Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1121

Chapter 1121: Chapter 1148: The Entire Mountain is in an Uproar (Third Update) Chapter 1121: Chapter 1148: The Entire Mountain is in an Uproar (Third Update) “A common language?” Senior Zhou couldn't help but curl his lip as he spoke, “Zi Yuan, it has been quite long since I've had a good chat with anyone. Well, now that we have met, I have other matters to attend to. Boy, I can see you've come for the Sword Spirit. Be careful of that sword-obsessed youth; his aura is much more fierce than yours.”

Yang Zhen smiled and replied, “Thank you for the warning, Senior!”

Senior Zhou clicked his tongue in amazement and shook his head, muttering, “So prim and proper, the lot of you young ones have made the world so dull.”

With that, Senior Zhou's figure disappeared into thin air.

Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly bulged, if Nine Dragons' speed was so fast as to be imperceptible to the naked eye, then Senior Zhou's speed was practically like teleportation, vanishing on the spot with not even a trace of his aura left for Yang Zhen to detect.

Which level of the Heaven Realm must one break through to achieve such speed?

Nine Dragons looked at Yang Zhen with a grin, asking, “What, envious?”

Yang Zhen smirked and said, “Give me a few days, and I'll reach that speed too.”

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord watched Yang Zhen indifferently and said, “You must keep the words of Senior Zhou in mind. The name 'sword lunatic' is known to nearly everyone in the Central Court, especially among the younger generation–countless individuals wish to defeat him and take his place.”

Yang Zhen nodded noncommittally and added, “That's true, no sane person would make such a claim; it's just asking for trouble.”

Indeed, there were those in the world who did not mind inviting more trouble upon themselves.

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord chuckled and said, “Trouble there may be, but countless individuals still wish to defeat Luo Shanyang, however… as Luo Shanyang's strength continues to grow, many challengers have developed inner demons, never recovering from their defeats.”

“Not a single one has managed to beat that guy?” Yang Zhen asked curiously.

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord shook his head and replied, “Among the younger generation, Luo Shanyang is nearly invincible!”

Yang Zhen slapped Li Qingfeng's shoulder and inquired, “Can't you beat him either?”

Li Qingfeng's expression stiffened momentarily; he snorted lightly, but said nothing.

Clearly, judging by the look on Li Qingfeng's face, he had also challenged Luo Shanyang, although the result… well, at least he had not developed an inner demon.

Yang Zhen looked towards Fu Yao, who smiled, shook her head, and said, “I have never sparred with Luo Shanyang, but I am likely not his opponent.”

Yang Zhen's curiosity about Luo Shanyang deepened!

In the sky, imperceptibly, the surging sword intent had begun to undergo a subtle change. Yang Zhen, taken aback, looked up to the sky and inhaled sharply.

The limitless sword intent, as if drawn by some force, began to coalesce into long swords. These swords lacked any fierce aura and bore strange shapes, resembling slender spikes.

Yang Zhen found it quite bizarre, as a sudden outcry arose from the crowd.

“It's the Willow Heart Sword, it's actually the sword lunatic's Willow Heart Sword. Could it be he has already made contact with the Sword Spirit?”

“He must have established contact, perhaps even secured the Sword Spirit's recognition. Are not these sword energies emitted by the Sword Spirit, now forming the shape of the Willow Heart Sword, if that doesn't prove something?”

Listening to the murmurs of those around him, Yang Zhen's expression turned odd. What they were saying seemed to make a lot of sense; if the Sword Spirit had not acknowledged that so-called sword lunatic, would it concentrate this formless sword energy throughout the sky into sword shapes?

And particularly into the shape of the Willow Heart Sword?

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord and Nine Dragons exchanged glances, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.

Yang Zhen shrugged his shoulders; well, there it was, he could go home now. The Sword Spirit had already recognized Luo Shanyang, and with such things that recognize only one master in a lifetime, even if he hacked Luo Shanyang to pieces now, he wouldn't be able to obtain the Sword Spirit.

Just then, Nine Dragons suddenly huffed and said, “Securing recognition from the Sword Spirit is by no means easy, but it seems that Luo Shanyang truly has some talent. Right now, there's no need to search elsewhere, let's go take a look.”

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord nodded and smilingly said, “In this generation, it appears the only one with a deep enough mastery of Sword Dao to merit our attention is Luo Shanyang. The Shaking Light Saint of the Shaking Light Holy Land is barely another.”

Barely… counts as one?

Upon hearing this, Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao exchanged glances, both revealing a wry smile.

If the Shaking Light Saint barely counted as one, then the two of them couldn't even catch up to that level if they were to fly on swords.

Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng should also be considered barely as one, right?

Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao stealthily turned their gaze towards Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng and indeed saw a solemn expression on their faces.

Immediately, the four of them set their eyes on Yang Zhen in unison.

Yang Zhen blinked at the four of them as if the matter didn't concern him at all. He followed behind Nine Dragons, looking like a curious baby, making everyone there want to punch him!

Among the younger generation, Luo Shanyang was undoubtedly the most likely to be recognized by the sword spirit, followed by the Shaking Light Saint, then Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng. As for Yang Zhen…

Yang Zhen indeed had some talent, but his personality was quirky and his style of doing things was too flighty for anyone to accurately gauge what he could and could not do.

If he were to be taken at his word to the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord that he could catch ten sword spirits, then even Luo Shanyang wouldn't be worth mentioning.

Li Qingfeng let out a soft snort and said, “This time is a true comparison of Sword Dao talent, whether Yang Zhen is up to the mark or not will be clear at a glance.”

Fu Yao nodded and said, “Without mentioning Luo Shanyang, even the Shaking Light Saint is probably much higher than Yang Zhen in the Sword Dao. When the three meet, I wonder what kind of sparks will collide.”

“Collide?” Li Qingfeng gave Yang Zhen a meaningful glance and said, “I wonder if Yang Zhen will be able to catch the Shaking Light Saint's eye!”

The implication was clear, Yang Zhen's proficiency in the Sword Dao definitely wouldn't catch Luo Shanyang's eye, and as for the Shaking Light Saint, Li Qingfeng wasn't sure either.

Fu Yao was taken aback, shook her head with a chuckle, and did not continue the conversation.

However, Li Qingfeng had touched on what Fu Yao was thinking; as the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation from Shaking Light Holy Land, it was rumored that Yang Zhen might not be able to surpass the Shaking Light Saint.

In reality, there was no need for everyone to deliberately seek out Luo Shanyang's whereabouts, they just had to go where the crowds were.

With various thoughts in mind, the group soon arrived at the location of Luo Shanyang and his company.

Especially Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng, they almost immediately spotted Luo Shanyang, who was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by radiating sword lights, appearing dazzlingly brilliant.

On their second glance, the two of them saw the solemn-faced Shaking Light Saint standing nearby. Although he wasn't as eye-catching as Luo Shanyang, he was still one of the most radiant among the people present.

Compared to these two, Yang Zhen… really didn't stand out at all.

In fact, the majority of the gazes from the surrounding crowd fell on Fu Yao, Li Qingfeng, and others instead. Yang Zhen, trailing behind Nine Dragons, was like an unnoticed passerby.

Li Qingfeng's lips gradually curved upward, finally finding a bit of presence for himself.

In this gathering of geniuses, Yang Zhen's obscurity became quite evident.

Li Qingfeng, who was gradually lifting his head, glanced at Yang Zhen, who was still full of curiosity, and suddenly he heard a scream that seemed to be from the Shaking Light Saint:
“Yang, Yang, Yang… Yang Zhen?”

Woosh–!

No sooner had the words been spoken than the entire mountaintop erupted into commotion.

Li Qingfeng: “???”

Was Yang Zhen that famous?

Chapter end

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