Chapter 686: Grandmasters Are Like Ants

Zhang Huaiyi suddenly stopped in front.

Mei Jinfeng suddenly looked nervous.

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

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

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

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?"

"Last time we played in Yinghe Tower, I lost. Now I have made some progress. I want to try again this time!" Zhang Huaiyi said.

This humble little Taoist priest in front of me can actually compete with the master? Xia Liuqing was shocked.

Wu Gensheng looked at Zhang Huaiyi speechlessly. He was not a competitive person, nor did he often use force with others. The reason why he competed with Zhang Huaiyi last time was because of Zhang Zhiwei. Could it be the same this time?

"Master, I said you are very popular. You are a 'friend' wherever you go, and I want to discuss feelings with you." Gu Jiting said with a relaxed smile.

When Zhang Huaiyi blocked the road just now, he calculated again, and the result was good, no danger, so he didn't worry anymore, and he was still in the mood to joke.

Wu Gensheng smiled and said: "This friend of mine is indeed a good one, Xiao Gu. Why don't you go and compare with him this time? After all, you can't get to know each other without fighting!"

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

Not to mention not being good at it, even if he was good at it, he wouldn't fall into this kind of situation.

If you can't fight, you will suffer. After fighting, if you accidentally hurt the other party and the little heavenly master blames it, it will be hard to explain!

Gu Jiting did not take the bait, and Wu Gensheng looked at Xia Liuqing who was standing in front:

"Xiao Xia, why don't you try it with this Taoist priest?!"

Xia Liuqing: "......"

You think it's difficult, but you still let me do it. Cong, isn’t this embarrassing me? !

"This Taoist priest has extraordinary momentum. I'm afraid I can't defeat him. It would be better for the master to take action himself!"

While talking, Xia Liuqing retreated behind Wu Gensheng and stood with Mei Jinfeng.

"Please, Brother Bilian, let's just stop here and don't hurt the harmony!" Zhang Huaiyi stretched out his hand.

Although Wu Gensheng was a little reluctant, looking at his current situation, he might not be able to leave without a fight.

Fight early and get away early. The big-eared little Taoist priest in front of you is not as troublesome as his senior brother! !

Wu Gensheng said helplessly: "It seems we can't avoid it today, so open your ears and take action!"

"Then I'm not welcome!" As Zhang Huaiyi spoke, hot lightning surged through 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 head of Quanxing?" A young Taoist priest asked with a worried look.

Tian Jinzhong said: "It should be fine, that one named Wu Gensheng will not hurt Huai Yi!"

"Why do you say that, he has the whole nature?" A Taoist priest asked puzzledly.

Tian Jinzhong was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He just answered subconsciously and relied on intuition. If you asked him why, he really couldn't answer.

After all, he only met Wu Gensheng once at Yinghe Tower and didn't have much contact with them.

At this time, Lu Jin suddenly said: "I don't think I need to worry about the safety of Taoist Huaiyi. I have dealt with Wu Gensheng a little more than Taoist Jinzhong. Although I have some difficulties 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 never go beyond 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 not forgiving!"

"So, let's focus on the one named Liang Ting first. We don't know what methods he used and how he ended up like this." Lu Jin said with a puzzled look.

But immediately, he heard Zhang Zhiwei's explanation.

"He filled the broken soft bones into his body so that this transformed body can exert its maximum power."

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

"Like the talismans of our Talisman Sect, if the talisman paper is made of good material, it can be used multiple times, but no matter how good the material is, if the talisman drawn is too strong and too much power is poured into it, it will not be used a few times."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Liang Ting critically, "In his current condition, if he uses his full strength, he can probably launch three attacks. After three times, his talisman will be scrapped."

Hearing this, Liang Ting looked stern. Indeed, as Zhang Zhiwei said, he could probably launch three more attacks, three of the most powerful attacks.

"Three times? It's no use. I'll blow your calf-nosed head off in one go!"

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

Now, he was in the strongest state of his life. His mastery of talismans and mechanisms, using his life and body as a link, combined the two into one, and finally reached an extremely terrifying situation.

Liang Ting, whose whole body was wrapped in ink tendons, crushed the ground with one foot. He rose from the bottom up 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 terrifying blow, Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing on the top of the bamboo forest, did not make any other moves, but just spread his palm to receive it.

He looked like an adult catching a child's fist in a relaxed manner.

With a "boom", like a thunderous explosion, the white shock wave generated by the impact swept the entire bamboo forest. The people in the Tianshi Mansion hurriedly held up the golden light to block the shock wave.

Then, they looked up and saw that Zhang Zhiwei was 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 bamboos around him fell to the ground, a mess, and a huge scar appeared on the originally lush bamboo sea. Liang Ting, as the attacker, had been repelled to the ground, stepping out a huge hole in the ground.

And the arm he used to attack was even more broken, bloody and blurred, looking shocking.

But he didn't care about these. At this moment, he had been forced into a desperate situation. At this critical moment, he didn't have time to look at the eyes of the little Taoist priests around him, although he knew that those eyes would be very exciting and very pleasant.

Now, even if he had gambled his life, his heart was full of desire to survive. His life was not so cheap. What he wanted in this life should not be just the astonished eyes of the world when they looked back at him. There must be something more worthy of his pursuit.

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

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

"For a new life!"

Liang Ting shouted angrily, and his figure climbed up in a flash, from bottom to top, and threw the strongest punch of his life towards Zhang Zhiwei who was standing on the bamboo and looking down at him.

Zhang Zhiwei's body was full of golden light, like mercury flowing on the ground. He protected the bamboo under him, spread his palm, and slapped Liang Ting fiercely.

Although Liang Ting had three opportunities to use his full strength in his current situation, he did not intend to give Liang Ting three chances. He wanted to slap him to death 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 simple and contained his life cultivation. It was not enough to describe the possibility of a mountain falling down. It was ordinary, but it gave people a terrifying feeling like the sky above their heads was falling down.

Liang Ting, who faced this palm directly, was undoubtedly the most deeply touched by it.

This Qi was too scary, like a mountain collapsing. He roared wildly, exerted all his strength, and punched.

If Liang Ting was a stunning beauty on the horizon, then Zhang Zhiwei was a thundercloud covering the sky and the sun, with thunder and lightning flashing.

When the fists and palms collided, the sky was broken, and above the bamboo sea, there was a continuous sound of thunder.

The people from Longhu Mountain who were watching the battle, because they were standing too close, felt as if someone was holding a heavy drum and sticking it to their ears. Then they were hit hard, which made them dizzy. They had to cover their ears while maintaining the golden light.

Even Lu Jin and Lu Ci were no exception. They needed to use means to disperse the aftermath of the attack. Unlike ordinary sound vibrations, these aftermaths carried Zhang Zhiwei's palm intention and Liang Ting's fist intention.

When all the aftermaths dissipated, the bamboo sea was flattened for the most part, and a huge hole appeared. There were still a few bamboos in the middle of the hole. At the top of the bamboo, Zhang Zhiwei was wearing a Taoist robe, fluttering in the wind. He stepped on the green bamboo leaves, as if strolling in a garden, and walked down slowly.

In the big pit on the ground, Liang Ting's black tendons were broken, his body was in pieces, his hands had melted, and his originally huge body was like being crushed by a giant, and he collapsed on the ground.

The reason for this was that all the bones in his body were broken, and his skin and flesh had no support, and his transformed skin and flesh were particularly heavy.

Large balls of blood foam sprayed out from his mouth and nose. It seemed that he was about to die. In his dying moments, past memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Many memories that were already blurred or that he didn't want to mention were recalled one by one at this moment.

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, gave him food, and taught him skills.

At that time, he always thought that he had found redemption and found someone who was good to him, so he was thinking about how to repay his master.

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

The master said to his wife, this boy looks pitiful, and there are always some odd jobs in the sect, so let's keep him.

At that time, he was paranoid and only remembered the latter sentence. From then on, his gratitude to the master turned into hatred and disgust.

But perhaps it was because a dying man's words were good, or perhaps it was because he saw through the illusion of what he wanted, Liang Ting's mentality was much calmer. From these memories, he was shocked to find that maybe 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 and Sanyi Sect, it is also quite prestigious in the world. The sect is good at mechanical arts, and makes a lot of money by making some mechanical objects. There is no shortage of servants to do odd jobs.

He picked me up because he felt sorry for me because I looked so pitiful.

He said the last sentence to comfort his master's wife, so that she would accept him, a child who looked like a monster, because he was doing odd jobs.

But at that time, I couldn't understand the meaning of it, and I just complained and hated everyone.

Hatred blinded my heart, making me unable to see who was good to me and who was bad to me.

In fact, if I 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 strict, he never missed a bite of food.

So I grew up to be a big guy of nearly two meters.

He didn't treat me differently and didn't teach me the means of machinery and talismans.

So I became a grandmaster of both machinery and talismans.

When he thought of this, he remembered the astonishment in the old man's bloody eyes when he pierced the old man's head with soft bones, which made him feel so happy.

Maybe, there was more than just astonishment in his eyes, but he couldn't see it at that time.

If he wasn't so paranoid, so ugly, and hadn't been so tense, hiding his abilities and wanting to take revenge on them.

Instead, he showed it openly in front of the old man. Would he be astonished when he looked at him? Would he be relieved? Would he feel proud? !

Thinking of this, the scene of his master's death and the astonished look he gave him when he died appeared 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 vomit, as if it was something disgusting that made him unbearable.

He wasn't disgusted by that look.

He was disgusted with himself.

What kind of life have I lived in this life?

He felt that he was an extremely disgusting person. He was so disgusted that he opened his mouth and vomited, spitting out a lot of blood foam, mixed with dense fragments of internal organs, and the more he vomited, the more he vomited.

He looked up at Zhang Zhiwei who was walking leisurely on the bamboo leaves, spitting blood and saying:

"I... am... a disgusting and dirty person. Killing me... will dirty your hands..."

Zhang Zhiwei thought he would beg for mercy at this point, but Liang Ting said:

"Step on him!"

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

Then he twisted his toes, just like crushing an ant, and crushed the evil Quan Xing lunatic to death.