Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Li Sushang opened her mouth, unable to utter a word for a long time. She turned to look at Cheng Ling Shuang, hoping to get some support.

"Master, please talk to him."

Cheng Ling Shuang stood in the morning light, her expression still calm, and said a sentence.

"can."

Li Sushang thought she had misheard: "...What?"

"Joining the harem is fine with me."

Li Sushang froze.

Cheng Ling Shuang glanced at her and continued, "Don't you mind him having a harem?"

"I, I don't, no, I mind, it's just... right?"

"If you mind, then find someone else." Cheng Ling Shuang's tone remained calm. "He's determined to have a harem. If you mind, it means you two aren't compatible. Since you're not compatible, does his decision to have your master as a harem have anything to do with whether he'll have you or not?"

Li Sushang's mouth was agape, her mind seemingly stuck.

Cheng Ling Shuang continued, "If you don't mind, then it's even better. Why are you refusing to join your master's harem, whether he wants to or not?"

Li Sushang: "..."

Zhang Yang: "..."

The courtyard was quiet for a while.

A morning breeze blew in from the Gobi Desert, causing Li Sushang's hair ribbon to sway gently.

She opened her mouth several times, but could only manage to utter one sentence: "Master, is there something wrong with what you said?"

"What's the problem?"

"It's...that's..."

She argued for a long time, only to find that she couldn't find a way to refute it.

Cheng Ling Shuang's logical chain is complete, from premise to conclusion, without any loopholes.

But the conclusion just doesn't seem right.

Looking at Cheng Ling Shuang's expressionless face, and then at Zhang Yang's equally shocked face, she suddenly felt like she was the only normal person here.

"You, you all... I!" Li Sushang took a deep breath, but then said deflatedly, "I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Cheng Ling Shuang turned her head and looked at Zhang Yang: "Are we still going to fight?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Fight, of course we have to fight, we have no choice!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Ling Shuang swayed and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yang, pointing her fingers like a sword, aiming straight for his throat.

Without warning, without any build-up of power.

This is the realm of "no beat," where movement is as swift as the wind and completely silent, meaning that every action is so perfect that no force is dispersed to produce sound.

Zhang Yang naturally couldn't react in time, but his animalistic instincts made him dodge to the side.

A gust of wind brushed past my neck, bringing a chill.

He didn't back down, but instead swung his elbow back.

Inch-force, chaotic thunder!

This elbow strike, with a slight tremor at the tip, contained three layers of force.

The first impact is a straight ramming, the second a horizontal collapse, and the third a downward press; the three forces combine like three waves crashing onto the shore in succession.

Cheng Ling Shuang didn't dodge; she gently placed her left hand on Zhang Yang's elbow.

Just press it.

All three forces were neutralized.

It was like punching into cotton; the force vanished without a trace.

"The force is too scattered."

Cheng Ling Shuang's tone was as calm as if she were commenting on a dish: "Your elbow strike looks like it has three layers of force, but there are gaps between each layer. After the first layer of force explodes, the second layer of force will follow in an instant. That instant is enough for me to break your momentum."

As he spoke, he flicked Zhang Yang's elbow with his fingertip, and a sharp force shot up Zhang Yang's arm and straight into his shoulder.

Zhang Yang's entire right arm went numb, and he staggered back three steps, shaking his hand and grimacing.

"Good heavens, is this the Void Sword Qi?"

“It’s Sword Heart.” Cheng Ling Shuang withdrew her finger and stood still. “The Five Elements of the Great Void: Heart, Form, Intent, Soul, and Spirit. I used the Heart Element to fully unleash the potential of my brain. Your movements seemed to be three beats slower in my eyes.”

"Three beats too slow?"

“I can see your punch trajectory, the timing of your power, and your shift in center of gravity in advance, so you can’t hit me.”

"How about this!" Zhang Yang took a deep breath, stepped forward half a step with his left foot, lowered his center of gravity, and placed his fists in front of him, one in front of the other.

Inch-force, Thunderclap!

This punch was delivered with a completely different impact.

It is no longer a superposition of multiple forces, but rather a condensation of all power that explodes in an instant.

It's like dynamite exploding in a confined space, with all the energy gushing out in one direction.

The air was blasted with a loud bang.

Before the fist even landed, its imposing aura had already pressed down on Cheng Ling Shuang's face.

Cheng Ling Shuang's eyes lit up slightly. She turned to the side, her whole body like a leaf blown by the wind, drifting back three inches.

Three inches.

Just then, Zhang Yang's fist grazed past her clothes.

"That was a good punch." She rarely praised it. "The energy and spirit are concentrated in one point, which can be considered a sign of entering the path of martial arts."

"getting Started?"

"What do you think?" Cheng Ling Shuang looked at him. "Concentrating your essence, energy, and spirit into a single line is just the beginning. To truly master it, you need to reach the level of Qi Penetration. But in the end, it's just about concentrating all your strength to unleash it. It's still far from the true 'martial arts'."

Zhang Yang grinned: "How about this?"

boom!

The heart flame in his dantian exploded violently, and crimson fire surged out of his body. The surrounding air distorted and fluctuated under the high temperature, and the sand and gravel on the ground were lifted up by the heat wave and rolled in all directions.

Cheng Ling Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

boom!

Zhang Yang threw a punch, his fist wrapped in a layer of crimson fire energy, the temperature so high that even the air hissed.

Wherever the fist passed, the air crackled and popped, and the sand and gravel on the ground were melted into a dark red, glassy liquid.

What's the difference between high and low martial arts skills?

My left punch deals high damage, and my right punch deals high damage!

Cheng Ling Shuang's figure flashed rapidly in the courtyard, her white hair flying in the firelight.

"This fire..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yang had already caught up, and his second punch was already at his face.

Cheng Ling Shuang raised her hand and pointed her fingers like a sword.

"God is the ultimate form of change..."

Chapter Forty-Seven: This punch pierced through the stars

"Sword God!"

"First published on 705u.com - Book Club"

There was clearly no sword.

But there was a sword aura.

Invisible Honkai energy condensed at her fingertips and then erupted in an instant.

brush!

A solid sword aura burst forth, meeting Zhang Yang's fist head-on.

Bang! ! !

The fire energy collided with the sword energy, producing a muffled explosion.

Crimson sparks scattered and flew everywhere, and the air blades shattered into countless tiny points of light in the air.

“Interesting.” Cheng Ling Shuang looked down at her fingertips, where there was a faint scorch mark. “Your fire energy is extremely hot. If I were hit head-on, I wouldn’t be able to withstand it either. But your problem is that your strength is too crude.”

"With great strength, bricks fly." Zhang Yang laughed. "I'll take that as a compliment."

"It's a compliment." Cheng Ling Shuang was unusually tactless. "Being strong enough to lift bricks is a skill. Most people can't even lift a brick, but you can lift an entire mountain. That's definitely a skill."

"but--"

She raised her hand, and a wisp of energy condensed at her fingertips once again.

"The Great Void Sword Qi - Divine Essence is the direct control of true qi, shaping the body and transforming it into substance."

Cheng Ling Shuang stepped forward and waved her fingers like a sword.

shhhhh--

Tens of millions of Void Sword Qi burst forth from the sky, intertwining into a net that formed a heavenly net covering everything in the air!

Li Sushang stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

This is weaving cloth.

Initially, weaving had nothing to do with practicing martial arts; it was simply a cheap way to make a living.

Ling Shuang, whose every move was a form of martial arts practice and whose stillness was also a form of sword practice, had invisibly transformed weaving into a means of tempering her sword heart and honing her martial arts skills.

Cheng Ling Shuang wove a seamless net with the Tai Xu Sword God technique, and once this strike landed, there was nowhere to escape.

"Master, isn't this going too far?"

Li Sushang felt that this was a bit too much. Although she was a little unhappy with Zhang Yang's boast about opening a harem, she didn't think it was necessary to be so ruthless.

Zhang Yang was secretly amazed. Cheng Ling Shuang was known for her unparalleled talent, even surpassing Fu Hua. It seemed that this was no exaggeration.

If this "Seamless Skynet" technique were to appear in the main storyline, it could probably wipe out any shameful Herrscher in one fell swoop, and even the six-core driven Sirin would suffer a setback.

Unfortunately, I figured out the ultimate move last night.

Bang bang!

As Zhang Yang landed, the flame in his dantian suddenly leaped, and a suction force emanated from his dantian.

call!

The true energy within a one-kilometer radius seemed to be summoned and surged towards his dantian. The heart flame burned away the impurities of this collapsing energy layer by layer, restoring it to pure imaginary energy.

"This is……"

Cheng Ling Shuang was startled. She felt as if all the Honkai energy around her had been drained. Even though her divine essence could control Honkai energy, she was now like a rootless duckweed.

"Empty".

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, and the fiery seal script exploded.

Centered on him, the Honkai energy within a one-kilometer radius was completely wiped out.

However, the Heavenly Sword God's net has already pressed down from the sky!

The divine is the ultimate in transformation, the wondrous manifestation of all things, which cannot be questioned by form.

It has neither form nor needs form; this sword fills the space, and the sword itself is the space.

Therefore, it is omnipresent and invincible!

Cheng Ling Shuang stared intently at Zhang Yang, curious about how he would counter the sword strike.

boom!

The net of heaven pressed down, and countless sword energies intertwined, their white light blinding, like a sky woven from blades falling down.