Lingzhang

Chapter 138: Beat to Death

Chapter 138: Beat to Death
I would rather take ten punches than one elbow.

When Yue Hanzhang's powerful elbow hit Luo Zhonghe's heart.

In an instant, Luo Zhonghe's body softened, and he felt that the rush of energy and blood throughout his body was stopped at the key point in an instant.

Then came the intense pain coming from the trembling of the heart and the broken ribs.

At the same time, Luo Zhonghe felt a tingling and uncomfortable sensation in his hands and feet, and his limbs, where blood was originally rushing, also felt a burning pain.

It was as if with the elbow hitting the heart just now, the qi and blood that had been surging violently throughout the body suddenly stopped, and then, those tiny meridians that spread throughout the limbs and bones were all subjected to some kind of violent tearing.

The more powerful Luo Zhonghe's qi and blood are, the greater the force that tears the tiny meridians apart.

By the time Luo Zhonghe caught his breath again, the severe injuries in his body were almost as serious as the tangled mess in his thoughts.

This elbow was not as fatal as the blow to the throat, but unless Luo Zhonghe was given a longer breathing time, from this moment on, he would no longer be able to exert the peak brute force of the ninth level of martial arts.

Great!
A single thought put him at a real disadvantage in the fight.

Even from this moment on, Luo Zhonghe's past rich experience could hardly play a positive role.

In a split second, he made the simplest choice.

Being blindly swept into the vortex of fist power will only make the vicious cycle worse due to one's own disadvantageous state.

However, it was impossible to take advantage of the situation to create some distance after Yue Hanzhang's pull.

Since you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

Since you can't get away, then fight!

Even the burning pain all over his body and the sense of crisis of being in real danger at this moment were violently stimulating Luo Zhonghe, causing him to enter a state of selflessness and madness in this moment of "enlightenment".

I have to forget myself, I have to go crazy!
But when Luo Zhonghe's "Dao Ji San Yuan Fist" was performed like a madman with his fist stance adjusted.

On the spot, Yue Hanzhang had already taken another step across.

Yue Hanzhang's body was flowing, and the Four Symbols' fists were also rotating on his body like water.

In an instant, the mysterious feeling of being like a secluded dragon or a dormant tiger disappeared from Yue Hanzhang's body. When he took this step, it was like a leap like a dragon or a tiger.

When this step was completed, a kind of extreme agility, swiftness, and heavy and natural aura reappeared in Yue Hanzhang's figure and fist movements.

When he calmly responded to the madman's punch, Yue Hanzhang's hands were already filled with the ultimate attack of the dragon and tiger combined attack.

Attack instead of attack, use offense instead of defense!
He has got the situation he wanted.

From the anger at the beginning, to the surprise afterwards, to the selfless madness at this moment.

The change in Luo Zhonghe's mental journey, which took only a few breaths, made him move further away from the true meaning of "Dao Ji San Yuan Quan".

No matter how complete and thorough the boxing stance is, how one exerts one's strength in selflessness, and how one is brave enough to sacrifice one's life in madness.

Without the true meaning of crushing with tyranny in a calm and peaceful manner, everything is useless!
In Yue Hanzhang's eyes, this is all show and no substance.

Under that fist stance, there was a mess just like his appearance and spirit!

"The boxing skills of the ancient Tiandu sages have lost their shape and flavor on you!"

"Even with this, you dare to usurp the throne and claim to be the legal authority?"

"Even with this, you still dare to talk such nonsense about getting back to the basics?!"

The moment Yue Hanzhang used his hands like a dragon and a tiger to attack and kill, he easily broke the so-called "Dao Ji San Yuan" boxing stance.

He took another step forward and sank his body, and it was Yue Hanzhang's turn to attack.

In the mysterious state of the dragon and tiger lying dormant, two more fake moves were used.

The two feints were far more "tempting" than before, intended to lure Luo Zhonghe to use his familiar martial arts from his rich experience.

It seemed that the more conflicted Luo Zhonghe was, the more excited Yue Hanzhang became.

It seems that as long as this trick remains effective, Yue Hanzhang can use it forever.

At the same time, Yue Hanzhang did not even forget to continue killing people and destroying their hearts with words while doing so with ease.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

The beating was not satisfying, and my thoughts became more and more confused and restless.

The more troubled one's mind is, the more the instinct will play a role.

The more unruly your mind is, the harder it is to control.

At this moment, whether Luo Zhonghe followed his instinct and attacked, or Luo Zhonghe restrained his instinct and did not attack.

The disruption of the enemy's rhythm had made Yue Hanzhang see all the flaws and defects in his boxing style that could be exploited!

Therefore, Yue Hanzhang did not continue to hit the fatal vital point to continue to stimulate Luo Zhonghe's violent stress reaction.

In an instant, the fake moves of the two palms hit the numb tendons of Luo Zhonghe's torn arms at the moment when Luo Zhonghe's rhythm was the least smooth, and the moment the attack turned from fake to real, one palm struck directly.

Another fist came out with a twist of the wrist, hitting Luo Zhonghe's injured heart and broken ribs.

Regardless of whether this was the lame man's "good leg" or "bad leg", Yue Hanzhang raised his foot and kicked hard at this moment.

No "martial ethics".

But from Luo Zhonghe's uncontrolled screams of pain.

This kind of attack is very effective.

Then, when Yue Hanzhang's figure moved like a dragon and a tiger again, between agility and solidity, Yue Hanzhang seemed to have taken the lead in making a stance, and then he waited for Luo Zhonghe's mad attack in increasingly severe pain.

The more you handle things, the more at ease you become.

The more angry he became.

And as if it was a deliberate guidance, it was during this process that Yue Hanzhang got a clear look at the boxing stance of "Dao Ji San Yuan Quan".

Even every punch thrown by the "Sanyuan" of "Dao Ji" was personally dismantled by Yue Hanzhang, who used the shapes of dragon and tiger to break up the fists hand by hand.

Then, Yue Hanzhang was not bound by his actions.

As his body moved with his feet on the Nine Palaces and as his fists practiced the Four Symbols Martial Arts, Yue Hanzhang was able to handle it with ease, which seemed more and more like an extremely domineering crushing force with a calm mind.

And it is precisely in this domineering and crushing momentum of the Nine Palaces.

His figure, his attacks, and his punches seemed to have been condensed into a furnace forged from the four major martial arts.

Luo Zhonghe was stuck in the Nine Palaces by Yue Hanzhang's fist and had no chance of breaking free.

It is the poor creature thrown into the furnace and burned.

The furnace made of fine steel and the blazing flames continued to crush everything in Luo Zhonghe's body and mind.

Until a certain moment.

When Yue Hanzhang's dragon and tiger combined boxing stance was waiting for Luo Zhonghe to attack again.

The boxing stance of Daoji Sanyuan Quan was no longer so complete and neat. It was as if under the "crushing" of Yue Hanzhang's martial arts, the melting pot of Luo Zhonghe's form and spirit supported by the boxing stance had been twisted and deformed.

And when Yue Hanzhang discovered this.

Similarly, Luo Zhonghe also discovered this.

The disadvantage turned into a defeat at this moment, and the defeat was about to turn into a real crisis of death as the pressure increased.

The instinct for survival prevailed at this moment.

Amidst endless hatred, he was forced to "decisively" make his decision.

He had clearly already stood on a smooth road, but now he was going back to his old evil path!

As one of the earliest monks in the Song Sheng Sect who could choose to guide souls back to the living, he was already a backbone figure of the sect in his past and had a very deep understanding of many of the sect's secret techniques.

It is said that the performance of the Nether Spring Ritual is not entirely free of charge, and there is no limit to the number of times it can be performed.

Even with such a complete process of nurturing and resurrection that was carried out step by step, there has never been a precedent in the Holy Religion of frequent deaths and resurrections.

The mystery between life and death is still so mysterious even if there are secret methods.

For Luo Zhonghe, this opportunity to reshape his path may be the last and only chance in his life!

He has even set foot on this path!

It’s just a matter of a thought!
At this moment, Luo Zhonghe had to step down from this road and stand again on the road that he originally hated.

In this instant of change, time seemed to freeze, and that flash of moment seemed to be as long as eternity. And every minute and every second of this long moment was an extremely painful torture for Luo Zhonghe.

In such extreme resentment.

The next moment arrives.

When Yue Hanzhang raised his palms again to make two fake moves.

"Damn it! Yes! I'm here to answer it!"

As if venting, with an extreme roar, all traces of "Dao Ji San Yuan Fist" on this person disappeared completely.

At the same time, another strange but very familiar sharp and vicious fist force suddenly appeared in his body from nothing to something, from faint to full strength, like thunder on the earth, causing an extreme explosive momentum in an instant!

And it was at this moment that it seemed as if everything from the previous life had returned to him with the interpretation of boxing in the unity of form and spirit!
The energy and blood power of the ninth level of martial arts was vibrating the whole body at this moment, but when it broke out, it was no longer pure brute force.

The prototype of martial arts will is being born from Luo Zhonghe.

The image was cold and vicious, cruel and creepy.

The evil dog of the underworld.

At this moment, the strength of the Ninth Heaven was enhanced by the true will of martial arts!

Meanwhile, in the spectator seats, Tian Shouli, whose eyes had suddenly lit up due to the successive rotation of Yue Hanzhang's four martial arts forms, suddenly looked even more ugly at this moment.

"The Five Dark Wind Palm... the martial arts of the Songsheng Sect... the Luo family... this is too much!"

At this moment, it no longer mattered whether Luo Zhonghe had reached the peak of the ninth level of martial arts.

The advantage of the pure realm was highlighted at this moment. Just the surging power of qi and blood made Yue Hanzhang have an instinctive reaction of scalp tingling.

But he seemed to be waiting for this moment, waiting for Luo Zhonghe to make such a choice.

The boxing stance of "Dao Ji San Yuan Quan" is so comprehensive that even if the true meaning has not been mastered, if one just responds calmly, it will become a competition of endurance. By then, the one who will truly have the advantage will still be Luo Zhonghe, who is at the ninth level of martial arts.

But when he had to return to this "familiar area".

When he boasted that his rich experience could help him turn defeat into victory.

Yue Hanzhang, however, displayed his fatal attack.

In response to the fierce punch, Yue Hanzhang used one palm to attract Luo Zhonghe's explosive punch, but at the same time, his other palm suddenly turned from virtual to real.

The Antelope Horn's punch passed through Luo Zhonghe's crossed arms, and at this moment, with Yue Hanzhang's full force burst out, it hit Luo Zhonghe's face directly!

It's not that there was anything wrong with Luo Zhonghe's own response.

That is a flaw in martial arts itself!
Yue Hanzhang seemed to see the past when a warrior from the gutter intended to bare his teeth at the owner of the reins around his neck. No matter what level the warrior was at, the owner in luxurious clothes could, when he raised his hand, slap him in the face while his fist was baring its fangs and claws.

This is not a dog-shaped martial art.

This is a martial art that is destined to be taught a lesson like a dog.

In the face of such obvious shortcomings in martial arts, experience is useless!

No matter how you perform it a thousand times or ten thousand times, it's still just a slap or a punch in the face!

Long before Yue Hanzhang noticed the details of Luo Zhonghe's form and spirit that were instinctively revealed in martial arts fights, amid the roar of mechanical music, the martial arts form interwoven by the context behind the details had already taken shape in the careful interpretation of the purple gold mechanical seal.

Yue Hanzhang saw Luo Zhonghe even more clearly and thoroughly than he himself did.

"How did you-"

This punch seemed to have awakened some extremely terrifying memory in Luo Zhonghe.

His whole body suddenly stiffened.

But Yue Hanzhang did not reply.

How can we not seize the opportunity given by our opponent?
Then, Yue Hanzhang stretched out his fake hand and hit Luo Zhonghe's wrist. At the same time, he retracted half of his punch and then suddenly exploded out with all his strength!

boom--

After these two punches, the light in Luo Zhonghe's eyes was almost gone.

"I—"

But I couldn't even say the words "admit defeat".

boom--

Bang-bang-!
At this moment, the sound of pure flesh and blood colliding was heard on the ring.

Until a certain moment, when Yue Hanzhang threw that punch, there was no longer the crisp sound of tendons and bones colliding between the collision of flesh and blood.

All that was left was the muffled sound of something hitting flesh and blood.

That was because Luo Zhonghe's entire facial bones were smashed into pieces.

The other hand that was knocking on Luo Zhonghe's wrist loosened, and in an instant, his body fell onto the stage.

"Between life and death, it's just a life lost."

"Such a fragile result cannot support such a grand ideal."

"The words are still ringing in my ears, the words are still ringing in my ears!"

(End of this chapter)

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