Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 439 - 174: Yama Palace (Part 2)

Superhuman recovery, a powerful physique, terrifying explosive power, he’s practically a weaker version of a demon.

"You brought people from Yama Palace in. If it’s discovered, do you know the consequences?" Tang Weizhong lowered his voice.

Because of that incident back then, almost all the members of Yama Palace were killed, leaving only a few martial artists who managed to survive.

"Who said I brought them in?"

"I have nothing to do with him. He got in through the Soul-Calling Tower." Pei Yuchun said calmly.

"Interesting."

"Since he came through the Soul-Calling Tower, then there’s no problem."

Tang Weizhong nodded.

He looked at Lin Zheyu on the stage, a hint of malice flashed in his eyes.

"This old guy has such methods and has hidden them until now."

"But what terms did he use to persuade that person?"

Tang Weizhong glanced at Pei Yuchun out of the corner of his eye, who appeared calm and composed.

This time, regardless of success or failure, that martial artist from Yama Palace is definitely dead.

Everyone shouts to attack Yama Palace’s people.

It’s fine if they aren’t exposed, but once exposed, they are doomed.

...

Ring number six.

Lin Zheyu lightly landed on the ring.

Unlike before, his sharpness was no longer evident, and he exuded a touch of elegance, regaining the scholarly demeanor he had when storytelling in Songyi City.

With the two true intents in his consciousness no longer deliberately suppressed, their influence on him greatly diminished, giving Lin Zheyu a sense of returning to simplicity.

"I am Zhao Hao, here to accept challenges from all friends."

Lin Zheyu glanced around and said calmly.

Below the ring, he saw many familiar figures.

Luo Manghan, Yue Qinghong, Luo Dinglong, Li Yin were all there.

However, after days of clashes, they were completely convinced, realizing they stood no chance against Zhao Hao.

"Luo Dinglong, aren’t you going to try again?"

Luo Manghan nudged Luo Dinglong with his elbow, suggesting with a smile.

Seeing this Luo family genius suffer under Zhao Hao’s hands, he felt quite pleased.

"I’m not as good as him right now."

"I’ll personally challenge him once I’ve reached the Transforming Force." Luo Dinglong said calmly.

"Heh, coward."

"If you won’t, I will!"

Luo Manghan smirked, a strong fighting spirit emanating from him.

He cultivated the purest Mad War True Intent from the War God Sect, unyielding and never conceding defeat.

"Mr. Zhao, I’ll come to meet you again!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Luo Manghan landed on the ring with a thud, swinging his massive wolf fang club, full of battle intent.

So what if he kept losing? His heart was fearless, not afraid of failure.

Failing to find reasons, striving, and then starting over, repeatedly losing and fighting again, this was the essence of his Mad War True Intent!

This true intent complemented Lin Zheyu’s Tyrannical True Intent in a way.

Lin Zheyu planned to see if the Infinite Sect had similar true skills when he arrived there.

"You make the first move, or you won’t have a chance to."

Lin Zheyu looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Then you better be careful. I went back and devised a strategy just to deal with you." Luo Manghan grinned, charging forward with his wolf fang club.

Bam!

With a leap, a huge sound erupted, and Luo Manghan shot out like a cannonball.

The massive wolf fang club sliced through the air, causing strong gusts of wind.

To take on Zhao Hao, Luo Manghan spent a long time studying.

Facing a martial artist who had brought his lightweight skill to such a pinnacle, he could only design a trap to lure the opponent in and rely on his strong battle awareness to defeat them.

Bam bam bam!

Clang clang~~

Massive sounds echoed.

The fist with tungsten gloves struck the wolf fang club, causing loud clangs.

Lin Zheyu moved gracefully, appearing utterly relaxed, effortlessly circling around Luo Manghan, challenging the limits of the opponent’s combat awareness.

After advancing the Golden Swan Skill to the eleventh level, his mastery in lightweight skill advanced another step.

Moving rapidly around Luo Manghan, he maneuvered dexterously, seemingly drifting about like a leisurely stroll.

"It seems like this guy’s body technique has improved again!"

"No, maybe he didn’t use his full strength before!"

Luo Manghan felt a bit amazed.

Yet, he did not hesitate with his hands, gradually leading Zhao Hao into his trap as planned.

"Hey, now’s the time!"

Luo Manghan’s eyes suddenly brightened.

With his rich combat experience and strong battle awareness, he successfully feinted Lin Zheyu.

The opponent, as he had anticipated, moved instantly to the left.

Boom!

Luo Manghan decisively released the wolf fang club with his right hand, forming his hand into a fist as his Qi blood surged, aiming for Lin Zheyu’s chest.

Lin Zheyu showed no reaction.

With a light tap of the toe, his speed skyrocketed, avoiding the oncoming punch at an even faster pace.

Stepping back, his right foot lashed out instantly, diagonally from the right, targeting Luo Manghan’s defensive gap and striking towards his neck.

Bam!

An enormous force struck, stopping Luo Manghan’s smile abruptly.

His mind buzzed, as he was kicked into the air, crashing onto the platform’s blue stone floor.

"Hiss~~"

"Mr. Zhao, that was harsh."

Luo Manghan inhaled sharply, holding his neck and shaking his dizzy head, his face twitching in pain.

"Couldn’t hold back just now."

"Want to continue?" Lin Zheyu asked.

Luo Manghan’s combat awareness was strong, paired with his rich experience, he made a good sparring partner.

Such a free sparring partner, he cherished greatly, reluctant to knock him off the ring so soon.