Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 367: Hit Yuan Jingui in the mouth first

"Um……"

He Songling could be considered a veteran. He frowned and opened his eyes. He first quickly glanced at Wu Gensheng, whose palm was still in front of him, and then scanned the surroundings with the Qi-Seeing Technique.

After being promoted to the innate Yuanying stage, his Qi-gazing technique, numerology technique, Qimen Neijing divination technique and Samadhi True Fire have been integrated into one. He can call upon any of their functions at any time and use them together. He no longer has to face the embarrassment of having to see with his own eyes to observe the other person's Qi and numerology.

It was exactly the same as the sensed aura of the Kame-ryu in Dragon Ball, except that the range was not large enough to span half of the universe or a dozen galaxies. But at least as long as He Songling wanted, he could sense it within the range of three or five cities. He could also read the specific information of any aliens within the range of two or three counties.

Wu Gensheng in front of him had not lost much vitality, and his skin and flesh were still plump and youthful; there was still a circle of people surrounding him, dozens of them, and their auras were all in high spirits.

There was no obvious change in Wu Gensheng's life state, which firstly meant that the battle between their spirits and souls in the Niwan Palace had not passed for more than a year; and the people around them had not left, and were even waiting for the result with great interest, which meant that not only had not a long time passed, but it might have even been very short.

Indeed, it is not surprising. The Qi in the body of an alien moves around the body in a split second, which is basically the same speed as the heart pumping blood to the whole body and then flowing back. Otherwise, how could Dan Shi destroy all the Qi in the body in such a short time?

He Songling was fighting with the divine spirit and Nascent Soul in Wu Gensheng's Niwan Palace. It felt like a long time had passed, but in reality, it was just that his Yang Soul left his body, observed the divine spirit, and then dragged his Yang Soul back to its place. His Qi body only moved once throughout the whole body. The actual time taken was very short.

This is a bit like the "heaven" of the foreign old lady on Nason Island. It feels like it has spanned countless times, but in reality it is just a moment.

"In that case..."

Seeing that Wu Gensheng had obviously not yet regained consciousness, He Songling decisively flicked his wrist to lift Wu Gensheng's wrist, then slapped him on the forehead, sending him flying in front of Wang Yaozu and the other two.

"Humph, Wu Gensheng, the head of Quan Xing Sect, has some abilities, but that's all."

He Songling said in a pretentious manner.

There was a moment of silence on the field, followed by thunderous cheers.

"Okay! Good job!"

"Brother He's magical power is invincible!"

"The devil is one foot high, but the Tao is ten feet higher!"

"Evil cannot defeat good, and righteousness will always prosper!"

"The Sanyi Sect is well-deserved to be the number one mysterious sect in the world!"

He Songling waved and bowed to everyone around him as if he was taking a bow, "Okay, okay, you're so polite, oh, you're so polite, no need to give me money, no need to give me money, oh, look, oh, oh!"

The founder of the Trinity Sect had to know that after He Songling had completely become the innate body he had imagined, he actually used his performance to make money, which made him so angry that he came back to life, and then died of anger again.

There is no way, I can’t win, and I don’t have the ability to clean up the mess, so I can only be angry to death.

"Uh……"

Wu Gensheng was slapped on the head by He Songling, and his consciousness returned to his soul. If it was someone else, even if Zhang Zhiwei used the Heart Purification Mantra, it would be useless. It would be dissolved directly on the spirit of the gods. But what He Songling shot out was the real innate Qi, which could make the spirit of the gods ineffective. Wu Gensheng's consciousness returned to his place. He was a little confused at first, but then he was awakened by the deafening shouting. He opened his eyes and saw that he was being supported by Wang Yaozu and Yuan Jingui.

"What's going on with me?"

"What's going on? My great leader was beaten up by someone."

Although Yuan Jingui was also very scared and knew that Wu Gensheng was very powerful, he still spoke as if he had been smeared with Dafeng, "Your level is pretty good. You were in a stalemate with He Songling for three to five minutes, and then someone slapped you on the head and knocked you unconscious. What happened? Did they make you lose your memory?"

"Knocked unconscious? No, that's impossible. He should have been awakened."

Although Wu Gensheng was unaware of anything at the time, he knew clearly that He Songling was using his divine light to peer into his upper dantian, and that he had done the same thing when he first met him many years ago.

This made Wu Gensheng certain that he must have done something to the divine spirit and caused him to lose consciousness. Finally, according to Yuan Jingui's description, the last palm should have knocked his consciousness back to its place.

But Yuan Jingui didn't know this, he just saw Wu Gensheng being stubborn. "Tsk, Master, stop bragging, I beat you up, why don't you say he made you alive?"

"Bang!"

Wu Gensheng was thinking about something and had no time to play house with Yuan Jingui. He slapped him and knocked him unconscious. "Brother Yuan, you are so mean." Then he used the divine spirit. He found the process was extremely smooth, even smoother than before.

"Who is this He? What is he hiding?"

This was the most incredible thing for Wu Gensheng. He Songling's Qi was obviously very ordinary, just the kind of acquired Qi form that was commonly constructed by aliens, and he also liked to play with the hand-off style, which made it particularly easy to decompose.

The strength displayed was indeed very strong, but that was all. Wu Gensheng admitted that in a life-and-death fight, with He Songling's huge amount of Qi, he would not be able to deal with it, and there was a high probability that he would lose. But if he wanted to run, He Songling would definitely not be able to stop him.

It can be said that the composition is very simple, just an ordinary powerful alien. It should be so, and it is the same as the head of the Sanyi Sect, Zuo Ruotong, in his imagination.

But if that was the case, how could this person see that there was something in his mind the first time they met, and come directly for the spirit of the gods? Not to mention this time, he directly sent his Yang Shen to his Niwan Palace, turning the world upside down and making him lose consciousness.

"Bang!"

At this time, Wu Gensheng's second slap landed on Yuan Jingui's mouth. Yuan Jingui shuddered all over and opened his eyes again.

"How is it, Brother Yuan? Did you wake me up? If you fart again, I will beat you until you cry." Wu Gensheng glanced at Yuan Jingui with blue eyes, which scared him.

"Yes, yes, the master is awesome." Then his face turned bitter: "But it is awesome, but now in this situation, you have also lost, what should we do? Are we going to die here?"

"do not know."

"You are the head of the sect, don't you know?" Yuan Jingui was a little speechless, and turned to look at Wang Yaozu: "Old Wang, be prepared to die here."

"Hmph, it's true that I can't defeat He Songling, but these little brats want to eat me, Wang Yaozu? If anyone dares to come up, I will break all his teeth!" Wang Yaozu's face was gloomy and he burst out sky blue Qi, staring at the righteous disciples behind him.

(End of this chapter)