Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 826 Zhang Chulan's Talent and Strength

Therefore, it seems that the person he admires most in this era is still Old Meng, the all-knowing temporary worker.

Although Gao Erzhuang also used Qi and "divine" to access electromagnetic waves and became Zhang Zhiwei of the Internet, it was a forced act, not a voluntary one, and his achievements could not be replicated or promoted.

Only Lao Meng, a temporary worker from the Northwest, independently discovered, developed, and learned, forming a completely new path—a path that combines traditional Qi cultivation with modern science. Perhaps because he explored it alone, or perhaps due to his limited education, his integration is still relatively superficial, but it is nonetheless a valuable step.

"Now that this matter is over, it's necessary to keep an eye on this person. If he had studied at Trinity University in this life, perhaps he could have achieved even more."

As He Songling spoke, he uttered the word "clear," and the clouds dispersed, revealing a bright, sunny day. The thunder ceased and the clouds vanished. Zhang Chulan's full-power palm lightning vanished into nothingness before him.

"It still doesn't work." By this point, having made it all the way to the finals, no matter how he got there, Zhang Chulan had developed a desire for enlightenment.

Since we've come all this way, we can't just leave empty-handed, can we?
Whether or not I get the prize is another matter, but at least I'm testing my limits.

He wanted to see just how well he could do, and whether he could surpass the limits he had imagined himself to be.

A rare surge of passion welled up in Zhang Chulan's chest. He steeled his resolve and with a "whoosh," he suppressed all the lightning on his body.

"Thunder!"

Zhang Chulan's speed and strength increased by more than one level in an instant. Many people in the stands could barely see his movements; they only saw a blur before they saw Zhang Chulan appear beside He Songling.

"I've contained all the lightning within my body to stimulate my Qi and physical strength. Now let's see how you disperse my technique!" Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth and attacked He Songling with tremendous force.

"The idea is good, but unfortunately we're not Conan. Even if you create a foot massager that uses electricity to stimulate muscles, it won't make you kick out a surface-to-air missile."

He Songling glanced at Zhang Chulan and then said, "It's settled!"

Immediately, Zhang Chulan felt an invisible barrier rise up around him, freezing his Qi. Not only that, the cold continued to penetrate deeper, trying to freeze his muscles, bones, blood, and even his thoughts.

"We can't give up yet!"

Zhang Chulan also showed a rare burst of passion. He used the last vestiges of his thoughts to forcefully stimulate his brain with lightning, and then circulated it throughout his entire body's meridians at maximum power.

"Full power, Xunlei VIP!"

With a "whoosh," Zhang Chulan's speed increased even further, dodging He Songling's "Word of Power" restraint.

"Great, this generation of young people is so creative with their names." He Songling thought the name was much better than his own programmer-style names like "Running Fast 1.0" and "Gathering Qi into Blade 3.1" from back then.

The name sounds like a commercial version.

“Senior brother, this person looks like…” Zhang Lingyu looked at his ninth senior brother Rong Shan beside him, “…similar to Sun Wukong from Journey to the West.”

As is well known, "Journey to the West" is a very important classic in this book. Even the layout of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms can be interpreted in "Journey to the West".

This is understandable, as Journey to the West is revered as a secret manual for alchemy cultivation, especially its chapter titles, which often contain the key principles of alchemy. But who could have predicted that these Zhengyi Taoist priests would also be reading it so frequently?

Rong Shan nodded in agreement, saying, "You know what, it's true. One word is like thunder, one word can freeze you in place, just like Sun Wukong. Could this kid be a Confucian in name only, but actually a Quanzhen master here to sabotage our place?" Rong Shan was thirty-eight or thirty-nine years old this year, a burly man who looked incredibly rugged, but his heart was as restless as a child's, and he casually made jokes about such things.

Zhang Chulan didn't find it interesting at all.

"Calm down, calm down." Zhang Chulan retreated dozens of meters away, almost with his back against the wall, and looked warily at He Songling standing in the middle of the room.

"His method seems to only affect things within a five-meter radius. If we allow for more flexibility, we could change the 360-degree circling effect to focusing it in one direction, which might double the effect. But that's about it."

It wasn't that Zhang Chulan didn't want to consider He Songling's strength anymore, but rather that there was no need to think about it anymore, no matter how powerful he was. If an opponent could control everything within a hundred meters of them with a single word, what was the point of fighting?
This is not Feng Hou Qi Men. Feng Hou Qi Men can only control the changes in the field and the array plate. Luan Jin Tuo is already a supreme mystery, which can barely immobilize a person. But what about the person in front of us?
It can even control people's actions!
This is a slap in the face.

"Attack from afar and strike at close range. While he concentrates his power in one direction and shrinks the power fields in other directions, use the speed of a Thunder VIP member to catch him off guard."

This is the only method Zhang Chulan can think of right now.

"Little white worm!"

The lightning had almost completely lost its blue color; the pulsating electric light had become completely white, and behind Zhang Chulan, it condensed into a white snake.

"go with!"

Lei Fa was incredibly fast; before most people in the stands could react, he was already within three meters of He Songling.

"Disperse."

After the incantation, the lightning magic indeed dissipated. But the long white lightning bolt seemed to move, twisting its body to evade most of the incantation's restraints, and launched an attack from another direction.

"retreat."

As another word was uttered, the white serpent Lei immediately retreated. However, Lei was too long, and its hind half did not receive the command from the word. Instead, its hind half became its front half, and with a flick of its tail, it charged at He Songling again.

"I see. No wonder you're the protagonist; your quick wit in battle is truly superior to many others."

Zhang Chulan has never been known for his fighting prowess; he mainly relies on the influence of his company or other seniors like Zhang Zhiwei, as well as the divine spirit that later took root within him to solve problems.

But that was because of the absolute difference in his cultivation level. After all, it was the result of not cultivating for a full twelve years during his developmental period. If it were an adult, the gap might be as long as thirty years. But thanks to his talent, he made up for a considerable amount.

He Songling saw through Zhang Chulan's plan right away. If he really was "Ling Songhe", he would not only be tricked, but he would also be in a lot of trouble.

Sure enough, just as He Songling expanded the range of his words to become law, a "sizzle" sound was heard, and Zhang Chulan had somehow circled around to his side and rear, charging towards him. Golden light and lightning flashed simultaneously in his hands, clearly intending to finish the job with a single blow.

"Zhang Chulan." He Songling suddenly turned around at an impossible moment, making Zhang Chulan's heart skip a beat: "What?"

"I'll show you something funny."

After saying that, countless golden runes scattered across the sky, reforming into a cage that firmly imprisoned Zhang Chulan, rendering him completely immobile.

(End of this chapter)