Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 244 Zhang Jingqing is indeed the winner of the "Three Moves and Two Styles Better than Zuo Ruotong" award
"Fuck off!"

Zhang Jingqing suddenly spat out two words, "You didn't learn the skills well, got beaten up, and slandered others. Did I teach you how to smear people?"

"Yes!"

Several disciples of the Tianshi Mansion nodded one after another: "You also said that those who cannot win should run away first. After that, we will rely on his status as the leader of Zhengyi to accuse him of being a villain and call on our fellow Taoists to besiege him together."

"You evil beasts..."

Zhang Jingqing was so angry at what they said that his face turned pale. Even if I taught you this, can you say this in front of others? Do you want to save the reputation of the Tianshi Mansion? Do you want to save my reputation as Zhang Jingqing?
"boom!"

Without any movement from Zhang Jingqing, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the bright daylight. Then several bolts of lightning came down from the sky with great precision, hitting several disciples and blasting them into the air, sending them flying out of the hall.

He Songling saw clearly that when those disciples flew out, their bodies were already covered in black.

"Tsk, old master, there's really no need for that. Your reputation in the underworld is as bad as mine. Even Quan Xing knows that you are a low-brow and dirty person. Why are you still pretending to be with me?"

He Songling shook his head beside him.

"I see you really want to test your skills with the thunder magic from my Tianshi Mansion?" Zhang Jingqing asked with narrowed eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, this, hey, hey... that... that's fine too!" He Songling hesitated for a long time, and then said as if he was very embarrassed: "Then let's do it, you are the elder, I will let you three moves first."

"Humph, you kid..."

"bass!"

As soon as Zhang Jingqing finished speaking, he felt invisible energy arrows shooting towards his upper, middle and lower dantian. There were also countless waves of Qi surging around him, restricting his body.

"How dare you say I'm dirty with your character?" Zhang Jingqing was almost mad with anger. You agreed to give me three moves, and I thought you were arrogant. It turned out that you were looking for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

"boom!"

Golden light exploded from Zhang Jingqing's body, instantly dispelling the surrounding Qi waves. Three Qi arrows pierced the golden light spell and shattered themselves.

"Huh? What about people?"

Zhang Jingqing fended off He Songling's attack and was about to cause trouble for him, but found that the guy had disappeared.

But this did not pose a problem for the old Taoist priest. The golden light on his body was initially a human-shaped shield. After a few breaths, it gradually grew larger and soon covered the entire hall.

"Can't find it...good boy!"

Zhang Jingqing was shocked. With his strength, he couldn't find He Songling.

But when the golden light has covered the entire hall, if you can't find it, then you have found it.

Zhang Jingqing did not stop at all. He raised his hand and sent fifteen bolts of lightning towards the only place in the hall that could not be felt.

"Boom boom boom..."

Zhang Zhiwei probably really inherited his master's personality and fighting style. Looking at Zhang Jingqing's move, facing the younger generation, he used a killing move right away, thunder magic, and fifteen of them. If it were someone else, even a master of a sect, I'm afraid he would be smashed to pieces.

"Kerala!"

The hall was smashed into pieces with rubble all over the sky, and even a pillar supporting the main beam was broken, which made Zhang Jingqing feel distressed.

This was built with the money donated by wealthy people from generation to generation!
The thunder did not seem to hit anything solid, but in Zhang Jingqing's feeling, the only imperceptible "black hole" did not move, as if the thunder passed directly through the body and fell on the building.

But how is this possible? You have to know that it is not a physical attack, but thunder, which is specifically designed to defeat evil spirits. Even if He Songling really cultivated the Reverse Life to the third level, he should not be able to escape the thunder.

This had already been demonstrated in the battle between He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei in the Lu Family Courtyard more than a decade ago. Zhang Jingqing had also sparred with Zuo Rutong a lot over the years, and he knew that the ability of the Third Level of Reversal of Life, which could make the body temporarily transparent, was useless in the face of thunder magic.

Fortunately, Zhang Jingqing was not the kind of person who would delay the opportunity to fight because of doubts. With a flash of lightning, he had already arrived in front of He Songling and stretched out his hand to slap him.

"call!"

The slap also landed on empty space.

"No?" Zhang Jingqing frowned.

This shouldn't be the case. In the golden light's perception, the undetectable "black hole" is clearly less than half a meter away from the front. This humanoid...

Humanoid?

In his perception, this black hole is clearly a flat lump.

"Oops!"

Zhang Jingqing widened his eyes, saw flashes of lightning, and was about to retreat from here.

But he was still half a step slow.

"blow!"

A huge palm with an area of ​​nearly one square meter, making a sound of wind, hit Zhang Jingqing in the same way.

"Teng!"

Zhang Jingqing used attack instead of defense. Three thunders struck He Songling from behind. At the same time, he turned sideways, stepped back, folded his hands, and protected his body with golden light.

I have done the best I can.

He truly deserves to be the winner of the “able to defeat Zuo Rutong in three moves and two styles” award.

But He Songling was not Zuo Rutong after all. Although the old Taoist priest had tried his best to defend and dodge, the huge palm still hit his cross-armed hands shrouded in the golden light spell.

With a muffled sound, the old Taoist priest transformed his strength and flew backwards for more than 20 meters before landing lightly against the wall.

"Good boy." Zhang Jingqing's eyes were filled with surprise. Not only because of the power of He Songling's palm, but also because he had finally seen how He Songling dodged his first wave of thunder.

Seeing that the three thunders were about to hit him, He Songling's body was like being spliced ​​together by magnets, with three cracks appearing in the middle, accurately dodging the three thunders, and then his body recovered again.

These three bolts of lightning were still flying towards the old Taoist priest.

But Zhang Jingqing was a heavenly master after all. In the land of Longhu Mountain, he was the master of thunder. With a wave of his Taoist sleeves, he took in all the thunder. It was as if it was not thunder at all, but just a few badmintons with entities.

"Your ability has surpassed that of Brother Zuo." Zhang Jingqing was puzzled. It was okay for He Songling to split his body into four parts just now, but the first wave of thunder had fifteen. Could the third level of Reverse Rebirth cut the body into sixteen parts and then restore it?

I’m afraid Brother Zuo can’t do it either.

"Thank you, thank you." He Songling bowed without sincerity, "I, the junior..."

"Chucky!"

Once again, a sneak attack before he could finish his words.

The one who launched the sneak attack this time was Zhang Jingqing. It can only be said that this old man and this child are both good-for-nothings, and their hearts are dirtier than those of all the monsters.

The thunder spread from under Zhang Jingqing's feet at some point, and a huge lightning net covered He Songling from bottom to top.

"Humph!"

He Songling snorted, and his body stretched into an extremely long and narrow strip. Combined with the white paint in the reverse state, it really looked like an extremely long noodle, trying to drill out through the mesh.

But who is Zhang Jingqing? No matter how fast you, He Songling, drill, can you be as fast as me in shutting down the lightning net?

With a "sizzle" sound, the lightning net quickly closed, and even the surrounding lightning nets were moving towards this direction.

At this time, He Songling had only stretched out a quarter of his body. He was tall to begin with, and at 1.85 meters, he was only a few centimeters shorter than Zhang Zhiwei. Moreover, in order to narrow his body, he stretched himself into a noodle, which was nearly four meters long.

This time, the lightning net suddenly closed, like a guillotine closing inward, cutting the unsuspecting He Songling into two pieces. With a "click", the two halves of the body fell to the ground.

“This… Master, you won’t kill him, will you?” The disciple of Tianshi Mansion outside the door looked pale.

(End of this chapter)