Lingzhang

Chapter 75: The Dragons Raise Heavy Waves
Faced with Jiang Lingxiu's keen intuition of "Do you have other students outside?"

Yue Hanzhang felt uneasy at first for no apparent reason, but after thinking about his own actions, he calmly responded with part of the truth.

Just tell me if they are performing martial arts!
This is the art of language, and this is what journalism is all about.

After being fooled like this repeatedly, Jiang Lingxiu's beast-like instinct finally became useless.

It was during these few words that the breathing light on Yue Hanzhang's bracelet suddenly lit up, as if it couldn't wait.

A light curtain popped up, indicating Yue Hanzhang's opponent in this round.

Fang Zai Li.

After thinking for a while, Yue Hanzhang raised his eyebrows at Jiang Lingxiu.

"It's really what you said."

Unlike the children of aristocratic families, with a pile of Lu, Xu and Huang Jian, unless Yue Hanzhang was deeply impressed, it would be difficult for him to remember the names after just one or two glances.

But it is different for strong players in the martial arts field.

These people can give Yue Hanzhang unique memories, and their almost different surnames are actually more conducive to Yue Hanzhang's memory.

Fang Zaili is such a powerful warrior.

How to say it, Yue Hanzhang no longer has any hope for the fairness of this martial arts competition. If it were fair, this martial arts competition should not be like this from the very beginning.

He no longer cares who is behind the scenes and what they are trying to do.

As long as the rules of winning and losing in the ring remain unchanged, in the end, it will all come down to winning and losing.

"Was he among those who made harsh remarks last night?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lingxiu thought about it for a moment and then nodded.

"Have."

As he spoke, the breathing light on Jiang Lingxiu's bracelet lit up. After taking a glance, Jiang Lingxiu was about to walk in another direction. As soon as he turned around, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at Yue Hanzhang.

"Fight quickly. After you win the match, I'll wait for you to practice your skills in the martial arts studio."

It's rare to see Jiang Lingxiu talk to me so much.

This seemed to be the lingering echo of the beast's instinct.

Yue Hanzhang laughed instead and nodded gently, "Okay."

However, when he walked onto the stage and saw Fang Zaili coming up from another direction, the smile on Yue Hanzhang's face suddenly disappeared completely.

But only one night had passed, and with the mechanical brain, Yue Hanzhang was confident that his memory would not be wrong.

But the Fang Zaili standing in front of him at this moment was much more muscular than the powerful warrior he remembered yesterday, and his muscles were even more muscular.

Moreover, this expansion seemed to be a thickening of Fang Zaili's original body shape without changing his muscle lines.

It was as if a thick layer of flesh and blood armor was filled in addition to the original muscles.

As for Yue Hanzhang, who had already made some achievements in martial arts practice, he was able to realize that this layer of armor not only increased his defense, but also further replenished the energy and blood power contained in his body.

It will not affect the original habit of body flexibility and skill application.

At this moment, as the smile on Yue Hanzhang's face disappeared, the clamor of doubts also rose again in the spectator seats on all sides.

Such an obvious change allowed almost everyone to have a clear understanding, and they naturally regarded all this as a continuation of what Yue Hanzhang had experienced yesterday.

Similarly, at this moment, several nearby referees on duty were slowly walking towards the edge of the ring.

As if he had already expected it, looking at the gazes of several referees on duty, Fang Zaili calmly tapped his bracelet, and a page of a document with the Ministry of Education's header popped up on the light screen.

"Dear referees, yesterday I injected seven bottles of Songxi Type VII Muscle Fiber Stacking Medicine, three bottles of Songxi Type III Muscle Fiber Restructuring Medicine, and one bottle of Songxi Customized Qi and Blood Enhancement Medicine in accordance with the training documents and the regular martial arts training process.

All drug use procedures are on the list of drugs used by the Education Department, in line with the general rules of the competition that martial artists are allowed to participate in, and have been specially reported. This is the approval document replied by the Education Department. "

On the stage, Fang Zaili acted as if he was following the correct procedures.

However, Yue Hanzhang knew that he was not a regular martial artist of the Xu family, but he was able to obtain temporary technical support from Songxi Pharmaceutical Company overnight.

The first two potions are easy enough, but what about the customized version?

But all this was stuck within the so-called rules, as if there was a clear boundary pointed out by Fang Zaili, and he was standing there, stepping on that line, silently showing off his power, silently dancing and singing.

Moreover, Yue Hanzhang further realized the purpose of Fang Zaili's use of medicine.

Without affecting his proper force habits and technical application, the accumulation and reorganization of muscle fibers have greatly enhanced his ability to withstand blows.

Yue Hanzhang's strong performance yesterday must have been deeply analyzed by them.

The terrifying thing about Jiaoxing martial arts is not its strength but its power. Yue Hanzhang's real strength lies in the miracles created by the application of a vast number of techniques.

His essential strength is that of the second level of martial arts. Such energy and blood power may be considerable for children from aristocratic families, but for martial artists who take medicine every day, it is Yue Hanzhang's weakness.

Fang Zaili was ready to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and to bring the focus of the game back to the area in which he was good at.

Yue Hanzhang's skills are very good, so let him continue to show his skills, one, two, three times. With the advantage of muscle fibers, he will be able to withstand it. But if Fang Zaili's punch hits Yue Hanzhang's body and hits him in the right place...

He managed to withstand Yue Hanzhang's technical attack, and then in the contest of pure strength, he crushed Yue Hanzhang's second-level martial arts strength with his strength overcoming his skills.

Fang Zaili saw it clearly. He could take medicine overnight to change his body shape rapidly, but a martial arts practitioner like Yue Hanzhang could not have such a transformation of blood and qi overnight. After reading the official documents, several referees announced that the competition would proceed as usual.

When the electronic sound of the match started rang out from the ring.

The actual progress of the game and the direction of everything were exactly as Yue Hanzhang had expected.

When Yue Hanzhang fought in close combat with the force of a snake or a dragon, and when Yue Hanzhang swung his arms like an angry dragon rising from the river, the powerful blows, wrapped in gravity, slammed heavily into Fang Zaili's tense arms.

The muscles that were so thick that they were almost inhuman expanded, and the sound of the fist breaking through the air with the unity of form and spirit fell, and in the end, what was emitted was an extremely deep muffled sound.

At this moment, Yue Hanzhang actually felt that what he hit was not a human flesh and blood, but a thick shield wrapped in layers of tanned leather.

Ning Yi's strength spread out, and even had such terrifying tenacity that it bounced back some of Yue Hanzhang's strength.

It was this blow that made Fang Zaili's eyes suddenly brighten.

The theory of advantages and disadvantages that had been deliberated upon before was verified at this moment. The power of Yue Hanzhang's fist was offset by the advantage of the potion, and what followed was a pure consumption of energy and a tug-of-war.

Even at this moment, because of the rebound of the force, Yue Hanzhang's steps were not as smooth as before, and Fang Zaili even had a tendency to turn defense into offense.

A punch was thrown secretly. If Yue Hanzhang had not been so skilled and experienced, with his steps changing constantly and the Nine Palaces' positions being affected, the outcome of the fight would have been decided.

Therefore, in the following entire set of Nine Palace Steps, Yue Hanzhang performed his martial arts to the fullest, and the angry dragon was overturning the rivers and seas, and the momentum was still awe-inspiring.

But he stood still, and if Fang Zaili could block the punches, he would counter attack; if he couldn't block the punches, he would use his muscles to resist. He stood so still that he seemed like a thousand-foot mountain in the vast ocean.

No matter how strong the wind and rain are, you will not be hurt at all.

Even that sense of clumsiness, when the two sides are evenly matched, actually has some of the demeanor of a master with his skill and ingenuity.

Is this the limit?
When the ninth step was taken, almost the same thought emerged in the minds of Yue Hanzhang and Fang Zaili.

But before Fang Zaili could express his joy at securing the victory.

When another step falls.

When the second Nine Palace Step was taken.

The moment Fang Zaili caught Yue Hanzhang's slightly disapproving look.

In the fantasy world where fists were fighting each other, huge waves were rising one after another on the vast ocean beyond the thousands of feet high mountains.

And above these huge waves that connected the sky and the earth, which turned into a huge water curtain, there were shapes of snakes and dragons one after another!

In the scorpion pot, thousands of snakes devoured each other, and all the animals overlapped and transformed into dragon shapes.

What if multiple dragons appeared one after another in the vast ocean? What if one day, these dragons with different wills and characteristics devoured each other?
This is the 2.0 version of the Dragon-Shaped Scorpion Finger!
Fang Zaili's transformation was reflected in the obvious way that was visible to everyone, while Yue Hanzhang's sublimation was hidden in the invisible and majestic martial arts.

The prerequisite for being able to target Yue Hanzhang with a little strength is to be able to withstand his full power.

But if martial arts advance further, if the miracle of the technique itself is still sublimating.

If one point of strength can have 120% of power, or 150% of power—

In the moment of panic, Fang Zaili found that he couldn't even block Yue Hanzhang's attack like a huge wave!
But at this moment, when he wanted to change his technique to fight the enemy, he had already been trapped in Yue Hanzhang's fist when he turned around with the Nine Palace Steps, like a person trapped in a whirlpool of the sea.

You can only take one step slower, every step slower.

What made Fang Zaili even more uneasy was that in the pure confrontation of flesh and blood, he felt the tightness of his skin and the slightly dull pain.

At this moment, the tight muscle fibers wrapped like leather, which were originally a sharp weapon to resist heavy blows, became a barrier to dissolve Yue Hanzhang's strength after it penetrated into his blood through his skills.

On the contrary, the force continued to rebound toward the inner bones through the layers of "leather".

Yue Hanzhang struck down with one blow, but the vibration in the opponent's bones seemed to be continuous.

When the familiar ninth step was taken again, Fang Zaili, who had not yet had time to rejoice, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Immediately afterwards, when Yue Hanzhang suddenly used his hands like chisels, half poking, half hitting Fang Zaili's shoulder.

click -

It was not the crisp sound of an explosion, but an extremely fine and crisp sound.

And this sound seemed to be a beginning.

Immediately afterwards, dense sounds like popping beans came from all over Fang Zaili's bones.

As if someone had pulled out all his bones, Fang Zaili staggered and fell to the side.

Unfortunately, Fang Zai Li was not a beauty like Huang Zhi Shu. Yue Hanzhang did not reach out to help him. He just watched quietly as the huge figure fell to the ground, and watched as Fang Zai Li's own thick muscles inflicted further trauma to his bones.

"Dude, the medicine...is still not enough!"
-
The Education Department is in the logistics warehouse responsible for the competition.

I don't know when, Xu Shijin was already standing leisurely among the crowd of people in white coats.

Watching the live broadcast on the screen and Fang Zaili's miserable condition, Xu Shijin touched the scar on his forehead as if he was experiencing a phantom pain.

When he looked again, there were several nutrient storage tanks to his side. The Xu family members who had been defeated by Yue Hanzhang before were lying in them, as if they had fallen into a long sleep.

When looking closely, the nutrient solution that soaked their bodies was much paler in color than the one used by Huang Zhishu.

"Please bring another nutrition tank. Never mind. Let's do it all at once. Bring as many as you can..."

(End of this chapter)