Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 15 Dare to say that my uncle is a bad master, Wang Yaozu, you are ready to die
"Goo!"

In the forest, two figures, one old and one young, were fighting each other. Suddenly, a strange sound like air being squeezed was heard in the air. The young man's wrist turned and the whole person was suspended in the air.

"Oh, a little extra strength won't do it?" The old man laughed strangely, "Boy, you still have a lot to practice. Don't think you can be proud just because you beat that idiot. If you beat him, you can be his uncle. There are uncles everywhere in the world."

"Bah!" The young man had a sinister and cruel look on his face. Even though he was hung in the air by the invisible force and could not move, he was still not convinced. He tried to spit at the old man, but the old man controlled the invisible force to turn the spit back and hit the young man's face.

"Poof!" This time the boy stuck out his tongue in pain and kept dry heaving.

"Hahaha, kid, now you understand, it's useless to be poor and arrogant. If you want to be respected, you have to have strength." The old man laughed at the young man's embarrassed appearance.

"Well, that's wrong. I think if you want to get involved in society, you need power and background. Are you good at fighting? What's the use of being able to fight!" Suddenly a clear voice interrupted the old man's laughter. Both the old and the young turned their heads in horror, only to see He Songling leaning against a tree trunk not far away, looking at the two of them with interest.

"Young man, who are you?" The old man narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous cold light shot out from his turbid eyes.

"Look at my appearance, isn't it obvious?" He Songling stood up from the tree trunk, brushed the hem of his clothes, and brightened his appearance a little.

"From the Sanyi Sect?" There weren't many Kayan sects in the world, so the old man didn't have to think too much about a handsome young man suddenly appearing in a place like this to cause trouble for him. His originally casual face was now alert, and his body was slightly bent, looking around. At the same time, he pushed the young man who had been imprisoned in the air by him upwards without being noticed.

"Don't look at me. My master didn't come. I'm the only one here." As soon as He Songling said this, the old man visibly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he sneered grimly, "Then why did you come to me? It's not like you're waiting for more than ten years to snatch this kid back, right?"

"Wang Yaozu, are you getting senile? You, a Quan Xing Lao Deng, snatched disciples from the Sanyi Sect and trained them openly near the Sanyi Sect," He Songling stared at the old man and said word by word, "Have you never thought about someone coming to slay the demons and eliminate the evil?"

“Demon slayer, you? Youngster, aren’t you afraid of getting your tongue blown off by the strong wind?” Sky-blue Qi flames erupted from Wang Yaozu’s body. “I may not be able to defeat Zuo Rutong, but the entire Sanyi Sect is the only one that cannot defeat Zuo Rutong. Ask Si Chong, does he dare to say this to me?”

"Very good, you call my master by his name and say that my uncle-master is a wimp. Although it is true that he is a wimp, you are still doomed to die." He Songling nodded, then spit out a mouthful of white qi and disappeared out of thin air.

"What?" If it were someone else, they might be caught off guard by He Songling's move. But who is Wang Yaozu? Not only is he old, but he has lived for sixty or seventy years, and most of the time he has been performing outside. Unlike the disciples who are devoted to hard training in the orthodox sect, his practical experience is simply terrifying.

He saw He Songling disappear out of thin air, and the blue flame on his body became stronger. He subconsciously shrank his human magnetic field, but his control was at its maximum. Within the range of the magnetic field, any movement could not be hidden from him. Wang Yaozu was like a spider sitting in the middle of a big web, waiting for prey to come.

"I got you!" Wang Yaozu's eyes suddenly became fierce and he turned his head to one direction. In Li Muxuan's sight in mid-air, a ball of white energy appeared out of thin air and turned into a white man, rushing towards Wang Yaozu.

"Here!" the old man shouted, and the magnetic field force burst out from all directions, enveloping He Songling, leaving him no escape. In an instant, He Songling's body seemed to have turned into a jagged rock on the seashore, uneven and strangely twisted.

He Songling took a quick look with his innate eye and found a gap in the magnetic field surrounded by magnetic forces from all directions. This gap was not in human shape at all, and if it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to get out, but for the reverse life triple level who could make the body as hard as plasticine, it was no different from opening a door.

He exerted force in this direction and forced his body to become a bent piece of paper and "squeezed" sideways.

"Not good!" It's not like Wang Yaozu hasn't fought with the Sanyi Sect members before. The first time he was defeated by Zuo Ruotong, it was actually Si Chong who met him first. At that time, he used the Eight Directions Blockade, and Si Chong was trapped inside for a long time and couldn't get out, which caused him a lot of trouble.

Although Wang Yaozu also spent a lot of energy to control the magnetic field to imprison Si Chong, he made mistakes one after another, and Si Chong was defeated and fled. Later, Zuo Rutong was brought in. The young man in front of him actually broke free from the magnetic field in an instant, and it was obvious that his skills had surpassed the second-in-command of Sanyi Sect.

Wang Yaozu did not dare to hesitate for a moment. He grabbed a handful of iron beans from his arms and threw them out. Under the control of magnetism, these iron beans immediately became more powerful than bullets. Combined with the invisible force, they intertwined into an impenetrable firepower network and pressed towards He Songling.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The iron beans and the invisible force transformed into bullets kept hitting He Songling, making his body full of holes. Li Muxuan, who was in mid-air, saw this and screamed in fear: "Ah!"

"Shut up!" Wang Yaozu shouted, and while He Songling was pinned to the spot by the barrage of fire, he turned all his strength and turned into a huge tornado, like a deep-sea vortex, with a strong twisting force that kept strangling He Songling. "Old man, that's enough, just knock him out, there's no need to kill him!" Li Muxuan was still shouting in the air.

“Huff…Huff…” Seeing that He Songling was completely engulfed by his magnetic field, Wang Yaozu finally distracted himself, but he didn’t dare to relax too much. He continued to strangle the vortex with his hands, panting and cursing: “Stupid boy, what do you think the third level of reverse life is? If the people of Sanyi Sect are so easy to kill, how can it be called the world’s number one mysterious sect?”

"How would I know? You took me away before I even got in. I only studied English for a few years at Trinity College." Li Muxuan said dissatisfiedly, "If you really kill him, aren't you afraid of the left head?"

“No.” Wang Yaozu shook his head. “At most he only has some superficial injuries. He will recover in ten days or half a month by practicing Xuan Gong. He won’t even have a scar.”

"You only left him with some minor injuries?" Li Muxuan opened his mouth wide. He felt a little regretful and vaguely felt that he had missed something extremely important because of his willfulness.

At the same time, in the center of the vortex, He Songling, who was twisted into a dough knot, was looking at the twisted power around him, "I see, this is what it is, this is the reversal of all directions. This Ghost Hand King is no good, he is not as good as Brother Bao Ying from the Lu Family Compound ten years ago, in the end, it is just a juggling trick."

He Songling felt that the Three Stages of Reverse Life was perfect for him. If he used other skills, even if he had an innate soul, his strength would be fleeting during the battle, and he would not have the opportunity to observe for a long time. Only the Three Stages of Reverse Life, which was not afraid of harm and could resist with the body, could better see the opponent's Qi path and use it for his own benefit.

Outside, Wang Yaozu was still warily entrusting Li Muxuan with instructions, "Boy, after you knock him down, you should hurry home to pack up and run away. This place is unstayable... eh?"

As Wang Yaozu said this, he felt his hands that controlled the magnetic force being forcibly pried apart by a huge force. Then he saw two four or five meter high white qi tornadoes on the left and right of He Songling, which dispelled the magnetic field force and walked out slowly.

"How is that possible?" Wang Yaozu looked as if he had seen a ghost. Even if He Songling had broken into the third level now, he would just think that he was unlucky. But the two tornadoes beside this kid were clearly his own inversion!
In a moment, He Songling was close to him, and Wang Yaozu was forced to lean back, as if facing some extremely terrifying demon.

"Mr. Wang, can you give me some advice?" He Songling waved his hand, and two tornadoes, one moving forward and one moving backward, collided at one another, like two huge lathes rotating at high speed. The terrifying force in the middle could grind anything into any desired shape.

"puff!"

The tornado didn't even hit Wang Yaozu. It rushed into his human magnetic field and threw Wang Yaozu into the air for more than ten meters. Blood spurted out of his mouth like a high-pressure water gun, and his face looked paler than that of He Songling, who was driving the second level.

"You...you..." Wang Yaozu was shocked. This guy's skill in reversing the eight directions was far inferior to his own, but his strength was too great. Not only was his total amount greater, but the quality of his Qi was also much stronger than his own. Compared to him, he was like an embroidery needle meeting a sledgehammer, but an embroidery needle meeting a crane. No matter how many tricks he used, it would be useless.

Wang Yaozu has been learning martial arts since he was young and has been in the martial arts world for nearly seventy years. To be honest, even if he really saw a ghost, he would not be so scared.

"What about you, Junior Brother Li?" He Songling ignored Wang Yaozu, who looked like he was on his last breath, and looked up at Li Muxuan, "Are you still practicing the Eight Directions Reversal?"

"I...I..." Li Muxuan had seen He Songling before. At that time, he sneaked into the Trinity Mountain Gate from the lower courtyard, found He Songling, and followed him secretly. It turned out that He Songling went to the shade to sleep and fish.

At that time, I felt that this senior brother would never achieve great things because he was so casual. I even felt less confident about the entire Trinity School for indulging this person. Now I understand that he has the capital to be casual.

"Give me back what? Go!"

He Songling felt his tornado being pushed by a huge force, and in an instant it reached a terrifying speed that even he couldn't control. In order to prevent the tornado from destroying the entire back mountain, he had to distract himself to control it.

Although the tornado was quelled in a moment, in just that short time, Wang Yaozu had already escaped with Li Muxuan and disappeared without a trace.

I never expected that Lu Jin and Li Muxuan would hold hands. I thought they would fight each other, and then be separated by the tiger, and then they would put aside their grudges. Who would have thought that they would hold hands as soon as they met? These two old men...
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