Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 605 - 37 The First of the Top Three
All around were white walls, and beneath his feet was white as well. The diameter of the area was about two kilometers.
Yang Zheng looked up, above him was a sun-like gap, with chandeliers and vague faces barely visible.
Suddenly, a thick dark cloud covered the gap, and pitch-black mist filled the entire white cup.
Yang Zheng averted his gaze and began to load his handgun.
Not far from him, Li Yan pulled out a spare Jumu Great Sword from his personal mark (prepared for a return to the South Seas) while unwrapping the bandage on his abdomen, where the wound had already healed.
He took a deep breath and looked up at his opponent.
The moment their gazes collided, surging black Disaster Water and the fierce blaze of gunfire erupted!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before Yang Zheng, clouds of steaming black fog rose as he fired three shots in succession, the whistling bullets piercing through Yunmeng Marsh, creating three white, brand-shaped holes. Then, with a raise of his hand and a shot, the crisp Zheng roar shot straight into the sky, and before the torrential downpour of Yun Zhongjun’s Thousand Prosperous Clouds could fall, it was completely dissipated by this Zheng roar.
"Nine Variations of Calamity" swept toward Yang Zheng, Yang Zichu (Pig Dragon King) transformed into a vermilion long dragon, but before it could encircle Yang Zheng, a bullet burst forth with a loud bang, blowing apart Yang Zichu’s head, blood and water churning. It was reborn inside the Water Lord Palace, trembling and burrowing deeper, refusing to come out again.
Zheng’s Origin Dharma: Red-Hearted Roar: Triggered by sound waves of any form, it can cause "destruction" or "damage," and the specific effects depend on factors such as mastery, Yan Fu’s secret knowledge, and the target of the damage.
Yang Zheng stepped back, his gaze shifting left and right, but he still couldn’t see a trace of Li Yan.
Suddenly, he pulled out another handgun from his waist with lightning speed, turning his body as the barrel faced the fiercely murderous Li Yan right in front of him!
Seven Styles of Gun and Sword!
True Explanation of Qilian Swordsmanship!
Bang!
The bullet scattered a large swath of water droplets, with heavy beads crashing to the ground.
Zheng’s Origin Dharma: Glazed Eye: A spherical field of vision with no blind spots, capable of seeing through illusions.
Li Yan’s form reconvened hundreds of meters away from Yang Zheng, but his expression was extremely ugly.
Next to him, the Goddess Gu Huo with her Blood-Browed White Feather danced, and a purple Lotus Platform whirling around shattered with a loud bang...
"A substitute Ghost Chariot?"
Yang Zheng narrowed his eyes.
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Commissioner Bai smiled confidently, somewhat concerned if it had been a Mountain Spirit, as Yang Zheng might not stand a chance if the Mountain Spirit went down with it all.
But with Li Yan as the opponent, he was absolutely no match for Yang Zheng!
"Commissioner Bai seems to think he has a sure win." Jiao Chong glanced at him: "Does your internal affairs department have any understanding of that Li Yan?"
Commissioner Bai extended a finger, talking eloquently: "He may have reached over 100% in martial arts mastery, preliminaries of Divine Court by Yun Zhongjun, Wu Zhiqi, Gu Huo Bird, Destiny Yak’s medicinal potion, a substantial strengthening with Yan Fu’s secret knowledge, and from a native of the Scale-Ding You Twenty-Four sequence, he gained swordsmanship that even Third Eye Global found remarkable. Li Yan’s comrade Cha Xiaodao used a top-legendary-level combat machine during his Taotie trial in Yan Fu, which also belongs to Li Yan. The rest of the odds and ends are not worth mentioning."
Commissioner Bai did not control his volume, and even Cha Xiaodao of the fourth seat heard him loud and clear, which sent a chill through his heart. Many of these intelligence details were known only to Li Yan’s comrades, and there were some details Li Yan hadn’t even told him. He wondered where Commissioner Bai got his information.
Commissioner Bai looked at Jiao Chong: "During the era of the Yan Zhao Club, the walkers did get more benefits. If it had been you as the leader back then, Jiao, you wouldn’t have had such a foundation. Li Yan dares to pursuit the Divine Court, I must say, he is qualified, but at best, Li Yan is barely passing with the standard of Peak of the Seven Palaces, and that’s already an overestimation."
Many present gasped at the news that Li Yan was from the Divine Court, and some were astonished that this plain-looking tall and thin young man was given an evaluation "comparable to the Peak of the Seven Palaces."
But as Commissioner Bai said, Li Yan was indeed not the opponent of Yang Zheng.
Yang Zheng, the number one of the Third Seat, never self-proclaimed.
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"Dang~"
A silver bullet casing hit the ground and then suddenly vanished.
Yang Zheng continued to reload his handgun calmly, leaving such a wide margin as if he didn’t consider Li Yan worth his attention at all.
Unrighteous Magazine
Category: Exotic Artifact
Quality: Legendary
Bullet Capacity: 8
Special Abilities:
[Despicable Bullet]: Once fired, the unrighteous bullet will immediately be reloaded into the pistol. Both the firing speed and power increase with each shot, with milestones at "one hundred shots," "three hundred shots," "five hundred shots"... with no upper limit.
[Lethal Disguise]: It takes five seconds to reload the magazine, with a one-minute cooldown. While reloading, the user enters the "Lethal Disguise" state where if attacked, the attacker will immediately suffer a barrage of gunfire equivalent to the "five hundred shots" state.
"Just now, one of my former leaders told me privately to not underestimate you, especially not to let you get close, or I might end up capsized in a ditch,"
Yang Zheng finished reloading, aiming the gun at Li Yan, "You were almost convincing."
Li Yan shrugged, gesturing to Yang Zheng to look at his feet.
"..."
As Yang Zheng looked down, he noticed that the water had already reached his thighs unknowingly.
When he looked up again, Li Yan had vanished without a trace.
"The field is too small; he could completely fill a cup with Wu Zhiqi’s water. Is Zhan Yuejin doing this deliberately?"
Yang Zheng silently speculated.
Just as he muttered a complaint, the water had already risen above his eyebrows, and the "Thousand Prosperous Clouds" that he had just scattered had gathered again overhead.
"Sigh, had I known, I wouldn’t have talked so much. A quick battle would have been better."
Thinking this, Yang Zheng no longer hesitated and began to shoot aimlessly across the surface of the water—each shot created a hole tens of meters wide in the water and a large amount of steaming mist.
In the hall of the Yan Zhao Club, everyone craned their necks and buzzed with discussion, but they could hardly see anything.
Only a few people on one side could see the half a cup of surging water and the persistent Yang Zheng shooting while submerged within it.
Suddenly, the clear water transformed into boiling black water, and explosive bubbles surged up continuously. Even to the naked eye, one could feel the terrifying toxicity of the boiling black water.
Force of Ten Thousand Aspects: One can transform touching calamity water into an unlimited amount of tentacle-like forms.
A few representatives on one side exchanged glances without uttering a word.
Spurt—
A speck of black Disaster Water splashed out of the cup, aiming for Hou Tu’s eyes before being deflected by Su Ling.
He smiled at Zhan Yuejin, saying, "Quite intense, isn’t it?"
Bang—
Bang—
Bang—
One bullet after another struck the paper walls of the cup—with each bullet that hit, the Disaster Water in the cup exploded into steam. The fierce toxicity had long since spread all over Yang Zheng, but he seemed unaffected, with the exploding bullets firing faster and faster in all directions.
Suddenly, the power of the bullets caused a crease to form in the paper wall.
Three hundred shots!
The power of Yang Zheng’s bullets suddenly increased to a new level.
"Boom!"
A purple lotus platform shattered again.
Li Yan’s attempt to close in and use the seven basic strikes of the gun sword to kill Yang Zheng failed yet again—within just two minutes, two Ghost Chariot Lotus Platforms were lost.
Of the purple lotus platforms that once circled Godess Gu Huo, only five remained...
