Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 124 Yin Wu Lei

Talking about Zhang Lingyu, although Zhang Zhiwei also agreed that he was a rare genius, his talent did not exceed the general expectations of the extraordinary world.

According to the normal practice process, if Zhang Lingyu continues to work hard, he is likely to reach the same level as Ding Shimaan - this is undoubtedly a remarkable achievement.

Zhang Chulan is different. He possesses extraordinary potential and qualifications. As long as he is given sufficient resources and time, he is very likely to break through the existing cognitive shackles and reach an unprecedented new height.

"The root of all Qi, I have cultivated for ten thousand calamities to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the Three Realms, only Taoism reigns supreme. There is golden light in my body, covering my body."

As Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu chanted the Golden Light Mantra in unison, their bodies were gradually surrounded by golden Qi, as if they were bathed in a golden sacred light.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan finally showed his true cultivation level. The powerful aura emanating from his body made every alien present feel an unprecedented pressure.

"Is this still the Buyao Bilian we know?" A stranger in the stands exclaimed in amazement, with surprise and disbelief intertwined in his voice.

With the blessing of the golden light, Zhang Chulan's body seemed to be infused with divine power. His movements became faster and his skills became more agile.

Zhang Chulan suddenly threw a heavy punch, aiming directly at Zhang Lingyu's forehead.

Zhang Lingyu had never expected that Zhang Chulan would launch such a decisive attack, so he could only respond hastily, quickly crossing his arms over his chest to block this sudden heavy punch.

Fortunately, with the protection of the golden light, Zhang Chulan's fierce attack did not cause any real harm to Zhang Lingyu.

However, Zhang Lingyu did not relax. He controlled the golden light around his body and condensed it into a huge golden palm. With a fierce blow, he knocked Zhang Chulan away.

Before Zhang Chulan could stand firm, Zhang Lingyu seized the opportunity, approached quickly, and struck him directly between the eyebrows with a palm.

Faced with this lightning-fast attack, Zhang Chulan was not afraid at all. He quickly gathered all the golden light in his body, condensed it into a point, and took Zhang Lingyu's fatal palm strike head-on.

The deafening sound of the collision echoed throughout the entire venue, and some weaker aliens covered their ears to reduce the impact of the deafening sound.

At this moment, many strangers sat up straight, staring at the arena intently.

Originally, they thought that this match would be a one-sided crushing victory for Zhang Lingyu, but they did not expect that Zhang Chulan would be able to fight with Zhang Lingyu so hard.

Although Zhang Chulan has shown impressive strength and potential, he is still slightly inferior to Zhang Lingyu.

After all, it is extremely difficult to surpass a top talent like Zhang Lingyu in just one month.

Judging from the golden light covering the two men, Zhang Chulan's golden light is obviously inferior to Zhang Lingyu in terms of flow speed and coverage area, which also reflects the gap in strength between the two to a certain extent.

After several rounds of confrontation, Zhang Chulan clearly felt the pressure.

Zhang Lingyu's attacks were heavier than he expected, and he felt reluctant every time he took them.

As the situation gradually turned unfavorable to him, Zhang Chulan decided to adopt a more risky strategy.

He stomped his foot hard on the sand of the ring, and in an instant, the entire ring was covered with dust.

Zhang Lingyu waved his sleeves lightly, and the dust around him was immediately cleared away.

At this time, Zhang Chulan's figure had disappeared from the ring.

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan descended from the sky and attacked Zhang Lingyu with a sharp kick.

Zhang Lingyu reacted quickly and used a whirlwind kick to force Zhang Chulan to give up the attack.

When Zhang Chulan landed, Zhang Lingyu did not choose to pursue him, but stood there and watched him quietly. "Not bad, you have made such great progress in just one month. I finally understand why Master values ​​you so much." Zhang Lingyu's words revealed his approval of Zhang Chulan's progress, but his heart was in turmoil.

The last time they met, Zhang Chulan was unable to withstand his casual attack, but now he can fight him for several rounds without being defeated.

Such a speed of progress moved Zhang Lingyu, who was always calm.

"Now that the warm-up is over, it's time to take real action." After Zhang Lingyu said this, the golden light on his body gradually dissipated.

Zhang Chulan also understood the other party's intention instantly, and at the same time cancelled the golden light spell on his body, preparing to meet the next challenge.

"Let me see if your thunder magic has made such great progress as your golden light spell." Black electric light began to flash on Zhang Lingyu's body, while white lightning lit up on Zhang Chulan's body.

There was a constant crackling sound on the ring, as if it was a fierce confrontation between two forces.

Many strangers who were unsure of their own strength left the front of the stands, fearing that they would be affected by the battle.

"Yin Five Thunder Method, Palm Thunder." Zhang Lingyu shouted in a low voice, and black electric light gathered in his palm, forming a thunder ball that suddenly blasted towards Zhang Chulan.

"Yang's Five Thunder Technique, Palm Thunder." Zhang Chulan was not willing to be outdone, and also used Palm Thunder to meet the attack.

The white lightning and the black electric light collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening thunder.

For a moment, countless lightning bolts emitted from the place where the two men collided. When they touched the surface of the ring and the defenses of the stands, they blasted everything they encountered into pieces.

"What an exaggerated performance, old master. You really made a fortune this time." Lu Jin casually dispersed the lightning that was escaping. This level of aftermath was nothing to a top-ten master like him.

On the ring, Zhang Lingyu gradually fell into a disadvantage in the fight.

Yin Wu Lei itself is not suitable for frontal attack. It is obviously using one's own weakness to attack the opponent's strength when confronted with Zhang Chulan's Yang Wu Lei that can break all methods. It is really not easy to gain the upper hand.

In the next second, Zhang Chulan's palm lightning hit Zhang Lingyu, and the entire arena was covered in dust.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Zhang Lingyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealing a trace of seriousness and determination.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of black viscous substance began to gradually emanate from around Zhang Lingyu.

Upon closer inspection, these black substances are actually gathered lightning - dirty water lightning. They gathered around Zhang Lingyu, wriggling like countless tentacles, which made many viewers shudder.

"What the hell is this?"

“Is this still thunder?”

The strange people below the stage were talking about it. It was obvious that this kind of water-dirty mine was beyond their comprehension.

At this moment, a steady stream of dirty water mines flowed out from Zhang Lingyu's cuffs. These dirty water mines were like sticky liquid, constantly eroding the surface of the arena.

Under Zhang Lingyu's control, they gradually surrounded Zhang Chulan, forcing him to retreat continuously.

Soon, only the small area where Zhang Chulan stood on the stage was not covered by the water mine.

"Is this the real Yin Wu Lei? It looks like I don't want to touch it." Zhang Chulan stared at the approaching Dirty Water Lei, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face. This thing gives people a very bad feeling. Once you get touched, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

(End of this chapter)