Battle Begins.

Shi Lang and his fellow disciples entered the forest and rushed through the woods at a fast speed. Bai Yan said, "This place is not simple." 

The rest of the people nodded, and Shi Lang said, "For the initial part of the battle, let me use a spear. I want to see what these so-called geniuses are made of." 

The five people almost tripped over. Liang Ping said in a solemn tone, "Junior Brother, this is not a good time to joke. How can you face them with a spear? They have condensed their spiritual spears already..." 

Shi Lang did not want to be entangled in an argument, so he called for his spiritual weapons. He was positioned in the center of the formation, and all of the disciples saw the two needle-like lightning-blue weapons hovering over his palm. The five of them sucked in a deep breath, and Wen Lengxue mumbled, "To condense a spiritual tool, one must know its essence. You comprehended it. You monster."