Chapter 158: Suppression in the Forest
"So it was, Wei brother is indeed a man of temperament."
Zhang Shan said that just because a woman looked like his deceased mother, he decided to help her. Apart from these four words, he couldn't think of any other adjectives.
"Never mind, anyway, you won't understand, I'm leaving, thanks for the barbecue, it was delicious."
Wei Kong threw away the branch with meat in his hand and stood up.
After walking a few steps, he stopped and turned back to say: "The reason I told you this is actually because if I die, Li Ruofeng might survive instead. In that case, please help me inform Xueyue Shengnu. Since your Tianzong and Yuehuachi are on good terms, I'm sure you'll find a way."
Zhang Shan also stood up: "You don't have the confidence to kill him?"
"No, he was indeed injured before, that's why I could chase and kill him all the way. In fact, his strength is still slightly superior." Weikong said straightforwardly.
"If that's the case, I advise you to bear with it for now, brother Wei. Maybe he's just unlucky and will die at someone else's hands without you having to lift a finger. After all, anything can happen in this place."
Zhang Shan couldn't help but persuade him, he thought Wei Kong was a worthy person to associate with, and if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have known that Wu Xueyue would be in danger.
He had already made up his mind to get rid of Li Ruofeng and absolutely could not let this person return to Yuehuachi, otherwise Wu Xueyue might fall into a trap at any time.
Wei Kong shook his head and walked in the direction where Li Ruofeng had left.
"Alright, which school of thought do you belong to?"
Zhang Shan only then remembered that he still didn't know his origin or background.
"Seoul!"
Wei Kung said, and disappeared into the dense forest.
The warriors of Yangguang City cultivate their skills with the principle of being unyielding and never retreating, advancing without hesitation, having no self when facing enemies, and often engaging in life-or-death battles with their foes. Therefore, Yangguang City is also known as "Madman's City" by other sects on the continent.
Zhang Shan thought while starting to pack things up.
Next, we need to speed up and move forward towards the Tower of Hate. The closer we get there, the more contestants will be gathered, and battles may continue unabated.
"Xiao Bing, have you eaten enough? We're leaving." Zhang Shan called out to Mangzi.
Just now when there were outsiders, Little Ice seemed afraid of strangers and directly drilled into Silver Python's body to eat.
Suddenly, with a "plop", the python's body burst open a hole and it wobbled out from inside, its belly finally bulging up, apparently full.
Zhang Shan put it away in the spiritual realm and threw it to Ling'er to take care of.
An hour later, he had already charged into the forest for five hundred miles.
"The scenery of this quiet ridge is opposite to that of ordinary mountains. The deeper you go, the fewer trees there are. There are hardly any shrubs here."
Zhang Shan moved forward while paying attention to the changing scenery.
Although the trees have become sparse, they are getting bigger and bigger, of course, the distance between the trees is also getting bigger and bigger. The sky above can be seen through the gaps in the trees.
Meanwhile, he didn't entangle with the few demon beasts he encountered, and after he displayed his martial skills, those demon beasts were basically crippled and shredded, with almost no one able to withstand a single move.
However, Zhangshan also discovered a strange phenomenon, that his spiritual sense's range of perception was constantly shrinking.
"Ling'er, it seems like my divine sense is being suppressed. How about you? Have you been affected?" Zhang Shan contacted Ling'er.
"I am too, and it's not just suppression, but also distortion. Sometimes the direction I sense is actually wrong. The host must be extremely vigilant, perhaps the deeper the suppression, the more severe it will become."
Ling'er paused for a moment and then said: "I think that in the end, divine sense induction is not as good as using one's eyes to look. You can't sense it, but you can observe it with your eyes."
"Really?"
Zhang Shan's heart skipped a beat as he activated his "Zheng Yan Fa" technique, and after scanning his surroundings, he was delighted to discover that his vision remained unaffected.
"In that case, the host has the Right Eye Technique, and will have a great advantage in an unseen way." Ling Er said with delight.
"Not bad, the deeper I go, the more advantageous it is for me. Hey, who knows, maybe I'll get a good ranking in the first round."
Zhang Shan said, Wujixing Luo Bu once again accelerated his speed.
The range of perception is rapidly shrinking, and after another three hundred miles, the perception has shrunk to less than a hundred feet. Even without using the Right Eye Technique, relying solely on the naked eye is more useful than perception now.
Zhang Shan suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the right side. He faintly heard what sounded like a fight coming from that direction.
He exerted himself to conceal his breath and slipped over in that direction.
From behind a giant tree that four people could encircle with their arms, Zhang Shan saw that thirty zhang away, a battle had just ended.
A gleam of light dissipated in mid-air, and a nameplate fell from the sky.
"It should be someone who used a transmission symbol at the last moment of the battle and exited the game."
Zhang Shan thought to himself and then saw the remaining young man picking up the remaining nameplate, transferring the points on the plate to his own nameplate.
When he finished turning in his points and threw away the loser's badge, he suddenly turned his head back as if he felt something.
At this time, Zhang Shan was standing three feet behind him with a smile, holding a hidden sword.
The young man was initially startled, but after sensing that Zhang Shan was only at the fifth level of True Martial Realm, he relaxed again.
"Haha, unexpectedly there's prey that delivers itself right to my doorstep. My luck as Long Yun is really not bad."
Long Yun was overjoyed when he saw that Zhang Shan's cultivation was inferior to his in the true martial realm of the six realms.
Then he pointed at Zhang Shan with the sword in his hand and shouted: "You little brat, hand over your nameplate quickly, or else I'll have to use force."
"Ah, you're from Moon Flower Pond?" Zhang Shan said, looking at a symbol on his sleeve.
"Not bad, which faction are you from again?" Long Yun said with a hint of arrogance.
"We are from the Tian Xiang Sect, our two sects are allies, let's not hurt each other's feelings." Zhang Shan said with a smile, stroking his chin.
"Ally? Kid, don't try to get chummy with me. Let me tell you, the one I just defeated is the person you're looking for from Tianzong Sect."
Long Yun sneered and said: "Although our two factions are allies, but here, we don't talk about alliance relationships, we talk about whose sword is sharper."
"What you said makes sense, so I'd like to trouble you to hand over the plaque. Alternatively, I'll ask a few questions, and if your answers satisfy me, I might let you off." Zhang Shan said calmly.
"You want me to hand over the nameplate? And let you off easy? Looks like you're not thinking clearly, kid. I'll go easy on you, just wait till I knock some sense into you."
Long Yun seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous.
"So you're unwilling?" Zhang Shan stroked the hilt of his sword, Cang Feng.
"Go to hell!" Long Yun said angrily.
"Alright then, let me see if you're still willing when I beat you to a pulp."
Zhang Shan spoke, and with a flash of movement he appeared in front of him, shaking his hidden blade, unleashing a devastating slash, chopping down towards Long Yun's head.
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