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Chapter 529 It has to be this way!

"Martial intention?!"

Zhen Lei's pupils suddenly contracted.

He could deeply feel the martial intent emanating from Liang Jin's entire body, which was restrained yet sharp and unleashed!

Zhen Lei was able to perceive it so clearly because he was also a martial intent practitioner!
What Zhen Lei found unbelievable was that Liang Jin looked so young.

"Did you disguise yourself?"

Zhen Lei did not believe that anyone in the world could condense martial intent around the age of twenty.

The only explanation is that the youthful appearance he displays is not his true appearance.

Zhen Lei was not surprised by this.

The martial arts of the Western Desert are usually filled with evil.

In particular, the Boundless Bright King Sect and the Star Demon Sea, both native to the Western Desert, are exceptionally evil.

The Star Demon Sea is known as the Demonic Cult, which is already quite demonic in itself.

Although the Wuliang Mingwang Sect claims to be a Buddhist sect, its demonic nature is no less than that of the Xingmohai Sect.

Especially since the Green Robe Pavilion has already won over the Star Demon Sea, and the Star Demon Sea's disguise techniques are renowned throughout the world, it's not surprising that the Green Robe Pavilion Master has also mastered them.

Moreover, the origins of this Green Robe Pavilion Master are very mysterious. Both the Six Doors and the Investigation Bureau have investigated him, but they still cannot figure out his background.

Therefore, Zhen Lei immediately concluded that the appearance of the green-robed tower master in front of him was definitely fake.

The real master of the Green Robe Pavilion is probably a decrepit old man in his seventies or eighties.

However, the Green-Clad Pavilion Master used an extremely sophisticated and unheard-of disguise technique.

Even a seasoned detective like Zhen Lei, with his extensive experience in the martial world, couldn't detect the slightest flaw.

At this time.

Liang Jin made a move.

He took only one step toward Zhen Lei.

As he took that step, the fierce aura emanating from him could no longer be suppressed and was released.

As this aura was unleashed, Zhen Lei felt his heart leap into his throat.

"Such a terrifying murderous aura!"

"Just how many people has he killed?!"

At this moment, Zhen Lei's heart was inevitably filled with turbulent waves.

He had seen many ruthless bandits in his life, but their murderous intent paled in comparison to that of the man in green robes before him.

The only ones who can rival the terrifying killing intent of the Green-Clad Pavilion Master are probably those true warriors who have emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

What surprised Zhen Lei even more was that as Liang Jin's aura emanated, Zhen Lei felt a gun pressed against his back.

This feeling of unease made Zhen Lei realize that the person in front of him was definitely a formidable enemy.

Therefore, Zhen Lei immediately spoke loudly:
"and many more!"

With a major battle imminent, Zhen Lei surprisingly called a halt.

This surprised everyone.

Especially Mujahide.

He had never seen Liang Jin in action before and was eager to witness it firsthand.

Mu Zheluo led his people to join Qingyi Tower simply because Qingyi Tower was powerful in the Western Desert, and his family needed a powerful backer for protection.

However, Mu Zheluo always had doubts about Liang Jin's true abilities.

Although he had heard about Liang Jin fighting against the Black Dragon Empire's Demon Slayer King with the Ironclad Men, he had also heard that the Ironclad Men were the main force against the Demon Slayer King, and that Liang Jin was only on the receiving end of the beating when he fought against the Demon Slayer King.

Therefore, Mu Zheluo always suspected whether Liang Jin was the true owner of Qingyi Tower, or just a representative recommended by true masters like Tie Jiaren and Mo Dao Kuang.
The best way to confirm the speculation is naturally to witness Liang Jin's strength firsthand.

Right now, this is the best opportunity.

But Zhen Lei suddenly called a halt at this crucial moment?

This puzzled not only Mu Zheluo, but also many others in Qingyi Tower.

Liang Jin's gaze also turned to Zhen Lei.

The thunderbolt no longer hovered in the air, but slowly descended back to the ground.

This is clearly a gesture of respect, and also a way of lowering one's own stance.

As he landed, he spoke:

“Master Meng, at our level, unless something major happens, there is no need to risk getting injured.”

"I acknowledge the strength of the Green Robe Pavilion."

Zhen Lei's words actually suggested a ceasefire.

It seems Mr. Ding was right after all. Zhen Lei only wanted to test the strength of Qingyi Tower, but now Liang Jin has only taken one step and Zhen Lei has already achieved his goal.

Liang Jin's single step was enough to intimidate Zhen Lei, the leader of the Four Great Constables!

Everyone could fully understand Zhen Lei's words.

Once a master reaches a certain level, they will not easily compete with other masters of the same level unless absolutely necessary.

Because this means the risk of injury or death.

For top-level experts, maintaining their peak condition is extremely important. By always being at their best, they can maintain their intimidating power over others.

The martial arts of top masters, in particular, are like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind.

They often find it difficult to make any further progress; simply maintaining their current level of performance is already an extremely arduous and challenging task.

If one fights against a master and gets injured, one's condition will inevitably be weak during the recovery process, and one's strength may even decline due to the injury.

This is not worthwhile for top-level experts.

Top experts may cherish their lives, but more importantly, they reserve their bodies for truly important matters.

Especially Zhen Lei, the leader of the Four Great Constables, saves his prime for dealing with formidable enemies of the Six Doors.

It would be a losing proposition to take risks over some trivial conflict.

Now that Zhen Lei has given Qingyi Tower a way out, everyone thinks that the matter should end here.

Even Mr. Ding suggested in a low voice:
"Master, Zhen Lei is a true master, especially the most mysterious master in the Six Doors. He must have many trump cards."

"Now that he has lowered his stance, it is indeed time to stop."

however.

Liang Jin just laughed it off.

Then he waved his hand:

"Give me my gun!"

Two gun slaves carrying a long spear ran up to Liang Jin, then knelt down respectfully, presenting the spear to him like a gun rack.

This spear is entirely black, covered with strange patterns, yet it gleams with an indestructible luster. It was specially crafted for Liang Jin by the skilled artisans of the Star Demon Sea.

The spear is thirteen feet long and weighs one hundred and thirty pounds. It is made using the unique Wuzhi steel smelting technology of the Western Desert. Although it cannot be called a divine weapon, it is not much different from one.

Previously, Liang Jin had always used the same large iron spear he had used when he first arrived in the Western Desert. He was a sentimental person, and even after obtaining powerful weapons such as the twelve-foot red spear, he did not use them, but continued to use the large iron spear.

It wasn't until the battle at Cangfeng Valley, when Liang Jin's iron spear was shattered by the icy internal force of Wang Zhi, a master of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, that he finally changed his weapon.

Liang Jin looked at Zhen Lei and said in a deep voice:

"What do you take my Green Robe Pavilion for?"

"You injured my men, provoked my Green Robe Pavilion, and you think a mere acknowledgment of our strength is all it takes to get away with it?"

"Then you are far too disrespectful to my Green Robe Pavilion!" Clearly, Liang Jin had no intention of letting the matter rest.

Several senior members of the Qingyi Pavilion tried to persuade them, but Mr. Ding waved his hand to stop them.

As Mr. Ding looked at Liang Jin with his old eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

Zhen Lei frowned:
"Master Meng, I respect you, not fear you. Must it be like this?"

After saying that, he clenched his fists, and his aura surged forth.

Zhen Lei appeared deep and reserved like a mountain, yet his aura was filled with a violent force, as if he wanted to tear everything apart completely.

Clearly, Zhen Lei was not a good-tempered person.

He can give someone face, but if they don't appreciate it, he won't be polite.

Liang Jin provided the answer:
"It has to be this way!"

He reached out and grasped the shaft of the spear.

Then he moved swiftly and launched an attack!

He is currently in the Qingyi Tower camp. If a battle were to break out here, it would inevitably affect many of his men.

Therefore, Liang Jin used the "Military Swiftness" technique to dash out of the camp at an extremely fast speed and rush towards Zhen Lei.

Zhen Lei remained unmoved, clearly preparing to strike back later.

And he never drew his weapon, which clearly meant that his hands and feet were his strongest weapons!

next moment.

Liang Jin's spear was already coming, and the "Wildfire Spear Technique" was immediately unleashed.

The spear's movement was truly like a dragon soaring through the heavens, its light like the moon illuminating a cold river, its momentum like a raging torrent urging the enemy into battle, its roar like thunder shattering golden armor.

Zhen Lei showed no mercy and immediately attacked with both hands and feet.

He excels in both palm and leg techniques. His palm technique is the powerful and sweeping "Thunderous Mountain-Shattering Palm," while his leg technique is the exquisite and fierce "Thunderous Prison Continuous Kick."

When Zhen Lei unleashed his martial arts skills, his ferocious aura seemed capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

What's strange is that...

The two fought in a dazzling display, but it did not cause any terrifying impact; not even the sound of the wind could be heard.

This scene was completely different from the previous contest between Mu Zheluo and Lei Zhen.

This is one of the characteristics of a battle between top masters. It means that both sides have brought their power to the limit, without any waste or leakage, in order to achieve such an effect.

The air between the two combatants had been expelled, which is why no one could hear the howling of the strong wind.

Those who witnessed this scene in the Qingyilou camp couldn't help but marvel.

Liu Yuan had already stopped fighting, her beautiful eyes staring in disbelief at the battle, her heart filled with boundless astonishment:
"The intent of a gun?"

"If he couldn't concentrate his spear intent, how could his spear technique have progressed so rapidly?"

"No! It's too fast, so fast that I can barely keep up with his marksmanship!"

"But isn't his martial intent supposed to be fist intent? How... does it also have spear intent?"

"How can this be?!"

During the battle at Hidden Wind Valley, when Liang Jin fought against the Demon Slayer King, he used his fist intent once.

The intent behind that punch was overlooked by too many people.

Given the skill and discernment of those present, it would have been difficult for them to recognize Liang Jin's intent in that extremely tense moment.

Within the entire Green Robe Pavilion, perhaps only Leng You truly understood the terrifying power of Liang Jin's fist technique.

But during that battle, Liu Yuan realized that Liang Jin possessed the essence of fist fighting.

She was deeply shocked at the time, unable to imagine that Liang Jin, at such a young age, could possess the essence of boxing.

But now, when she saw Liang Jin possess the intent of a spear again, she felt that her understanding of martial arts had been completely overturned!

The Liu family, to which Liu Yuan belongs, was once a renowned martial arts family and a military family, having lived through two dynasties and accumulated an exceptionally rich heritage.

It is precisely because of these foundations that Liu Yuan has extremely high attainments and understanding in martial arts. Although her personal strength is not very high, her vision and insights in martial arts even surpass some of the world's top masters.

That is why Liu Yuan has always been extremely proud. Even when she was in dire straits, she did not take most of the martial artists in the world seriously.

But she was repeatedly shocked and had her perceptions overturned by Liang Jin.

Now she even doubts whether Liang Jin, this freak who defies common sense, is even human.

At this time.

Mr. Ding approached Liu Yuan and said:

"Has Miss Liu already realized that the Master has not used his full strength?"

"I even suspect that the original poster probably hasn't used even half of their strength."

"He is adapting to his gun intent and constantly testing the limits of his gun intent."

"It seems that Master Meng's strength is even more unfathomable than we imagined. I was overthinking things before."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuan couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Mr. Ding.

This Mr. Ding is also very mysterious. Although he never reveals his true abilities, Liu Yuan can still sense that he is very knowledgeable.

Liu Yuan recalled several prominent figures from the previous dynasty and Mr. Ding that she had heard about in her family, and they seemed to vaguely match up, but she still couldn't be sure who they were.

"Mr. Ding's insights are far more incisive than mine."

Liu Yuan praised it sincerely.

Mr. Ding's words gave Liu Yuan a much clearer understanding of the battle.

Although Liu Yuan was knowledgeable and experienced, she had not yet reached that level and could not fully empathize with the situation.

As a third-rank martial artist, Mr. Ding, Liang Jin, and Zhen Lei belong to the same major realm of martial artists. It is reasonable that he could see some things that Liu Yuan had not seen before.

Mr. Ding smiled slightly:
"Throughout history, every era has had one or two individuals who have stood out from the crowd."

"And Master Meng is just that kind of person."

"He is destined to be the most brilliant and dazzling person in the martial arts of our time."

Liu Yuan was slightly surprised upon hearing this and looked at Mr. Ding with astonishment.

She never expected that Mr. Ding would give Liang Jin such high praise.

At least, she didn't think Liang Jin deserved such an evaluation.

But Liu Yuan was intelligent after all, and she quickly understood the key point.

She herself might be blinded by her own involvement.

When she first met Liang Jin, she didn't have a very good impression of him, and even looked down on him for a time.

First impressions are very important, and her first impression of Liang Jin influenced her view of him, to the point that she still harbors some prejudice against him.

On the contrary, outsiders like Mr. Ding can see things more clearly.

Mr. Ding stroked his beard and sighed:

"It is my honor to be able to assist such a person in achieving great things, so that he can be remembered in history and not just turn into a pile of dust in obscurity."

"If Miss Liu returns to the Great Qian Dynasty this time and no longer holds back, she will surely be able to help the Master reach even greater heights—"

At this point, Mr. Ding's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked directly at the battlefield:

"Oh? The poster has already gotten used to his gun intent!"

"It seems the battle is about to end!"

(End of this chapter)