Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1124

Chapter 1124: Chapter 1151: Master, He Hit Me! (Third Update) Chapter 1124: Chapter 1151: Master, He Hit Me! (Third Update) One sword, who could have thought that Yang Zhen would make Luo Shanyang's face swell up with just one sword strike?

Li Qingfeng was dumbfounded, Fu Yao was dumbfounded, the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord was dumbfounded, and even the Nine Dragons Saint was dumbfounded.

Even the indomitable Sword Demon was left with a dumbstruck expression as he watched his beloved disciple covering his swollen face, temporarily unable to react.

The Shaking Light Saint's eyes twitched wildly, he knew this would be the outcome.

The entire mountain top was in an uproar again, everyone staring at Yang Zhen with disbelief on their faces. What happened to the interesting fight that had been promised?

What happened to the promised battle filled with blade lights and sword shadows, with waves surging to the skies?

One sword, and Luo Shanyang could not withstand it; his face swelled up?

“You bastard, I'll kill you!”

Luo Shanyang, enraged and embarrassed, stumbled toward Yang Zhen in a chaotic and heavy stride, even his Willow Heart Sword looking more like a “Willow Heart-less Sword”. The spectacle made the seniors shake their heads endlessly. Was this the same Luo Shanyang who claimed all his peers were as insignificant as ants?

Slap!

A resounding echo shook the mountain, and once again Luo Shanyang flew in the same direction and landed in the same spot, the other side of his face swelling up.

Luo Shanyang picked himself up, looking at his Sword Demon master with a stupefied expression and cried out, “Master, he hit me!”

The Sword Demon snorted coldly and said, “I have hit you as well!”

Indeed, that slap was delivered by the Sword Demon himself, striking with effortless grace. Practitioners with obsessive-compulsive tendencies immediately felt relief.

Swelling on both sides, now that's comforting!

“How… how can that be the same?” Luo Shanyang was truly dumbfounded. He got hit, and his master did not reprimand Yang Zhen but instead taught him a lesson?

Is this really his loving master?

The Sword Demon snorted again and ignored Luo Shanyang, instead taking steps towards Yang Zhen.

A formidable aura burst forth from the Sword Demon, the terror from the six layers of the Heaven Realm spreading out, and Yang Zhen, lifting one foot, found that it could no longer touch the ground.

“Kid, you dare to discipline my disciple right in front of me, you've got quite the nerve!”

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Yang Zhen's face as he heavily stamped his foot back on the ground, causing the stony ground to resound with a thud. He turned slowly, his face spilling over with an innocent smile, and said, “Then, elder, what do you intend to do?”

The Sword Demon's eyes narrowed, taking a deep look at Yang Zhen, he said, “After hitting the young, the old will naturally come out. Don't you know that much common sense?”

Yang Zhen let out a “Oh my,” saying, “I know, more than just know. In our village, seeing this sort of thing is commonplace, but… perhaps you've forgotten, elder, there are also people standing behind me, not just one, but two!”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Nine Dragons and the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord finally snapped out of their astonishment and exchanged a glance. Nine Dragons let out a wry smile and said, “This damned kid!”

Speaking, Nine Dragons approached Yang Zhen nonchalantly, faced the Sword Demon, and said, “Old man, what do you want?”

Yang Zhen's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He hadn't expected that Nine Dragons would be so offhanded and impudent. But this protective attitude was indeed heartfelt!

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, holding back her amusement, walked gracefully to Nine Dragons' side and said in a soft tone, “Sword Demon elder, today's affair is a matter between the younger generation. There's really no need for us to intervene, right?”

Indeed, there was no need for intervention. Since the appearance of the sword spirit, it had been an unspoken agreement among the powerful that they would let their disciples go after the trial, and the older generation would not intervene.

Because once the older generation intervened, no matter the level of their skill in the Sword Dao, they would not gain the sword spirit's recognition. Instead, they risked provoking the sword spirit. Whoever drove away the sword spirit would become a sinner, and none of the major forces participating in this event to subdue the sword spirit would let them off.

What could the older generation do? In front of the temperament of a “bear child” sword spirit, they could only obediently watch.

The Sword Demon hummed coldly, glancing at Nine Dragons and the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, and said, “Fine, I can wait.”

Killing someone does not have to be rushed. Although called a “demon,” the Sword Demon was neither foolish nor impulsive.

Though his words seemed somewhat submissive, everyone present could tell that Yang Zhen was doomed.

Once the matter of subduing the Sword Spirit concluded, no matter to whom the Sword Spirit fell, the Sword Demon would strike, a fact that was abundantly clear from the way the Sword Demon looked at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was not afraid at all, and he even felt like laughing.

With Nine Dragons and Heaven Mountain Holy Lord there, Yang Zhen feared no one, not even if Sealing Li Saint came.

Even without Nine Dragons and Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, it wouldn't be easy for the Sword Demon to hold him back. What was there to fear?

This was the feeling of being fearless. When Yang Zhen left, each step he took showed his disdain, which made the Sword Demon's eyelid twitch violently, almost unable to resist attacking on the spot.

Heaven Mountain Holy Lord watched Yang Zhen swagger off dumbfoundedly and cast a glare at Nine Dragons.

Nine Dragons, even though lying down, got caught in the crossfire and could only bitterly smile and curse, “This little brat!”

When it came to stirring up trouble, Yang Zhen had never lost a battle!

Subdue the Sword Spirit?

Yes, subdue the Sword Spirit!

Luo Shanyang's eyes brightened, he looked as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't manage even a smile, yet, it was undeniable he was an exceptional talent, his swollen face had almost returned to normal in such a short time.

Everyone here came to subdue the Sword Spirit. Anyway, Yang Zhen had already deeply offended his master, so how could he still be so arrogant?

Luo Shanyang really hadn't expected a fellow young practitioner to send him flying with a single sword strike. Under that sword, Luo Shanyang could feel that the strength within Yang Zhen's body was not weaker than his, even perhaps a bit stronger.

But what of it?

The Luo Shanyang of now was no longer the Luo Shanyang of before, he would not repeat the same arrogance of claiming everyone of his generation was beneath him.

After coming to this realization, Luo Shanyang prepared himself for the fact that there were others superior to him, but…

But Luo Shanyang still believed that in the way of the sword, barring his master, everyone else was his junior!

Just subduing the Sword Spirit, right?

If he couldn't beat Yang Zhen, then he would crush him thoroughly in the matter of subduing the Sword Spirit, making Yang Zhen die filled with frustration.

Thinking this, Luo Shanyang took a deep breath, his expression turned sharp, his gaze fixing on Yang Zhen's back like a longsword.

“He's serious now, Luo Shanyang is serious!”

“How could he not be serious? When it comes to the Sword Dao, if Luo Shanyang claims to be second, none of his peers would dare to claim to be first.”

“Just don't know how long Yang Zhen can hold on!”

The crowd buzzed with discussion, watching the two tall figures gradually making their way to the summit.

Luo Shanyang laughed loudly, saying, “Yang Zhen, I had made a connection with the Sword Spirit. If it weren't for your unexpected arrival, the Sword Spirit might already be in my pocket. I hope you don't lose too badly.”

Yang Zhen glanced at Luo Shanyang, shook his head and said, “How many times do I have to tell you for you to understand? I, Sao Saint, have come to subdue the Sword Spirit, not to compete with you in this and that. But if you want to compete…”

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, as he said, “The Willow Heart Sword in your hand is a fine item, how about gambling it?”

“You…” Luo Shanyang met his gaze with anger, saying, “Wild wishful thinking, you think you can have the Willow Heart Sword just like that?”

Yang Zhen thought for a moment and said, “Well, I have a few sword techniques here that have been passed down from the primordial era, such as the Green Lotus Sword Song, Dugu Nine Swords, Taiji Sword, and Descending Dragon Eighteen Swords and such.”

“Is… is that really true?” Luo Shanyang, befitting his reputation as a Sword Maniac, upon hearing these names of sword techniques, had his eyes light up instantly.

Listen to those grand names, they must be incredible sword techniques, way more high-end than those Great Sun, Great Thunder, Great Wind and whatnot.

“Green Lotus Sword Song?” In the crowd, the Sword Demon's eyes narrowed!

“Green Lotus Sword Song?” Nine Dragons inhaled sharply, muttering to himself, “What on earth does this scoundrel know?”

“Green Lotus Sword Song?” Heaven Mountain Holy Lord exclaimed softly, saying, “I didn't expect someone still remembers this name today!”

Chapter end

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