The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 194 Despair
I don’t know how long it took, ten breaths, a hundred breaths, or even longer.

Thousands of disciples from various major monasteries present were all staring intently at the thick smoke and dust in front of them, their hot hearts in their chests rising directly to their throats, full of anxiety and anticipation.

What to expect?
They are probably not expecting Zhong Zhijun to stage a desperate counterattack, but more like looking forward to the final outcome. What will it look like? How miserable will Zhong Zhijun be defeated? Or will he even die? Dying, in danger.

It seems that thinking this way is not fair to Zhong Zhijun.

But there is no way. As long as anyone has witnessed Zhang Jingyuan's sword with his own eyes, and then puts himself on Zhong Zhijun's body, there will only be one emotion in his heart at this moment, and that is despair!
The power of Zhang Jingyuan's sword is far from what a Qi Refining monk can use. Its power is at least equivalent to a full-strength strike by a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Even though Zhong Zhijun is second only to Du Lingfeng in Shanhai Taoist Academy and can definitely be regarded as a genius, he is at most likely to skip a level and fight with the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment. How about facing the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment?

Haha, to be able to survive, it can only be said that Zhang Jingyuan was kind and that the time and place were special, so it was not easy to kill him.

Otherwise, they most likely can only hope that Zhong Zhijun will still have a complete corpse.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, dazzling white lights burst out from the ring, passing through the smoke and piercing everyone's eyes. The sting was so painful that many people subconsciously covered their eyes and could only Through the gaps between his fingers, he looked towards the arena.

This didn't matter, almost everyone was stunned. The scene in front of them was something they had never imagined.

I saw that the original arena had turned into a glacier, tightly wrapped in thick ice. No wonder there was such a strong reflection of the sun.

And on top of this glacier, a humanoid sculpture stands impressively among them. Looking at its position and figure, it is obviously Zhong Zhijun.

Frozen into... a sculpture!
It seemed that everyone took a breath in unison, feeling the cold wind pouring from the mouth into the body, instantly soaking into the internal organs, and truly experiencing the feeling of being frozen.

Taking another look, Zhang Jingyuan stood on the other side of the ring with a calm and unruffled face. Against the backdrop of the cold air and translucent ice crystals, Zhang Jingyuan looked even more ethereal. The word 'horror' appeared in everyone's eyes. .

Terrible, really terrible.

No wonder Zhang Jingyuan was able to kill a one-star master and foundation-building Dzogchen cultivator seven years ago.

Although Zhang Jingyuan should have used many Phoenix Clan inheritance halls to kill An Qingxian, but now, no one will have them anymore. Zhang Jingyuan relied on the opportunity in the inheritance hall to kill An Qingxian. If it were them, The idea that they can do it too.

Some people even think that An Qingxian was killed because of bad luck. If it had been someone else who met Zhang Jingyuan, An Qingxian would have at least a 80% chance of surviving.

With this sword, Zhang Jingyuan not only proved his strength, but also built a high platform for himself. They, the ants, could only worship him, for fear of being catastrophic and annihilated if they were disrespectful.

Especially those disciples of Longxiang Taoist Academy who had often muttered, sarcastically, and scorned Zhang Jingyuan behind his back, all of them huddled their heads into a ball, hunched their backs, and sunken their waists, looking like giant shrimps, with a look of fear. The look of being noticed by Zhang Jingyuan.

Although they knew that with the temperament shown by Zhang Jingyuan, it was 90% impossible that he would cause trouble for them. Even if they knew, they would just treat them as nothing.

After all, with Zhang Jingyuan's strength, even if he cared a little bit about their slander and contempt, he couldn't delay it until now. He had no choice but to take action.

These seven years of forbearance, or more accurately, ignorance, were enough for them to get a glimpse of Zhang Jingyuan's character.

Not to mention the insignificant influence of their words, I am afraid that even if the sky falls, the earth falls, and the stars change, they will not be able to hinder Zhang Jingyuan's path of cultivation.

Instead of worrying that Zhang Jingyuan will cause trouble for them in the future, they should worry about whether Zhao Shiwen and the gang of shady chiefs will cause trouble for them. These are a group of guys who are standard-minded and will retaliate.

Moreover, they had often ridiculed Zhao Shiwen and the others in person because of Zhang Jingyuan's incident.

Some people are even worried that before, it was because Zhao Shiwen and the others were too weak to make trouble, but now that they have the mountain of Zhang Jingyuan at their back, it's different.

But the truth is this, but at this moment, they can't help but want to shrink themselves as much as possible and hide themselves as much as possible. It's a completely instinctive reaction.

As for those who originally complained that Zhao Shiwen only accepted the bet of five spirit stones, the disciples of Longxiang Taoist Academy were secretly glad that they did not lose too many spirit stones. They finally understood Zhang Jingyuan's painstaking efforts, and they also knew that Zhao Shiwen Why do they even dare to open bets with triple odds?

If they could also understand a little bit of Zhang Jingyuan's strength, they would dare to open the game at ten times the odds, not to mention three times. Zhao Shiwen and the others would have dug a sinkhole.

As for why I thanked Zhang Jingyuan instead of Zhao Shiwen and the others.

Maybe they don't know Zhang Jingyuan very well, but Zhao Shiwen and the others still understand him.

With Zhao Shiwen's temperament, if Zhang Jingyuan hadn't spoken out, they would have been so kind and only allowed them to bet on the Five Spiritual Stones, and they would have wanted to win all their pants.

So they concluded that this must be Zhang Jingyuan's decision, so they naturally wanted to thank Zhang Jingyuan. After all, I just lost the Five Spiritual Stones. Although it hurts, I can still bear it. It’s better than losing everything, right?

Before the competition, the thoughts that Zhang Jingyuan had about stealing people's money and killing their parents naturally completely disappeared and ceased to exist.

That's right, Zhang Jingyuan did not let them earn three times the spiritual stones, and even made them lose a lot of money.

But Zhang Jingyuan's strength was too high, so high that they could no longer feel hatred.

Just like an ant being stepped on by an elephant, should he thank the elephant for not killing him, or should he feel that he should fight the elephant until death?

Anyone with a little bit of brains will most likely choose the former.

After taking a look at the ice sculpture, Zhang Jingyuan nodded slightly towards Ruan Baizhi and An Pengju, and then walked towards the teleportation array without looking back.

He doesn't want to make any declaration of victory now, and even the two deans Qu Weiguang and Zhou Yu, the Yuanying monk, and two of the five giants in the Yunhai galaxy don't want to take a second look at him.

His mission this time was to defeat Zhong Zhijun cleanly and neatly.

Now that the task is completed, he will naturally return to the cave and continue to practice with concentration.

Seeing Zhang Jingyuan disappear from the teleportation array without looking back, it seemed that an invisible talisman of silence was suddenly torn into pieces. Everyone couldn't help but let out a long breath. Only then did they realize that they almost died of suffocation. All kinds of messy comments and shocks were heard one after another.

As for the other disciples of Shanhai Taoist Academy, they glanced at Zhou Yu and saw that his face was expressionless and showed no obvious anger. They couldn't help but look surprised, but they were really relieved in their hearts. Under the command of Chief Senior Brother Du Lingfeng, He quickly carried the ice sculpture down, not even daring to break it into pieces and rescue Zhong Zhijun first.

There was no way, they knew that their dean was not a good-tempered person, and he was especially concerned that his disciples were not as good as others.

It can be said that every time a disciple of Shanhai Taoist School loses to a disciple of another Taoist school in a competition, as long as Zhou Yu knows about it, he will get furious and subject them to devil training, or to be more precise, inhuman torture.

Now that Zhong Zhijun, with so many people's attention and in such a big scene, still lost so uglyly that he couldn't even sustain a single blow of his sword, they could already imagine the anger in their dean's heart, which could definitely burn down an entire planet.

Under such circumstances, how dare they touch the brow of their own dean.

Asking the other junior brothers to take Zhong Zhijun down for medical treatment, a smile flashed across Du Lingfeng's lips.

Zhong Zhijun has always shown an aggressive attitude in Shanhai Taoist Academy, and even he was suspicious, criticizing him as the most failed chief senior brother of Shanhai Taoist Academy, saying that he had never seen the chief senior brother of forty years, and he still Such remarks as not being promoted to Foundation Establishment were spread by Zhong Zhijun.

Therefore, Zhang Jingyuan was able to vent his anger and gain him at least two years of breathing time.

Otherwise, he has no doubt that in as short as two years or as long as three years, Zhong Zhijun, a white-eyed wolf, will definitely challenge his position as the chief senior brother. Fortunately, when Zhong Zhijun just joined Shanhai Taoist Academy, , and still take care of him like this.

But in the end, it is the right way to advance to foundation building as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Du Lingfeng couldn't help but feel gloomy.

As for Zhao Shiwen and others, they were like generals returning from victory, arrogant and elated. The depression accumulated over the past seven years was finally wiped away.

"This boy is really extraordinary. Qu Zhongzheng has really recruited a good disciple."

Turning to look at Qu Weiguang, Zhou Yu said calmly, even with a rare smile on his lips.

It could be seen that he was indeed sincerely congratulating Qu Weiguang. He was definitely not filled with anger and rage as those disciples of Shanhai Daoyuan had imagined.

If it was another competition and his disciples lost to disciples from other Taoist schools, he would naturally be unhappy.

But this dissatisfaction is because he is dissatisfied that his disciples are not working hard, so their talents and skills are not as good as others.

But based on the strength that Zhang Jingyuan has shown, this boy is definitely a peerless genius that has never been seen before in the entire Yunhai Galaxy, and has never been seen in eternity. It is not surprising, let alone embarrassing, that Zhong Zhijun lost to Zhang Jingyuan.

He even honestly asked himself whether he was sure to defeat Zhang Jingyuan during his Qi refining period and when he was still a disciple in Shanhai Taoist Academy.

The answer is obviously no.

Since he couldn't do something himself, why would he scold Zhong Zhijun? He is not that kind of person.

(End of this chapter)