Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"I never said I was going to beat you."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei grinned.

He pulled his hands back and then pushed hard.

boom!

boom!

Two palms struck Jingming [Reversed Eight Directions] in turn.

Tai Chi?

As Zhang Zhiwei watched and felt the strength emanating from Jing's hand, his eyes lit up.

"I practiced Tai Chi for a few years."

Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Jingming nodded slightly.

He has been trying to blend various abilities together.

"Hey, if you do that, then I won't be able to break through your defenses in one go."

Hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei sighed regretfully.

"However, I've recently learned some other techniques. I wonder if you'd like to see them, young man?"

Then Zhang Zhiwei grinned and looked at Jingming again.

"Thunder method?"

Jingming looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said, "I never expected that my words would come true, just as Liu Mang wished."

"Thunder magic."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, and the golden light that had been withdrawn suddenly shifted to the side, transforming into a dazzling white light.

Yang Lei is a skill that only high-ranking priests of the Celestial Master's Mansion are qualified to cultivate.

As Zhang Zhiwei's lightning-infused hand touched his [Reversed Eight Directions] protective shield, Jingming felt his shield being torn apart little by little.

Zhila! !

As Zhang Zhiwei exerted force with his palm, the lightning tore through Jingming's [Reversal of Eight Directions] defense.

However, just as Zhang Zhiwei was smiling, his palm approached Jingming by an inch, only to be blocked by a layer of defense set up by [Reversed Eight Directions].

As this defense was breached, another layer of defense appeared.

Cycles repeat endlessly, birth and death occur in cycles.

"You're using me as a whetstone."

Seeing Jingming still standing motionless, Zhang Zhiwei's forehead twitched involuntarily.

"It is your honor to be my whetstone."

Upon hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Jingming smiled and then spoke.

"Again, you're about to break through my defenses."

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei regain his composed and strategic demeanor, Jingming knew that the current strength of his lightning magic was far from reaching Zhang Zhiwei's limit.

It's sizzling!

Sure enough, as Jingming finished speaking, the lightning in Zhang Zhiwei's hand shone even brighter.

hum!

The instant Zhang Zhiwei's palm touched Jingming's body, an arc of electricity rose from Jingming's body.

Snapped! !

The two bolts of lightning collided violently, and the immense energy caused both of them to stagger back several steps.

"Your ability?!"

Seeing the electric sparks flashing on Jingming's body, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Quanxing Sect Leader in front of me also knows thunder magic?

Which school of thought did you follow?

"Master Zhang, you've won this round of the contest, how about it?"

Jingming tilted his head, the lightning on his body receded, and he spoke to Zhang Zhiwei.

After such a long period of contact, we have already obtained what we were meant to get.

"It makes it seem like I need your charity."

Seeing that Jingming showed no intention of making a move, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but purse his lips, but he also withdrew his own methods.

From the start of the fight, he was always on the offensive while his opponent was on the defensive. Even with such a clear advantage, he couldn't defeat Jingming. It seems he really can't defeat Jingming.

Moreover, he did not see any Quanxing qualities in Jingming.

"Are you really called the new leader of Quanxing Sect?"

Zhang Zhiwei held his hands to his chest and confirmed with Jingming.

"nature."

Upon hearing this, Jingming nodded slightly.

"Work hard, and I hope that one day you can really make it big and strong, and then replace Quanxing with the new Quanxing."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei grinned, walked up to Jingming with an overly familiar air, and patted Jingming on the shoulder.

"Keep it up, little bro."

"Master Zhang, we're not very familiar with each other, are we?"

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, who seemed possessed by the spirit of Youlu Wugensheng, Jingming couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"As the saying goes, practice makes perfect."

"Next time we meet, let's have a proper contest of lightning magic."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei grinned, then looked at another child who had been standing there nervously.

"He is the only lucky survivor here."

Jingming followed Zhang Zhiwei's gaze and looked at the child named Yang Huaiyi.

Do you have family?

Looking at the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, then slowly walked up to Yang Huaiyi and asked gently.

With the blessing of the Golden Light Mantra, it can always dispel the coldness in people's hearts, just like the "fire" on Jingming's body.

"It's all gone."

Yang Huaiyi looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, shook his head slightly, and said.

"At this time of year."

"Since you have nowhere to go, why don't you come with me to Longhu Mountain?"

"While it may not make you rich and powerful, it won't let you go hungry either."

Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"this?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Huaiyi's gaze involuntarily turned to Jingming, who was not far away.

“You don’t need to look at me. Quanxing is not suitable for you, and the new Quanxing is even less suitable for you.”

“If you, a child, were to leave here, you might be in a worse situation than before within three days.”

Upon receiving Yang Huaiyi's gaze, Jingming shook his head and said.

This is a cannibalistic world!

"Ok."

Although Yang Huaiyi also wanted to say that you are just a child, he wisely chose to keep quiet when he thought about the scene caused by the two people in front of him.

"Come on, I'll take you up the mountain."

Upon hearing Yang Huaiyi's words, Zhang Zhiwei smiled and nodded slightly to Jingming before walking towards the gate of the courtyard mansion.

Yang Huaiyi followed suit.

He bowed three times to Jingming before leaving.

"Go."

Jingming simply accepted this calmly.

About ten minutes after Zhang Zhiwei and Yang Huaiyi left, Wang Yaozu and his group sneaked into the courtyard mansion.

Among those brought over by their generation were several people who wore queues (braids).

There were also several children with horribly mutilated bodies, and even a black dog.

Despite being called a black dog, Jingming saw that the dog's feet resembled human hands.