One person: Flying Thunder God at the beginning, the evil junior master

Black lightning surged out from Zhang Lingyu's right hand, gradually covering his entire arm and forming a thin layer of black lightning armor.

If someone observes carefully, they will find that there seem to be special magical runes constantly flowing on the lightning armor.

Those runes are full of the unique simplicity of classicism and at the same time have a mysterious beauty.

There was also shock in Zhang Lingyu's eyes. It was the first time for him to use the fused technique and he did not expect such a change to occur.

Zhang Lingyu raised his right hand and carefully observed the armor on his arm.

He was surprised to find that he could actually feel an indescribable ancient charm from the lightning armor.

Although Zhang Lingyu didn't know what was going on, his intuition told him that he might have accidentally created an incredible martial art.

Ma Xianhong's hair stood on end and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Lingyu's right hand.

He felt a strong sense of danger from the lightning armor on Zhang Lingyu's right hand.

Heiguaner and Brother Xiao unconsciously distanced themselves from Zhang Lingyu.

Although they didn't know what the lightning armor on Zhang Lingyu's right hand was, they had a feeling in their hearts that the lightning armor should be very dangerous.

Zhang Lingyu waved his right hand, and sonic booms sounded in the air.

He raised his right hand, pointed at Ma Xianhong opposite him and said,

"Ma Xianhong, give up resisting. The people from the company are surrounding us at the foot of the mountain. Even if you defeat us, you can't get out of Biyou Village!"

Zhang Chulan outside the field also urged loudly, "Yes, Lao Ma, stop it! I can assure you that as long as you give up resistance, the people of Biyou Village will be absolutely safe!"

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Ma Xianhong sneered and said,

"Can I still trust you? If you hadn't lied to me, how could Biyou Village become like this?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhang Lingyu, "Come on, Zhang Lingyu, I also want to see how much of the old master's true teachings the last disciple of the old master has learned from him!"

Seeing that Ma Xianhong was stubborn and unyielding, Zhang Lingyu stopped talking to him.

He knew that if he didn't convince Ma Xianhong, he would probably not be willing to communicate with the company.

Zhang Lingyu turned around and said to the people around him, "Everyone, can you give me a few minutes?"

Although he did not say it explicitly, the meaning he conveyed was very clear: he wanted to fight Ma Xianhong one-on-one.

The first person to stop was Wang Zhenqiu.

He was a fearless person to begin with, and seeing that Ma Xianhong was bound to get away and there was something exciting to watch, he was more active than anyone else.

Brother Xiao, who had just eaten his fill not long ago, did not have a strong desire to kill at this moment. He adjusted his glasses and said, "As you please, but please be quick!"

After dealing with the thief beast, Sister Baoer returned to the main battlefield. Seeing that everyone had stopped, she scratched her head and said,

"What's going on now? Why don't you continue beating that idiot?"

Zhang Chulan ran to Sister Baoer, tugged at her arm and said, "Don't be in a hurry, let's see the situation first!"

As a result, everyone's attention was focused on the clarinet who had not yet expressed his opinion.

Clarinet is quite old, and standing behind him is Ren Fei, the person in charge of the Central China region.

Given her background, even the company's top executives were somewhat wary of her.

Therefore, it was "natural" for the clarinet to take on the overall coordination of this operation.

If we follow his idea, the best option would be for everyone to work together and capture Ma Xianhong as soon as possible.

But now, Lao Xiao and the others all agreed to Zhang Lingyu's proposal. Besides, he was also full of curiosity about Zhang Lingyu, so he let Zhang Lingyu go.

Although Hei Guan'er agreed to Zhang Lingyu's request, he still did not relax his vigilance mentally. He warned Wang Zhenqiu and the others,

"Everyone spread out, each person guarding a direction!"

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.

Everyone stood in a circle around Zhang Lingyu and Ma Xianhong, blocking all of Ma Xianhong's escape routes.

Ma Xianhong completely ignored the four of them. He knew very well that even if he defeated Zhang Lingyu, he would be doomed today given the remaining lineup of the opponent.

But Ma Xianhong didn't want to admit defeat. Even if he lost, he wanted to lose with dignity.

At this moment, all his attention was focused on Zhang Lingyu, or to be more precise, on Zhang Lingyu's right hand.

The black lightning armor brought him an inexplicable sense of pressure.

He took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Lingyu steadily.

"bring it on!".

He mobilized all the Qi in his body to the Wu Dou Kai in his right hand, and then suddenly rushed towards Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu was not afraid, he also raised his right hand.

The right hand covered with black lightning armor, carrying a tremendous force, rushed towards Ma Xianhong's right fist.

As Zhang Lingyu waved his right hand, a faint sound of thunder was heard in the air. Not only that, a vague shadow seemed to be shrouding Zhang Lingyu's body.

Under the solemn gazes of Heiguaner and others, the two men's fists collided fiercely.

With a loud "bang", a huge shock wave spread out in all directions with Zhang Lingyu and the other person as the center.

A deep pit was instantly blown out on the ground beneath the two men's feet, and the flying dust enveloped their figures.

Xiao Zizai raised his right hand and made a "hand of great compassion" move towards the front, clearing away all the flying debris.

Zhang Chulan and others also took action and transformed themselves into "cleaning masters".

After a burst of smoke, Zhang Lingyu and Ma Xianhong were no longer seen in the center of the battlefield. Only a huge deep pit was left. The entire space was very quiet and no sound of fighting could be heard.

Hei Guan'er and the others felt nervous and hurried to the edge of the pit, only to see that the center of the pit was covered with a layer of gray dust.

Everyone stared at the area covered with dust, fearing that Ma Xianhong would suddenly jump out and run away in the chaos.

As time passed, the dust slowly dissipated, and the situation inside was finally exposed to everyone's eyes.

Zhang Lingyu and Ma Xianhong still maintained their fist-confrontation posture, as if they were still wrestling with each other.

Zhang Chulan, who was accompanying them, was stunned. Just when he thought that Zhang Lingyu and the other man had not yet decided the winner.

Zhang Lingyu suddenly retracted his right hand and dissipated the lightning armor on his right arm.

After he retreated a few steps, he looked at Ma Xianhong and said calmly, "You lost!"

As soon as Zhang Lingyu finished speaking, Ma Xianhong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, under the shocked gazes of Clarinet and others, he slowly fell backwards.

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