Chapter 41: Yan Zhen Battles Song Ting!

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  On the stage of Fa Li, Yan Zhen and Song Ting are facing each other.

  Song Ting is one of the three great masters of the outer door disciples who have been famous for a long time, known for his powerful magic.

  Yan is truly a dark horse who has recently emerged, and after killing Ouyang Song in one battle, he became famous outside the door.

  These two people who are most likely to win are naturally Song Ting and cannot be Yan Zhen.

  Song Ting looked at Yan Zhen: "You finally took the stage, I thought you were afraid of me and didn't dare to come up." Before that, Yan Zhen had been standing in the corner all along, showing no intention of taking action, which made Song Ting anxious. If Yan Zhen hadn't taken action, his plan to make a name for himself as the Invincible Young Master would have fallen through. It's not easy to find an opportunity to flatter the Invincible Young Master, after all. Of course, if Yan Zhen insisted on not taking the stage, Song Ting wouldn't have had any way to stop him. Fortunately, Yan Zhen finally took the stage, which made Song Ting involuntarily let out a sigh of relief and relax.

  Yan Zhen smiled slightly: "How could I not dare to go on stage? I had previously agreed to challenge Brother Song. The opportunity is now in front of me, and I certainly won't miss it."

  Song Ting sneered: "You also want to win over me, unaware of the height of heaven and the thickness of earth."

  "How high was it that day and how thick was the ground? Please instruct me, Brother Song." Yanzhen took the opportunity to say.

  This made Song Ting pause, his previous sentence was mocking Yan Zhen, but unexpectedly Yan Zhen asked how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, a question that Song Ting couldn't answer. This made Song Ting slightly embarrassed and angrily looked at Yan Zhen: "You're good at talking, but what decides victory or defeat is strength, not eloquence."

  "Alas, Brother Song must not have been paying attention when he was listening to the sword fight," said Yan Zhen.

  "What makes you say that?" Song Ting was taken aback.

  "It can't be that Brother Song has forgotten the first sentence of the first chapter of 'The Art of Sword Fighting', which says that any external condition can be used as a tool for sword fighting, including environment and language." Yan Zhen let out a sigh: "Brother Song, you must have been taught by your wife."

  In the immortal world, saying that someone is a "teacher's wife" is a blatant insult. Song Ting couldn't help but get angry and his face turned black. However, he didn't say anything else because he had already discovered that he was no match for Yan Zhen in a war of words, and continuing to argue would only lead to humiliation: "Yan Zhen, three palms to determine victory or defeat is too little. Since you're determined to defeat me, why don't we make it ten palms to determine victory or defeat?"

  Song Ting said this for two reasons: Firstly, if he really wanted to defeat Yan Zhen with three palms, he was afraid that the most he could do was make Yan Zhen suffer a not-too-serious injury. Song Ting wanted to gain more merit from the Invincible Young Master by making Yan Zhen suffer an even heavier injury, so ten palms would be more convenient. Secondly, he had just been fiercely ridiculed by Yan Zhen in their verbal sparring match and was filled with great hatred, also wanting to beat Yan Zhen into a serious injury.

  Yan Zhen's heart was as clear and bright as usual, so how could she not know Song Ting's thoughts? However, this also suited Yan Zhen's intentions. Yan Zhen nodded: "The Three Slaps Agreement is indeed a trivial matter, alright, let's change it to the Ten Slaps Agreement."

  Song Ting saw Yan Zhen hooking up and couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart.

  ……

  Yan Zhen only saw his opponent, Song Ting, take a deep breath before suddenly slapping out the first of ten palms. Song Ting's palm was extremely overbearing, swinging straight forward as if anything that blocked its path would be shattered by this one palm. This palm seemed capable of slapping a waterfall into reversal, causing a mountain to collapse. With an unstoppable momentum, it charged forward, and during the process, the sound of wind and thunder echoed through the empty air.

  Yan Zhen also suddenly slapped out a palm towards Song Ting. Yan Zhen truly knew his own strength.

  Yan Zhen himself was also a nine-fold cultivation base, and now he has added a special secret method to burst out his own cultivation base, making his original ten percent cultivation base able to exert 105% of the effect. Therefore, in terms of bursting out cultivation base, Yan Zhen wins.

  Yan Zhen suddenly exerted his strength, let out a loud cry, and with a thunderous crash between his palms, he dispersed Song Ting's spiritual energy and sent him flying back a step. Yan Zhen saw the look of extreme shock in Song Ting's eyes, clearly unable to believe that he had reached the peak of the 9th level of Qi Refining, let alone being at an advantage in their palm-to-palm confrontation.

  Yan Zhen let out a cold laugh and said with extreme confidence: "That's right, I now possess the power of the ninth level of Qi Refining. This battle, I will definitely win."

  Yan Zhen struck out with his second palm, and as he did, he heard Song Ting roaring: "The first palm was just a coincidence, Yan Zhen, but the second one won't be so lucky!" Hearing this, Yan Zhen sneered coldly. He thought that the first palm was just luck? How ridiculous! Then let him know with the second palm that it wasn't luck. Yan Zhen's second palm condensed an even stronger force, sending Song Ting stumbling back a step.

  Yan Zhen immediately launched the third palm, and when he struck out this palm, Yan Zhen heard Song Ting roaring: "I am the strongest law of the outer door disciples!" Unfortunately, Yan Zhen didn't care about his roar at all, and still forced him to retreat another step with one palm. Yan Zhen's lips curled into a cold smile, now the first law of the outer door disciples is me!

  Yan Zhen immediately struck out with his fourth palm, and as he did, he heard Song Ting roaring: "Burn, I will always be the strongest!" However, Yan Zhen didn't care about his burning, and forcibly sent Song Ting retreating another step.

  Yan Zhen struck out with his fifth palm, and as he did, he heard Song Ting roaring: "Heaven and earth, I must win! Faith will help me triumph!" Yan Zhen sneered coldly upon hearing this. Not strong enough, yet thinking to rely solely on faith to win - how ridiculous. This Song Ting was truly not an ordinary simpleton. With a sudden burst of strength, Yan Zhen sent Song Ting flying back another step.

  Yan Zhen struck out with his sixth palm, the sixth palm was like a gust of wind and thunder, the power of one palm reached such a frightening level, it forcefully blasted Song Ting back another step.

  Yan Zhen struck out with his seventh palm, this seventh palm was like the momentum of thunder, and when it struck, it was like countless bees buzzing. It heavily hit Song Ting's palm. Yan Zhen saw that after being hit by this palm, Song Ting only retreated one step but did not spit blood as he had imagined, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment. But seeing Song Ting's face turn pale, he understood. It must be that Song Ting was trying to save face, strongly suppressing the urge to spit blood, but in doing so, his injuries became even more severe. This is what it means to save face at the cost of greater injury.

  Yan Zhen could no longer ignore them and suddenly struck out with his eighth palm. The eighth palm was like a burst of energy, and after receiving this palm, Song Ting's face looked even more unsightly, clearly still suppressing the urge to vomit blood, but as a result, his injuries became even more severe.

  Yan Zhen paid no attention and continued to strike out with the ninth palm. The ninth palm was like a gushing spring, violently striking Song Ting. Song Ting had been trying to hold back the urge to spit blood and preserve his dignity, but after being hit by the ninth palm, he could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood, his injuries reaching an extreme point.

  Yan Zhen finally struck out the tenth palm, this was the tenth palm that ended everything, with a momentum of ending straight. The heavy blow landed on Song Ting's palm, at this time Yan Zhen only felt that Song Ting's injury was very serious. Taking advantage of the enemy's illness to take his life, Yan Zhen was not polite at all, suddenly raising his magic power to its strongest, and pouring it all into Song Ting's body. Only to see Song Ting's whole person suddenly flying out, spitting blood in mid-air, and then heavily falling to the ground, seriously injured on the spot.

  Yan Zhen looked at Song Ting falling to the ground and said with some disdain, "The so-called number one in terms of magical power among the outer sect disciples, Song Ting, is nothing more than that. Song Ting, you once tried to curry favor with the Invincible Young Master, thinking that you could use your influence to crush me and severely injure me. Now, I suppose you didn't expect things would turn out like this today. As they say, 'one retribution for another'."

  It was truly a scene of complete silence, with no sound to be heard anywhere.

  All the spectators beside the stage of law power couldn't believe what they saw before their eyes.

  Swallow Yan actually reached the peak of the 9th layer of Qi Refining Stage!

  Moreover, Fa Li slapped Song Ting on the palm of his hand and severely injured him.

  This is too unbelievable.

  It's well-known that Yan Zhen was at the sixth level of Qi Refining just a short while ago, and before his battle with Ouyang Song, he was only at the fourth level. His progress is too fast! Too freakish!

  At this moment, people quieted down!

  The voice has stopped!

  The wind has stopped!

  The clouds have calmed down!

  The water has calmed down!