" Thunderclap Cleave!"
Yang Zhen roared and unleashed a powerful attack.
To Yang Zhen's utter bewilderment, the usually invincible sneak attack technique, Thunderclap Cleave, failed to kill the man instantly.
With half of the back of his head almost smashed, the man only staggered for a moment before turning around, grinning at Yang Zhen, and saying, "Kid, your Thunderclap Cleave seems a bit weak!"
Yang Zhen turned and ran. Is this guy even human?
ah?
Is this something a human being could do?
Although Yang Zhen didn't use any advanced martial arts techniques in this sword strike, how powerful was it?
Let alone a giant tree, even a mountain of rocks, Yang Zhen could shatter it to pieces with his bare physical strength.
Now, a sword strike to the back of this bastard's head only broke the skin?
Damn it, this incredible person is alright? Yang Zhen's scalp tingled with fear.
Seeing that Yang Zhen had turned and run away, the rebellious man laughed loudly and leaped after Yang Zhen.
As Yang Zhen ran, he screamed and howled. The other cultivators were too busy to help, and when they saw Yang Zhen charging towards them, they didn't dare to come forward to help. They all scrambled to the side.
Even the bastards lying on the ground groaning changed their expressions upon seeing the rebellious person rushing over. They rolled to the side, rolling nearly ten feet before stopping and continuing to wail and howl on the ground.
That rebellious person seemed to be a bit dim-witted. Upon seeing Yang Zhen, he kept running away, saying things that Yang Zhen couldn't understand, his face full of sneers and murderous intent.
Little did they know that Yang Zhen was almost asleep. Damn it, what kind of godlike person is this? How come he's as slow as a snail?
Yang Zhen slowed down as he ran, and even stopped several times to look back blankly before the extraordinary person caught up with him.
After running for an unknown amount of time, the red mist disappeared, and the chaotic sounds of battle in the distance vanished. Yang Zhen finally stopped, took a deep breath, and turned to the man in black, saying, "Alright, now that everyone's gone, we can play a game."
Upon seeing this, the man in black's expression changed drastically, and he turned and ran back.
"You're trying to run now?"
Yang Zhen curled his lip. With the man in black's speed, even if Yang Zhen asked him to run forty meters ahead, he wouldn't be able to do it!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhen leaped up, his body crackling with lightning, and arrived in front of the man in black almost like a Skyward Cannon, smashing a large door over the man's head.
" Thunderclap Cleave!"
The man in black stumbled, turned around and glared angrily at Yang Zhen, then ran forward without even thinking of fighting back.
Clearly, this guy realized that Yang Zhen was not someone to be trifled with.
But what's the use of realizing it now?
Yang Zhen was already preparing for the third Thunderclap Cleave.
" Thunderclap Cleave!"
Yang Zhen shouted and swung his Great Deficiency Sword in a circular motion, striking the man in black on the head. The man in black staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Fellow villager, is my Thunderclap Cleave still of any use?"
The man in black kept his head down and didn't say a word, but at this point he probably even had the thought of turning back and biting Yang Zhen to death.
Having finally run for so long, Yang Zhen naturally wouldn't let the man in black return to the valley. Suddenly, a sound like the roar of a dragon and elephant emanated from the Great Deficiency Sword in his hand. With a surge of energy, he slammed the sword heavily towards the man in black.
" Enhanced Thunderclap Slash!"
Upon hearing this strange name, the man in black roared, as if enraged, and lunged forward, throwing a punch as he turned around.
Rumble!
A sound like muffled thunder came, and the black-clad man's punch shook out, displacing the surrounding air. As Yang Zhen turned and moved, his Great Deficiency Sword did not stop, and he swung it heavily into the back of the black-clad man's head.
"You bastard..."
The man in black cursed angrily, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Yang Zhen dragged the man in black by one leg and pulled him behind a sheltered rock, then splashed some water on the man's face.
Of course, Yang Zhen a gentleman and only used ordinary river water; otherwise, the man in black would probably have woken up even faster.
The man in black slowly woke up, and just as he was about to fight back, he collapsed to the ground with a thud, staring at Yang Zhen in horror and asking, "What... what did you do to me?"
Yang Zhen's lips twitched, and he cursed, "Speak plainly, don't make it sound like this Sage of Saunter did something shameful to you. Although... it's not exactly honorable, it only sealed your Divine Sense space. Oh my, there seems to be something in your Divine Sense space."
"What?"
The man in black's face changed drastically, all color draining from his eyes. He glared at Yang Zhen and roared, "What exactly did you do to me?"
Yang Zhen waved his hand, and seeing that the man in black's eyes were about to glow red again, he quickly splashed some more water on him and said, "Calm down, you're not dead yet, are you?"
That seems to be the idea?
Hearing this, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, still staring at Yang Zhen, and asked, "What do you want to know?"
Yang Zhen raised an eyebrow. This guy really knows how to read the situation; he's much better than that idiot Duan Langcai. Wouldn't it be better to just end things quickly and avoid suffering?
Yang Zhen organized his thoughts and asked, "Why are you called people who defy the heavens?"
The man in black was taken aback, clearly not expecting Yang Zhen to ask such a question, and said in a deep voice, "How could you heretics possibly understand?"
They're even using high-sounding terms like "grass digging" and "heretics"?
Yang Zhen casually splashed some water on the man in black's face and asked with a stern expression, "Answer my questions, don't talk nonsense, or I'll let you taste the tiger bench."
Speaking of the tiger bench, Yang Zhen felt a Duan Langcai. It was a pity that the guy died so young.
"To follow the will of Heaven is utterly absurd. How can one achieve immortality by conforming to the will of Heaven and accepting the Samsara? One must naturally Heavenly Dao. It is truly laughable that you do not understand such a simple truth."
"Yes, what's even more ridiculous now is that you can't even defy this ' Sage of Saunter,' so how can you talk about defying the heavens?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen asked curiously, "Could you let me copy your Cultivation Method?"
"You... you want our Cultivation Method?"
The man in black looked at Yang Zhen with a completely bewildered expression, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, is that alright?"
"Yes, yes, of course you can!"
Seeing Yang Zhen's genuine desire for heaven-defying Cultivation Method, the man in black nodded vigorously, as if afraid Yang Zhen would change his mind. He pulled out a large pile of Jade Slip slips from his robes and said, "These are all here. Except for a very few extremely profound Cultivation Method that I am not yet qualified to master, all the heaven-defying Cultivation Method are here. You may take them all."
Yang Zhen's eyes widened, and her lips twitched.
The Shangyuan Sect does not allow its disciples to practice the Cultivation Method of others.
Looking back now... it's no wonder that the Shangyuan Sect is so insignificant, not even worthy of being called a third-rate sect.
Look at those highly respected seniors like Zhou Tong and the Azure Lotus Sect Master, and look at those shady cultivators who defy the heavens. Tsk tsk, do they think cultivation techniques and Cultivation Method arts are free?
Is this really a good idea?
Yang Zhen looked at the man in black with a strange expression, while the man in black looked at Yang Zhen with hopeful eyes, as if he couldn't wait for Yang Zhen to start cultivating the heaven-defying Cultivation Method right now.
There are oddities, some really oddities.
Would this Sage of Saunter be so easily fooled?