I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

This time, he came to the Changyun Realm to further hone his resolve from a hundred battles to lay the foundation for breaking into the Immortal Realm.

The Battle Hall, a unique force, spread over more than thirty Realms in the Divine Realm.

Famous for being warlike, they often lurked within the Heavenly Grottos of various realms, fighting valiantly, fearlessly facing death. The more perilous the place, the more likely it was to encounter someone from the Battle Hall.

They believed that by refining the resolve from a hundred battles in combat, once one had solidified this resolve, they become unwavering, advancing against adversities, with their combat power increasing explosively.

The strength of the Martial Artists from the Battle Hall was generally 30% stronger than other Martial Artists in the same realm.

Among the prodigies, when it came to combat, the Battle Hall's were more savage and braver, and the prodigies from other major forces would not easily spar with the Battle Hall's prodigies.

In the eyes of prodigies from other major forces, the Battle Hall's prodigies were all crazies!

Warlike crazies, who went all out in a fight as if they were insane, with an air of fighting to the death.

Once someone from the Battle Hall clashed with others, had a conflict, or even held a grudge, it was addressed directly and decisively with a battle to resolve the enmity.

A life-and-death battle, where losing meant the Battle Hall conceded inferiority and erased all enmities with a single stroke.

If the enemy lost, they naturally achieved their desire for revenge and resolved the conflict.

This direct and decisive method of resolving enmities might seem to make it easy to resolve disputes with the Battle Hall, but in reality, it was not. After all, Martial Artists from the Battle Hall were 30% stronger in the same realm.

And those who took action to resolve grudges were inevitably the best among the Battle Hall, and so far, no one had survived such a duel.

If someone was unconvinced and violated the rules of the duel, the Battle Hall would not be polite and would directly and forcefully crush them.

This straightforward style, decisive and combative like a madman, also meant that the major powers of the Divine Realm would not easily have conflicts with the Battle Hall.

And since the Battle Hall advocated for battle, they were all belligerent people, constantly waging wars in the Heavenly Grottos. As long as they were not provoked, they did not provoke others.

It was precisely because of this reason that when people from the Battle Hall appeared, the major powers welcomed them into the Heavenly Grottos, which could lessen the pressure of guarding them.

Even when a Heavenly Grotto was under a massive invasion and the situation was critical, they would seek help from the Battle Hall as a first response, and the Battle Hall's people never declined, rather they rushed to battle with high fighting spirit.

Numerous crises within the Heavenly Grottos had been quelled due to the reinforcements from the Battle Hall.

Hong Ting, being one of the prodigies of the Battle Hall who had battled through numerous Heavenly Grottos, had indeed earned considerable renown. His arrival in the Duowu Cave of Changyun Realm was naturally widespread news.

All major forces knew that Hong Ting had come here for his training.

Boom!

The Depraved Witchcraft Power's light of a hundred eyes shone upon him, but Hong Ting's fighting spirit surged, and he even roared out loud, wielding his twin axes aglow with lightning, resisting the irradiation of the light of a hundred eyes.

"Duowu indeed has some tricks up its sleeve!"

Hong Ting felt a chill in his heart as he faced a Duowu whose realm was comparable to his. The light of a hundred eyes seemed to instill a sense of laziness in his heart.

To know that with his strength, he was one of the top in his realm, especially the Battle Hall's resolve from a hundred battles, an extremely powerful form of purposeful combat technique.

Despite this, he still felt the terror of the light of a hundred eyes.

"This is a peculiar power that corrosively erodes the will and the inner thoughts of the Divine Soul!"

Hong Ting understood in his heart.

However, he was unconcerned and his fighting spirit grew even more intense, the fleeting thoughts of laziness already expelled.

"Come at me, death!"

He stepped forward, swinging his great axe, and in a flash of lightning, with a splat, he slew the Duowu.

"How could mere Depraved Witchcraft Power shake my resolve!"

Hong Ting's gaze was icy as he looked ahead at a dozen or so Duowu and strode forward to attack.

Boom!

Those dozen or so Duowu, wielding black tridents, cursed loudly as eyes opened on their chests and bellies, blasting out powerful light from a hundred eyes.

More than a dozen Duowu unleashed the light of a hundred eyes together.

"Roar!"

Hong Ting let out a roar, his eyes turning red at that moment, his fighting spirit soaring as he seemed to enter a state of battle frenzy.

"Die!"

He slashed with his twin axes, the ferocious might of the axes bearing down on the dozen or so Duowu.

Clang!

The dozen or so Duowu raised their tridents to defend, and a great battle erupted in an instant, with the light of a hundred eyes continuing to shine on Hong Ting, seeking to erode his will.

However, Hong Ting grew more ferocious and manic in battle, showing no signs of laziness or loss of fighting spirit, but rather entering a state of agitation.

"Truly deserving of being a Battle Hall prodigy, too powerful, they were able to withstand the Evil Eye's light!"

"Hong Ting's resolve from a hundred battles is so condensed, so pure, worthy of being one of the Immortal Realm aspirants of the Battle Hall!"

Inside the Heavenly Grotto, other Martial Artists exclaimed in admiration.

Because of Duowu's Evil Eye's light, none of these Martial Artists dared to face a Duowu alone; at the very least they teamed up in pairs.

But Hong Ting faced more than a dozen Duowu alone without falling behind.

"Would it provoke the avatar of the ancestor of Duowu?"

A Martial Artist voiced his concern.

"It shouldn't come to that."

Hong Ting's battle with the Duowu continued, filled with incessant roars and soaring fighting spirit, becoming increasingly wild in the fight. His frenzied demeanor made the Duowu facing him develop a sense of retreating.

This guy is a madman, too crazed, and capable of resisting the hundred eyes' light.

Splat!

Suddenly, as a Duowu began to harbor thoughts of retreat and attempted to step back, it exposed a moment of weakness. Hong Ting seized the opportunity and decapitated them with his axe!

This caused the remaining Duowu to grow frightened, defending and retreating simultaneously.