Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 1179: Chapter 1205: Something’s fishy, something’s very fishy! (Four updates) Chapter 1179: Chapter 1205: Something’s fishy, something’s very fishy! (Four updates) “Thunderstrike Slash!”

Yang Zhen roared angrily, unleashing a formidable move.

What left Yang Zhen dumbfounded, though, was that Thunderstrike Slash–an invincible sneak attack technique–didn’t immediately claim the man’s life.

Watching as the back of the man’s head was almost smashed in, the man merely staggered for a moment, turned around, bared his teeth in a smile at Yang Zhen, and said, “Kid, your Thunderstrike Slash seems a bit lackluster!”

Yang Zhen turned and ran; was this guy even human?

What?

Is this something a human can do?

While Yang Zhen had not employed any sophisticated martial skills for this attack, was the force of his sword not tremendous?

It wasn’t just a giant tree that he could cleave into pieces with his mere physical strength but even a boulder.

Now a sword strike to the back of this bastard’s head had merely broken the skin?

Damn it, this monstrous person was unaffected, making Yang Zhen’s scalp tingle.

Seeing Yang Zhen actually turn tail and run, the monstrous person laughed heartily, and with a swift leap pursued closely after Yang Zhen.

As Yang Zhen ran, wailing like a ghost, the other practitioners were too preoccupied to bother. Seeing Yang Zhen charging at them, none dared to come forward to help, all scampering to the side in a rolling crawl.

Even the bastards lying on the ground wailing in pain, upon seeing the monstrous person charge over, rolled away in terrified haste, only stopping nearly thirty feet away to continue their wails and howls.

That monstrous person’s mind didn’t seem very sharp. Seeing Yang Zhen constantly fleeing and muttering words Yang Zhen couldn’t understand, his face was filled with a cold sneer and a killing intent.

Little did he know, Yang Zhen was nearly falling asleep. Damn, what kind of lackluster monster was this, with a speed as slow as a snail?

Yang Zhen slowed down as he ran, even stopping a few times to look back in confusion, waiting for the monstrous person to catch up.

After an unknown amount of time, with no more red mist around and the distant noises of battle vanished, Yang Zhen finally stopped, took a deep breath, turned around, and said to the man in black, “Alright, now that there’s no one else, we can play a game.”

Seeing this, the man in black’s face turned wildly pale, and he twisted his head to run back.

“Thinking of running now?”

Yang Zhen smirked. With that man in black’s speed, even if Yang Zhen let him start forty meters ahead, he wouldn’t stand a chance!

No sooner had he spoken than Yang Zhen leaped into the air, surrounded by flashes of lightning, and in nearly a blinding rush appeared in front of the man in black, slamming his head with a huge plank.

“Thunderstrike Slash!”

The man in black stumbled, casting an angry glance back at Yang Zhen before running forward, not even thinking of retaliating.

Clearly, this fellow had realized that Yang Zhen was not to be trifled with.

But what use was that realization now?

Yang Zhen was already preparing for a third Thunderstrike Slash.

“Thunderstrike Slash!”

Yang Zhen shouted fiercely, and the Great Missing Sword in his hand swung down on the black-clothed man’s head, causing the man to lurch, nearly falling to the ground.

“Fella, does my Thunderstrike Slash have any effect now?”

The black-clothed man kept his head down and hurried along, too angry even to speak, but by then he was probably thinking of turning around and biting Yang Zhen to death.

After running for quite a while, Yang Zhen naturally wouldn’t allow the black-clothed man to return to the valley. Suddenly, from the Great Missing Sword there came a roar like that of a Dragon Elephant, and with a surge of energy, he delivered a heavy blow toward the black-clothed man.

“Enhanced Thunderstrike Slash!”

Upon hearing this strange name, the black-clothed man let out a roar, seeming to be furious with embarrassment, and with a forward pounce, he turned and threw a punch.

Boom!

A sound like muffled thunder came, and the man in black sent out a punch that cleared the air around him. Yang Zhen turned and moved swiftly, but the Great Missing Sword in his hand did not stop. It landed heavily on the back of the man in black’s head.

“Damn it…”

The man in black cursed angrily, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

Yang Zhen dragged the man by one leg to a wind-shielded rock and sprinkled some water on his face.

Of course, Yang Zhen was a gentleman; he only used ordinary river water, otherwise, the man in black might wake up a bit faster.

As expected, the man in black slowly came to. Just as he tried to resist, he fell with a thud and sat on the ground, looking at Yang Zhen in horror and asked, “What… what did you do to me?”

Yang Zhen’s mouth twitched as he scolded, “Speak clearly, don’t make it sound like this Sao Saint did something indecent to you. Although… what happened indeed wasn’t very honorable, I merely sealed your Divine Consciousness Space, oh, and there seems to be something inside your Divine Consciousness Space.”

“What?”

The man in black’s face went pale, drained of color, as he stared at Yang Zhen and shouted, “What exactly did you do to me?”

Yang Zhen waved his hands, seeing the red gleam about to emerge in the man’s eyes again, and quickly sprinkled some more water, saying, “Calm down, you’re not dead yet, are you?”

Wasn’t that the truth?

Relieved by these words, the man in black still kept his gaze on Yang Zhen and asked, “What do you want to know?”

Yang Zhen raised an eyebrow. This guy really knew the score, much smarter than that fool Duan Langcai. Being straightforward could save him from suffering; wasn’t that sweet for him?

Yang Zhen organized his language and then asked, “Why are you known as defiers of the heavens?”

The man in black was startled; clearly, he hadn’t expected Yang Zhen to ask this question and said in a deep voice, “How could heretics like you understand?”

Good grief, he’s even using fancy terms like ‘heretic’?

Yang Zhen casually sprinkled some water on the man in black’s face and with a stern look asked, “I ask, you answer, no nonsense, or I’ll let you taste the tiger bench.”

Speaking of the tiger bench, Yang Zhen kind of missed Duan Langcai. Too bad the guy checked out too early.

“To act in accordance with heaven is absurd. To achieve immortality, one cannot simply follow the will of the heavens or accept the cycle of reincarnation. Naturally, one must cultivate against the heavenly path. Such a simple truth, yet you fail to grasp it. Truly laughable.”

“Yeah, what’s even more laughable now is that you can’t even defy this Sao Saint, let alone talk about defying the heavens,” Yang Zhen curiously asked, “Could you let me copy a version of your cultivation method?”

“You… you want our cultivation method?”

The man in black looked as stunned as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, his face filled with confusion as he stared at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Yes, is that okay?”

“It’s okay, of course it’s okay!”

Seeing Yang Zhen genuinely interested in the cultivation method for defying the heavens, the man in black nodded his head like a woodpecker, hastily pulling out a pile of jade slips from his chest. He said, “Here they are. Aside from the few excessively profound methods that I am not qualified to grasp, all of the methods for defying the heavens are here. You can take them all.”

Yang Zhen’s eyes grew wider and wider, and his mouth kept twitching.

The Shangyuan Sect does not allow disciples to practice others’ cultivation methods.

Thinking about it now… no wonder the Shangyuan Sect is so insignificant that it’s not even considered a second-rate sect.

Look at the highly respected predecessors like Zhou Tong and the Green Lotus Sect Leader, then look at the practitioners of the defying way who hide in the shadows – tsk tsk, they’re practically giving away their cultivation methods and martial skills for free.

Is this really okay?

Yang Zhen looked at the man in black with a puzzled face, while the man in black looked at Yang Zhen with hopeful eyes, as if he couldn’t wait for Yang Zhen to start practicing the methods for defying the heavens right then and there.

Something’s fishy, very fishy.

Would this Sao Saint be so easily fooled?