Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

At this moment, Liang Ting had completely lost his mind, and his only thought was his obsession with pursuing Shuang.

Seeing his current state, Zhang Yan understood that he still didn't understand what he wanted; he was only pursuing sensory stimulation.

boom!

Zhang Yan kicked Liang Ting, using a clever move to send him into the house. The Japanese woman was pulled into the house by him as well.

Boom boom boom!

Four or five Japanese soldiers were also kicked into the house by Zhang Yan, leaving them half-dead.

"Liang Ting, you can continue now. Time is running out, so hurry up."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, a streak of light appeared from his sleeve and pierced towards a wall.

A strange person who had just escaped the courtyard wall had no time to feel fortunate before a flying sword pierced his neck.

Then, a streak of light flew back, constantly hovering in the courtyard, like a silver needle weaving through the curtain of night.

"Forehead……"

"what……"

The remaining enemies collapsed to the ground with muffled groans or screams.

From Jia Fugui's perspective, his opponent was just jumping around a moment ago, but suddenly collapsed to the ground.

fast!

It's so fast!

Jia Fugui stared at Zhang Yan in astonishment. Had Zhang Yan's sword control skills reached this level in the past few years?

Looking at the two throwing knives he controlled, compared to the flying sword, they were like snails crawling.

Moreover, it is far inferior in terms of flexibility and accuracy.

Zhang Yan's sword control technique is truly worthy of being called the technique of a sword immortal.

Looking at Zhang Yan's indifferent expression, he stammered as he spoke.

“Brother Zhang Yan, your sword-wielding skills have already… have already surpassed the patriarch’s.”

Zhang Zhiwei and his fellow apprentice were also taken aback when they heard this. Surpassing the head of Jiajia Village?

You should know that nowadays, whether it's Japan or China, Jiajia Village is definitely one of the best in swordsmanship.

His sword control skills are even superior to those of the current head of Jiajia Village!

"In the past two years, I have figured out something new based on the results of our discussions."

Zhang Yan waved his hand, and a stream of light flew into his sleeve. He then continued.

"Once things are done here, I can teach you."

Jia Fugui nodded at first, then felt that the tone was very familiar.

"Let me finish what I'm doing first, and then I'll teach you later."

Isn't this something the old man in the family often says?

Just as Jia Fugui was still pondering, the closed door was suddenly smashed open, and a figure rushed straight towards Zhang Yan.

At the same time, a sentence came from the figure's mouth.

"Zhang Yan, if I killed you right now, it would feel great, wouldn't it?"

boom!

Liang Ting crashed solidly into Zhang Yan, making a loud noise. The golden light on Zhang Yan's body flashed and disappeared in an instant, but his body remained unmoved.

"This is protective golden light? It instantly neutralized the opponent's Qi. I didn't know it could be used like this."

Zhang Zhiwei's small eyes lit up when he saw the fleeting golden light, and he couldn't help but say something.

“A Quanxing demon is a Quanxing demon, he can’t change that. Brother Zhang Yan, we’re here to help you.”

Zhang Huaiyi activated his protective golden light, and crackling electric arcs formed on his hands.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Zhang Yan kicked Liang Ting in the chest, breaking through his defenses and causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and fall backward to the ground.

The mechanical rope pierced Zhang Yan's body, only splashing a few specks of golden light, without any sign of breaking through his defenses.

Zhang Yan looked down at him and saw his bloodshot eyes.

boom!

Another kick, this one crackling with electricity, sent half of Liang Ting's head shoved into the bluestone slab.

Zhang Yan wanted to use Liang Ting to kill the Japanese soldiers, and at the same time, he wanted Liang Ting to understand something.

If you're like him, deeply entrenched in it, unable to extricate yourself.

Zhang Yan wouldn't mind just killing him.

"Are you awake now?"

Zhang Yan said something and raised his foot again, about to stomp down hard, when Liang Ting, whose face was covered in blood, raised his hands to protect his head.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I've had enough fun this time. I don't want to die now, I want to have this much fun again next time."

Upon hearing Liang Ting's words, Zhang Yan raised his foot and spoke.

"Get up."

From the moment Liang Ting rushed out of the house to the moment Zhang Yan subdued him, it only took a few breaths.

All of this happened so fast that it's only now that people are realizing what's happening.

What just happened?

Liang Ting went berserk and even tried to kill Zhang Yan, but was brought back to his senses by being kicked twice.

Is that right?

Liang Ting killed most of the people in this courtyard all by himself, including the leader of the Blazing Fire Sect.

Someone with such terrifying strength was actually subdued by Zhang Yan with just two kicks.

Even though Liang Ting had experienced a major battle and his strength had declined, he was not someone who could be easily defeated.

Not to mention that it only took two moves.

But Zhang Zhiwei saw more than that, and he spoke up.

“Brother Zhang Yan, just now, I think I saw the shadow of thunder magic.”

Zhang Yan looked into Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, and instead of answering, asked a question, saying...

"Thunder magic, the advanced form of the Golden Light Mantra is thunder magic, right, Brother Zhiwei? Am I right?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded upon hearing Zhang Yan's words. As one of the candidates to succeed Zhang Yan, he certainly knew these things.

He was simply impressed by Zhang Yan's comprehension, and suddenly remembered his master Zhang Jingqing's words.

'Zhang Yan is a rare talent in terms of comprehension of martial arts techniques. Don't be too surprised if one day you discover that he has suddenly mastered thunder magic.'

He stared straight at Zhang Yan, then suddenly laughed and said.

"Brother Zhang Yan, I'm quite curious about your expertise in other martial arts techniques."

Zhang Yan knew what Zhang Zhiwei was planning as soon as he saw the look in his eyes.

The sparring match at the Lu family compound didn't really determine a winner, and now he wants to have a proper fight with Zhang Yan.

"Haha, Brother Zhiwei, you should take care of your health first,"

Zhang Yan patted Zhang Zhiwei on the back, feeling a slight discomfort, and then said...

"Look how thin you've become."

Zhang Zhiwei touched his messy hair and began to speak.

"Our year of training is almost over, and Huaiyi and I will be returning to Longhu Mountain soon."

Zhang Yan glanced at the two of them, and thinking of the attack on Li Yunlong's troops, he spoke up.

"Well, before we go back to Longhu Mountain, let's help the Dragon Kingdom troops solve a problem. What do you think?"

Zhang Zhiwei and his two fellow disciples exchanged a glance, and Zhang Zhiwei spoke first.

"Anyway, I don't get paid for killing Japanese soldiers, so it doesn't count as disobeying my master's orders."

Zhang Huaiyi had spent quite some time in the army, and now he understood what trouble Zhang Yan meant by "trouble."

He spoke.

"Brother Zhang Yan, is the trouble you mentioned Yamamoto's special forces team?"

"They were known as the elite of the Japanese devils."

At that moment, a cluster of fiery red signal flares rose into the sky outside the courtyard.

When everyone saw the signal flare, they knew that the Japanese were coming to "clean up" the area, and it was time to leave.

Zhang Yan looked at the red tail flame and laughed.

"Elite? I'm fighting the elite!"