The armorless quasi-Master poured all his might into the battle, persistently launching attacks. Seizing an opportunity, he delivered a powerful palm strike to Wang Xuan's shoulder. However, instead of inflicting damage, his own palm tingled and numbed, leaving him in utter shock. It was a strike that could easily shatter a mountain boulder weighing a ton or two. Had it been someone else, they would have been obliterated. But Wang Xuan merely stumbled back, while the attacker's palm throbbed with pain. 0

The two combatants exchanged glances, wordlessly understanding the weight of their current situation. Tonight, they had two options: either capture this young man and extract the incredible secret he possessed or kill him outright. They had to ensure that he would never be a threat to the New Arts. 1

For they began to speculate: Wang Xuan might have discovered a secretive path within the realm of Old Arts. If he survived tonight's ordeal, there was no telling the heights he might reach in the future. He was a significant threat to the New Arts.2

Wang Xuan narrowly escaped death, relentlessly pressured by the individual clad in the super-material armor. He was essentially dueling a master-level adversary. His arms trembled from the impact of the blows. Had it not been for his Golden Body Technique, he might have already been cleaved apart by the enemy. Despite his resilience, several gruesome wounds appeared on his body, with blood profusely streaming out.0

Suddenly, seizing an opportunity and invoking Zhang Daoling's martial technique, Wang Xuan landed...0