You Laugh at Huaxia for Having No Ancient Methods? I Answer with Five Thunderbolts

Zhang Xiao woke up to find himself the junior granduncle with the highest seniority in the Tianshi Residence.

In his daily life, all he had to do was show off a few martial arts moves or casually lecture on Daoist scriptures to earn all kinds of rewards.

[You demonstrate the Crane-Controlling Grappling Technique and receive the divine-level Thunderclap Palm!]

[You hold a scripture lecture and receive the divine-level Heart-Cleansing Mantra!]

[You demonstrate running along walls and leaping over rooftops and receive the divine-level Void-Walking Art!]

[You give a brief demonstration of the Three Pure Ones Spirit-Transforming Art and receive the divine-level Five Thunder Righteous Art!]

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At that time, the Daoist sects had withdrawn from the world, while ancient arts were resurfacing in countries around the globe.

The practitioners of ancient arts who came to issue challenges defeated one Daoist sect after another.

Before long, ancient arts had become a laughingstock!

A Japanese swordsman who had already won nine consecutive matches even declared that he would smash the Tianshi Residence's signboard, kill the old Celestial Master with a single slash, claim his tenth straight victory, and trample the ancient martial arts underfoot!

Old Celestial Master: “My junior granduncle is invincible under heaven. I request that he take the field!”

Zhang Xiao: “So you're the one who said you'd smash our signboard?”

Japanese swordsman: “Make your move! I will give it my all and grant you the respect you deserve…”

Before he could finish, Zhang Xiao lazily glanced up at the cloudless sky and beckoned with one hand.

Rumble!

In an instant,

black clouds loomed over the city!

A sea of thunder churned!

Countless bolts of lightning crashed down!