Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 686: Grandmasters are like ants

Zhang Huaiyi suddenly blocked the way.

Mei Jinfeng suddenly looked nervous.

Seeing this, Xia Liuqing stepped in front of Mei Jinfeng and said loudly:

"Little Taoist priest, what are you doing? Have you forgotten what your senior brother said? Don't embarrass us!"

He was not afraid of the ugly little Taoist priest with big ears in front of him. What he was afraid of was the little Taoist priest.

Zhang Huaiyi didn't even look at Xia Liuqing, his eyes were always on Wu Gensheng.

Wu Gensheng asked in confusion: "Little Taoist priest, what can I do for you?"

"We had a fight at Yinghe Tower last time and I lost. Now I have made some progress and I want to try again this time!" said Zhang Huaiyi.

This unremarkable little Taoist priest in front of him could actually wrestle with the head of the sect? Xia Liuqing was shocked.

Wu Gensheng looked at Zhang Huaiyi speechlessly. He was not a competitive person and he didn't often fight with others. The reason why he competed with Zhang Huaiyi last time was because of Zhang Zhiwei. Would it be the same this time?

"Master, I think you have a pretty good relationship with people. You have 'friends' everywhere you go, and they all want to get along with you." Gu Jiting said with a relaxed smile.

Just now when Zhang Huaiyi blocked his way, he calculated it again, and the result was very good, nothing dangerous, so he was not worried anymore, and even had the mood to make jokes out loud.

Wu Gensheng smiled and said, "My friend is really good, Xiao Gu, how about you go and have a fight with him this time? After all, there is no acquaintance without fighting!"

Gu Jiting quickly shook his head: "No, I'm not good at fighting!"

Don’t say he’s not good at it. Even if he was good at it, he wouldn’t go up in this situation.

If you can't win, you will suffer. If you win and accidentally hurt the other person, the little master will blame you and it will be difficult to explain!

Gu Jiting didn't take the bait, so Wu Gensheng looked at Xia Liuqing who was standing in front of him:
"Xiao Xia, how about you try your hand at fighting this Taoist priest?!"

Xia Liuqing: “…………”

You think it's difficult, but you still let me do it. Isn't this embarrassing for me? !
"This Taoist priest has an extraordinary aura. I'm afraid I can't defeat him. It's better for the Sect Leader to do it himself!"

As he spoke, Xia Liuqing retreated behind Wu Gensheng and stood together with Mei Jinfeng.

"Please come in, Brother Bilian, let's stop here and not hurt the relationship!" Zhang Huaiyi stretched out his hand.

Although Wu Gensheng was somewhat reluctant, looking at the current situation, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave without a fight.

The sooner you fight, the sooner you can escape. This little Taoist priest with big ears in front of him is not as difficult as his senior brother after all! !

Wu Gensheng said helplessly: "It seems that there is no way to avoid it today, open your ears and take action!"

"Then I won't be polite!" As Zhang Huaiyi spoke, scorching lightning surged in his body.

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On the other side, Tian Jinzhong, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others ran towards Zhang Zhiwei.

"Why did Huaiyi go to find the leader of Quanxing?" a young Taoist priest asked with a worried look on his face.

Tian Jinzhong said: "It should be fine. The guy named Wu Gensheng shouldn't hurt Huai Yi!"

"Why do you say that? He is Quan Xing?" a Taoist priest asked puzzledly.

Tian Jinzhong was stunned when he heard this. He just answered subconsciously, relying only on his intuition. If you ask him why, he really couldn't answer.

After all, he and Wu Gensheng had only met once at Yinghe Tower and had not had much contact.

At this time, Lu Jin suddenly said: "I also don't think we need to worry about the safety of Taoist Huaiyi. I have dealt with Wu Gensheng more times than Taoist Jinzhong. Although I don't get along with him, he has a kind of virtue."

"I can't quite explain what this virtue is, but I feel that no matter what he does, he will not cross that virtue!"

"Yes, Bilian will definitely not do anything to Zhang Huaiyi!" Lu Ci said: "Zhang Huaiyi's big ears are not scary, but Senior Brother Zhang's big slap is unforgiving!"

"So, let's focus on the guy named Liang Ting first. I don't know what means he used to become like this." Lu Jin said with a puzzled look on his face.

But soon, he heard Zhang Zhiwei's explanation.

"He stuffed the broken soft bones back into his body so that this transformed body could exert its maximum power."

"He also used a lot of powerful talismans to strengthen himself in all aspects, using himself as the talisman and the ink tendons as the talisman. This time, he completely turned himself into a talisman."

"Talismans like those of our Talisman School can be used many times if the material of the talisman paper is good. But even if the material is good, if the talisman is too strong and the power infused is too much, it can only be used a few times."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Liang Ting with scrutiny, "In his current condition, if he exerts all his strength, he can probably launch three attacks. After three times, his talisman will be scrapped."

Hearing this, Liang Ting's expression froze. As Zhang Zhiwei said, he could indeed launch about three more attacks, three attacks with the greatest power.

"Three times? No need, I'll blow your little calf-nosed head off in one go!"

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and his body shook. The air around him was torn and exploded, and violent screams broke through the air. The entire ground seemed to have endured a huge weight, and many broken cracks appeared.

Now, he is in the strongest state of his life. He has mastered the talismans and mechanisms. He uses his life and body as a link to combine the two into one, and finally reaches an extremely terrifying situation.

Liang Ting, whose body was covered with black veins, crushed the ground with one foot. He rose from the bottom to the sky like a cannonball and punched Zhang Zhiwei who was hanging high in the bamboo forest.

His punch was as powerful as a mountain.

Facing this horrifying attack, Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing on top of the bamboo forest, did not make any other moves. He just spread out his palms and took it.

It looked like an adult was receiving a child's fist with ease.

With a loud "boom", like a thunderclap, the white shock wave generated by the impact swept across the entire bamboo forest. Everyone in the Tianshi Mansion hurriedly held up golden light to block the shock wave.

Then they looked up and saw Zhang Zhiwei still standing on the top of the bamboo, stepping on the bamboo leaves. The bamboo swayed in the wind, and his whole body swayed lightly with it.

The few bamboos under his feet were fine, but the surrounding bamboos were all over the ground, a mess. The originally lush bamboo sea now had a huge scar. As the attacker, Liang Ting was knocked back to the ground, leaving a huge hole in the ground.

The arm he used to attack was completely broken and bloody, looking horrifying.

But he didn't care about these. At the moment, he had been forced into a desperate situation. At this critical juncture, he had no time to look at the looks of the little Taoist priests around him, although he knew that those looks would be very interesting and would be very satisfying.

Now, even though he has risked his life, his heart is full of desire to survive. His life, Liang Ting, is not that worthless. What he seeks in this life should not be just the astonished look of the world when they look back at him. There must be something more worthy of his pursuit.

After letting go of the biggest obsession in his heart, memories of the past came to his mind. At this moment, many new desires emerged in his heart, all of which were beautiful things worth pursuing.

For these beautiful things, he has to fight once, kill the little Taoist priest with one punch, and then start all over again.

"For the new life!"

Liang Ting shouted angrily, and his body climbed up in a flash, from the bottom to the top, and he stood on the bamboo, looking down at Zhang Zhiwei and delivered the strongest punch of his life.

Zhang Zhiwei's body was filled with golden light, like mercury leaking on the ground. He protected the bamboo under him, opened his palms, and slapped Liang Ting hard.

Although Liang Ting's current situation gave him three chances to use his full strength, he did not intend to give Liang Ting three chances. He wanted to kill him with this slap.

Zhang Zhiwei did not hold back in this slap. Although it looked simple and not as strong and direct as the thunder method, it was extremely simple and contained the essence of his life cultivation. "Mount Tai falling down" was not enough to describe its severity. It was ordinary, but gave people a terrifying feeling as if the sky above their heads had fallen down.

Liang Ting, who faced this palm strike directly, undoubtedly felt it the most deeply.

This energy was so frightening, it was like a mountain pressing down on him. He roared madly, exerted all his strength, and punched forward.

If Liang Ting is a stunning beauty in the sky, then Zhang Zhiwei is the thundercloud that covers the sky and is full of flashing thunder.

When the fists and palms collided, it was like a thunder shattering the sky. Above the bamboo sea, it seemed as if there were continuous thunder.

The people from Longhu Mountain who were watching the battle were standing too close and felt as if someone was holding a heavy drum next to their ears and hitting it so hard that they felt dizzy. They had to cover their ears while maintaining the golden light.

Even Lu Jin and Lu Ci were no exception. They had to use some means to disperse the aftermath of the attack. Unlike ordinary sound waves, these aftermaths carried the palm intent of Zhang Zhiwei and the fist intent of Liang Ting.

When all the aftermath died down, most of the bamboo sea was flattened, revealing a huge hole with a few bamboos still standing in the middle of the hole. On the top of the bamboos, Zhang Zhiwei, wearing a Taoist robe that fluttered in the wind, stepped on the emerald green bamboo leaves, and walked down slowly as if he was strolling in a garden.

In the big hole on the ground, Liang Ting's black tendons were all broken, his body was in pieces, his hands had melted away, and his originally huge body collapsed to the ground as if it had been crushed by a giant.

The reason for this was that all the bones in his body were broken, leaving his flesh and skin without support, and his modified flesh and skin was extremely heavy.

Large clumps of blood foam spurted out from his mouth and nose. It was obvious that he was dying. In his last moments, past memories flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope.

Many memories that had become blurred or that he was reluctant to mention were now recalled one by one.

He saw his parents abandon him, and he also saw that when he was about to starve to death, it was his master who picked him up, fed him, and taught him skills.

At that time, he always thought that he had found salvation and someone who was kind to him, so all he thought about was how to repay his master.

But everything ended that night. When he was cleaning, he heard with his own ears that his master's wife asked his master why he brought back such a monster.

The master said to his wife, this boy seems quite pitiful, and there will always be some odd jobs needing doing in the sect, so just keep him.

At that time, he was so paranoid that he only remembered the last sentence. From then on, his gratitude towards his master turned into hatred and resentment.

But perhaps it was because a dying man speaks well, or perhaps it was because he had seen through the illusion of what he wanted, Liang Ting's mentality became much calmer. From these memories, he was shocked to find that perhaps the old man took him in not just to pick up a servant to do odd jobs.

Although Mojin Rougu is not a big sect like Tianshi Mansion or Sanyi Sect, it is also quite famous in the martial arts world. The members of the sect are good at mechanical engineering and make a lot of money by making mechanical objects. They have no shortage of servants to do odd jobs.

He picked me up because he saw how pitiful I was and felt pity for me.

He probably said the last sentence just to comfort his master's wife, so that she would accept his child who looked like a monster in consideration of his doing odd jobs.

But at that time, I couldn't understand the meaning of it, and I just kept blaming and hating everyone.

Hatred blinds one's heart and makes it difficult for one to see who is good to one and who is bad to one.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, although the old man's attitude towards him was very stiff, isn't that the case with traditional teachers?

Although his attitude was stern, he never missed a bite of food.

So I grew into a big guy nearly two meters tall.

He did not treat me differently and did not pass on his techniques and talismans.

So he became a grand master of both mechanical devices and talismans.

As soon as he thought of this, he remembered the look of astonishment in the old man's blood-stained eyes when he pierced the old man's head with the soft bone, which made him feel so happy.

Perhaps, there was more than just astonishment in his eyes, there was something else, but he couldn't see it at the time.

If at that time, I had not been so paranoid, not so full of ugliness, I would have kept my breath held high, hidden my abilities, and wanted to take revenge on them.

Instead, she showed it openly in front of the old man. When he looked at her, would he be surprised? Would he be pleased? Would he also feel proud? !
Thinking of this, the scene of his master's death and the astonished look he gave him when he died emerged in his mind again.

Before this, whenever he thought of such a look, his legs would tremble with pleasure.

But at this moment, he suddenly had an urge to feel nauseous, as if that was something disgusting that he could not bear.

He wasn't disgusted by that look.

He is disgusting himself.

What kind of life have I lived?
He felt that he was an extremely disgusting person. He opened his mouth and started vomiting, spitting out a lot of blood foam mixed with dense fragments of internal organs, and the more he vomited, the more blood he vomited.

He looked up at Zhang Zhiwei who was strolling leisurely on the bamboo leaves, and said while spitting blood:
"I... am... a disgusting and filthy person. Killing me... will dirty your hands..."

Zhang Zhiwei originally thought that he would still beg for mercy at this point, but he never expected that Liang Ting would say the following sentence:
"Step on it with your feet!"

Zhang Zhiwei stopped and wanted to say that stepping on it would dirty his shoes, but he looked at Liang Ting seriously, lifted his shoes and put them down gently.

Then she twisted her toes as if she was crushing an ant, and crushed the evil Quan Xing madman to death.

(End of this chapter)