Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

Upon hearing this, both the flat-headed and monk-like figures froze, disregarding the fact that a battle had already begun, and immediately distanced themselves from Xia Jie.

They all felt that Xia Jie's words lacked credibility, but regardless of Xia Jie's true strength, it would be good to let Xia Jie and Zhang Lingyu wear each other down.

As for why they were confident that Zhang and Xia would wear each other down rather than get caught in a three-way battle.

You can tell from their expressions.

At this moment, Xia Jie's face was full of arrogant and flamboyant fighting spirit, and his will to "fight to the last moment" was so obvious that he no longer needed to put it into words.

Zhang Lingyu's expression was even more fascinating, somewhere between indifference and gritted teeth, a mix of crying and laughing, much like Agni's smile in Flame Fist.

The overwhelming emotions completely shattered the facade of "the perfect successor to the Celestial Master" that he had been trying so hard to maintain.

Upon closer examination, the sadness and anger, the desire for hatred yet the helplessness, the doubt about the words and the faint murderous intent towards Xia Jie were all mixed together, which was quite strange.

The noble cause of killing the Quanxing Yiren and the selfish desire to avenge Xia He are like conflicting codes within Hakimi, vying for control of Zhang Lingyu's brain and nearly causing his thinking to crash.

"Whether what you're saying is true or false, I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"

Three full seconds passed before the two conflicting lines of code finally found a balance.

Since his conscience wouldn't allow him to kill a good person, giving him a good beating wouldn't be a bad solution.

only……

"Master, I have disappointed you."

A soft, murmured sound arose.

Zhang Lingyu knew that this move would not only cause his image to collapse and him to lose all his composure, but would also make him lose face for the Celestial Master's Mansion.

He already felt guilty towards his master for only being able to cultivate Yin Five Thunder because of his loss of virginity, and now he still wanted to...

The incoming fist interrupted Zhang Lingyu's thoughts. His gaze refocused as he looked at the fist, which appeared to him to be crawling as slowly as an ant.

Afterwards, Zhang Lingyu's complex emotions calmed down somewhat.

With such weak strength, it was impossible for him to kill the Four Madmen. According to the inside information he had gathered from Na Du Tong, there were only seven people in Hu Lin Mansion with signs of battle, and the deaths of six of them were fatal injuries caused by close combat.

Aside from Hu Jie and his son, who are presumed to have died from fratricide, the remaining four all died from broken cervical vertebrae.

In other words, the killer dealt with the four madmen single-handedly. Even if there was the possibility of remote support via magical artifacts, the strength of the person directly engaged in combat could not have been low.

The belligerent man in front of him said he wanted to kill Xia He, probably to provoke him and make him go all out.

Even so, why does this genuine anger still burn so fiercely in my heart?

Zhang Lingyu clenched his fists; in this battle, he would show no mercy.

He was determined to utterly defeat this unknown assailant who was using his deepest secrets to provoke him!

Golden light shone from his body, and Xia Jie's weak fists were stuck outside the golden light barrier, unable to advance an inch.

The excruciating pain of shattered finger bones traveled along the nerves to the brain, serving as a stark reminder of the absolute disparity in raw power between the enemy and ourselves.

Xia Jie knew that this was the famous protective method of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, which cultivated both body and mind, the Golden Light Mantra.

Even though he had completely taken control of his body with his consciousness, using every muscle in his body to the extreme without regard for the consequences, and combining it with perfect power generation techniques to concentrate and release the power.

This massive punch, capable of killing a bull, was still easily reacted to and defended by Zhang Lingyu.

Even without Zhang Lingyu, the most outstanding member of the younger generation, it was easy to defend against even six-year-old Zhang Chulan after he activated his golden light.

The absolute numerical gap led to absolute adversity.

Xia Jie, having lost her idealistic power, was completely bound by the rules of matter.

Gene locks, limiters, divine preparations, internal energy, mental techniques, consciousness slashes, Cthulhu Xingyi Quan, mind's eye, intuition, the path of utmost sincerity, sword intent, microcosm, and all sorts of other idealistic techniques that he could have mastered, have now all closed their doors to him.

How can I win?

Xia Jie questioned her own heart.

Zhang Lingyu's counterattack could come at any moment, or it might have already happened.

An attack that exceeds the limits of neural reflexes will cause the person to die because they are unable to react.

Even though the furious Zhang Lingyu knew he should restrain himself, he was unaware that he was, in essence, an ordinary person.

Zhang Lingyu's furious attack would cause intense pain to ordinary superhumans.

For me at this moment, this is an irreversible death.

Xia Jie, whose consciousness was entering a state of enlightenment due to the impending crisis, was unaware that a growing golden fist shadow was being reflected in his unfocused pupils.

Xia Jie's time to die has come.

In other words, that's right!

Zhang Lingyu won!