Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 347 Go and kill that old bastard Zhang Zhiwei (Four more chapters to come, please vote!)

"This……"

Sun Heqian stared at his hand, which had been crackling with lightning just moments before but was now completely empty, his face filled with disbelief.

His full-force lightning magic was so easily neutralized.
This seems a little different from what he imagined "seeking advice."

"Did you see that, He Qian?"

Zhao Zhen withdrew his sword finger, stood with his hands behind his back, and spoke calmly but directly to the core issue.

"Your lightning magic is powerful but lacks refinement; it is forceful but not agile enough."

Sun Heqian listened attentively and said respectfully, "Please enlighten me, Chairman Zhao!"

"Besides allowing oneself to enter a 'positive' state, the Golden Light Mantra also helps to condense and control true Qi."

It can gather and disperse at will, and can be controlled at will; so too can thunder magic.

Zhao Zhen paced back and forth, speaking slowly.

"The thunder magic of the Celestial Master's Mansion can be called the most yang and powerful magic in the world of supernatural beings."

Among them, Yang Lei is characterized by its clarity and agility, its dignified brightness, its expansive and powerful nature, and its unparalleled strength.

But this 'strength' is by no means simply brute force. True strength is as still as a forest, as swift as the wind, as fierce as fire, and as immovable as a mountain; it contains flexibility and is controlled at will!

He extended a finger, and a tiny, yet chilling, white electric spark condensed at the tip of his finger. It was a hundred times weaker than when Sun Heqian used it, but it contained a purity and sharpness that made Sun Heqian's soul tremble.

Sun Heqian could sense that this was not the Heavenly Master's Mansion's thunder magic, but rather Zhao Zhen casually using his own true qi to simulate the form of thunder magic.

Even when used casually, its power far surpasses that of his genuine lightning magic!
Is this the power of Chairman Zhao of Nadutong...?

"What was your palm strike like just now? It was like a pot of boiling water being poured out—it was powerful and covered a wide area, but the power was dispersed."

If the enemy is skilled in movement, they can easily avoid the core power.

It's adequate against regular soldiers, but when facing truly skilled opponents or needing to strike vital points precisely, it falls short.

As he spoke, a tiny wisp of electricity suddenly flashed at Zhao Zhen's fingertip and shot out silently.

The next instant, a small, charred, and shiny hole appeared on the trunk of a small tree about ten steps away, its walls smooth as a mirror, with no trace of burning on the surrounding bark.

"Look, this is the 'sharpness' that thunder magic should have."

Looking at the charred hole that pierced through the tree trunk, Sun Heqian suddenly felt enlightened!
That's exactly what he lacks!
In his pursuit of catching up with his master, Sun Heqian had always focused on the scale and power of his palm thunder, neglecting the ultimate compression and penetrability of the power.

Zhao Zhen's "palm needle" technique perfectly embodies the "sharpness" of thunder magic.

Zhao Zhen's words struck Sun Heqian's heart like a morning bell and an evening drum.

"Thank you for your guidance, Chairman Zhao! He Qian understands!"

Sun Heqian bowed deeply, his eyes filled with gratitude and understanding.

With just a few words, Zhao Zhen pointed out the direction for his advancement in thunder magic, which was a hundred times more valuable than simply imparting the techniques.

"Good that you understand." Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, a satisfied smile on his face.

Just then, Zhao Fangxu, rubbing his sleepy eyes and with a steamed bun in his mouth, shuffled over from the other side of the room in his slippers. He happened to see Sun Heqian crackling his fingers as he tried to compress electricity into the air.

Zhao Zhen stood to the side with his hands behind his back, gazing intently at the rising sun in the distance.

Zhao Fangxu mumbled indistinctly, "Tsk, Master Sun is really hardworking... Practicing welding so early in the morning? Master, you get up this early too?"

He yawned widely, clearly not understanding the "high-end teaching" in front of him at all.

Zhao Zhen glanced at his "exceptionally talented" apprentice, then looked at Sun Heqian, who was painstakingly trying to condense lightning, and silently shook his head, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

As dawn broke, in the courtyard, one person was diligently working to make the thunder more "fine," while the other was leisurely munching on a steamed bun, their roles clearly distinct.

Zhao Zhen's figure stood out exceptionally tall in the morning light. A moment later, after Zhao Fangxu went to work on documents with Yu Yang, Zhao Zhen waved to Sun Heqian with a smile.

"Heqian, come here."

"Yes."

Sun Heqian nodded, then stepped forward to stand in front of Zhao Zhen.

How long have you been down the mountain this time?

"It's been almost half a month."

Sun Heqian answered honestly.

"Half a month...that means half a month has passed since your Uncle Tian was attacked."

"Your master and advisor sent you down the mountain to investigate your Uncle Tian's attack with me, but for the past two weeks, I've either had you stay at the company or taken you to the Wang family to be their tool. Don't you have any doubts?"

"Have."

Sun Heqian nodded, but quickly continued:

"But before my master went down the mountain, he told me to treat you the same way I treated him."

Therefore, whatever arrangements you make for me, Chairman Zhao, I will comply.

"Bullshit~ Do you think you'd just go up the mountain right now and kill that old bastard Zhang Zhiwei without hesitation?"

Zhao Zhen chuckled and scolded, finding it somewhat amusing.

"This……"

Sun Heqian twitched the corner of his mouth, clearly not expecting Zhao Zhen, the CEO of Nadutong, to say such a thing.

"A senior once advised me that the key to being a good person is to be honest."

If a person can't even achieve basic sincerity, how can they talk about spiritual cultivation?

"Please forgive me, Chairman Zhao. I am speaking the truth. I do have some doubts, but I have absolutely no dissatisfaction with you, Chairman Zhao!"

Seeing that the little guy was really getting impatient with his antics, Zhao Zhen shook his head with amusement.

"That's more like it. You can say whatever you want in front of me without being so reserved."

"Given my relationship with your master, do you believe that if I sent that fool Fang Xu up the mountain, Zhang Zhiwei would be so angry he'd kick him?"

"This...shouldn't be possible, right?"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Sun Heqian's forehead.

But when he suddenly thought of his master's sometimes eccentric personality and Zhao Fangxu's "appalling" talent, he silently shut his mouth again.

It's hard to say!

Seeing that the atmosphere had finally relaxed a little, Zhao Zhen slowly said in a serious tone: "When your Uncle Tian was attacked, your master would have definitely come down the mountain to avenge your Uncle Tian, ​​given his temperament."

But do you know why your advisor insisted on keeping him on the mountain, but in the end sent you down instead?

After pondering for a moment, Sun Heqian slowly spoke, "Because... Master wants me to go down the mountain to gain experience?"

"That's one of the reasons, but it's not the main one."

Zhao Zhen shook his head.

"The most important reason is that your master is about to inherit the position of Celestial Master from your grandmaster!"

(End of this chapter)