the hall, his dedication to studying weapon crafting was something that even the veteran weapon crafters were ashamed of.

Just then, a disciple of the Heavenly Craft Hall walked in, cupped his hands, and said, "Hall Master, Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain and Zhao Yifan of the Sanyi Sect have arrived!"

"kindness"

Nodding, Ma Shangfeng stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go and see the skills of these two disciples from prestigious families."

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"Junior Brother Zhao, I'll make my move next."

Zhang Zhiwei said to Zhao Yifan, who was flanked by two women.

"Well, do as you please. I'm actually a kind person and don't really like to fight with people."

Zhao Yifan ate the grapes that Wei Shuyi had peeled for him and grinned.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei was speechless for a moment.

He genuinely didn't understand how Zhao Yifan could have the nerve to say something like "benevolent to others."

After all, just the day before, he had killed more than a dozen bandits who were robbing a village with a single palm strike.

The scene was so terrifying that the villagers they rescued would probably never forget that horrific sight.

Zhang Zhiwei had also killed people, but he had never tried to beat someone to pieces.

Just then, the people from Tiangongtang arrived.

"Haha, you two must be the esteemed disciples of Longhu Mountain and Sanyi Sect. You are Ma Shangfeng, the head of Tiangong Hall. Welcome to my Tiangong Hall for a friendly exchange."

Ma Shangfeng appeared very enthusiastic.

Indeed, Tiangongtang is a business that operates openly, and its customers are mostly prestigious sects. Naturally, it would not want to antagonize the disciples of these prestigious sects.

"Pfft!"

Just then, a soft laugh rang out.

Upon hearing this, Ma Shangfeng frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Yifan's house.

"Who is this?"

Noticing the gaze directed at him, Zhao Yifan forced himself not to laugh out loud and cupped his hands, saying, "Zhao Yifan of the Sanyi Sect greets Ma Feng, Hall Master Ma!"

Zhao Yifan truly hadn't expected that the head of the Tiangong Hall would have such a name.

"Oh it's you!"

Ma Shangfeng looked intently at Zhao Yifan. Even he had heard of Zhao Yifan's extraordinary appearance.

"Easy to say!"

Zhao Yifan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"So, which of you will make a move, or will you both come at once?"

Knowing the other party's intentions, Ma Shangfeng didn't waste any words. With a wave of his hand, a puppet artifact landed in front of him.

"This is a magical artifact of our hall. However, if the two of you can defeat it, then you will be considered the victors!"

"Let me do it!"

Zhang Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves and strode out with a carefree air.

"The Heavenly Craft Hall is renowned throughout the world for its weapon crafting; I'd like to see for myself!"

Having witnessed many Gu Master techniques in Qinghe Gu Village some time ago, Zhang Zhiwei benefited greatly and even improved his strength.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei had even higher expectations for this trip to challenge the extraordinary people of the world with Zhao Yifan.

Without a word, his internal energy surged, and in the next moment, he swayed slightly and rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

"Huh? The puppet is actually this fast!"

Seeing the puppet so close at hand, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes lit up, but he didn't use the Golden Light Spell. Instead, he confronted the puppet head-on.

"Bam—"

After delivering the punch, Zhang Zhiwei took a few steps back, while the puppet did not retreat even half a step, clearly demonstrating the difference in their strength.

However, Zhang Zhiwei, who had been repelled, only paused briefly before regaining his footing and charging back at the puppet.

"This guy has a strong physique; he can actually go toe-to-toe with Que Dao!"

Although it seemed that Zhang Zhiwei was at a disadvantage, the people of Tiangongtang couldn't help but swallow hard as they watched him fight the puppet with his own physical strength.

After all, only the disciples of the Heavenly Craft Hall truly understood the extent of the Dao's power.

"Are all the disciples of these prestigious sects this strong?"

Someone muttered under their breath, a hint of discouragement creeping into their voice.

"Humph!"

Looking at his fellow disciples, Ma Ben couldn't help but sneer, "I've also heard of Zhang Zhiwei. Among his peers, perhaps only Zhao Yifan from that group of women over there can compare to him. With such strength, what's so strange about it? We weapon refiners should focus on our own weapon refining techniques. How can we be swayed by the strength of others and forget to uphold our principles?"

The group felt ashamed as they were being reprimanded by the younger Ma Ben.

Ahead, Ma Shangfeng nodded in satisfaction, thinking to himself, "This kid is not bad. It seems that my Tiangong Hall has a successor. In a few years, I will hand over the position of hall master to this kid, and then I can take a few concubines and live out my old age in peace."

"boom--"

Just then, a figure was blasted away.

Just as he was about to crash into the wall, a golden light flashed across his body, instantly transforming into a giant hand that fiercely gripped the ground, thus stabilizing his flying body.

"As expected, physical strength alone is still not enough to deal with this kind of weapon-forging puppet!"

Rubbing his slightly sore arms, Zhang Zhiwei slowly lowered himself, looked at the puppet opposite him, and then waved his hand, saying, "Come on, let's continue!"

"Click, click!"

A crisp sound came from the puppet, clearly indicating that the battle had caused varying degrees of wear and tear on its parts.

"This kid is really something!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Ma Shangfeng's eyes. After all, Tiangongtang could not compare to a prestigious sect like Longhushan.

Although Ma Benzai is quite excellent, he is still far from being as amazing as Zhang Zhiwei, a prodigy.

"If this young Taoist priest is already so powerful, then what kind of strength must the legendary celestial being, who is on par with him, possess!"

With these thoughts in mind, Ma Shangfeng's gaze fell on Zhao Yifan in the distance.

He knew very well that their Tiangong Hall was likely to lose this sparring match!

"However, so be it. Just as Ben said, we at Tiangongtang are businessmen, and fighting and ruthlessness are not our style."