Chapter 14: Golden Light Streaks Across, Purple Sun Suppresses Eight Mystical Skills.
According to Wang Bing's performance in the original novel, Zhang Ziyang was not worthy of praise. In the original novel, he was basically pressed to the ground by Zhang Lingyu and beaten until he could not fight back. He could not even force Zhang Lingyu to use the most basic Lightning Palm.
One of the so-called Eight Wondrous Skills,'Spirit Capturing and General Dispatching,' didn't have much of an effect in his hands.
Looking at the sky, there was still about two hours before the start of the second round of the competition.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Ziyang began to regulate his breathing, preparing to adjust his condition to the best.
In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.
When they arrived at the arena, there were already many figures sitting in the audience. When Zhang Ziyang saw Lu Linglong sitting in the front row, he greeted her and then nodded slightly at the Lu family disciples as a greeting.
When it was about time, the judge from the Celestial Master Residence stepped into the audience and said in a clear voice,"Please enter."
As soon as the referee finished speaking, a few old figures stepped into the audience, causing a wave of exclamations. "I didn't expect Master Zhang to come personally.”
"Even Senior Lu Jin is here. That must be the Wang Clan's Patriarch, Wang Ai, right?”Standing in the audience, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the two figures in the arena and smiled without saying a word.
Wang Ai leaned on her walking stick with an inexplicable smile on her face. "That kid is Zhang Ziyang, who was accepted as the last disciple of the old heavenly master. I heard that his talent is extraordinary. My great-grandson is useless.”
Zhang Zhiwei stroked his white beard, narrowed his eyes, and smiled without saying a word.
Lu Jin looked at Zhang Ziyang, then his gaze fell on the fighting arena.
In the arena, Zhang Ziyang sized up the young man standing opposite him with a proud face and thought to himself,""What a weak person. He's simply trash.”
Judging from his aura, this young man's realm was only around Houtian eighth stage. He hadn't even touched the threshold of ninth stage. The characteristic of Spirit Capturing and Commanding was that the stronger the spirit, the stronger the spirit. According to the information, this kid didn't have any powerful spirit. No wonder he was pressed to the ground by Zhang Lingyu in the second last round.
"You must be Zhang Ziyang, the legendary guy with extraordinary talent. Speaking of which, you didn't enter Mount Longhu because you had a backer, did you?”
At the same time that Zhang Ziyang was sizing him up, Wang Bing was also sizing him up. His tone was arrogant and disdainful, completely disregarding him.
Zhang Ziyang was furious, but his eyes turned cold.""You must be that scum who has committed all kinds of crimes. I've heard of your reputation. I originally wanted to give you a chance, but now that you're courting death, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson.”
As his indifferent words fell, the entire fighting arena fell silent. One could hear a pin drop.
For a moment, all the mutants in the arena were stunned by Zhang Ziyang's words.
"You're too arrogant. My Wang Clan doesn't need an outsider to teach them a lesson.”Wang Bing's father said.
Wang Ai's face sank, and he was extremely furious. If he wasn't too afraid of Zhang Zhiwei, he would have rushed down and skinned Zhang Ziyang.
He was one of the four great families in the capital, and he was one of the top ten. Yet, someone actually dared to point at his favorite great-grandson and scold him.
"Don't take the younger generation's quarrels to heart, you old fellows," said Zhang Zhiwei with a faint smile.”
With Zhang Zhiwei's words, Wang Ai did not continue to argue. She snorted coldly and looked at the arena again.
In the arena, Zhang Ziyang's expression did not change, but Wang Bing's face was as gloomy as water.
With a cold gaze, Wang Bing said coldly,"Brat, since young, no one has ever dared to say such words in front of me. You will pay the price for this!”
"What, you don't want to admit that you're trash?”
Zhang Ziyang did not mind. He said," You've been stabbed by me in pain. You're angry out of humiliation. If you have the strength, feel free to give it a try."”
In an instant, the situation was on the verge of breaking out. A powerful but cold aura swept out from Wang Bing's body.
At the same time, Wang Bing's aura rose in an instant, directly rising from the early stage of the eighth rank to the peak of the ninth rank. He was only a step away from the Xiantian realm.
Zhang Ziyang narrowed his eyes. Was this the so-called Spirit Capturing and Commanding? The increase in his own strength was obvious, but for the current him, this was far from enough.
Just as his thoughts were spinning, Wang Bing's figure suddenly shot out, bringing along an incomparable whirlwind as he attacked Zhang Ziyang.
Zhang Ziyang smiled and said,""What a slow speed, not much faster than a snail!”
As he spoke, Zhang Ziyang took a step forward. A golden light swept out in all directions with him as the center. A golden pillar stretched across the world, emitting an endless and terrifying might. At this moment, he was like a god in the world, a ferocious beast descending on the mortal world. His entire body was filled with an extremely strong aura.
Zhang Ziyang's hand was as fast as lightning. He grabbed his wrist, which was still in the golden light, and pulled it fiercely.
"Kacha!" The sound of bones rubbing against each other was accompanied by intense pain. Wang Bing's face twisted as he could no longer feel his wrist!
However, before Wang Bing could react, Zhang Ziyang's figure flashed and he directly kicked his face.
"Bang!"
Zhang Ziyang's toes came into close contact with Wang Bing's face. Blood splattered as Wang Bing's body flipped 180 degrees in the air.
Zhang Ziyang had a faint smile on his face. He calculated the timing and kicked his abdomen the moment his body was about to land on the ground.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out as Wang Bing's body flew out uncontrollably like a cannonball. He flew out several times before crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Puff! Puff!"
Lying on the ground, Wang Bing felt the intense pain in his body. His face twisted and he spat out blood. He screamed in pain.
Crushing, an extremely crushing existence.
For a moment, the entire arena fell into a dead silence. Not only were the audience stunned, but even Lu Jin and Wang Ai were dumbfounded.
In a flash, Wang Bing was beaten until his head was bleeding and he was extremely miserable.
A smile appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's face, but it soon returned to calmness.""Wang Ai, this disciple of mine was a little too harsh, but he's a young man, and he's hot-blooded. It's inevitable for him to get injured during sparring.”
Hearing this, Wang Ai's old face turned red. Her slightly chubby body trembled non-stop, and her fists clenched tightly.
This kid could beat a Houtian ninth stage cultivator like a sandbag. How terrifying was this kid's strength?
Staring at the figures on the stage, Lu Jin exclaimed,""Old Celestial Master, your disciple's physical cultivation is so strong!”
Internal martial arts cultivated Qi, while physical martial arts cultivated the body. Just like the Vajra Body Tempering, it could make the body of the cultivator invulnerable. In the previous match, Zhang Ziyang had only used the Golden Light Spell to protect himself from the evil spirit's attack. The rest of the time, he had relied on his body to suppress Wang Bing.
Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said,""This kid was born magical, and I didn't teach him anything. He's been groping and groping for his own cultivation for the past 18 years. I don't know if he's practiced any physical techniques, but this kid's body is quite strong.”
"Innate Dao Body!" Wang Ai exclaimed.
However, his face stiffened and his breathing became a little chaotic.
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