Lingzhang

Chapter 219 Deterrent Significance
In the extraordinary Taoism, long arms have the advantage and flexibility of long arms, while short arms also have the speed and strength of short arms.

For supernatural methods of the same attributes and realm, the power of short-handed weapons is often more powerful, and the closer they are to the body, the less power is lost.

What's more, thunder and fire are complex attributes that are rare in the world and have extremely strong destructive properties.

At this moment, Yue Hanzhang pinched thunder and fireworks with his hands, and what burst out was the beauty of intensity in the extraordinary Taoism!
Everyone could see with their own eyes how Yue Hanzhang's powerful punch penetrated the raging thunder and fireworks with its extraordinary power, destroying Tu Yuantong's ancestral hall first.

Yue Hanzhang's solid punch followed closely and hit the real spot.

Even at this moment, with the explosion of Yue Hanzhang's extraordinary strength and his own huge power, Tu Yuantong's whole body had a noticeable jump.

Then, while suspended in the air, Tu Yuantong's whole body suddenly arched up, like a shrimp ball.

The moment he fell to the ground in a mess, his exhausted feet staggered and the whole person lay horizontally on the ring, with his hands on his crotch, struggling as if he wanted to cover the wound, but was afraid to touch it at all.

As a result, his entire mental state seemed to be completely emptied by the severe pain.

His chest was heaving violently, and the only sound coming out of his open mouth was the sound of air rushing through it.

It turns out that when a person is in extreme pain, he cannot utter a word or make any sound.

From beginning to end, Yue Hanzhang only threw this one punch.

At this moment, Tu Yuantong was twisted on the ring like a piece of rotten meat.

This punch goes down.

It was not just Tu Yuantong who was silent as death, but also all the spectators in the stands on all sides.

The move of demolishing ancestral halls hits the vital point and probably affects both men and women equally.

now.

They were able to observe Tu Yuantong's reactions more genuinely and carefully.

The phantom pain in their hearts becomes stronger.

Even at this moment, Yue Hanzhang himself had no way of judging.

Is this the manifestation of my extraordinary penetrating qualities on the spiritual level?

Otherwise, how could the audience in the stands on all sides be able to empathize with and feel this kind of phantom pain?
He even saw that many people's expressions became hideous and distorted.

For a while.

Yue Hanzhang couldn't tell which one was causing more intense pain: Tu Yuantong's body or the spirits of the audience.

But I think the one who has been suffering for a long time is Tu Yuantong.

A long time passed.

It slowly faded away with the sound of violent breathing.

Tu Yuantong then began to howl in an increasingly shrill voice, from low to hoarse.

Even before he could utter a word of pain, his tears and snot were already flowing uncontrollably across his distorted face.

It was along with the sound of such pain that Yue Hanzhang heard clearly that on the viewing platforms on all sides, the same sound of people sucking in cold air also came one after another.

This is exactly the effect Yue Hanzhang wanted.

He wanted to do something like what happened in the previous Star Arena, where if there was a disagreement or a little grudge, he would kill everyone.

It probably cannot be done so easily in Donghua Taoist Temple.

Moreover, Yue Hanzhang didn't have such a strong desire to kill.

It's just a provocation and a fight.

All the evil tricks and sinister intentions that Tu Yuantong had previously displayed were only expressed in words.

He didn't even create any fait accompli with the contract before coming to Yue Hanzhang.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Yue Hanzhang did not even think of using severe physical damage to cause Tu Yuantong to irreversibly reduce the spiritual light of the seal talisman in the cycle of Taoism.

And if we want to destroy Tu Yuantong's body to no more than one tenth of its size, we must not let his end be too easy, and we must teach him a profound enough lesson.

With this purpose in mind, the only thing Yue Hanzhang could think of doing in a split second was to demolish the ancestral hall.

Now look.

good results.

It was even too good, to the point of creating some invisible deterrent that was beyond the plan's expectations.

It was as if after watching the video of the bloody battle on the long street, facing Yue Hanzhang, he subconsciously wanted to protect the ceiling.

After that, when facing Yue Hanzhang directly, the thinking of the "Wudang Sect" will also become more profound.

"Brother Tu, don't cry and make a scene. You're embarrassing your cousin for nothing.

Now I am considered the winner, right?

As for the contract, the medicine, and the golden seal, you have to honor what you agreed upon, right?

Of course, if you don't accept it, I'll wait for you to get up and we can continue fighting. At least I still have enough strength left."

Upon hearing this, Tu Yuantong nodded repeatedly at first. He wanted to raise his hand to touch the arm armor, but his body was trembling, and his muscles were spasming uncontrollably, so he couldn't touch the armor for a long time.

And when he heard what Yue Hanzhang said to the end, he waved his hands repeatedly, with no intention of fighting at all.

Yue Hanzhang's punch not only destroyed his ancestral hall, but also destroyed the illusion he had when he first entered the supernatural realm and consciously controlled supernatural power and was omnipotent.

The pain made him fall from the clouds.

If Tu Yuantong was really wailing in pain just now, then his tears were just gushing out uncontrollably due to his body's instinct.

So now.

Yue Hanzhang's words finally tore through his defenses.

When the feeling of falling from the clouds penetrated his body and soul.

The wailing sound gradually turned into a low groan, and then, the sound gradually turned into something close to wailing.

Maybe at this moment, Tu Yuantong was really crying.

This is a very warning scene. Yue Hanzhang used the extremely miserable end of a person in the Taoist temple to prove his talent in the extraordinary field.

For a while.

As the phantom pain intensified, countless nobles who were watching moved their bodies unnaturally at this moment, and arranged for their men to copy the video.

And through repeated scrutiny, the details must be repeatedly scrutinized to determine Yue Hanzhang's true talent and combat power.

And looking at Tu Yuantong's increasingly broken and incoherent response.

Yue Hanzhang turned around nonchalantly and was about to walk down the stage.

"Don't worry, Brother Tu. You have to believe in the prosperity of medicine. You will get better quickly. It's just that some of your Taoist skills have been damaged. You just need to repair them again.

As for the bet, it doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. At worst, I will challenge Brother Tu instead, and it will just be a repeat of what happened today.

Don't worry, you'll get better very quickly."

It was visible to the naked eye that Tu Yuantong's body had obviously shrunk.

"I admit it..."

So, amidst the continuous sobbing, Tu Yuantongsheng squeezed out these words with great difficulty and responded to Yue Hanzhang hurriedly.

What responded to Tu Yuantong was the sound of Yue Hanzhang's indifferent footsteps.

He seemed to really not care whether Tu Yuantong admitted it or not, and he really felt that it was no problem to do it again.

And when Yue Hanzhang walked off the stage.

The people walking towards them were not Jiang Lingxiu and Huang Zhishu.

The one walking slowly at this moment was Jiang Ziran.

A rare look of shame and anger appeared on my cheap uncle's face.

"Ha! So impressive! How do you humble yourself behind my back?!"

A feeling of resentment came over me.

Hearing this, Yue Hanzhang raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked to the other side of the ring, at Tu Yuantong's little followers who also had pale faces.

They were the only ones who heard Yue Hanzhang "spreading rumors" at that time.

So Yue Hanzhang shrugged indifferently.

"Whoever spread the news is the one who ruined your reputation. Every wrong has its perpetrator, Brother Jiang, go and deal with the one who said too much."

Seeing Yue Hanzhang's reaction, Jiang Ziran's face became even more embarrassed and angry.

"So, you admit that you said that, right?"

Hearing this, Yue Hanzhang shrugged again as if on purpose and spread out his hands.

"What's the point of talking about it in private? I said that the Grand Duchess of the Grand Duchy of Beiting is so beautiful and I want to do that to her. Can you take my words seriously?"

Jiang Ziran took a deep breath, as if he had suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Okay, I wanted to let you relax for a while, but in this case, the Jiang family's test will continue!
You like gambling, right? Okay, from now on, all the gifts from the Jiang family will be used as stakes. I will let you fight with me one by one!
If you lose, forget about the Qianlong Tournament!"

Hearing this, Yue Hanzhang's brows actually lit up.

"Oh? From the tone of your voice, Brother Jiang is going to take action himself?"

Why are you getting excited?

Jiang Ziran's resentful momentum suddenly stagnated.

At this moment, his eyes missed Yue Hanzhang's figure and saw a group of younger brothers on the ring helping Tu Yuantong up.

Even in this position, Tu Yuantong's legs were still shaking.

Then, the gloomy atmosphere suddenly fell again.

“Ha! Do it myself? I’m just trying to measure your own strength. Do I really need to do it myself?!”

Behind Jiang Ziran, Jiang Lingxiu almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

Are you scared?
Are you serious about taking a half step back?

So Yue Hanzhang suppressed his smile and nodded repeatedly.

“Ah… yes, yes…”
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at the same time.

Haiquan Pass.

Sun Fudao didn't have time to knock on the door and rushed into a slightly small office.

"Uncle Tan! Uncle Tan!"

Qin Linhui raised his head.

He was holding a stack of documents in his hands, and it was unknown what he was studying.

"what happened?"

At this moment, the solemn expression on Qin Linhui's face still could not suppress Sun Fudao's excitement.

"Six thousand soldiers from the Iron Scale Army's reserve western camp! All of them are at the ninth level of martial arts, performing the great martial arts to master the pictographic form! Prepare to collectively use the secret military method to break through the extraordinary realm today!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Linhui also stood up suddenly!

This is a big deal!

This is a real big deal!
It is said that a single spark can start a prairie fire, but when did this little spark ignite into the first firework on the vast grassland?

It all begins today!

Moreover, a single move affects the entire body, as it concerns the opening of the third path for the Zhuxiang School, and the bets and investments made by the various military families in the past at this time.

Today's success or failure is closely tied to too many people.

"Let's go! To the West Camp!"

(End of this chapter)