A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Wang Zhong immediately felt a surge of wind-spirit energy spreading throughout his limbs and bones.

Immediately afterwards—

call!

A pale blue aura erupted from his body, stirring up the dust on the ground.

His body slowly lifted off the ground uncontrollably, hovering about twenty centimeters above the ground.

"What... what is this?"

Wang Zhong was startled. He looked down at his dangling feet and then at his hands.

Immediately, a surge of joy welled up inside me.

His body became incredibly light and agile, and his perception of the surrounding airflow became more than ten times sharper.

Hahaha!

This feeling is awesome!

He couldn't help but laugh out loud. He moved his body slightly and then suddenly floated away, so fast that he left a trail of afterimages.

At this moment, he felt more than just light as a feather; he felt weightless!

Wang Zhong's figure kept darting around, making everyone dizzy.

Did they succeed?

Luo Fan stroked his chin, a little smug.

No, based on past experience, we shouldn't be too happy too soon.

as predicted!

As expected, another unexpected event is about to occur.

Wang Chong paused, staring confidently at Zhang Tie, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit!

"Zhang Tie! Your arrogance has come to an end. Now it's my turn to perform!"

A smile crept across his face as he pointed across the street. "This time, I'm going to let you taste what it's like to be completely dominated!"

With his current speed, he was confident he could end the fight in close combat before Zhang Tie could unleash his sword energy!

He was about to transform that lightness into extreme speed and launch a thunderous attack when his body froze!

A strange, inexplicable feeling shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, rendering him unable to move!

"???"

The ecstasy on Wang Zhong's face froze in an instant, turning into bewilderment, and then into terror.

What happened?

Why can't I move?!

The entire venue fell silent once again.

They stared blankly at Wang Zhong, who was suspended in mid-air, frozen in place with a distorted expression.

"Senior Brother Wang, what's this new trick you're using? Is it some kind of levitation/immobilization technique?"

Zhang Tie scratched his head.

Wang Zhong's body was stiff, but his mind was roaring.

I'll give you a piece of my mind!

I'm completely immobilized!

Luo is unreliable!

What kind of lousy pills did you concoct?!

He tried to control the rampaging wind elemental power within him, but his body felt like a balloon being constantly inflated, bloated and floating.

"Senior Brother Wang, have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Seeing that his face was turning purple, Zhang Tie kindly reminded him, "Quickly stop your supernatural powers, or you might self-destruct!"

That's fucking self-destruction!

You're the one who took the wrong medicine!

Your whole family has taken the wrong medicine!

Wang Zhong was roaring inside, but he couldn't utter a single word; he could only kill with his eyes.

"Hahaha!"

The surrounding disciples finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into deafening laughter once again.

"Senior Brother Wang's look... is so unique!"

"Floating Expansion Technique? A new skill?"

"His face was so purple, like a ripe eggplant!"

"I bet ten spirit stones that Senior Brother Wang will soon turn into a human firework!"

Hearing these unbridled taunts, Wang Zhong was filled with shame and indignation, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

He strained to muster a sliver of spiritual energy, squeezing out a sentence through gritted teeth, "Zhang...Tie! You wait! Once I recover, I'll make you pay!"

His voice was broken and intimidating due to his stiff body.

Zhang Tie laughed and looked Wang Zhong up and down, who had swelled up and was now floating in the air, unable to move.

"Senior Brother Wang, compared to you, I think I'm good-looking enough."

These words only added fuel to the fire.

Looking at his round, bulging body, which resembled a giant balloon, Wang Zhong's last shred of reason snapped.

"I can't take it anymore!"

He disregarded everything and forcefully activated all the rampaging spiritual power.

Instead of trying to control it, he directed all his energy to his legs, trying to gain explosive power in an instant!

"Move!"

hum!

His body shone with a bright blue light, as if he had broken free from some invisible constraint.

next moment!

A blurry afterimage rushed toward Zhang Tiemeng at a speed far exceeding that of before!

Its speed was so great that it created a sharp sonic boom!

Zhang Tie's expression changed slightly. He immediately stopped joking, tensed all his muscles, and assumed a serious stance.

however--

The blue afterimage did not crash directly into him as expected.

Instead, it narrowly missed him, brushed past the hem of his clothes, and darted past him in a flash!

Boom!!!

A loud bang.

Wang Chong crashed into the mud-brick wall of his small courtyard!

The courtyard wall could not withstand the impact of the wind spirit's power and collapsed in large sections, filling the air with smoke and dust.

Zhang Tie maintained his defensive posture, stiffly turned his head, and saw his lips twitching.

"My...wall..."

Midozhi peeked out from behind the rock.

Seeing this, her mouth gaped open. "If you can't beat them, you destroy their house? What kind of tactic is that?"

Before anyone could react...

Whoosh!

The collapsed pile of bricks and stones suddenly exploded!

Despite looking disheveled, Wang Zhong, whose speed had not diminished at all, transformed into a human cannonball and charged out once again!

He still couldn't control his direction and crashed straight into Zhang Tie!

"Oh my god!"

Zhang Tie was caught off guard and was hit hard.

The way he stuck out his tongue and spit out his saliva was like being gored by a charging wild bull, screaming as he flew backward and landed in a daze.

"Wang Zhong! You bastard! You owe me for my wall! And my aching back!"

Zhang Tie lay on the ground, furious.

After crashing into him, Wang Zhong, out of control, continued his momentum without slowing down. His direction suddenly changed, and he charged towards the large rock where Midozhi was hiding!

In Midozhi's enlarged pupils, Wang Zhong's elongated and blurry figure was reflected due to his excessive speed!

"Don't come any closer!"

She screamed inwardly.

boom!

Instead of crashing directly into the rock, Wang Zhong slammed his energy, carrying the force of a violent wind pressure, onto the surface of the boulder, and the shockwave passed through the boulder!

"oops!"

Midozhi, who was hiding behind, screamed as her delicate body was flipped over again and she sat back down on the ground.

She fell so hard she saw stars, her red dress was covered in dust, and her hair was a little disheveled.

"Why am I so unlucky!"

Midozhi was on the verge of tears. She had only come to watch the fun; what had she done to deserve this?

First they were frightened by the sword energy, then they were thrown up by the shockwave. The price of this excitement was too high!

My new dress!

Waaaaah…

In the arena, Wang Zhong, who had been thrown back by the rock, seemed to have regained some balance.

He was still incredibly fast, and he circled Zhang Tie at high speed.

It created a series of clear blue afterimages, surrounding him in the middle.

Each of his afterimages was frozen in a different expression.

Terror, distortion, confusion, pain... so lifelike, as if countless versions of him were simultaneously performing face-changing acts.

"Wang Zhong! You bastard! Stop it if you dare!"

Zhang Tie was spinning so much that he felt dizzy and roared.

From within the afterimage came Wang Chong's trembling, tearful scream, accompanied by the howling wind: "If you're so capable, make me stop first!"

In the distance, Luo Fan looked at the completely out-of-control, abstract scene and let out a long, deep sigh, his face filled with despair.

"Sigh... I'm tired. Let's destroy it."

He rubbed his temples, resigned to his fate, realizing he would be forever barred from normal elixirs.

The combination of the "Great Furnace" and the "Immoral Constitution" is aimed at abstract art.

Watching any further will only make me feel heartbroken.

Luo Fan stopped paying attention to this farce that was developing in an unpredictable direction and quietly left.

Out of sight, out of mind. He decided to go back and study how to refine pills to earn spirit stones, as sharing cultivation points would be more practical.

The performance continued after Luo Fan left.

Zhang Tie was surrounded by Wang Zhong's afterimages, feeling agitated, and tried to attack them.

"Primordial Qi Sword Slash!"

"Hiccup—Pfft!"

The sword energy shot towards a fleeting shadow, piercing through it and striking empty air.

As soon as the afterimage disappeared, a new one immediately appeared in its place.

Zhang Tie kept throwing punches and kicks, trying to predict Wang Zhong's trajectory, but he always hit empty air.

"Senior brother, don't you think Wang Zhong's current state is very similar to that incredible movement technique?"

Li Huan, who was watching the battle, suddenly spoke to Zhao Mang.