Lingzhang

Chapter 139: Gathering Heroes to Defend the Ring

This is a martial arts competition with a difference.

It wasn't just because it was the first time that Yue Hanzhang had beaten an enemy to death with his fists in front of everyone.

Moreover, because this was the first time, Yue Hanzhang's victory was not due to his quick response in the life-and-death fight of martial arts, but due to the various proactive plans before the game.

This was a match that Yue Hanzhang had already won before the game even started.

Amid the roar of the music in the mechanical mind, under the clear light of the seventeen purple-gold mechanical seals.

In the deliberation and interpretation of the majestic computing power, it seemed as if there were seventeen martial arts masters and Taoist practitioners who were superior in their abilities, leading tens of thousands of warriors, and watching every previous martial arts competition of Luo Zhonghe with a cautious eye.

From the remnants of the pictograms, to the use of steps, and all the instinctive details between the bursts of force.

He calculated everything about Luo Zhonghe!
This is not only a victory of martial arts techniques, but also a victory of tactics.

So at this moment, Yue Hanzhang stood on the stage, looking at Luo Zhonghe's body lying in front of him with an attitude of overall understanding.

Of course, everyone else thought that this was the first time that Yue Hanzhang used martial arts to control a person's life and death.

Watch the tide and get motivated, sit with the sword and kill people.

His prolonged gaze at this moment was nothing more than a trance in which his martial arts will was transforming in secret.

Even when several people in white coats were walking to the side of the ring and preparing to collect Luo Zhonghe's body, they were stopped by the staff nearby.

The organizers of the Star Arena Tournament allowed Yue Hanzhang to empty himself for a short period of time on the arena.

As if this was some unwritten rule, they tried their best to create a relatively peaceful environment to allow the warriors to go through this "transformation process" smoothly in peace.

Even the audience seats, which had been a little noisy earlier, fell silent at this moment.

But in fact, Yue Hanzhang was neither at peace nor absent-minded at this moment.

He even quickly broke free from his new understanding of tactical victory, and because of what he witnessed in his vision at this moment, waves of emotions surged violently in his heart -

Above the facial bones that had been smashed by himself, in the illusory vision, wisps of spiritual light were condensing and about to appear as a hazy and round ball of thread.

When a person dies, the remains of the soul condense and appear outside.

This is already a natural process.

In fact, when Yue Hanzhang was gazing at him like this, he also had the idea of ​​"eradicating the roots" before his soul returned to the sea of ​​Taoism.

but.

Wrong color!

No matter how talented a person is in martial arts, when all his practice is limited to the energy of Qi and blood that runs through the body, the remains of this person's soul should be gilded in color.

But at this moment, what appeared in Yue Hanzhang's field of vision was the purple-gold color belonging to the Taoist monks.

This made Yue Hanzhang somewhat confused and uncertain.

So, the one he had beaten to death was actually a Taoist monk? Even if it was a Taoist monk like Jiang Lingxiu who skipped the martial arts training process and had hidden dangers at the beginning,

When facing a life-and-death crisis, there should be an outburst, right?
You can't keep your tricks hidden until your next life, right?
But really, Luo Zhonghe is dead and cannot be deader.

Just when Yue Hanzhang was a little confused, as the hazy halo continued to condense, the complete ball of purple gold thread appeared in Yue Hanzhang's field of vision.

He suddenly became more sensitive and noticed some details.

Perhaps it was because he had "recharged" too many times, which had given Yue Hanzhang some experience.

He was already able to more keenly distinguish the brightness and dimness of the light on the balls of thread, and use this to infer whether the wreckage was "alive" or not.

Logically speaking, Luo Zhonghe had just died, but the ball of purple gold thread that appeared in Yue Hanzhang's eyes at this moment appeared to be in a somewhat "stale" state.

It seemed as if he had been dead for a long time before Yue Hanzhang killed him with a hammer.

The stale state of the purple gold thread ball was only slightly more "fresh" than the strange species that Yue Hanzhang had taken the opportunity to kill.

Strange species...

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, it seemed as if a bolt of thunder pierced through Yue Hanzhang's vast and complex thoughts.

At this moment, Yue Hanzhang felt that he had figured out everything.

Praise the Holy Religion! The Secret Method of Resurrection!
The revelation of such secrets instantly made Yue Hanzhang feel that everything he had experienced was explained.

Those were the two different instinctive reactions of martial arts that had been seen in Luo Zhonghe's attacks.

The so-called "accidentally discovered" lost martial arts of the ancient Tiandu Taoist Temple.

It is even a collection of all the "weirdness" and "contradictions" that exist in this person.

Now it's all explained.

A moment of sudden enlightenment.

The resonance of the mechanical mind has been achieved.

It's probably because the connection is too deep.

When the ball of purple-gold thread collapsed on the spot and turned into a torrent of light that rushed towards Yue Hanzhang.

It was no longer just the so-called "in the dark". Yue Hanzhang seemed to have truly heard the sounds of wailing and cursing.

But then, the moment the purple-gold torrent emerged from the quiet world, the "noise" also disappeared.

Standing on the stage, Yue Hanzhang seemed to have just come back to his senses from his previous state.

He seemed to be still a little "dazed".

Then, with this relatively slow reaction, he inconspicuously turned his gaze towards the champion's lounge.

At the same time, as Yue Hanzhang's expression changed, amidst the gradually noisy voices in the audience seats, Yue Hanzhang also keenly heard several consecutive words related to "Five Nether Yin Wind Palm".

Obviously, there were people with extensive knowledge who had even recognized the name of the ultimate martial art that this beast had displayed at the end.

Suddenly, the noise became even louder.

At the same time, Yue Hanzhang looked towards the champion's lounge with a vague gaze.

In the champion's lounge, the old man in black robe clasped his hands and naturally picked up the piles of boxing manuals on the table, while shaking his head at the old man from the Luo family who had a somewhat unpleasant expression on his face.

"See? It's not that I'm being harsh. I'm just a liar. I can only say nice things. I speak in a higher tone than anyone else. What's the point? Old Luo——"

Hearing the black-robed old man's "informal" address, the old man from the Luo family suddenly turned his head to look at him, but he still kept his head down and packed his things, as if he didn't notice anything wrong.

"When he stands on the stage and demonstrates his martial arts skills, even if someone dies, it's not a big deal.

The key is that he himself didn't hold back. Once he used the Five Dark Wind Palm, even a fool could see what was going on. He had exposed the Holy Church's true colors. What should we do next?"

After stacking the boxing manual documents neatly, the old man in black robe stood up and spread his hands.

“I’ve seen people let fish escape while fishing, but I’ve never seen anyone get dragged into the water by a fish and drown.

I really have some doubts, is it because of this group of people that Tiandu Taoist Temple was ruined in the past? "

In fact, when the old man from the Luo family heard the black-robed old man say this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face.

He couldn't imagine that Yue Hanzhang could have planned everything so he had to look for problems in Luo Zhonghe.

"Generally speaking... a person dies first, then comes back to life, dies again, and then comes back to life again. This frequent crossing of the boundary between life and death will inevitably have some impact on a person, which may be good or bad, and it is not something you and I can control.

Zeng...Brother Zeng, please don't hold so much resentment.

Once something is done, there is no turning back. There is no need to worry about what to do or not to do.

It's just a matter of what you achieve in the end.

In addition, there is no need to worry about showing your bottom!
The provincial capital is the provincial capital of the aristocratic family, and the Taoist alliance is the Taoist alliance of the aristocratic family.

There are some things that they cannot say when they see them, and even if they say them, others cannot hear them.

At this time, we still need Brother Zeng to contribute more. Don't be anxious or angry.

Your cultivation resources have been gathered by your fellow sect members in various counties and will be delivered to you soon. I will urge them.

By the way, I will take charge and give Brother Zeng an additional 20% of his cultivation resources!

I also ask Brother Zeng to hold another Youquan sacrifice ceremony to bring back Luo Zhonghe’s soul.”

Compared to before, the old man from the Luo family now became noticeably more "amiable" when speaking.

At the original place, the old man in black robe seemed to have heard what he wanted.

There is nothing more real than real money.

He nodded slightly, agreeing to the request to resume the Youquan ceremony.

Then, the old man in black robe also looked at the demonstration screen and the figure standing on the stage.

"Once the arrow is shot, it cannot be retrieved. This is the truth, but the prerequisite is that others are willing to set up a target for you."

Hearing this, the old man from the Luo family smiled confidently.

“Yes, Luo himself is not a genius, but if nothing else, over the years, I have witnessed too many geniuses and evildoers for the Luo family and the Holy Church.

Yes, he will!"
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At the same time, a group of staff members in white coats had collected Luo Zhonghe's body and carried it away.

At the same time, another staff member walked onto the stage and stood in front of Yue Hanzhang. His voice spread to the entire audience through the equipment on the stage.

"Congratulations, Mr. Yue, for becoming the temporary champion of Arena No. 53, and for officially obtaining the temporary ownership of the Daoji Sanyuan Fist during the public duel.

Here, on behalf of the organizer of the Star Arena Tournament, I formally ask Mr. Yue——

Do you want to follow the Dao League's rules and regulations and start a three-day public competition on this stage? To inherit the Daoji Sanyuan Fist with formal martial arts?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Hanzhang felt the invisible power of the gazes from all directions in the spectator seats.

He suddenly realized that perhaps for the people of Songsheng Sect, Luo Zhonghe's downfall and death in his place might just be "part of the plan."

He was inevitably pushed into the spotlight and became closely connected with some things related to Tiandu Taoist Temple.

This is also a well-planned conspiracy.

If you can't hide, then fight!
"Yes, I want to start a public duel!"

(End of this chapter)