The monks of Xinping Zen Temple felt their hearts stirred.

Judging by the situation, Chen Tang already has the upper hand!

The Zen Temple's reputation is preserved!

On the plaza, Zhaba's spirit was shaken, his momentum lost, unable to sustain any longer. The Outer Lion Seal and Great Vajra Wheel Seal completely dissipated.

He retreated several steps, looking at Chen Tang with eyes full of doubt and hesitation about whether to kneel.

"Zhaba, what are you doing!"

The Esoteric Sect Leader frowned and asked.

Zhaba turned his head to look at his master, pointed to Chen Tang, and stammered, "He, he seems to be..."

"Seems to be what!"

The Esoteric Sect Leader shouted, "He's just a lay disciple, don't let him confuse your mind!"

"But disciple seems not to be his match."

Zhaba mumbled, his mind in chaos.

The Esoteric Sect Leader took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Zhaba, this battle is about the reputation of the Esoteric Sect. You must give your all, victory is allowed, defeat is not! You both are greatly exhausted; he cannot hold on for much longer either!"

Chen Tang shook his head.

What Esoteric Sect reputation, it's just the Sect Leader's obsession.

He first lost the Bone Marrow Cleansing Scripture, and now the Vajra Relic he was about to gain is slipping away, causing him unease.

Zhaba clearly didn't want to fight anymore, yet this Sect Leader was still forcing him into the arena.

"Yes, Master,"

Zhaba, ultimately, didn't dare defy his master's command.

Actually, after the fierce clash just now, his Qi and blood were surging, his arms numb and weak.

This was a sign of complete exhaustion.

Even if the fight continued, he couldn't hold on for long.

Though Chen Tang was breathing heavily, face flushed and covered in sweat, he still seemed at his peak, eyes shining and full of vigor.

If he weren't the Vajra Reincarnation, how could he have such a strong physique?

Zhaba pondered in his heart.

He took a slight breath, biting the tip of his tongue again, causing a trace of blood to seep out.

"Inner Binding Seal!"

Zhaba muttered softly, using the bloodstained hand to form a Dharma Seal in front of him.

"Oh?"

Chen Tang hadn't interrupted, a flicker of curiosity crossing his eyes.

Adding another buff?

Seeing Chen Tang's curiosity, Zhaba explained to him, "This Inner Binding Seal can release potential, reducing the sensations of soreness the body brings, but it won't enhance combat power."

"Why are you explaining to him!"

The Esoteric Sect Leader nearly jumped in anger, reprimanding.

Zhaba felt a bit aggrieved.

He felt that Chen Tang might be the Vajra Reincarnation, hence explained a bit.

"Be careful!"

Zhaba said, forming once again the Great Vajra Wheel Seal and Outer Lion Seal, launching another assault on Chen Tang.

Chen Tang continued to use the Vajra Form to face the enemy.

The two sides clashed once more!

In this bout, Zhaba was thoroughly on the back foot, able only to barely defend against Chen Tang's aggressive assault.

Those with keen eyes could see the outcome was already decided.

Bang!

A loud explosion!

Zhaba's whole body trembled, retreating several steps in succession.

Even with the Inner Binding Seal reducing bodily soreness, he was drained of strength, unable to sustain.

His hands trembled, fingers swollen and unable even to form a seal on their own!

The Great Vajra Wheel Seal and Outer Lion Seal simultaneously dissipated.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Chen Tang asked, looking at Zhaba not far away.

The two harbored no deep hatred, merely needing to decide a victor.

Though Chen Tang had killed many, he was not bloodthirsty by nature.

Zhaba took a deep breath, nodding heavily, "Senior Brother Ming Jing can step up. I still have the Immovable Root Seal for defense; ordinary attacks won't easily shake it."

Zhaba not only changed the form of address but also revealed the move he intended to use.

The Esoteric Sect Leader's face grew increasingly unsightly.

This disciple excelled in everything except being terribly obtuse in some respects!

Once he set his mind on something, not even nine bulls could drag him away!

After speaking, Zhaba raised his swollen hands, slowly forming a seal in front of him.

His knees slightly bent, center of gravity sinking, feet seemingly rooted to the earth, drawing in endless power from its depths, steadfast and immovable!

"Good!"

Chen Tang said, "Then take one more move from me."

"This move is called Demon-Subduing Form, not a Fist Technique, but a Staff Technique, be careful."

Abbot Ben Guang showed a pleased expression.

This Ming Jing possesses a Buddhist Sect's compassionate heart, demonstrating also the grace of Xinping Zen Temple, truly rare.

Ming Yuan, observing the battle from the side, nodded quietly.

This type of sparring allows one to distinguish between skill levels without losing any talents.

The newly established Qilin Bureau was indeed in need of personnel.

And he intended to form a force entirely his own, under his control; the Qilin Guard should be selected from the younger generation.

In ten, twenty years, the Qilin Bureau could definitely grow to rival the Four Symbols Bureau!

In the plaza.

Chen Tang saw that Zhaba had completed his seal and stepped forward, hands seemingly gripping a Zen Staff, swinging down towards Zhaba's chest!

Bang!

Chen Tang's hands collided with Zhaba's seal.

Zhaba grunted, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The two stood locked, motionless!

Moments later, Zhaba finally couldn't hold on and stepped back half a step.

This movement broke his Immovable Root Seal.

Zhaba's arms trembled, breathing heavily, drenched in sweat, yet sustained purely by will.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Chen Tang asked once more.

But this time, he directed the question at the Esoteric Sect Leader.

The Esoteric Sect Leader kept a stern face, saying nothing.

Zhaba glanced back at his master, swallowed hard, turned back with a wry smile, and said, "Senior Brother Ming Jing, I have not yet fallen, let's continue!"

Chen Tang shook his head silently.

Zhaba's state was already poor.

Continuing would risk destroying his foundation, making future recovery difficult.

Chen Tang thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, take one more move from me then."

"Come!"

Zhaba gathered his strength, standing tall, eyes fixed on Chen Tang.

But he did not form any seals.

His arms, even, could not be lifted.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Chen Tang stretched out both hands, the left hand forming a strange seal, and the right forming another.

"Is this..."

"Great Vajra Wheel Seal!"

"Outer Lion Seal!"

The plaza erupted with cries of surprise.

Chen Tang, hands wielding seals, attacked Zhaba!

Roar!

A lion's roar resonated on the plaza!

Though less imposing than when Zhaba formed his seal, it was unmistakably clear!

The Vajra Wheel flickering in form!

"How is this possible!"

The Esoteric Sect Leader stood abruptly, incredulously witnessing the scene.

These two Esoteric Great Hand Seals were Esoteric Sect's secret techniques, which no disciple without true transmission could cultivate.

How could a lay disciple from Xinping Zen Temple form Esoteric Great Hand Seals?

And even cultivate them to this realm?

Zhaba's eyes widened, watching Chen Tang's hand seals, face wrought with shock, leaving but one thought in his mind.

"He is indeed the Vajra Reincarnation!"

With a thud!

Zhaba knelt on the ground.

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