Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 125 We are the champions!
"Oh my god...is this that Bilian?"

"is that a lie!"

"how come!"

After Zhang Chulan freed Mjolnir and used it to unleash a large amount of Crimson Palace Yang Thunder, plowing the entire field. The center of the field seemed to be illuminated by thunder and turned into daylight.

No matter how dazzling it was, the audience was reluctant to shield their eyes, because the scene was too grand, as if a myth or legend had come true.

The blue-haired young man and Shan Shitong, who were fooled by Zhang Chulan in the first two rounds, were even more deeply moved when they saw the scene in front of them.

Especially the blue-haired young man. Just by looking at his body that collapsed to the ground after losing his grip on the railing, he knew that it was Bilian, whom he had always looked down upon, who was now behaving like this, which was a little hard for him to accept.

Not only the two of them, but even several of the ten spectators on the sidelines narrowed their eyes. Among them, Lu, Wang, and Mu's gazes kept shifting between the center of the arena and the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei.

……

"Senior brother..."

Zhang Zhiwei was only half a meter away from Tian Jinzhong, so he could naturally hear his voice.

"how?"

Elder Tian calmed himself down before asking, "If it were you, would thunder magic be able to... be so powerful?"

Master Laotian let out a long sigh, and then he said in a serious tone: "A month ago, it took some effort."

“Now, I haven’t tried it.”

……

The coverage area of ​​[Northern Border Cangtan] is extremely wide. After Zhang Chulan urged the thunder to crush the black mud in the entire venue, he directed the yang thunder impact to Zhang Lingyu.

boom!
At this moment, Lingyu Zhenren already knew the power of Zhang Chulan's move, and had already piled up three layers of black mud inside and outside, and even used the Golden Light Curse.

Boom! Boom! Dang! Buzz! Ziz!
When this thunder encountered the Yin Five Thunders triggered by Lingyu Zhenren at close range, it naturally encountered obstacles and could not be unstoppable.

After seven or eight breaths, the impact of the yang thunder finally dispersed the black mud and pressed towards the golden light covering Zhang Lingyu's body.

However, as the source of the attack, the white thunder triggered by Zhang Chulan gradually weakened like the water flow from a broken faucet.

boom!
Just before the Crimson Palace Thunder completely fell silent, the thunderbolt finally broke through the Golden Light Curse and hit Master Lingyu, sending him flying more than ten meters.

……

Even with Mjolnir, Zhang Chulan still spent a lot of energy and spirit on this move, and the feeling of fatigue all over his body surged up like a tide.

The effect of such a powerful attack was indeed quite good. The [Northern Border Cangtan] on the scene was completely destroyed by the Yang Lei lightning, and it also dealt a solid blow to Lingyu Zhenren.

The essence of the thunder transformed from Yang Wu Lei is Qi, and the black mud used by Ling Yu Zhenren is naturally Qi. The thunder and the black mud are fighting each other, and the essence is that both sides are using Qi to make a "exchange".

After this strenuous operation, Zhang Chulan couldn't guarantee how badly Lingyu Zhenren was injured, but the opponent's Qi was definitely about to be "depleted".

……

Since Lingyu Zhenren's "field magic" has been removed, Zhang Chulan no longer wants to waste the energy of his shoes and prepares to "land".

But the 'ground' in the field is now full of rolling earth and rocks, as if a dragon is drilling into the earth, and there is really no good place to stand.

After about five or six breaths, Zhang Chulan finally found a barely ok position, fell from the air, and put Mjolnir back behind his waist.

As soon as he landed, he saw his junior uncle Zhang Lingyu standing up again from forty or fifty meters away.

"Eh……"

Seeing Lingyu Zhenren's 'resurrection', Zhang Chulan couldn't help but sigh. Then, he raised his hand and released [Palm Thunder] again, aiming at Zhang Lingyu and hurling it.

boom!
Just before the [Palm Thunder] was about to hit him, Zhang Lingyu waved his hand and swung out a small ball of Yin Wu Thunder to block it.

Then he turned around and started running towards Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Lingyu's movements were very fast. He dodged three or four flying palm thunders with his swaying body, then moved close to Zhang Chulan's side and struck him in the chest with a palm.

Bang!
But it must be said that Zhang Lingyu had suffered repeated setbacks and his physical energy was about to be exhausted, so this palm technique was obviously weak and powerless.

Just when Zhang Lingyu was about to take advantage of the palm power and quickly chase after him, Zhang Chulan suddenly turned over and stood up.

"Uncle Junior Master, be careful!"

Feeling the power of Zhang Lingyu's palm, Zhang Chulan had a clear idea in his mind, so he immediately got ready and punched back.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The two exchanged twenty or thirty blows, their fists and palms clacking loudly. Then, simultaneously, they unleashed the Golden Light Curse to cover their bodies, continuing their close-quarters attacks.

state!
Zhang Chulan found the right opportunity, raised his leg high, and kicked hard on Zhang Lingyu's arms. Then, taking advantage of the moment when the two of them separated to rest, he retrieved his war hammer from his waist.

boom!
Zhang Chulan held [Mjolnir] in his hand and shot out palm thunder again.

Creepy!
Zhang Lingyu narrowed his eyes and dispersed the golden light all over his body. Then he flicked his sleeves and released the Yin Five Thunders to counteract the incoming Yang Thunders.

After this attack, Zhang Chulan retracted the hammer, dug his hands into the ground, and made a starting posture like a runner.

"Thunder! Member!"

Zhang Chulan's 'little trick of thunder magic' is his original creation. It is to infuse thunder magic into his body and use it to stimulate the meridians and muscles, greatly increasing speed and strength.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
With the help of [Thunder Membership], Zhang Chulan's speed increased several times, and he directly started to attack Zhang Lingyu with punches and kicks, and he seemed to be suppressing the opponent.

Boom! Bang!
Zhang Lingyu was caught off guard by Zhang Chulan's sudden acceleration, and was hit in the chest four or five times in a row. With his blood and energy surging, he had no choice but to transform into golden light and use fast palm to hide his figure.

After another five or six rounds, Zhang Lingyu took advantage of the fact that Zhang Chulan's punches were getting weaker, and took the punch on his chest. He used all his strength and returned a straight palm strike, also hitting Zhang Chulan's chest.

After this move was performed, both Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan flew backwards.

……

When the two of them were ready again, they both slowed down at the same time and began to breathe and regulate their Qi.

For some reason, Zhang Lingyu actually smiled while regulating his breathing.

Looking at the sunny smile of the junior master across from him, Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Zhang Lingyu, what are you laughing at?"

After hearing this, Lingyu Zhenren did not answer directly. Instead, he produced a small amount of water thunder from his sleeve and asked, "Zhang Chulan, what do you think this looks like?"

Seeing that Zhang Chulan remained silent, Zhang Lingyu asked himself, "The kidneys are where the essence is stored, and this water visceral thunder is nothing more than the turbid essence flowing down from the kidney water."

"Lossing your vital essence might not be a big deal for someone else."

“But I became a monk since I was young, and I pride myself on having a strong heart. Yet, I easily broke Yuan Yang.”

"This dirty water mine is the evil result of my evil deeds, but I deceived myself and refused to face my past mistakes."

"I even took my anger out on you, felt jealous of you, and loathed you." "Zhang Chulan, I'm sorry... Actually, all along, I've been the worst person."

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"This...this legend turns out to be true! Does Zhang Lingyu really have a woman?"

"Damn! This abstinent Taoist priest is really into extravagant things in private!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Lingyu, tell us this isn't true!"

"Who is that woman? Who is she?"

"it's me!"

……

The circle of extraordinary people all pay attention to the elegant ancient culture. As soon as the phrase "losing the essence" was uttered, everyone knew what was going on.

What's more, since Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan were more than ten meters apart, he did not deliberately lower his voice when he spoke, so naturally everyone in the audience could hear it, causing an uproar.

Of course, as the person involved in the conversation, Zhang Chulan was stunned when he heard Lingyu Zhenren's sudden words, "I'm targeting you because I can't use Yang Lei because I lost my virginity. I'm sorry."

After a long while, Zhang Chulan finally sighed, covered his face, and said unhappily, "Zhang Lingyu, you're actually depressed about something like this. Hey, it really is..."

"Those who are drought-stricken will die of drought, and those who are flood-stricken will die of flood. Damn, a well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man. I'm really impressed."

Seeing Zhang Lingyu across from him was obviously stunned, Zhang Chulan scratched his head and said with a smile: "But since you are so open-hearted, then I have to say one more thing to you, you guy..."

"Be more slick next time!"

Zhang Lingyu was stunned when he heard this, but after letting out a breath, he said in a serious tone, "Zhang Chulan, you should also behave more properly."

……

After the heart-to-heart conversation ended, a few breaths passed. Zhang Chulan felt that his internal energy had recovered and his Qi was rising steadily, so he took up his stance again.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingyu also flicked his long sleeves and wrapped the black mud that did not contain thunder but only reduced people's strength around it.

Bang!
The two men looked at each other, and when they saw that the other was ready, they rushed forward at the same time, punching and kicking, and fought for almost ten rounds.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
After all, Zhang Lingyu is an extraordinary person who has practiced seriously on Longhu Mountain for more than ten years. He is not competing with others in terms of random punches and quick palms, but only in terms of pure techniques and experience in fighting against enemies. How can Zhang Chulan, who has been obsessed with "language, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry and biology" for many years, be his opponent?
After fighting in close combat for a while, Zhang Chulan had used up all the boxing skills that his father and grandfather taught him when he was a child. He could only fight again, but Zhang Lingyu remembered the moves and seized the opportunity to break into the middle gate.

Zhang Lingyu seized the opportunity and slapped Zhang Chulan in the face. The palm wind came with a loud noise and whistling.

urn!
But before the palm strike reached him, the black gloves on Zhang Chulan's hands showed their power again, and sound waves vibrated out, making Zhang Lingyu dizzy and his heart beat fast.

Seeing that the flaw he had sold had an effect, Zhang Chulan directly used Qi to mobilize the remaining energy of the flying shoes, and retreated more than 20 meters in an instant. Then he clenched his right hand and hooked the silver hammer that was floating towards him.

He shouted, "Ah!"

As the hammer swung, an extremely thick lightning flashed from the top of Mjolnir.

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Lingyu who was approaching with a conscious look and said excitedly, "Uncle Master! Be careful, this is my last move!"

"Xiaobai--Dragon!"

Crack! Snapped!
After Zhang Chulan finished shouting those words, all the thunder surged out of Mjolnir's hammer, and the thunder patterns on the hammer also dimmed.

What followed was a thunder dragon that seemed to have emerged from the head of a hammer. It was about ten meters long and as wide as a human.

boom!
This lightning dragon surrounded Zhang Chulan like an elf, forcing Zhang Lingyu, who was attacking at high speed, to intercept his body directly.

"Hey!"

At this moment, Zhang Chulan was controlling the separated thunder dragon to prevent it from disintegrating, which was already very exhausting. Seeing that his junior uncle was "afraid of difficulties", he stretched out his hand and pointed, letting the dragon-shaped thunder magic chase straight towards Zhang Lingyu.

call out!
……

In the stands, Feng Xingtong, who had just recovered from his injuries and had a crappy plaster on his face, stared at the terrifying and mighty Thunder Dragon with wide eyes in disbelief.

Anyone who is not blind can see that the dragon transformed by the Yang Thunder is an attack that is even more terrifying than the one that Lei Li had just used.

"Dad, was this within your expectations? Did you see that Zhang Chulan had this ability? Did you see that he was pretending? Huh?"

Feng Zhenghao, who was standing next to him, squinted his eyes and looked at the Thunder Dragon in the distance. When he heard what his son said, he laughed.

Looking at Zhang Lingyu running at top speed to avoid the Thunder Dragon's stranglehold, the president of the Tianxia Association said leisurely, "I really like Chu Lan..."

"But I have to say, his performance now is indeed beyond my expectations."

Then, he paused, glanced at the people from Nadutong not far away, and said, "If the information you received is true, then... that Liu Ke is not only a master of divine machines, but also a master of refining equipment."

"Remember to befriend him."

……

The thunder dragon summoned by Zhang Chulan was actually released based on his self-developed thunder method [Little White Worm], with the blessing of Mjolnir.

Compared to the palm thunder, the biggest advantage of this move is its speed, and the second is its "guidance" function.

Therefore, Lingyu Zhenren was now being chased by the thunder dragon and was running around all over the field. He originally wanted to use the tracking effect of the thunder dragon to lead it to Zhang Chulan.

But perhaps due to the injuries on his body and the emptiness of his Qi channels, his pace was obviously affected. He was unable to get around at all and was instead gradually forced into a corner by the Thunder Dragon.

There was no other way, Lingyu Zhenren had to mobilize the last of his Qi from all over his body, transform it into the Five Yin Thunders, and use [Northern Border Cangtan] to counteract the Crimson Palace Thunder Dragon.

boom!
The Thunder Dragon directly crashed into the black mud evolved by Lingyu Zhenren and continued to fight with it.

The Yang Five Thunders and the Yin Five Thunders, the opposites of Yin and Yang, naturally conflicted. In just eight or nine breaths, the Thunder Dragon had squeezed out the last of the Yin Five Thunders that Ling Yu Zhenren had squeezed out and crashed headfirst into him.

Crackling!

The thunder dragon seemed to have momentum and pressed Lingyu Zhenren to the ground, pressing down with its entire body.

Bang! boom!
The thunder dragon exploded and disintegrated when it hit the ground, causing a loud roar. The already chaotic ground was blasted into a big hole by the thunder, and a lot of smoke and dust was stirred up.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Lingyu Zhenren was seen lying in the center of a two or three meter deep pit, his muscles tense, but unable to move.

Taoist Master Rongshan on the high platform saw this and hurriedly asked loudly: "Junior brother... ahem."

"Zhang Lingyu! Can you still hold on?"

Hearing his senior brother's question, Zhang Lingyu's muscles were trembling all over. He wanted to struggle to get up, but after more than twenty breaths, he still couldn't move.

Finally, after a violent tremor, he gave up trying to get up. With a somewhat burnt-out look, he said in a slightly pale voice, "I... give up!"

Taoist Master Rongshan on the high platform frowned, exhaled a few deep breaths, and then poured Qi into his throat, announcing to the entire audience, "The winner is Zhang Chulan!"

(End of this chapter)