The sound of shattering glass rang out, and the golden light on Zhang Lingyu's body was shattered by this finger wind, breaking into countless golden light points. The seemingly hard golden light spell was shattered without any resistance under this power, and Zhang Lingyu, who was at the center of the power, was instantly invaded by a strange power in his right arm, which instantly sealed the meridians in his right arm, and the Qi in his right arm could no longer flow.
What is this?
Zhang Lingyu clutched her right arm, channeling her internal energy to continuously attack Xu Le's blockade, but to no avail. It was like two parallel lines, seemingly close yet forever unable to intersect; her own energy was completely ineffective.
"Children should know some manners, or they'll get beaten."
Xu Le said in a condescending tone, then glanced at Zhang Chulan, who had gotten up from the ground, and asked with interest, "Do you want to show your true skills and fight him? After all, your performance today was rather disappointing."
"I'm going to show this guy what I'm capable of!" Zhang Chulan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the golden light on his body dissipated, and a white light shone from his left hand. Lightning crackled and popped, and tiny lightning snakes snaked across his hand.
Thunder Magic!
How is that possible! How could he know lightning magic!
Zhang Lingyu was shocked. Ignoring the blocked meridians in her right arm, she stared intently at the lightning in Zhang Chulan's hand. After confirming it several times, Zhang Lingyu was certain that it was one of the secret techniques of their Longhu Mountain, the lightning technique. In theory, it was taught by the Old Celestial Master. How did Zhang Chulan learn it?
Zhang Lingyu felt that things were becoming increasingly confusing, as if a dark curtain had been drawn over them. First, there was the death of the thin Taoist priest, then Xu Le's sudden appearance, and then Zhang Chulan's unexpected use of thunder magic. These events caught him off guard one by one.
"Anyway, with your strength, you could defeat him even without using your right hand!"
Faced with Xu Le's mocking words, Zhang Lingyu did not answer. Dragging her right hand, whose meridians were sealed, she dodged Zhang Chulan's lightning-infused attack, leaped back several meters, and confronted Zhang Chulan.
"Heh heh, let's see if you dare to be so arrogant again, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Zhang Chulan showed no intention of letting Xu Le lift Zhang Lingyu's seal. After all, in his dictionary, it would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal, especially since Zhang Lingyu had humiliated him and was also so handsome.
Xu Leshuai was one thing, he was a big shot, Zhang Chulan couldn't afford to offend him. But Zhang Lingyu was different, she was so young yet acted so mature and arrogant, bossing him around and looking down on him, how could Zhang Chulan tolerate that?
The electric light on Zhang Chulan's hands intensified, with white electric sparks constantly appearing and disappearing, emitting a hissing sound in the air.
"Look at my little white worm!"
Zhang Chulan grasped his left wrist with his right hand, continuously channeling his Qi into it. A ball of white electric snake shot out from his palm and flew towards Zhang Lingyu.
"Although I don't know where you stole the thunder magic from, do you think you're the only one who knows it?"
Zhang Lingyu's calm voice echoed through the forest. A ball of black lightning was born in his hand and, under his control, collided with the white electric snakes that changed shape in the air.
The pitch-black lightning appeared filthy and disgusting, unlike the pure and masculine power of thunder magic, but more like the power of demons.
Bang!
Two bolts of lightning collided, sending up billowing smoke.
Zhang Chulan looked at the smoke and dust in the air, and glanced at Zhang Lingyu standing not far away. Seeing a slight smile on his face, Zhang Chulan suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sizzle!
Suddenly, black lightning shot out from the smoke. Zhang Chulan's lightning magic had been completely shattered, and its only effect was to shrink the black lightning a little, but this did not stop the black lightning from attacking.
"not good!"
The orange-haired little girl couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as she watched the black lightning bolt hurtle towards Zhang Chulan. After all, they were ordered to invite Zhang Chulan over, and if anything went wrong, they would inevitably be punished.
Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank, and his body was protected by a golden light spell, but a sense of danger still enveloped him. He could clearly feel how powerful the black lightning in the sky was, without any trace of deception. If he were hit, the consequences would be either death or serious injury!
Swish swish swish!
The sound of leaves rustling filled the woods, as if something was rushing towards them.
A kitchen knife flew out from the dark bushes, slicing through the night sky and shattering the black lightning that was about to penetrate Zhang Chulan. The huge recoil sent the knife flying, tumbling several times in the air before being caught by a slender hand.
"What do you want to do to my slave?"
Feng Baobao, dressed in a polka-dot purple nightgown that looked like it was custom-made from a funeral shop, with her hair disheveled, asked in a Sichuan accent, looking like a boss standing up for a bullied henchman.
"Sister Bao'er... oh no, Master, you've finally arrived! You must stand up for me!" Zhang Chulan cried to Feng Baobao, looking utterly humiliated. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Zhang Lingyu had defiled his innocence.
Zhang Lingyu raised an eyebrow, looked at Xu Le who was sitting to the side watching the show, and said in a deep voice, "Can you remove the seal on my right arm now?"
With a flick of his finger, Zhang Lingyu's right arm went slightly numb. Then, the strange energy sealed in his meridians gathered into a ball of golden light, detached from his body, and flew back into Xu Le's palm.
These are some of the insights Xu Le gained after reading so many cultivation techniques of extraordinary individuals. This made his grasp of Qi much stronger, and with the help of his divine sense, he could perfectly control every bit of true essence in his body. At the same time, he developed some other ways to use it, one of which was sealing the meridians.
Zhang Lingyu shook his arm, glanced at Feng Baobao who was brandishing a kitchen knife and ready to strike at any moment, and Zhang Chulan who looked mournful, walked straight into the pit, carried his chubby junior nephew on his back, and said to Zhang Chulan, "Remember to come and participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."
After saying that, Zhang Lingyu turned and left. After all, too many things had happened this time, and he had to rush back to report to the Celestial Master immediately.
With the main characters gone, Xu Le lost interest in having fun and used the snake talisman to become invisible and leave.
The orange-haired girl looked a little disappointed when she saw Xu Le leave without a word. She then followed the hooded woman and left as well. After all, Zhang Chulan couldn't be taken away because Feng Baobao was there, so Feng Shayan had to figure out a way herself.
"Sister Baobao, thank you so much for saving me this time! I'll head back now!" Zhang Chulan sensed the strange atmosphere. Everyone had left, leaving him alone with this crazy woman, and he might even suffer some more. He said this with a forced smile, then turned and ran away.
Bang!
A sharp pain shot through the back of his head, and Zhang Chulan gradually lost consciousness. In his last blurry vision, he saw Feng Baobao standing in front of him, her long, black hair falling across his face. She spoke in that enigmatic Sichuan dialect, "You're always making a fuss. I'll have to use my method."
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Chapter 96: Evil Arts (Bonus chapter for the leader of Guangling Guantao, thank you for your support!)
In the dimly lit room, a faint candlelight dispelled the darkness. A dozen or so ordinary people, their hands and feet bound, struggled incessantly in a corner. In front of them burned a huge black pot, with firewood burning fiercely beneath it, occasionally sending sparks flying towards them.
Creak!
The door was slowly opened, and Liu Yanyan, dressed in black, walked in carrying Xu Le's corpse on her back. Her expression was somewhat numb, and her eyes were cold as she stared at the bound people, as if she were looking at livestock to be slaughtered.