Free Web NovelChapter 230: Chapter 230: The Power of Long Zaitian _1
"Master Long, this matter concerns the fate of the Zhang Family! I implore you."
Zhang Lijun looked at Master Long very respectfully and spoke earnestly.
Master Long nodded, his gaze showing not the slightest hint of relaxation.
In truth, he held battles like this one in disdain; in his view, they were akin to children playing house. If it were up to him, he would resolutely refuse to engage, let alone deign to accept such matters.
With a status like his, he had long seen through the mundane world and wished not to meddle in mortal affairs, hoping only to leave behind a good reputation and engage in teaching and solving doubts.
However, ten years ago, the old master of the Zhang Family had helped him out.
Debts of gratitude are the most difficult to repay in the world, and a master like Master Long was even less willing to owe anything to anyone.
Therefore, he was compelled to join the battle, wishing to resolve this matter once and for all. After the fight, he would continue his secluded cultivation without interfering in worldly troubles again.
He took a step forward, his eyes sharp as he stared intently at Ye Ming.
"Are you the young man who has caused such an uproar in Ningjiang City, Ye Ming?"
"At such a young age, you possess such cultivation, and you have even developed something divine like Spirit Spring Water; you can indeed be considered talented and admirable."
Master Long spoke calmly, "It’s just unfortunate that you’ve met me now, and I’m afraid your fortune ends here."
"Perhaps you’ve not heard of my name, Long Zaitian, which is why you are so arrogant."
Long Zaitian was indeed Master Long’s real name.
He had used his profound skills to defeat countless foreign masters, and in Ningjiang City, he truly was a dragon soaring in the sky.
After hearing these words, Ye Ming couldn’t help but smile slightly, "Long Zaitian? It is indeed a name brimming with dominance. However, I advise you not to be too arrogant with your words, for if you get defeated by me later, wouldn’t that be quite embarrassing?"
"You’re here to fight for the honor of the Zhang Family, but take care not to lose your own."
"Ha, the ignorance and arrogance of youth!" Long Zaitian mocked without hesitation, "You do have some strength, indeed. Had it been a few years earlier, I might have considered taking you as a close disciple, but now I have neither the time nor the inclination for that."
"Now, I shall teach you how to behave."
Long Zaitian, with an air of superiority, held himself in high esteem as if he were a true deity looking down on all beings, seeing Ye Ming as one of his ignorant subjects.
But Ye Ming suddenly shook his head, saying, "How to behave, I naturally do not need you to teach me. Since we are to have a decisive battle, and since you are here for a wager of the Zhang Family, we must use our full strength, to determine the victor and decide life or death!"
Long Zaitian’s eyes narrowed slightly as he muttered, "Determine the victor and decide life or death? Good, youngster, you’ve got some guts. I haven’t seen an opponent like you in a long time. Since that’s the case, I won’t be courteous with you, let’s have a duel that decides life or death!"
Having finished speaking, a wild wind suddenly arose, stirring up dust that made it impossible to look directly at him.
A tremendous energy fluctuation was released from Long Zaitian’s body, causing many onlookers to tremble with fear, not daring to look directly at Master Long.
The number one person in Ningjiang City was indeed extraordinary. Even before the battle had begun, he had already created an immense pressure, suggesting a grim outcome for Ye Ming.
And the happiest among the crowd was Wang Hong, who was watching from the sidelines.
Wrapped in bandages, he was still unable to restrain his dancing and cheering.
"The master has already given it his all; that bastard Ye Ming is going to die soon. I want to watch Ye Ming turn to slag with my own eyes!" Wang Hong said excitedly.
Long Zaitian’s eyes were closed tightly, and suddenly, several large Charm papers appeared in his hand.
"I’ve heard that you, boy, have learned a bit of magic and even stole our Thunderstorm Talisman, injuring my disciple, Long Zaitian. Today, I’ll show you what a real thunder talisman is!"
There are many kinds of thunder talismans, and while the Thunderstorm Talisman is only a basic one, its power is already formidable. However, the charm Long Zaitian held in his hand was several levels above the Thunderstorm Talisman, known as the Falling Thunder Talisman.
The Thunderstorm Talisman can only detonate the charm to hurt enemies with the power of the explosion, whereas the Falling Thunder Talisman creates thunder from the sky, striking the enemy.
If someone’s cultivation is rather ordinary, they would be directly reduced to ash by the falling thunder.
All of a sudden, he opened his eyes and threw the Falling Thunder Talisman into the sky. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
The charm disappeared as it ascended, until it vanished completely and transformed into a deep blue light, gathering above Ye Ming’s head.
Ye Ming let out a cold chuckle and didn’t dodge.
The Falling Thunder Talisman was indeed much more powerful, but still not enough to make Ye Ming feel afraid.
With a loud bang, a huge pit was blasted into the ground, and rocks flew in all directions.
Ye Ming, right at the center of the falling thunder, didn’t move an inch, taking it head-on with his body.
As the deep blue thunder was about to touch him, a golden barrier suddenly formed, blocking the falling thunder on the outside.
"Could this be the legendary Golden Bell Shield?" Long Zaitian’s face showed confusion.
Ye Ming offered no explanation, but instead pulled out two Thunderstorm Talismans and threw them at Master Long.
"What? You can draw talismans yourself?"
Long Zaitian was even more astonished. He had not expected Ye Ming to be able to produce two Thunderstorm Talismans and launch an attack on his own.
Wang Hong’s face also showed an expression of disbelief.
It had taken him five years to barely learn the Thunderstorm Talisman and another year to use it proficiently.
He thought that last time Ye Ming had only snatched his Thunderstorm Talisman to use temporarily, but to his surprise, Ye Ming could actually make a Thunderstorm Talisman himself.
Two loud thunderous explosions went off in front of Master Long.
Long Zaitian dared not underestimate his opponent and quickly dodged to avoid getting hurt.
The arrogance on his face gradually faded, turning to seriousness.
"Young man, not only can you manipulate charms, but you can also draw them yourself? Truly, you’ve caught me by surprise!" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"In the realm of magic, your talent is indeed high, remarkable to me. However, it is naive to think that these little tricks you’ve stolen would be enough to beat me."
Long Zaitian took out three more Falling Thunder Talismans and fiercely smashed them towards Ye Ming.
This time, the deep blue glow in the sky was even more dazzling, making it unbearable to look at directly.
Three huge blasts occurred, and even the ground trembled with them, striking fear into the hearts of those who felt it.
The strength of Ningjiang City’s number one was indeed formidable; to ordinary people, such ability was akin to that of a god.
A three-meter-wide pit had formed where Ye Ming stood; even the hard ground couldn’t withstand the immense power of the Falling Thunder Talisman. How could Ye Ming’s mortal flesh resist?
