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A raging golden electric snake raged, destroyed, and burned within his body!
He was thrown off the ground by the immense force contained in the lightning ball, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of his mouth, leaving a gruesome trail of blood in the air!
Wang Ai's body crashed down like a tattered sack, dozens of meters away, next to the charred remains of his grandson, Wang Bing! Smoke and dust filled the air!
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
Two charred bodies lay side by side on the cold bluestone ground.
Wang Ai's situation was even more tragic than that of his grandson.
His fine clothes had long since turned to ashes, his entire body was charred and carbonized, and large areas of his skin had cracked and peeled off, revealing the equally charred flesh and broken bones underneath.
A huge, charred hole, completely open from front to back, was visible in the chest, with faint purple arcs of electricity flickering at the edges and emitting a soft hissing sound. The air was filled with an intense, nauseating stench of burning and blood.
His body twitched slightly, each twitch bringing out fine specks of black ash and dark red blood foam. A weak hissing sound came from his throat, and his eyes were unfocused, filled with extreme pain and unbelievable fear.
Like an old dog whose spine has been completely crushed. The ebony cane with coiled dragon, a symbol of status and power, has long since turned into charred fragments scattered all over the ground.
A deathly silence more thorough and profound than before!
The entire Longhushan Martial Arts Arena seemed to have been muted.
Thousands of gazes were fixed on the two charred corpses side by side, as if nailed by invisible nails!
One of the Ten Elders, the head of the Wang family, Wang Ai...
It turns out... it actually happened to a young guest elder of the World Alliance...
Under the watchful eyes of everyone...
Electricity turned into coke?!
See this scene.
Everyone was horrified.
Especially Feng Zhenghao, whose mouth was practically stretched to his ears, but he still shouted, "Help! Help! Help Old Wang!"
"We absolutely cannot let Old Wang die suddenly!"
"That's right, come quickly and save Wang Ai!" Lu Ci shouted as well.
The old master appeared before Lin Shen, sighed, and said to Lin Shen, "Alas, Lin Shen, go and rest first. The fault lies with Wang Ai and Wang Bing, but you were indeed a bit ruthless. If Wang Ai comes back to life, that will be fine, but if Wang Ai dies, then the Wang family will probably not let you off the hook."
Lin Shen snorted coldly, "Hmph, the Wang family, nothing but chickens and dogs!"
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Chapter 85 Zhang Chulan, you little bastard!
The second match is between Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye.
Three people were sitting in Zhang Chulan's room: Zhang Chulan, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao.
"Wang Ye..." Zhang Chulan uttered the two words through gritted teeth.
The image that kept flashing through Zhang Chulan's mind was Wang Ye's sloppy Taoist robe and those eyes that seemed to be perpetually sleepy.
Zhang Chulan's anxiety made him subconsciously reach into his pocket, only to find an empty cigarette pack.
The last remaining comfort, meant to numb the nerves, has also vanished.
"Calm down... Zhang Chulan, calm down!"
He slapped his cheeks hard, the crisp sound particularly jarring in the quiet room.
"Zhang Chulan, when you meet Master Wang, don't be stubborn. If you can't win, just admit defeat. There's no shame in it!"
Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring and said to Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan has struggled his way up, carrying a shameful past and wearing a mask of "shamelessness," using every means to get to where he is today. Is it all just to say "I admit defeat" to that lazy Taoist priest in front of everyone at Longhu Mountain?
Just then, Feng Baobao said, "Zhang Chulan, don't worry, I have a plan."
Zhang Chulan: "You have a plan too?"
Feng Baobao nodded, and then went out with her folding entrenching tool.
Watching Feng Baobao's retreating figure, Zhang Chulan felt a sense of unease.
........
after an hour.
The pale moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves.
Feng Baobao stood beside a newly dug pit, her shadow stretched long and thin by the moonlight.
At the bottom of the pit, Wang Ye's eyelashes were covered with fine soil, and each slight tremor shook off a few grains of dust.
Suddenly, Wang opened his eyes. Above him, an overly clean face was looking down, its eyes vacant.
Only the shoveling motion carried a chilling rhythm.
"Feng Baobao...you son of a bitch!"
Wang Ye's curse was stuck in his throat, turning into a muffled sob.
The instinct for survival ignited his almost stagnant thinking.
"The Kun position... now is the time!"
With lightning speed, the dormant Qi within Wang Ye's body erupted, surging along the eight extraordinary meridians and condensing into a point of intense heat at his fingertips.
"Kun character - Tuheche!"
The incantation was silent, yet its power emanated from the body.
The cold earth that had once held him firmly beneath him instantly became as gentle and soft as tamed water. A powerful yet resilient lifting force surged from the depths of the earth, enveloping him and propelling him upwards without any hindrance!
The soil exploded and splashed like a fountain.
Wang Ye's figure burst from the ground, landing steadily on the ground covered in mud, the hem of his Taoist robe fluttering in the night wind.
He wiped the mud off his face and his gaze instantly locked onto the girl at the edge of the pit who seemed completely unaffected by the sudden change before her.
Feng Baobao simply tilted her head slightly, a faint hint of doubt flashing across her empty eyes.
"I'm sorry, young lady, but it's only fair!" Wang Ye's eyes narrowed, and the Qi within his body surged like a river.
He pointed his fingers like a sword, swiftly pointing them in mid-air. The mysterious and unpredictable formation beneath his feet expanded instantly, and an invisible force field enveloped the surrounding area.
"The character 'Kun' – Earth Waterfall!"
As soon as she spoke, the earth beneath Feng Baobao's feet seemed to come alive. It was no longer the gentle quicksand that had just helped her escape, but instead transformed into a roaring torrent of mud and rocks, which suddenly surged upwards and closed in!
The soil instantly engulfed and compacted Feng Baobao, leaving only her head standing in place, with her entrenching tool stuck forlornly at the edge of the mound.
The top, which had just been compacted by the "earth waterfall," suddenly exploded!
See this scene.
"Holy crap, is this even human?"
Feng Baobao slightly bent her knees, and in the next instant, she transformed into a gray shadow that tore through the night, rushing straight at Wang Ye with a muffled explosion that crushed the air!
It moved so fast that it left only a blurry trace on the retina.
Wang Ye's pupils constricted sharply, and his scalp tingled; his body reacted almost instinctively before his consciousness could process it.
"Luanjin Tuo!"
He let out a low shout, his hands forming a hand seal with lightning speed. The Qimen formation unfolded once more, and centered on him, a mysterious and unfathomable force of time-space stagnation rippled outwards. The falling leaves, the flying dust, and even the flowing night wind all seemed to be trapped in viscous amber, suddenly slowing down to an unbearable degree.
However, this technique, which is enough to freeze most people's movements like snails, was much less effective when applied to Feng Baobao!
Feng Baobao's forward momentum only experienced a very slight, almost imperceptible pause.
She broke through that invisible quagmire of time and space, and a fist covered in mud but containing the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, carrying a fierce wind, went straight for Wang Ye's face!
Wang cursed under his breath, narrowly avoiding the punch.
The force of the punch grazed his earlobe, stinging his cheek. He moved with incredible speed and agility, quickly creating distance, while simultaneously changing the hand seals.
"Eight-door transport!"
Space twisted between his fingers, attempting to move Feng Baobao to a distance.
However, the instant the spatial ripples touched her body, Feng Baobao forcefully "crashed" through the exquisite magical restraints with pure speed and brute physical strength!
Wang Ye was completely stunned; Feng Baobao had given him so many shocks!
Wang was exhausted, like a dog.
However, Feng Baobao behind him seemed tireless, continuing to chase after Wang Ye.
"Hey Feng Baobao...can't you be reasonable? How much money did that bastard Zhang Chulan actually give you? Is it worth you chasing after me, this old man, all night long?"
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Longhu Mountain, the martial arts arena for the Luotian Grand Ceremony.
Thousands of eyes were focused on the lone figure in the center of the arena.
It was Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan's heart was in his throat because the time was almost up, but Wang Ye still hadn't appeared!
Rong Shan glanced at the sun and shouted, "Wang Ye, the countdown to absence is ten!"
Every second felt infinitely stretched, squeezing Zhang Chulan's heart and lungs.
"seven......."
"six......"
"two......."
Rongshan's voice was calm and cold.
Zhang Chulan felt a surge of joy.
Master Wang Ye, don't blame me, I have my reasons for having to win!