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

Chapter 687: The matter is settled, Zhang Huaiyi and Wu Gensheng compete
Seeing Zhang Zhiwei crush Liang Ting to death like an ant, even Lu Ci, a cruel and ruthless man, was shocked.

It was so cool and so calm. Compared with this kick, his brutal methods of chopping people's limbs were simply vile.

“If people in the martial arts world knew that Liang Ting, the White Owl, a grandmaster of both mechanical devices and talismans, a master of all nature with countless evil deeds, was crushed to death by Senior Brother Zhang like an ant, I wonder what a shock it would cause?” Lu Jin sighed.

"Such a big thing will surely spread throughout the world very soon!" Tian Jinzhong said with certainty.

The fellow disciples around me were all speechless. With you and Zhiwei around, it’s hard for the news not to spread.

Lu Ci said: "Speaking of which, compared to Liang Ting's death, I am more concerned about the slap that Senior Brother Zhang gave me earlier. In the previous few times, I couldn't understand the mystery. I just thought that Senior Brother Zhang was using his power to suppress others. That slap was actually just an ordinary slap."

"But as my skills became more advanced and my horizons became wider, I was shocked to find that although Zhang Zhiwei's slap looked simple, the truth contained in it was unimaginable. It started from simple to complex, and then from complex to simple. The great truth is simple..."

Lu Ci analyzed it and sighed: "The power and principles contained in this palm are simply endless. If you can study it thoroughly, your whole life will be worth it!"

"Erbi, stop complaining." Lu Jin said, "I don't quite understand the meaning of this slap. If you can see it, why don't you go there and experience it yourself, preferably with your face, so that you can feel it more deeply."

Lu Ci glanced at him unhappily and said, "You are such a hypocrite. How come I didn't realize you were so mean before? If I could understand even one tenth or one twelveth of the meaning of this slap, I would let your face experience it and feel it every day!"

"Haha!" Lu Jin sneered: "It's hard to say who feels who. Being ahead for a while doesn't mean you'll always be ahead. Let's wait and see!"

Recently, he has been practicing the Saint Thief technique taught by his master, and has almost mastered it. However, it is still not smooth when using it in conjunction with Reverse Life.

If I can fully grasp it, then the two jades will be no problem at all. When the time comes, I will definitely beat him so hard that his eyes are black and he won't be able to face anyone.

Zhang Zhiwei stepped on Liang Ting to death with one foot, and his foot shook, and the blood stains on the sole of his shoe spread out in a fan shape.

He walked back to the crowd and asked, "How was your viewing? How was your learning?"

When he came, he asked his fellow disciples to watch carefully and learn well.

"I could understand it with Senior Brother You Zhiwei explaining it in front, but ever since that guy named Liang Ting started risking his life, I can't understand it anymore." said a junior fellow apprentice.

"It's normal that you don't understand. Although the Mojin of Mojin Rougu can also be considered a talisman, it is still too different from what we have learned. As for the mechanical art, I don't understand it even more..." Zhang Zhiwei glanced around and found that there were few people: "Where is Huaiyi?"

"Huai Yi went to find ..."

Tian Jinzhong wanted to call Wu Gensheng Bi Lian like Lu Jin and Lu Ci, but after thinking about it, he realized that he was not familiar with Wu Gensheng, so it would not be a good idea to call him that, so he changed his words and said, "Let's go find the Wu Gensheng from Quan Xing to compete!"

These two guys won't get together... Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, and then he asked: "Why don't you go and take a look?"

"Shouldn't there be a sequence?" said the fellow disciples.

They are all very smart. If they look over there instead of here, wouldn't they be picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons?

"Let's go and see what's going on in Huaiyi." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"What about this? Are we going to ignore it?" a junior fellow student said, pointing at Liang Ting's body.

"Just dig a hole and bury him. It would be scary if he died like this. Guifeng is a scenic spot with many people visiting. It would be bad if he scared people!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

"It's time to order!"

Several fellow apprentices immediately took action, with golden light taking shape and quickly digging a large pit. They threw Liang Ting's body into it, then gathered up the soil and flattened it.

"Do we need to erect a tombstone?" said a kind-hearted junior fellow student.

"If you want to stand up, then do so!" As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei had already walked away.

The fellow apprentice took a look, hesitated, did not erect the monument, and left as well.

Lu Jin, on the other hand, found a large stone not far away, and used his finger as a sword to carve out a tombstone in a few strokes. He wrote "The Tomb of Quan Xing and Liang Ting" on it, but after thinking about it, he erased the word "Quan Xing", leaving only the four words "The Tomb of Liang Ting".

At the same time, on the other side, the competition between Zhang Huaiyi and Wu Gensheng was also coming to an end.

The same Yang Wu Lei, in Zhang Zhiwei's hands, is the vast black thundercloud when a natural disaster or thunder strikes, while in Zhang Huaiyi's hands, it is a fierce thunder that can split a towering tree.

Suddenly, a blinding white light appeared, the ground collapsed, and the surrounding trees broke. In the white light, two figures swayed back and forth and collided with each other.

But the dazzling white light did not last long and then dimmed.

Wu Gensheng's shirt was torn, revealing his strong upper body. He pinched Zhang Huaiyi's neck and pressed him to the ground.

Zhang Huaiyi wanted to resist, and electric arcs were jumping around his body, but a soft blue light was flowing in Wu Gensheng's hands.

Under the influence of the divine spirit, both the protective golden light and the sharp thunder magic disappeared in an instant and were combed into the most primitive Qi.

The ability to move his fingers as if they were his arms disappeared instantly. Although he had competed once and was mentally prepared, Zhang Huaiyi was still very surprised.

Unable to use his abilities, Zhang Huaiyi tried to use his own life skills to break free from Wu Gensheng's grip.

But Wu Gensheng's life cultivation is higher than Zhang Huaiyi's, and he has trained his muscles to be as strong as a horizontal training. He is also much stronger than Zhang Huaiyi. With both a big body and great strength, how can Zhang Huaiyi defeat him?

He used his bony hands to grab Zhang Huaiyi's neck like an iron clamp, and no matter how Zhang Huaiyi struggled, he didn't move at all.

Wu Gensheng loosened his hand: "Practice again, open your ears!"

Zhang Huaiyi let out a long sigh, accepted defeat, and stopped harassing the issue.

First, he was willing to accept defeat, and second, the Qi in his body had been sorted out and was now out of control and unable to run according to the trajectory. At least in the short term, he could not use his abilities.

"You made a mistake this time, but you may not be able to make the same decision next time!"

Zhang Huaiyi secretly made up his mind to get back at his own expense.

"Next time? There won't be a next time!"

He will never come to Longhu Mountain again!

Wu Gensheng waved his hand, and walked away with a few followers without looking back. Only after he had walked a long distance and could no longer be seen did his voice come from afar:
"I will say goodbye to your senior brother later. I will thank him for this time!"

"I'll pass it on!" Zhang Huaiyi waved and shouted.

"Tell me what?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

Zhang Huaiyi was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had forgotten that he could not sense his senior brother's Qi.

"Bilian asked me to say goodbye to you on his behalf and thank you for this time!" Zhang Huaiyi turned around and said.

"I need you to tell him thank you. You are so insincere. Are you afraid that I will punish him?!" Zhang Zhiwei noticed that Zhang Huaiyi's Qi was disordered. "Lost?!"

"One move away from victory!" Zhang Huaiyi nodded with difficulty. At the same time, he was trying his best to control his Qi and return it to its place.

"I'll get back at you next time!" Zhang Zhiwei asked, "How long does it take to regulate your breathing?"

"About ten minutes!" said Zhang Huaiyi.

"It's quite fast. Come! I'll lend you a hand!"

Zhang Zhiwei patted him on the shoulder, and the Qi in Zhang Huaiyi's body that was affected by the rootless spirit returned to its place instantly.

"alright?!"

Zhang Huaiyi was suddenly delighted, with golden light emanating from his body. His abilities were restored, but soon he felt a little disappointed. It took him a lot of effort to accomplish what his senior brother could do with just a casual tap.

At this time, the fellow disciples also rushed over and saw Zhang Huaiyi, but did not see Wu Gensheng and his group. They immediately realized that they were late and the competition here had already ended.

"Huaiyi, what was the result of the competition?" Tian Jinzhong asked.

"Yeah, how did the competition go? Did he win?" said another junior brother.

A senior brother laughed and said, "If Huaiyi defeats Quan Xing's acting leader, then our disciples of Longhu Mountain will be completely famous. Zhiwei's nickname is Little Heavenly Master, so what should Huaiyi be called, Second Heavenly Master?"

"The name 'Second Heavenly Master' is too ugly. It should be called 'Double Heroes of Dragon and Tiger'!" said a junior fellow apprentice.

When Zhang Zhiwei heard this nickname, he said unhappily:

"Come on, you're talking about the two heroes of Longhu Mountain. If Master hears about this, he will definitely scold you and say that we are Longhu Mountain, not Longhu Hall, Longhu Society or some other underworld organization!"

"Stop making fun of me, I lost!" Zhang Huaiyi said quickly.

Tian Jinzhong comforted him, "It's okay, that man is the acting leader of Quan Xing, it's not shameful to lose!"

"Yes, I don't care!" Zhang Huaiyi nodded indifferently, but in fact he cared very much in his heart. Just because he couldn't beat Zhang Zhiwei, he would rather lie dormant for many years without showing it. How could he not care about winning or losing.

Zhang Zhiwei reminded: "That guy has special abilities. If you want to defeat him, you have to rely on pure life cultivation. You can transfer some of your energy from the skills to yourself, and don't put too much thought on seeking outside!"

"Brother, I remember it!"

Zhang Huaiyi nodded, but after a moment's silence, he said:
"However, I do have my own opinion. If you have a high enough control over your Qi and skills, you can still beat him!"

"Huh?!" Zhang Zhiwei asked, "You mean..."

Zhang Huaiyi said: "As long as the speed of generating means is faster than the speed of his disintegration, it will not be difficult to defeat him."

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it carefully and simulated it, and it seemed to be exactly as Zhang Huaiyi said.

However, he did not use himself, but took Zuo Menchang and Lu Jin as examples, if they both used the second level of reverse life to face Wu Gensheng's god Ming.

If Lu Jin was hit by the divine spirit, his reverse state would be broken and the Qi in his body would be sorted out.

It would take him at least one or two hours to gather the Qi in his body and use it again.

When Tang Clan's Dong Chang and Xu Xin first met Wu Gensheng, Wu Gensheng used his divine power to comb through the Qi in their bodies. It took them two full hours to recover.

Even if Lu Jin is faster than them, he is not much faster.

And if it were Master Zuo, with his understanding of the second level of Reverse Life, he should be able to adjust the Qi around his body in an instant and re-enter the Reverse Life state.

Even the time it takes for him to enter the state will be faster than the time it takes for Wu Gensheng to disintegrate.

Therefore, even if Wu Gensheng's god is clearly the nemesis of aliens, if he encounters someone who has truly achieved profound attainments in a certain art, he can defeat him with his art even without relying on his life force.

It’s just too difficult!

But Zhang Zhiwei still agreed, he nodded and said:

"Now that you put it that way, it does seem feasible. You can give it a try!"

"I will work hard to improve myself and get my revenge!" Zhang Huaiyi said.

"In that case, let's go back quickly. So many of us have gone down the mountain secretly. If we don't return to the mountain for the evening class and are absent from it, we will definitely be beaten at Yuanhe Temple!" a senior brother said hastily.

When they heard the word Yuanhe Temple, all the Taoists shuddered.

Yuanhe Temple was the place where the Tianshi Mansion punished Taoists who violated the rules and regulations, usually by flogging.

Because most of the Taoists in the Tianshi Mansion are extraordinary people, and they have the Golden Light Curse to protect themselves, so the whips there are not ordinary whips. They are magical weapons that can stimulate people's souls. If they hit the body, the Golden Light Curse will be ineffective.

Zhang Zhiwei used to be a frequent visitor here, but he had a high level of spiritual practice and a stable mind, so the whip didn't hurt him at all when it hit him.

After all, the whip in Yuanhe Temple is only used for minor punishments and warnings, not to beat people to death, so the force is not very strong.

But this is only for Zhang Zhiwei.

For others, it hurts deep in the soul and can definitely teach people a profound lesson.

Everyone was clamoring to go back. It was already late and if they didn't hurry up, they would be late.

"I brought you down here, how could I harm you?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"Come on, you've got me into trouble, and you've caused us to be punished, haven't you?"

"It certainly won't happen this time." Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

Although Guifeng Mountain is not far from Longhu Mountain, it is still about a hundred miles away. With such running speed, even an extraordinary person cannot catch up. So Zhang Zhiwei drew magical armor and horses for his fellow disciples to strengthen their running speed.

The Speedy Horse can travel 800 miles a day, so a distance of just 100 miles is no problem at all, and there is even plenty of time.

As they had plenty of time, they continued chatting with each other in groups of three or four on the way back.

Although Lu Jin and Lu Ci usually quarreled and fought from time to time, looking very unharmonious, in fact, they were so close to each other that they even kept a distance from the other people in Longhu Mountain when they were traveling.

After all, neither of them is a Taoist priest, and both are descendants of the Four Families. Now they are all traveling with Zhang Zhiwei in Longhu Mountain. Every time a group of people go out for an action, they always feel out of place when they see all the Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes. So even though the two of them often have conflicts, they will involuntarily stand together.

As for the other people in Longhu Mountain, they were listening to Zhang Zhiwei talking about some things that happened when he was wandering around in the world.

Whenever they listened to Zhang Zhiwei talk about his experiences, it seemed as if they saw from his words and eyes a world where there were many guests, big chunks of meat to eat, plenty of good wine, and people took revenge and enjoyed themselves, in a world of excitement.

Perhaps Zhang Zhiwei himself did not notice that his experiences and the world he had traveled to made up for many shortcomings in the hearts of his fellow apprentices who had lived in Longhu Mountain for a long time.

(End of this chapter)