Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 60 You don’t even have the qualifications to see my golden light!

Zhang Chulan's mouth curled up, he didn't think as much as others.

I only know that once Zhang Huaidan said this, Jia Zhengyu will suffer today!
If you dare to say that Zhengyi's method is nothing more than this, then I will have to arrange a huge stage for you, not bully you, and give you enough opportunities to display all the kung fu of your Jiajia Village one by one, and weigh them carefully to see how much they are worth!

"Hmph!" Jia Zhengyu snorted coldly, his mind calmed down, and he shook his sleeves, and a blue-black cone about 20 centimeters long flew out.

"Swoosh~~"

The blue-black cone flew around, and the sharp tip of the cone cut through the air in front of it, making an extremely silky sound of breaking through the air.

This is the true inherited skill of Jia Village!

……

"I've long heard that the Jia Village's object control technique is superb and unrivaled in the world of extraordinary people. It seems to be true. Jia Zhengyu, a descendant of the Jia Village, is best at object control!"

"This person's character is not very good. He even dares to talk nonsense about the Tianshi Mansion. However, his strength is indeed impressive!"

Jia Zhengyu's veins were bulging with anger. The strange people around him were whispering to each other, but no one was belittling his strength. After all, they all knew how powerful he was. However, none of the previous compliments were heard anymore.

Calling him by his first name is not polite at all!

Zhang Chulan saw the Imperial Object for the first time and asked quietly, "What is this thing called?"

Feng Xingtong's expression was quite solemn. "The Dragon Pecking Awl is the most powerful piercing weapon among the weapons in Jia Village."

Zhang Chulan said, "I think it's just a small hidden weapon. If you use it openly, it will make people defensive, and its effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

Feng Xingtong glanced at him, thinking about explaining it to him.

Feng Zhenghao said, "Chu Lan, you must never underestimate the person who controls objects, or you will definitely suffer a great loss in the future!"

Feng Xingtong explained, "When a person who controls objects is very young, he or she must use Qi to feed specific objects. Eventually, these objects will become weapons that can be used at will."

"The weapons controlled by a wielder are as nimble as their own fingers. In ancient times, they were even called "wielders of extraordinary powers," a term often used to describe ordinary people who saw them and misinterpreted them."

Zhang Chulan's heart tightened: "What's the nickname?"

Feng Xingtong exhaled slowly: "Sword Immortal!"

Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank sharply. Playing is playing, but don't joke with the gods.

Sword Immortal?

Sword Immortal!

Is it that exaggerated?
I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Feng Xingtong said, "Dad, when Jia Zhengyu came to our Tianxia Association and fought against the people from Fengyun Hall, he never used his ability to control objects. But we can be sure that his unique skill in controlling objects must be above the Running Flow Palm. After all, this is the signature skill of Jia Village."

Feng Zhenghao also frowned.

Feng Xingtong continued, "The Golden Light Mantra of Mount Longhu transforms the intangible into the tangible to protect the body, but the objects controlled by the object-controlling extraordinary people are tangible objects. Using a tangible object to defeat an intangible object is clearly noticeable to the naked eye. Moreover, the lineage of object-control has come a long way, and the objects they control basically all have the effect of breaking Qi."

Feng Shayan suddenly said, "Don't forget that Huaidan Zhenren was taught by the old Heavenly Master himself. The secret of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is not the Golden Light Mantra."

Feng Xingtong's eyes lit up: "Sister, you're right. Thunder magic is the real killer of the Tianshi Mansion. Master Huaidan still has a great chance of winning!"

Feng Zhenghao frowned. Jia Zhengyu had even revealed his Dragon-Pecking Awl, but Zhang Huaidan couldn't even see the golden protective light, let alone thunder magic. What did this mean?
Are we really going to let Jia Zhengyu display all he has learned?
Their eyes were fixed on one another. Regardless of whether they won or lost this competition, Jia Zhengyu must pay the price for his slip of the tongue!

……

Zhang Chulan listened to Feng Xingtong's words and stared at the field with some worry.

Jia Zhengyu summoned the Dragon-Pecking Cone for a few breaths, but Zhang Huaidan still showed no signs of using his magic, so he could not find the so-called flaw. His patience quickly wore out, and the blue-black Dragon-Pecking Cone struck like a bolt of lightning.

The dragon-pecking spike was not big, and it could not stir up the strong wind when it broke through the air. Zhang Chulan only felt a few tiny wisps of wind passing by, and there was a faint feeling of cutting on his face. He felt a little horrified in his heart. This object was indeed powerful. How should Brother Dan deal with it?

As soon as I thought of this, my pupils suddenly shocked!
Zhang Huaidan casually slashed past him. It seemed slow, but in reality, it was even faster than the attacking Dragon Pecking Awl. In the blink of an eye, he had the sharp, dark blue awl in his hand.

Zhang Chulan hasn't reacted yet.

Feng Xingtong beside him exclaimed: "How is this possible!"

Jia Zhengyu was still practicing his magic skills hurriedly, his face flushed red. The dragon-pecking spike in Zhang Huaidan's hand was also vibrating, but there was no intention of it flying out of his hand.

This is the situation.

The strangers present were also dumbfounded, feeling that the scene before them was so unreal.

All the worries in Zhang Chulan's heart were gone, it had to be Brother Dan!
But what is Dan Ge’s move called?
There was no golden light, nor any trace of thunder magic. Could it be that the Tianshi Mansion still has some secret that cannot be passed on? Grandfather didn't teach him because he didn't know it?
Feng Xingtong beside him murmured to himself, "If a person who controls objects can be so easily deprived of his control, then the lineage of controlling objects has no reason to exist."

Feng Shayan was confused: "How did you do that?"

Feng Xingtong felt a chill run down his spine: "Yeah, how did they do that?"

Feng Shayan's words made him realize it belatedly. He originally thought that Zhang Huaidan would have to use thunder magic to compete with Jia Zhengyu, but he just took the Dragon Pecking Cone with ease.

Not to mention thunder magic, you didn’t even see the golden light?
The two of them looked at Feng Zhenghao at the same time.

They were shocked to find that their father's face was more solemn than ever before, and he didn't even notice the inquiring looks from their siblings.

He just stared at the field without blinking.

'call out! ’

Seeing that he couldn't recall the Dragon-Pecking Cone, Jia Zhengyu's sleeves shook again.

Someone exclaimed. "A second Dragon Pecking Awl! Just one imperial artifact requires immense effort, and yet Jia Zhengyu managed to produce a second one!"

The Dragon Pecking Awl flew, and a fierce look flashed in Jia Zhengyu's eyes. The object and its master were closely connected. Although he didn't know how Zhang Huaidan suppressed his Dragon Pecking Awl, he must have diverted a lot of his attention, leaving him with no energy left to block the second one, and...

'Whoosh! '

The strange people in Fengyun Hall were in an uproar!

"The third one! Oh my god! This Jia Zhengyu is indeed a great man in Jia Village. He can actually raise three dragon-pecking spikes!"

Two new dragon-pecking spikes attacked one after another. Jia Zhengyu sneered repeatedly, as if he saw the beautiful scenery after defeating Zhang Huaidan.

The hearts of everyone present were in their throats. Would the famous Huaidan Zhenren lose to the hero of Jiajia Village today?

The next moment, Zhang Huaidan's hand holding the Dragon-Pecking Cone left a series of afterimages in everyone's eyes.

Ninety-nine percent of people didn't understand what was happening. The number of dragon-pecking spikes in his hand had increased from one to three.

Zhang Huaidan asked, "Anything else?"

Jia Zhengyu was stunned!
He himself didn't know what was going on. He only knew that he could sense that the three dragon-pecking spikes were under great pressure, like pieces of iron stuck in a millstone, unable to move at all.

He said in a distorted voice: "This is impossible!"

"Tattoo~~"

Footsteps were heard, and the silhouette of Zhang Huaidan appeared in Jia Zhengyu's frightened eyes.

‘Puff puff puff~~’

Three dragonpeckers were driven into the floor in front of him.

A voice with a faint smile lingered in my ears: "You, you are not even qualified to look at my golden light."

(End of this chapter)