The Arrogant Alchemist

Chapter 104
Before Le Zhengxiang could react, Zhang Yang's sword energy had already struck his face, and he only had time to turn sideways to avoid the vital point of his head. However, his shoulders completely withstood the blow of the strike. power.

If it weren't for the high quality of his protective martial robe, which dissipated part of the strength, one of his arms would be useless.

Le Zhengxiang was startled and angry. He didn't expect Zhang Yang's sword energy to be so lethal with a mere first-level intermediate cultivation. What's more, he didn't expect that Zhang Yang didn't follow any sword skill routines to attack at all. , rushing up and cutting people at the fastest direct distance completely out of order.

Le Zhengxiang, who had lost his chance, was in a very embarrassing situation in the following time.He had no chance to attack at all, and Zhang Yang locked his whole body to death.

Moreover, Zhang Yang's eyes were very sharp, and every attack directly hit the place that the martial robe could not cover.

The scene in front of them made the disciples of the Lezheng family brought by Le Zhengxiang very anxious.

Le Zhengxiang was obviously being led by the nose by Zhang Yang.In fact, if he can give up defense, attack directly, and head-to-head with Zhang Yang, maybe he can resolve the current situation of blindly being beaten.

But Le Zhengxiang didn't have a lot of fighting experience in the first place, plus he had a subconscious contempt for Zhang Yang.Once the opponent didn't play the cards as he imagined, Le Zhengxiang would be in a mess.

Although the disciples of the Lezheng family under the stage could see clearly from the perspective of bystanders, no matter what they said, they couldn't hear them above the ring, and there was no way to remind Le Zhengxiang.

In his rage, Le Zhengxiang decided to go all out, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, through his eyes, it seemed as if he could see a dark cloud brewing in his body.

"This is the violent technique of the Lezheng family!" Someone exclaimed.

Lezheng's family is able to rank among the top ten forces and the strength of the martial arts forces is second only to Wushengtang, which also has some background and reliance.

The technique of rage is one of the biggest reliance of their family.This kind of martial arts secret technique inherited from the Lezheng family's blood can greatly improve one's own cultivation in a short period of time, and even forcibly break through the first level.

But this kind of martial arts secret technique that overdraws one's own potential also has a strong backlash.If you just strengthen your own physique a little, then maybe there will only be a situation where the martial energy dissipates within a few hours and cannot be used.

However, if the cultivation base is forcibly increased by a large margin, not only may the cultivation base drop in severe cases, but there is also the danger of a rapid loss of life after use.

"My lord, don't act rashly!" You Lezheng's disciple shouted anxiously outside the arena.

However, Le Zhengxiang, who couldn't hear the slightest sound, had gradually completed the stage of violent promotion.

There was a deep yellow light floating on the surface of his body, and there was even a faint red glow.

Le Zhengxiang actually greedily wanted to improve his cultivation to the level of a senior warrior.

He is only at the third level of the intermediate level, and he can rise to almost seven levels. The fact that he has reached the level of a fake high level is also related to his very pure blood.

The martial arts and secret techniques of the Lezheng family rely on the power of blood, so the disciples of Zhengzhi are highly valued.

"Hurry up and report to Eldest Young Master!" Seeing that Le Zhengxiang had completed the technique of berserk, some disciples hurried back to ask Le Zhengling for help.

Zhang Yang looked at Le Zhengxiang, whose face was a bit ferocious, and the corner of his mouth was raised with bloodshot eyes, "Strength is obtained through step-by-step cultivation, and what is obtained with the help of external force and secret techniques is bullshit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he yelled loudly, and the sword energy in his hands suddenly increased a little, forming a huge empty sword shadow in the air, moving towards Le Zhengxiang's eyebrows.

Le Zhengxiang didn't even look at it, he punched out, the sword light was instantly suppressed, and bounced back towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang chuckled, and slid away like a swimming dragon.He did not charge Le Zhengxiang head-on, but used movements such as jumping, verticaling, bouncing, jumping, and shooting to swiftly attack Le Zhengxiang. A little sword light in his hand was always pointing at Le Zhengxiang's eyebrows—the whole body of him. The weakest flaw.

After the berserk, Le Zhengxiang's martial energy was surging, but his speed slowed down instead, unable to keep up with Zhang Yang's rhythm at all.In the end, he simply hit the ground with his fist.Countless broken stones were carried up by his martial spirit, chasing after Zhang Yang, trying to hinder Zhang Yang's actions.

The witness in charge of judging saw this scene, and his face suddenly darkened.Le Zhengxiang's tossing around the arena was already terrible, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to repair it.

"A fake is a fake!" Zhang Yang suddenly stopped moving, stood still in front of Le Zhengxiang, staring straight ahead solemnly, rubbing his hands together, the two sword lights divided into several strands, like thousands of silver The sword qi, which was as small as a needle but still undiminished in power, shot towards Le Zhengxiang.

As Zhang Yang's voice fell, Le Zhengxiang's bones made a strange brittle sound, and his skin suddenly turned red due to blood congestion, but the light of martial energy surrounding his whole body dimmed instead.

There is a time limit for going berserk, and Le Zhengxiang forcibly increased so much at once, but his body couldn't bear it at all.

And Zhang Yang had been waiting for this moment!
Le Zhengxiang, who suddenly lost the blessing of his violent martial arts, had all his bones fractured inch by inch due to the powerful backlash, his blood surged up, and his martial energy dissipated. Sword net.

His eyes were wide open, several sword lights pierced through his brows, and he seemed to be staring at Zhang Yang in disbelief.

"Who are you!" A mouthful of blood mixed with an indistinct question spewed out.

Zhang Yang didn't answer, but let out a chuckle that was clearly a girl's voice, turned around and jumped off the ring.

Behind him, Le Zhengxiang moved his lower lip unwillingly, and fell down slowly.

At the same time, a mournful cry came from outside the arena, "Second Brother!"

Le Zhengling had full confidence in Le Zhengxiang's victory over Zhang Yang, so he never came to watch the battle.When he arrived at the notice of his own children, what he saw happened to be the scene of Le Zhengxiang falling to the ground and dying.

Although Le Zhengling likes to put on the big brother and eldest son's posture to beat and scold Le Zhengxiang occasionally, but Le Zhengxiang is his only real brother after all.

Seeing his second brother died in front of him, he suddenly became a little crazy.

"Where is that kid Zhang Yang!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Find him out for me and beat him to death. No, don't beat him to death. I want to keep him and torture him slowly to avenge Ah Xiang!"

Le Zhengling had completely ignored the strict rules of the City of Trials, and only wanted to put Zhang Yang to death.

However, although he and the disciples of Lezheng's family quickly surrounded the ring, they found that Zhang Yang disappeared into the air like a bubble, leaving no trace behind.

(End of this chapter)