Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 124 Thunder Plow
Zhang Chulan's surging and wild Crimson Palace Thunder Method knocked Zhang Lingyu to the edge of the field, embedding him in the wooden and stone wall, causing thick smoke and dust to explode.

Logically, Zhang Chulan should have taken advantage of the momentum and continued to blindly unleash his palm thunder into the smoke and dust. However, he sensed something was amiss and held back.

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The wind in May is not very noisy, but Longhu Mountain is a high mountain.

As the saying goes, high in the mountains, the wind blows hard. A gust of wind blew past, dispersing the smoke and dust a little. At the same time, a strange sound emanated from the broken wall where Lingyu Zhenren was inlaid.

Bang! Da!
Coo! Coo…coo!
The sound was muddy and dirty just by listening to it, like the foul-smelling oil flowing in a dilapidated sewer pipe, which was disgusting.

After three or four breaths, the source of the sound gradually became apparent - it was a pool of black mud that was constantly rotating and circulating, like a worm, a python, and tentacle.

Zhang Lingyu, who was smashed against the wall, was now wrapped in black mud.

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The white lightning technique Zhang Chulan had just used was incredibly powerful, and Zhang Lingyu was hit directly on the body, naturally injuring himself. The blood he spat out from his mouth had stained the white shirt on his chest crimson.

But then again, being struck by such thunder, he only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, which was a bit too easy.

The reason why Lingyu Zhenren was able to withstand the surging thunder and not be eliminated directly was naturally because of the protection of this black mud.

After a few more breaths, when the smoke and dust had completely dissipated, Lingyu Zhenren looked at Zhang Chulan with a complicated expression in the protective circle surrounded by black mud.

After a while, he moved his hands, pulled himself out of the wall, and fell to the ground.

Swish!
After landing, Zhang Lingyu swung his hands around his body, and large puddles of black mud began to spread from the tubes of his clothes, blending seamlessly with his hands, as if they had become his 'long sleeves'.

It wasn't just the upper body, Zhang Lingyu's lower body and legs were also constantly releasing black mud, as if it was endless.

Gradually, like ink staining, the black mud gradually spread and covered the entire venue, except... under Zhang Chulan's feet.

Yes, although the black mud spread everywhere, Zhang Chulan seemed to have an invisible barrier around him, protecting the area within three meters around him. No matter how the black waves surged and leaped, they could not advance an inch.

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"Oh my god, this... is this still thunder? What is this thing?"

"It's sticky and oppressive, and looks dangerous, but it also makes people curious and want to find out what's going on."

"This black thing is so weird!"

"Then why is there no black mud under Bilian's feet?"

"Could it be that Zhang Chulan is even darker than the black mud, and he feels guilty about his own mutilation?"

As the black mud gradually spread across the field, the audience in the distant stands began to exclaim in surprise.

Lingyu Zhenren, the young high-ranking official of the Tianshi Mansion, always received praise whenever he appeared in front of others.

Integrity, powerful skills, kindness, handsome...

At least, that's how the members of the 'Zhang Lingyu Supporters Club' view Zhang Lingyu himself, and their descriptions of him are the most complimentary words in the world.

Therefore, when Lingyu Zhenren used this extremely strange black mud in this competition, it naturally caused a lot of discussion among the audience of Luotian Dajiao.

Of course, there are many different kinds of magic in the circle of extraordinary people, and the black mud of Lingyu Zhenren just looks a bit disgusting. It's not that the audience can't accept it, but they just think that this Lingyu is somewhat... a bit "contrasting".

……

On the east side of the stands, the "charming fat man" with a unique temperament came to watch the game again today. This time, the only one with him was the young man with glasses.

"This idiot..."

'Charming Fat Man' looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was standing at the edge of the field in a daze, his expression constantly changing as he was protected by the black mud. He couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, but also... an indescribable happiness.

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The thunder magic of Longhu Mountain is divided into Yin Five Thunders and Yang Five Thunders.

Apart from the difference in form and power, the most essential difference between the two is the requirement for cultivation.

To put it bluntly and concisely, the Yang Five Thunders required the practitioner to be a virgin, without leaking any of their yang essence. The Yin Five Thunders, on the other hand, were for those who had lost their virginity and wanted to practice thunder magic.

Yang Wu Lei is white in color, clear, lively, dignified and bright.

Yin Wu Lei is black in color, thick, turbid, strange and changeable.

Therefore, it is not difficult to know from the color of the thunder method that the thunder method used by Zhang Chulan is the Yang Five Thunders, while the one used by Zhang Lingyu is the Yin Five Thunders.

Lingyu Zhenren usually loves and is best at using thunder magic. When fighting against masters, he especially likes to use the [Palm Thunder] move.

But this [Palm Thunder] is actually a move of Yang Wu Lei. It is natural that Ling Yu Zhenren uses the move of Yang Wu Lei with the true form of Yin Wu Lei to get half the result with twice the effort.

The reason why he pursued the move [Palm Thunder] so much was naturally because of his yearning from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, there might still be a hint of regret.

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"It's great, Yang Wulei, to be able to be upright."

Zhang Lingyu raised his hand and looked at the black mud-like thunder flowing and sliding in his palm, then looked at the white bright thunder emanating from Zhang Chulan in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The expression on his face was like a palette, three parts loneliness, three parts envy, and three parts relief.

This loneliness and envy were all emotions that arose from seeing Zhang Chulan's Yang Wu Lei. As for liberation...

Zhang Lingyu felt very uncomfortable seeing Yin Wulei's true face revealed in public.

But some things are over and gone.

For Zhang Lingyu, now he only wants to win the Luotian Dajiao and win this extremely important competition!

"I'm sorry, Zhang Chulan, I was wrong."

'But now I am going to walk with all Yin Qi for the first time!'

"This will be my full strength!"

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"Cangtan in the Northern Territory!"

Following Zhang Lingyu's low shout, the Yin Qi thunder covering the entire field seemed to be awakened, and began to surge and become restless, full of "aggression".

Then, Zhang Lingyu shook his arms and rushed towards Zhang Chulan in the center of the field. He was very fast, and in just seven or eight steps, he was five meters in front of Zhang Chulan.

bass!
Zhang Chulan was not stupid either. When he saw Lingyu Zhenren attacking him, he directly covered his entire body with the Golden Light Curse.

After seeing Zhang Chulan's response, Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but laugh. When he swung the Cangtan Thunder Sleeves from Zhang Chulan's side, he said to Zhang Chulan in advance: "Be careful, the Golden Light Curse is no longer effective."

Bang!
Zhang Lingyu did have good intentions. As soon as he finished speaking, the attack arrived. But what he didn't expect was that Zhang Chulan simply raised his hand and blocked the black 'thunder sleeves'.

No, perhaps it shouldn't be said that Zhang Chulan had blocked the 'Thunder Sleeves'. After all, what Zhang Chulan was blocking with the Golden Light Curse was just an ordinary palm knife.

The black mud transformed from the [Northern Border Cangtan] has disappeared from Zhang Lingyu's body without a trace and cannot be reproduced anymore, not to mention the Cangtan Thunder Sleeves that he had just swung to attack.

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's astonishment, Zhang Chulan smiled and said to him from a distance: "Junior Master, I forgot to tell you that your thunder technique is no longer useful."

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The reason why this [Mjolnir] surpassed the Iron Man Armor and became Liu Ke’s proudest product was largely due to its "originality".

Yes, although Liu Ke is now able to modify the internal and external structures of the steel armor and do "addition and subtraction", he is no longer an old fitter who can only construct according to the drawings.

But in Liu Ke's heart, he still attributed the "copyright" of the Iron Man armor to Mr. Tony from the next universe, and had no intention of blindly claiming it.

And this [Mjolnir], a hammer that he "tailored" by combining the glittering points of various knowledge, was regarded by him as his own excellent original product.

This idea is similar to that of some domestic musicians, which is very awkward and weird...

It's like piecing together Shang Yang's torso, Sun Bin's legs, Yang Guo's right arm, Wu Song's left arm, and Louis XVI's head, and then arbitrarily declaring that they form a "newly created man"—it's utterly absurd. But unfortunately, that's exactly what a certain inventor, Liu, is thinking now.

A special steel hammer that can float in the air, absorb/release thunder, absorb scattered Qi, and use gravity changes to increase physical damage has become the masterpiece of his 'original' career.

……

'This hammer is fucking great!'

Now, Zhang Chulan, with golden light flowing on his left arm as he blocked Lingyu Zhenren's full-strength attack, thought so sincerely.

Before he started competing with Zhang Lingyu, he had thought his brother Ke was just bragging. After all, saying it was "just like the hammer in the movie" was ridiculous.

But what he didn't expect was that after he used it in actual combat, he found that this [Mjolnir] really had the same effect as Thor's hammer in the movie.

When Zhang Chulan and Lingyu Zhenren were fighting against each other in the palm thunder at the beginning, he discovered that this [Mjolnir] was madly absorbing the lightning and Qi scattered by both sides during the palm thunder.

As Mjolnir absorbed more and more thunder energy, Zhang Chulan found that the hammer hanging on his back seemed to have become a magical weapon that could replenish qi energy and mobilize thunder.

Isn't this just like Thor's hammer?

To put it in numerical terms, if the amount of Qi Zhang Chulan consumes when releasing palm thunder on a normal day is [1], then with the replenishment blessing of [Mjolnir], the consumption is directly reduced to only [0.2].

What's more, it can not only reduce consumption, but also increase the power of thunder magic.

As for the [Northern Border Cangtan] that continued to surge from Zhang Lingyu's body just now, it did not intentionally leave a place for Zhang Chulan to stay when it spread.

But once the black mud, which is essentially thunder, gets too close to Zhang Chulan, Mjolnir will absorb it all.

Zhang Chulan knew that his junior uncle must have noticed this, but for some reason he didn't care. This could be seen from the way he swung his sleeves and attacked just now.

Bang!
Feeling the abundant Qi energy and thunder coming from his lower back, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He directly used all his thunder magic and punched his junior master uncle.

One punch, just one punch.

The fist, which carried the force of thunder, slammed into Zhang Lingyu's chest. Zhang Chulan even saw an expression of disbelief on the other's face.

Bang!Bang bang!

Zhang Lingyu was knocked over and rolled seven and a half times, and was once again pinned against the wooden wall at the edge of the venue.

The force was so strong that Zhang Chulan couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He really wants to win the position of Heavenly Master. He needs to solve his own doubts, and he also shoulders the burden of helping Sister Baoer regain her memory.

He knew that although the junior master in front of him had a bad attitude towards him, he was also a good person.

But... the reminder he gave to Junior Master just now was the greatest kindness he could offer.

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"Fortunately, I didn't put anything in the porridge."

Looking at the situation off the field, the old Taoist priest in the audience couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The old Taoist priest had his own 'requirements' for this competition. If it weren't for Xiao Wangye's advice, he would definitely have let Zhang Lingyu mistakenly take the Jianjie Powder this morning.

'The current situation seems to be just right.'

The old Taoist priest looked at the result of his "listening to advice" and nodded with satisfaction.

Tian Jinzhong, who was standing by, saw the old Taoist priest's expression and cleared his throat. He warned him, "Brother, Lingyu... looks like he's going to lose."

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned when he heard Tian Jinzhong's words, and then he saw the anxious expressions of his disciples around him for Zhang Lingyu.

He quickly changed his expression, frowning and squinting his eyes as he said, "Ahem... well, if Lingyu still wants to win, he must accept himself calmly."

"The hammer on Chu Lan's waist is very magical, but it is not omnipotent."

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"Cough...cough cough!"

Lingyu Zhenren was knocked back into the wall at the edge of the venue by Zhang Chulan's punch. The venue was in ruins and a lot of smoke and dust rose up.

As the saying goes: Smoke does no harm.

But the common saying is not a law. The fact that Zhang Lingyu spat out blood from his mouth again proved that he was seriously injured by the punch.

"Really..."

"Yin Lei Shui Zang, I was determined to use this power, but in the end, I was completely restrained?"

Zhang Lingyu took himself off the wall again, coughed a few times, and then walked forward again.

"Can you absorb all the soft thunder in the [Northern Border Cangtan] and use it to strengthen your own Yang Wu Lei?"

"Use the Golden Light Mantra?"

'not enough. '

"Then there's only one way..."

As Master Lingyu stood still, his training robe began to roll out large amounts of black mud again.

……

Seeing his junior uncle coming forward again, Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

But before he could finish exhaling, he discovered something unusual - the Yin Wu Lei black mud flowing out from Zhang Lingyu's trouser legs gradually changed from turbid to shiny, and began to spread around again.

To put it intuitively, it's like the filth in the sewer has turned into asphalt.

Not only that, the spread of the black mud was twice as fast as before, and it ignored Mjolnir's "defense circle" and spread directly to Zhang Chulan's feet.

"How could this happen...?"

When the black mud crawled like a maggot on the tarsal bone to Zhang Chulan's ankle, a piercing chill also attached to it, stealing strength from the meridians in his legs and feet.

Zhang Chulan suddenly felt his legs go weak, so he quickly channeled Qi into his feet, activated his "flying shoes", and soared into the air.

"Something's wrong... This black mud doesn't seem to be infused with any thunder magic at all, yet the soul-stirring power-stealing sensation has increased several times."

"These shoes... can only be used for five minutes. If I wait until that time runs out and I fight a war of attrition in this black mud, I will never win. I must clear the set!"

"Then let's give it a try, killing two birds with one stone."

Zhang Chulan hovered in the air, took a deep breath, and suddenly clenched his right hand.

bass!
The [Mjolnir] hanging on his lower back seemed to cooperate, detached from the buckle by itself, and flew into Zhang Chulan's hands.

Zhang Chulan glanced at the lightning patterns accumulated on the hammer in his hand, and the yang lightning around him suddenly surged. Then, he gripped the hammer tightly with both hands and swung it behind him.

"what!"

Zhang Chulan let out a long roar, lightning flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly exerted force with his arms, swinging the war hammer forward.

Zizi!

The moment he began to swing his hammer, a large amount of crimson lightning burst out from the top of Mjolnir and shot out like a waterfall in the direction of his swing.

Swish! ! !
Ziz! Ziz! Boom! !!!

Zhang Chulan's veins bulged as he struggled to control the direction of the lightning and rotated the hammer around.

The yang thunder that shot out from [Mjolnir] also plowed the entire field, crushing all the black mud that Zhang Lingyu had spread all over the field, and finally exploded towards his body.

(End of this chapter)