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"Fortunately, I caught up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Lingyu appeared on either side of the arena below. The two slowly walked to the center of the arena and looked at each other.

"Finally... the time has come."

Zhang Lingyu stared at Zhou Fengliu, and deep within his calm, watery eyes, she could see an indescribable complexity.

"Indeed... Ayu, tell me, how do you want to play this match?"

Zhou Fengliu spoke slowly, seemingly not very concerned about the situation, as it was all under the control of the Old Master.

"Upright and honorable...leaving no room for compromise." Zhang Lingyu responded to Zhou Fengliu with only eight words, and then immediately assumed a fighting stance.

"The profound origin of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi, through countless eons of cultivation, I will attain my divine powers..."

As Zhang Lingyu chanted the incantation, a layer of golden light gradually covered his body, burning like fire and never ceasing.

On the other hand, Zhou Fengliu didn't make any preparations when he saw Zhang Lingyu unleash the golden light. He scratched his face, then seemed to have thought of something:

"Hey, I just called you Ayu, and you didn't even object..."

“…” Zhang Lingyu.

Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Lingyu remained silent for a moment, then frowned, formed a fist with her left hand, and took a step forward, ready to smash Zhou Fengliu's face with her golden fist.

boom--

Zhou Fengliu easily caught the punch, but for some reason, he felt it was a bit soft, as if Zhang Lingyu hadn't used much force. So he turned his head slightly and kindly asked Zhang Lingyu:

Have you eaten breakfast?

"What are you trying to say..."

"Why do I feel like you're not using any force?"

Hearing Zhou Fengliu say that, Zhang Lingyu became even angrier, and his fists, as big as sandbags, rained down on Zhou Fengliu.

Under such a fierce barrage of punches, Zhou Fengliu, a novice in movement techniques, dodged with incredible speed.

He moved like a dragon, as nimble as a loach, making it difficult for Zhang Lingyu to catch him.

Seeing this, Lu Jin on the stands raised an eyebrow, then spoke to the old Celestial Master beside him:

"Look...like this last night...you tell me, what kind of movement technique does this kid have? He doesn't have one yet. His steps are unsteady and messy, but he manages to dodge every time..."

As he said this, the old master beside him simply smiled without saying a word, quietly watching the battle below.

...

"What exactly are you letting me have! You said you'd leave no room for maneuver! Are you just doing me a favor?!" Zhang Lingyu was even more annoyed when he saw that Zhou Fengliu seemed to be playing around with him.

Having witnessed Zhou Fengliu's battle with Lu Jin last night, he knew Zhou Fengliu was incredibly strong. He didn't sleep a wink all night, pondering his chances of defeating Zhou Fengliu.

After a night of reflection, he no longer cared about whether he could defeat Zhou Fengliu. What he cared more about was standing on this stage facing Zhou Fengliu and confronting his past, which he could not face. He wanted to use all his strength to shatter this constraint.

Not seeking victory, but simply to enjoy oneself.

Even if he loses, he wants to lose fair and square, and accept defeat wholeheartedly.

When Zhang Lingyu questioned him like that, Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin and then asked very seriously, "Are you... sure?"

“Confirmed! After today’s battle, there will be no more grudges between us! I, Zhang Lingyu, am not afraid of losing... You don’t need to worry about the reputation of our Celestial Master’s Mansion! Just consider it helping me!” Zhang Lingyu said.

"Um... I charge very high prices, Ayu."

"I can afford it!" Zhang Lingyu was determined to fight Zhou Fengliu to the death today.

"Alright, since you've put it that way... then so be it."

Zhou Fengliu nodded, then began to circulate his Qi within his body. He concentrated the Qi in his left hand, and with the support of the Qi Control Technique, it solidified in a mere breath. The next second, he disappeared from the spot at an even faster speed than before.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of Zhang Lingyu, throwing a punch.

Zhang Lingyu was startled, but couldn't react in time. He could only switch to his golden light defense and forcefully take Zhou Fengliu's punch.

boom--

With a loud bang, Zhang Lingyu coughed up a mouthful of blood. The golden light protecting him shattered, and he flew out in a C-shape under the force of the impact, crashing into the railing of the distant stands before coming to a stop.

One punch...

With a single punch, he shattered Zhang Lingyu's protective golden light, which startled Rong Shan, who was acting as the referee.

As Zhang Lingyu's senior brother, although he didn't know the power of Zhou Fengliu's punch, he was very familiar with Zhang Lingyu's level of mastery of the Golden Light Mantra. His fundamental skills were very solid, and it was impossible for anyone of his generation to break through with such ease with a single punch...

But what happened before his eyes was a slap in the face.

This battle... was perhaps unequal in strength from the very beginning. If the fight continued, Zhang Lingyu would only suffer a crushing defeat.

Junior brother...

Rong Shan looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was slowly standing up with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, and felt a little worried.

Chapter 90 The True Face of the Dirty Water Thunder! Lingyu Zhenren Reconciles with Himself! (Second Update)

"Holy crap... what did I just see? The God of War made Master Lingyu cough up blood with just one punch?"

"More than that... even the golden light was shattered! I think this shouldn't be called 'God of War,' it should be called 'One-Punch Man' instead..."

"What are you saying? What kind of talk is this? You've changed the title of 'God of War' just because of one punch? Is that even possible?!"

"My beloved Lingyu Zhenren, waaaaah..."

When the audience witnessed the power of that punch, they felt that the outcome of the match was no longer in doubt.

"Is Xiao Zhou really going to play it tough? Is he really going to have a love-hate relationship with Zhang Lingyu?" On one side of the stands, Xu Si, with a cigarette in his mouth, saw Zhou Fengliu knock Zhang Lingyu to the ground with a punch and raised an eyebrow.

"This is, after all, the territory of the Celestial Master's Mansion... Isn't it a bit inappropriate for Xiao Zhou to use so much force?" Xu San pushed up his glasses with some concern.

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhou is fast too," Xu Si said.

"what?"

...

"Good...very good."

Shifting the focus to the competition arena, Zhang Lingyu stood up from the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking somewhat disheveled, with the front of his white Taoist robe torn open.

He looked at Zhou Fengliu and said, "Zhou Fengliu, I have to say... I underestimated you before. You are very strong... stronger than I imagined."

Hearing Zhang Lingyu praise him like this, Zhou Fengliu was somewhat surprised: "It's really rare to hear a few words of praise from you..."

"Ayu, let's put everything else aside for now. You've already left me no room for maneuver, shouldn't you be serious about it?"

"Um..."

Zhang Lingyu nodded, and then calmly unleashed his Yin Five Thunders in front of everyone. In an instant, dark and turbid Qi flowed from his hands. This Qi was like a fluid, dripping from his body onto the ground, thick, murky, and strangely unpredictable.

This is the true nature of Yin Wu Lei: unrestrained and free-spirited, it spreads like mercury seeping into the ground, penetrating everywhere... making people feel muddy and uncomfortable at first glance.

"Is this... Thunder Magic?"

"It seems... sticky and oppressive...it looks so strange."

When the audience in the stands saw Zhang Lingyu unleash the Yin Five Thunders, they all felt that it was different from before, and they had an indescribable feeling about it.

...

"Finally, he's used it." The old Celestial Master, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke when he saw Zhang Lingyu unleash the true power of the Yin Five Thunders in front of everyone:

"Come on, Lingyu... Now that you've revealed the true nature of Yin Wu Lei to everyone, accept it completely, accept yourself... accept everything, no matter how unbearable the past may have been for you, accept it with equanimity..."

Accepting yourself and making peace with yourself is a difficult thing to do, but it's also not difficult at all. If you can get through it, everything will be fine; if you can't, you'll be torturing yourself.

Zhang Lingyu is the kind of person who can't get over self-torture.

no way.

If Zhang Lingyu can't get over it, then only his master, the Celestial Master, can help him by forcing him to confront his past.

Initially, he was worried that Zhou Fengliu was too weak and wouldn't be able to force Zhang Lingyu to use his full strength, so he stayed up most of the night last night. Now, seeing...

That's all unnecessary.

Zhang Lingyu was already incredibly lucky to have forced Zhou Fengliu to use half of his power.

...

"Zhou Fengliu...did you see that?"

Zhang Lingyu unleashed the Yin Five Thunder, slowly covering the entire competition arena. He slightly raised his hand, and the turbid black thunder flowed down from his palm.

"what did you see?"

“This is the manifestation of turbid essence formed from the water and thunder,” Zhang Lingyu explained, then turned his gaze to Zhou Fengliu in the distance.

"The leakage of vital essence might not be a big deal for others, but I have been a monk since childhood and pride myself on having an unwavering Daoist heart... yet I easily broke my vital yang."

“This dirty water and thunder are the evil consequences of my evil deeds; this is what I used to look like.”

After exposing the dirty water mine in public, Zhang Lingyu spoke his mind as if trying to comfort himself. He paused for a moment before continuing:

"Although there were many complicated circumstances at the time, my loss of vital energy was not your fault. It was because I, Zhang Lingyu, lacked a firm mind and, for the sake of my so-called dignified identity as a disciple of the Celestial Master, I blamed you to eliminate the guilt in my heart."

"Even the last time we met... I was worried you would tell others and beat you up... The so-called grudges between us are just my accusations against you."