Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu
Chapter 277 The drama has ended before it even started
Chapter 277 The drama has ended before it even started
“This little fellow’s magic is really extraordinary! A few months ago, when he was with Xiao Wang, he used a white light spell that confused people’s vision and blocked their perception. Now he’s using a lightning spell. These two powers seem to contain the purest natural power. Does that mean he can also use other natural powers?”
The old Taoist priest secretly guessed that this was the first time he realized that he had underestimated the ability of his own cheap disciple.
At first, I thought Xiao Heng relied on the ability to release his body’s potential by unlocking some kind of restriction, thereby increasing his strength, plus some strange magic.
Now it seems that the unique skills mastered by his disciple are not inferior to the ability to control blood in terms of mystery, power, and mystery.
“Let the master test your background again!” the old Taoist muttered.
Of course, it couldn’t be him who took action, otherwise, given the character of his own disciple, he would probably run away.
He turned to look at his beloved disciple and said, “Lingyu, you can go in directly and attack together with Chu Lan.”
I had planned to wait until the fight between the two was over before arranging a competition between Lingyu and Xiaoheng, but now Chu Lan was completely unable to put any pressure on them, he was just teasing them.
When Zhang Lingyu heard his master’s sudden words, he was still confused and thought he had heard it wrong.
“Master, you want me and Chu Lan to fight Du Heng together? This is not fair to him, and it is not fair to win.”
The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then he looked at you carefully and said jokingly, “What did Xiao Heng and Chu Lan do to you yesterday? Why are you so confident today? You feel that the victory is unfair before the fight even started. Could it be that Xiao Heng admitted defeat to you at the Luotian Grand Ceremony and let you win until now?”
Zhang Lingyu looked embarrassed, “Master, stop joking, you know that’s not what I meant.”
“Okay, get out of here! Why are you hesitating? I’m watching you, so nothing can go wrong.” Regardless of whether he was willing or not, the old Taoist priest waved his sleeves and sent him into the arena.
at the same time.
Zhang Chulan was overjoyed to see his helper. As for things like two against one or unfair victory, he didn’t care. The process was not important, the result was what mattered.
He began to look at Du Heng with a smile, his face full of ill intentions, twisted his neck, clasped his fists and snapped his fingers.
“Brother Heng, you are done. This is the master who wants to punish you. Don’t blame me for being heavy-handed later. After all, it’s just a sparring match. It’s normal to have some small movements.”
Think about the “humiliation” he faced in the past few months from Feng Baobao, Du Heng, Xu San, Xu Si and others. He has waited for so long just for an opportunity to frame Du Heng. He wants to fight for it, not to prove how great he is, but to tell everyone that he must get back his lost dignity.
Du Heng smiled strangely and nodded slightly, agreeing, “Indeed, when competing with each other, there will always be mistakes, and it is inevitable to suffer some skin injuries.”
Seeing that the old Taoist priest “lacked martial ethics” and directly arranged for Zhang Lingyu to die, and even joined forces to deal with him, there was no need for him to reason with others. He would first deal with this guy in front of him, give him a beating, and make him face the reality.
“Thunder, thunder pool!”
The sword finger stopped in front of him, and a point of starlight condensed on the fingertips. This was the compression of the lightning spell to the extreme, which contained terrifying power. It was impossible to do it before, but after the upgrade of Jiugong Qimen, the comprehension of Qimen spells rose to a level, which was like a upgrade.
call out!
With a casual flick, the starlight shot out and appeared above Zhang Chulan’s head in the blink of an eye. As the latter stared in amazement, the starlight exploded.
Stab it!
Pulse beams, crackling arcs, a pool of thunder poured down on Zhang Chulan. At this moment, his body seemed extremely fragile and tiny. Countless lightning bolts rushed towards him, wreaking havoc and corroding his body.
Zhang Chulan cried out in agony on the spot, mixed with insults and accusations.
“Ah, Brother Heng, are you serious? I am not Ma Xianhong, nor am I Quan Xing Yaoren. You are going to chop me with this trick!”
Thunder and lightning don’t care about his stubbornness. Instead, they are good at dealing with stubbornness. His Yang Wu Lei is indeed very powerful, but the difference in their cultivation cannot be ignored.
People with different cultivation levels would have completely different powers when performing the same move, not to mention that the power of lightning they controlled was very different. The natural power of lightning was not inferior to that of thunder magic, and was even purer.
The Yang Five Thunders are named the Five Thunders but they are actually the Five Qi.
When a person is born, the innate Qi exists in the body and can be divided into five elements. The five Qi gather into one, and the law followed is the Five Thunders Law.
The lightning magic performed by Du Heng was stimulated by the innate Qi and used the Nine Palaces Qimen to mobilize the great forces of nature. Therefore, the power of thunder and lightning he controlled can be divided into two sources. One is the innate Qi, and the other is one of the eight great forces of nature.
This is also the reason why Ma Xianhong’s stealing beast was unable to absorb all the lightning spells and was directly torn apart, because it can only absorb the Qi part, and cannot absorb the pure lightning power. “Ah!”
The screams continued, but Zhang Chulan was no longer recognizable as a human. He was struck by the lightning and fell to the ground with a loud bang. His whole body was charred and he trembled from time to time, with electric arcs crackling on his body.
He uttered gibberish, “You really want me to die. Why don’t you take back this magical power?”
“He can still speak, so he seems to be fine, not bad!” Du Heng commented with interest, pinching his chin.
“puff!”
Zhang Chulan was so angry that his blood was already boiling inside his body, and now he even had the urge to vomit blood. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes on the spot, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.
This scared the others and they all thought that the man had been struck unconscious.
Swish!
The old Taoist priest appeared beside Zhang Chulan out of concern.
He had just said that he would keep an eye on the person and nothing would happen, but right after that his own disciple beat the person up severely. This was a slap in the face of this old man, so he immediately glanced over.
Du Heng stood at attention and trembled. He quickly raised his hands and said, “Master, don’t worry. I am trying to force Chu Lan to withstand the blow to his limit. I guarantee there will be no internal injuries.”
Unexpectedly, black lines appeared on the old Taoist’s forehead. The more he listened, the more familiar it seemed. How was this different from what he had said to his master and Zhang Huaiyi?
“Cough cough!”
Zhang Chulan coughed, perhaps to catch his breath, and came back to his senses, then spoke to the old Taoist priest with difficulty.
“Master, if you want to beat Brother Heng and deal with him, your grandson doesn’t have the ability to do so, and I’m afraid that my junior uncle won’t be able to do it either. So, don’t count on others. Go do it yourself while you can still do it.”
As soon as these words came out.
The old Taoist priest’s face turned even darker, but he was also amused at the same time. This was exactly what Zhang Huaiyi had said to his master, with almost the same words!
At that time, he used the Thunder Prisoner move, which was also designed to strike Zhang Huaiyi according to the degree of his golden light, and also made the man unconscious. Zhang Huaiyi said the same thing afterwards.
It is said that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse’s son will dig holes.
Ha ha!
It’s really a cycle of reincarnation that cannot be escaped. Back then the grandfather was struck by lightning, and now the grandson is also struck by lightning. Even the words they say are the same. They are indeed a grandfather and grandson!
When Du Heng saw that Zhang Chulan was playing tricks again and dared to pretend to be pitiful so that the old Taoist priest could take action himself, he was furious and was about to hit him in the mouth again to make him behave himself.
“Master, please don’t listen to his nonsense. This guy is full of nonsense and likes to plot and scheme. Don’t look at his miserable appearance after being hit. In fact, nothing happened. He must be feeling unbalanced and feel that he has lost face, so he wants to take the opportunity to retaliate.”
That’s why he didn’t want to fight with his master now. At the beginning, he and Wang Dayan attacked together. Even with the combined force of the Eight Gates, they could only barely force out the master’s Golden Light Curse, which almost broke his spirit.
If I fight with my master again, I’m afraid my mentality will collapse!
When Zhang Chulan heard this, he sat up as if by divine help and angrily yelled, “You fart!”
Swish!
Several pairs of eyes looked at him, and Du Heng was even more joking and amused.
Seeing this, Zhang Chulan looked embarrassed and immediately lay down again, holding his stomach and crying out in pain.
“Ouch. Ah. It hurts, Master!”
The old Taoist’s mouth twitched slightly. Even Xiao Heng couldn’t do such a shameless thing, so he was the only one left.
It’s really, really hard for Lingyu.
Thinking of this, he remembered his unlucky apprentice. Where is this person?
(End of this chapter)