At this moment, even Dao Ling Zhenren, who had held Lan Xing in high regard, was taken aback by Wang Zheng's strength.

"This...this Wang Zheng is following the path of body cultivation? Forgive my bluntness, but wasn't that already proven ineffective in the fight against the Heavenly Demon and ultimately eliminated? How exactly did he manage to force the Demon Lord to retreat?"

It can't be that he just stood there and let them get tired of hitting him, and then ran out of energy and dissipated on his own!

Master Wusuan's eyes shone brightly as he carefully observed Wang Zheng's every move, and at this moment he did discover some clues.

"Not entirely. That Vajra Grandmaster was a true body cultivator. I could sense a very volatile energy within Wang Zheng that he hadn't unleashed. However, judging from the current situation, these little guys might not be able to force him to use that energy..."

Dao Jing Zhenren also sighed repeatedly.

"Although we know that Awakened Ones need to cultivate their bodies, isn't Wang Zheng too strong? Perhaps there will be more and more beings like him in the future. The revival of our human race is in sight!"

The immortals began to talk amongst themselves, but the carefree immortal stared blankly at Wang Zheng, his eyes vacant, as if recalling some past events, and finally his eyes reddened.

Upon seeing Wang Zheng's strength, the young senior disciple Linghu Yiyun's eyes gleamed with excitement, seemingly yearning for this formidable opponent.

After all, in their understanding, most of the cave-heaven body cultivators had long been eliminated by the times and died in the ancient war between heaven and demons.

Nowadays, the cave heavens only value elemental cultivation, and physical cultivation masters like Wang Zheng, who are at least at the "third level of the innate realm," are something they have never encountered before.

Being able to compete against such a master must bring unique inspiration!

Logically speaking, the final match of this arena should definitely be played by Linghu Yiyun, as this was just agreed upon.

However, times have changed. Wang Zheng has now demonstrated formidable strength, which has only made the experts from the various grotto-heavens even more eager to try their luck.

There are several other prodigies who are on par with Zhang Jun, or even a step above him. Everyone has been looking forward to Wang Zheng for a long time, so naturally they are unwilling to let go of such an opportunity.

This wasn't out of spite, nor was it because he underestimated Wang Zheng; it was simply out of sheer excitement and shared the same thought as Linghu Yiyun—to spar with such a master!

As the most outstanding disciples in the cave, it would be impossible to say that there weren't a few martial arts fanatics among them.

The fighting spirit stirred up by Wang Zheng was not going to dissipate so easily.

With only one spot left for their team, none of them were willing to give it up, and a heated argument even broke out over the right to play.

Although Linghu Yiyun is powerful, he is not from a sect. His steady personality also has this drawback: he cannot win people's respect.

Furthermore, since several senior masters of the highest level did not participate in this sparring match, this awkward scene has occurred.

Wang Zheng stood quietly on the field waiting, and seeing that no one had come on for a long time, he naturally looked over out of curiosity.

To be honest, he didn't care much about this situation; in fact, he was quite happy about it.

For him, it didn't matter who played; he wished everyone in the audience would scan her to confirm whether his previous guesses were accurate.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng cleared his throat and smiled at the group, saying:

"Senior brothers, there's no need to be so conflicted. Sparring in the arena is just a passing fancy, and winning or losing isn't that important. Since everyone thinks highly of me, Wang Zheng, let's take turns."

Let's make friends through martial arts, and stop when we've reached a point. Regardless of winning or losing, I'll be standing here today.

Although my abilities are limited, I am very confident in my endurance.

If you're worried that my condition will decline after a long battle, I can rest and recover before continuing. Don't forget, I'm a genuine healing-type awakened being; besides my endurance, my recovery ability is also very strong..."

Everyone was stunned when Wang Zheng said this.

You might call it provocation, but his tone was calm, his attitude sincere, and he even considered the possibility of recovering his strength before fighting again.

You could say he was just telling the truth, but that smug, Versailles-like air of certain victory is infuriating.

As a result, it would have been better if Wang Zheng hadn't said anything. His words caused even the weaker opponents to clamor to challenge him, which angered Linghu Yiyun to the point that he almost made the first move.

In the end, it was Dao Ling Zhenren, whose face was dark with anger, who finally spoke with a stern expression.

"What kind of behavior is this, all of you making such a racket? Look at Grandmaster Wang Zheng! Strength is only part of the equation; the tempering of one's character is equally important. Everyone here will receive a demerit and will go to the blessed land to receive their punishment!"

Upon hearing this, the group of young people immediately became obedient, bowing to their seniors and daring not to say anything more.

Immediately afterwards, Dao Jing Zhenren also apologized to Li Guofeng and Zhao Yucai, feeling embarrassed.

Considering the young men's eagerness for a fight, and the special nature of this sparring match, he added a few words:

"The younger generation is ignorant, and we hope the two sect leaders will not take offense. However, as Lord Li just said, it is indeed not easy to find good opponents among our peers. What do you think...?"

Zhao Yucai was a shrewd and experienced man, and moreover, he knew Wang Zheng's abilities very well.

They knew his cunning and scheming nature inside and out.

This kid never moves unless there's something in it for him, but now he's willing to fight a few more rounds, so he must have discovered some secret.

Then he thought of Wang Zheng's almost abnormal mental perception, so how could he possibly refuse this opportunity to observe that was delivered to his doorstep?

So he immediately smiled and nodded, and slowly said:

"It was just a friendly match to exchange skills. Besides, the more they get to know each other, the better they'll cooperate in the future. We're overjoyed to see them getting along so well. Dao Jing Zhenren, you flatter us!"

Zhao Yucai's casual remark set the tone for the competition, and Dao Jingzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing to the side with a serious expression, Dao Ling didn't hesitate. After thinking for a while, he turned to his junior and said:

"Since you are eager for a fight, and the two seniors from China and Grandmaster Wang Zheng have given you this opportunity, then you should perform well. There is no need to take winning or losing so seriously. The most important thing is to show your style and carefully experience what you have gained from this exchange!"

Liu Tao, step forward. Your Shanlan Sect's techniques are profound and emphasize defense. You will go first in this round..."