The fat man spoke up, instantly halting the old man and the girl from their bickering.

The man holding the steel pitchfork also stifled his laughter and spoke coldly:

"The Sihai Dragon Heads are probably muddle-headed.

"The inheritance of the Hall Master's position is not to be treated lightly.

"Since he obtained the Dragon King Mirror, if he offers it up willingly, our Dragon King Hall could still treat him as an honored guest.

"But wanting to become Hall Master is somewhat overestimating himself?"

"Silence."

The old man gave the man a cold glance:

"In the past, the Old Palace Master journeyed to the end of the world, seeking solutions for his martial arts.

"With the Dragon King Hall lacking a leader, that led to the New Hall Master taking over.

"However, lacking legitimacy, for many years, our Dragon King Hall acted cautiously, keeping our heads down.

"It's precisely because the Dragon King Mirror's whereabouts were unknown, and the Hall Master's inheritance was severed.

"Now, the New Hall Master has obtained the Dragon King Mirror and learned our Dragon King Hall's Chamber Divine Skill.

"Precisely the undisputed choice for Hall Master, leaving no room for us to argue."

The steel pitchfork-bearing man glanced at the old man with a smile:

"So, Uncle Tian's Qianbu plans to accept him as the New Hall Master?"

"What? Your Kanbu has a different idea?"

Uncle Tian coldly looked at him: "Impermanence, I advise you, the eight sects are only united under the Hall Master, led by the Eight Sects Dragon Maiden, making them formidable. Wanting to defect means courting destruction."

"Uncle Tian, you're older and of higher status, I always show you respect."

The man named Impermanence coldly smiled:

"But don't rely on your age to lord over."

"Oh?"

Uncle Tian swung his hand, flicking the fishing rod in his palm, his lips curling with a cold smile:

"Young man with no manners, want to see if your Uncle Tian has the skills to sew your mouth shut with this fishhook?"

As he finished speaking, a buzzing swept through the void, as the man named Impermanence pointed his steel pitchfork.

A 'ding' sound echoed.

Something was flicked away, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a fishhook attached to a fishing line.

After being flicked away, it did not fall but suddenly turned, intending to wrap around Impermanence.

Impermanence seemed prepared for this, and his body flickered like a swimming fish, twisting and escaping from the fishing line.

The steel pitchfork in his palm shook and headed straight for Uncle Tian.

Uncle Tian burst into laughter:

"Impermanence, your fish-dragon technique opposing me is an act of seeking your own end; I'll fish you up as an entree for tonight's banquet."

"Boastful words!"

Impermanence shouted angrily: "You haven't caught a fish in three years, and you think you can catch me? I bet you can't."

Their hands did not stop as they spoke.

The fishing rod Uncle Tian wielded was indeed a strange weapon.

Now displayed, besides the 'wrap' and 'hook' techniques using the fishing line and hook, it also showcased sweep, slash, stab, draw, cut, block, and bump techniques… among others.

The fishing rod alone could be used like a spear; long and flexible, it could also serve as a whip.

Coupled with the fishing line and hook, it added more complexity.

Uncle Tian's technique was ingenious and limitless.

During their fight, even though it hadn't reached its peak, no ordinary person could tread within three to five zhang of space.

The person named Impermanence, wielding a steel pitchfork, also displayed a variety of techniques.

But the most captivating was his movement technique, fish-dragon transformation.

Once executed, he resembled a swimming fish, sometimes slippery and elusive, sometimes soaring like a dragon, the steel pitchfork in his hand unleashed with boundless power.

Both belonging to the eight sects, they each excelled in martial arts.

In their entanglement, it quickly escalated into a situation beyond resolution.

Suddenly, Uncle Tian shouted softly:

"Hit!"

The fishhook flipped under the shake of the fishing rod, swiftly hooking towards Impermanence's throat.

Impermanence got riled up seeing Uncle Tian's ruthless approach, his steel pitchfork showed no mercy.

The sharp edge turned and stabbed directly at the heart:

"Strike!!"

At this point, both were truly enraged.

Ready to unleash their ferocity, a voice roared:

"Stop!"

The voice came from the fat man with an antenna atop his head.

But neither Uncle Tian nor Impermanence paid any heed.

Just as they were about to continue fighting, they heard a gust of wind overhead.

Both instinctively looked up, and Impermanence's face turned pale, while Uncle Tian mumbled:

"Oh, my mother!"

With those four words, he didn't hesitate and bolted.

Impermanence retreated simultaneously.

A small figure descended from the sky.

The hands holding two Purple Gold Mixed Element Hammers smashed down fiercely.

In an instant, the ground shook, dust and stones flew.

A large deep pit was created in the earth.

As the dust settled, a girl with ram horns braid, sporting rosy cheeks, was seen holding two Purple Gold Mixed Element Hammers, one on her shoulder, the other dragging on the ground.

She coldly glared at Uncle Tian and Impermanence:

"This is Weilong Island, it's my territory.

"Fighting is fine, but if you fight with me, life and death are irrelevant!!" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"Crazy woman..."

Impermanence muttered under his breath.

Uncle Tian looked reluctantly at his fishing rod.

In his hands, the fishing rod could unleash great power, but it wasn't a rare item.

It was just a bamboo stick casually picked from the bamboo forest.