Mechanical Pioneer Under One Person

Both of them were no mediocre fighters, and within a dozen breaths they had exchanged more than ten rounds of punches and kicks.

When the golden lights of the two men collided, there was a sound of weapons clashing, which resounded throughout the entire venue. Even the audience sixty or seventy meters away covered their ears because of the sound.

Chapter 123 Blessing

Bang!

While twisting and turning, Zhang Chulan saw the opportunity, put his hands in a clawing posture, and used the "Black Tiger Heart-ripping" move from his farming skills to grab Zhang Lingyu's chest.

The timing of this move was quite tricky. Zhang Lingyu squinted his eyes and watched Zhang Chulan attacking, but he had no intention of defending himself. Instead, he mobilized the golden light, turned it into a palm shape, and hit Zhang Chulan's head.

This strategy is nothing more than attacking the enemy and then rescuing them, but it is also very useful and directly forced Zhang Chulan to retreat his offensive.

When two brave men meet in a narrow road, the braver one wins. If Zhang Chulan missed a move, he would be pressed step by step.

Zhang Lingyu used his palm technique, launching three types of palm strikes in succession: forward, horizontal, and bottom. He counterattacked Zhang Chulan, forcing him to throw his fist away to take the attack.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Unlike the previous dodging and grabbing, the two men now started a hard-fought fist-and-palm clash, with golden light trembling and banging sounds, until they jumped apart after more than ten breaths.

After Zhang Chulan took some distance to catch his breath, he couldn't help but clench his fists to relieve the numbness in his body.

Compared to Zhang Lingyu's golden light that was as hard as steel and as tough as swamp mud, his golden light spell was indeed a bit behind in terms of years of practice and could not compete.

He could only rely on concentrating Qi on the tip of his fist to improve the "quality" of the golden light and barely fight the enemy, but this was not a long-term solution.

Normally, he should use thunder magic to attack and fight for a chance of victory, instead of using the Golden Light Curse to compete with Zhang Lingyu in hard work and get uncomfortable.

But... he still had to wait, wait for Zhang Lingyu to use thunder magic, wait for the opportunity to use the "surprise attack".

……

Bang!

Facing Zhang Chulan's attack, Zhang Lingyu's palm technique suddenly changed from a strategy of opening and closing to a dense and rigorous one, without revealing any flaws.

When Zhang Chulan missed his attack, he used his palms and elbows to perform the moves of "The Immortal Pointing the Way" and "The Jade Girl Shuttle".

In order to avoid the real and attack the fake, he tricked Zhang Chulan's golden light into diverting its position, and pushed forward with a palm while whistling.

After all, Zhang Chulan's golden light lacked some skills and had not yet reached the state of transforming into a shape with Qi and rotating smoothly. Although he could react to Zhang Lingyu's attack, the golden light could no longer be turned around.

Bang!

Zhang Lingyu's palm strike was like the whistling wind, and it was about to hit Zhang Chulan.

But at this moment, the black gloves worn by Zhang Chulan suddenly emitted sound waves, bombarding Zhang Lingyu.

The golden liquid covering Zhang Lingyu's body was like a spring rain, shaking it directly into waves. And even though the golden light spell was defended against it, it couldn't block the sound. Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but cover his ears and stop the attack.

Seeing that the offensive and defensive situations had changed in this round, Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, condensed the golden light and mantra energy in his hands, and punched out fiercely.

Bang!

Bang! Boom! Boom!

Zhang Lingyu was dizzy from the noise, and was hit in the chest by Zhang Chulan several times, causing him to stagger.

But a master is still a master after all. After Lingyu Zhenren came to his senses, he used the force of Zhang Chulan's fist to fall backwards. At the same time, he raised his leg and kicked Zhang Chulan's chin.

Zhang Chulan had already exhausted all his fast punches. Seeing his opponent stretching out his legs and hooking back, he directly used his Qi to activate his shoes, and in an instant he floated five meters away, thus avoiding the attack.

After more than ten rounds, Zhang Chulan, relying on his own strength that increased dramatically after special training and the small items he was wearing, was able to evade all kinds of moves of Lingyu Zhenren.

His opponent Zhang Lingyu was naturally the one who could feel his progress the most.

Thinking about the changes in Zhang Chulan's strength in the past month, Zhang Lingyu did not feel annoyed at all, but nodded instead.

"Zhang Chulan, very good..."

"After only one month of training, you're already able to withstand my Golden Light Mantra. Especially your body movements and techniques, compared to before, you're like two completely different people."

"You are indeed very talented."

After hearing this, Zhang Chulan also smiled and said, "Of course... After all, the person who gave me special training was simply inhuman."

After saying that, he stroked his gloves and continued, "Besides, I still borrowed some external force."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu shook his head and said, "The word 'cultivation' requires wealth, companions, methods, and land. If you can obtain and use them, then it is naturally your ability."

"Besides, you have indeed become stronger, whether you have those things or not."

Then, Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath and said, "If I want to use the Golden Light Curse to defeat you now, I'm afraid I'll have to fight you from dawn to dusk."

"Next, let me see your thunder technique..."

“How much of an improvement is that?”

……

At the Tianshi Mansion in Mount Longhu, the Golden Light Mantra is the foundation of its teachings, and anyone who enters the mountain gate can learn it.

But if you ask which magic spell can represent the Tianshi Mansion, it is definitely not the Golden Light Curse, but the Thunder Magic.

Zhang Lingyu's meaning was very clear, which was to use thunder magic to decide the outcome with Zhang Chulan.

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand slightly and pointed at Zhang Chulan. At the same time, the black energy around him began to flow and change, surging in his hand like thunder.

Zhang Chulan naturally understood what he meant. After smiling slightly, he also stretched out a hand, and white thunder burst out from his hand, rolling and turbulently.

Seeing that the other party was ready, the two men both threw out the accumulated thunder in their hands.

"Yin Wu Lei Fa!"

"Yang Five Thunder Method!"

"Thunder in the Palm!"

Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu stood on both sides of the field, one holding white and the other holding black, both using the palm thunder move.

The white thunder is clear, lively, dignified and bright, opening and closing with great force and unrestrained strength.

Although the black thunder is similar to the white thunder in terms of Qi form, it has an indescribable thickness and strangeness.

For a moment, black and white lightning flashed, and thunder like a net and a waterfall, attacking each other, and it was difficult to determine the winner. The blinding black and white lightning made it impossible for the spectators in the audience to see clearly.

But as the two of them gradually infused Qi into the thunder technique, the strength of the power became apparent.

Zhang Chulan's white palm thunder was spreading wildly, as dense as a white waterfall, gradually strangling the black thunder swung by Zhang Lingyu.

Bang!

A moment later, Zhang Lingyu's black Qi thunder could no longer block the extremely wild white thunder on the opposite side, and was blasted into the wall on the side of the field.

……

"Brother, Chu Lan's thunder technique..."

In the audience seats nearby, the old Taoist priest was wearing a formal robe and a Taoist hat, sitting upright, looking extremely solemn.

Seeing that his junior fellow apprentice Jinzhong was hesitant to speak, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him carefully, and replied, "It's not an improvement, nor is it a change."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest took a look at the thing hanging on Zhang Chulan's lower back.

He stared at the silver hammer with shimmering patterns, and was inevitably stunned for a moment. After a while, he smiled and said, "I see. I didn't expect Chu Lan to be able to obtain the words [wealth] and [lover]."

Upon hearing this, Elder Tian's red eyes swept over to Zhang Chulan, and he also spotted the silver war hammer. He said, "That hammer is enhancing Chulan's thunder magic. No wonder the Crimson Palace Thunder had such a strong momentum just now."

"If Lingyu is still obsessed with the differences between Yin and Yang and the Five Thunders, I'm afraid he will lose outright."

Chapter 124 Thunder Plow

Zhang Chulan's surging and wild Crimson Palace Thunder Method knocked Zhang Lingyu to the edge of the field, embedding him in the wooden and stone wall, causing thick smoke and dust to explode.

Logically, Zhang Chulan should have taken advantage of the momentum and continued to blindly unleash his palm thunder into the smoke and dust. However, he sensed something was amiss and held back.

……

The wind in May is not very noisy, but Longhu Mountain is a high mountain.

As the saying goes, high in the mountains, the wind blows hard. A gust of wind blew past, dispersing the smoke and dust a little. At the same time, a strange sound emanated from the broken wall where Lingyu Zhenren was inlaid.

Bang! Da!

Coo! Coo…coo!

The sound was muddy and dirty just by listening to it, like the foul-smelling oil flowing in a dilapidated sewer pipe, which was disgusting.

After three or four breaths, the source of the sound gradually became apparent - it was a pool of black mud that was constantly rotating and circulating, like a worm, a python, and tentacle.

Zhang Lingyu, who was smashed against the wall, was now wrapped in black mud.

……

The white lightning technique Zhang Chulan had just used was incredibly powerful, and Zhang Lingyu was hit directly on the body, naturally injuring himself. The blood he spat out from his mouth had stained the white shirt on his chest crimson.

But then again, being struck by such thunder, he only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, which was a bit too easy.

The reason why Lingyu Zhenren was able to withstand the surging thunder and not be eliminated directly was naturally because of the protection of this black mud.

After a few more breaths, when the smoke and dust had completely dissipated, Lingyu Zhenren looked at Zhang Chulan with a complicated expression in the protective circle surrounded by black mud.

After a while, he moved his hands, pulled himself out of the wall, and fell to the ground.

Swish!

After landing, Zhang Lingyu swung his hands around his body, and large puddles of black mud began to spread from the tubes of his clothes, blending seamlessly with his hands, as if they had become his 'long sleeves'.

It wasn't just the upper body, Zhang Lingyu's lower body and legs were also constantly releasing black mud, as if it was endless.

Gradually, like ink staining, the black mud gradually spread and covered the entire venue, except... under Zhang Chulan's feet.

Yes, although the black mud spread everywhere, Zhang Chulan seemed to have an invisible barrier around him, protecting the area within three meters around him. No matter how the black waves surged and leaped, they could not advance an inch.

……

"Oh my god, this... is this still thunder? What is this thing?"

"It's sticky and oppressive, and looks dangerous, but it also makes people curious and want to find out what's going on."

"This black thing is so weird!"

"Then why is there no black mud under Bilian's feet?"