Zhang Jin of Beihai was an elegant middle-aged man. He was dressed in a tight exercise suit and had a dignified aura. He had the temperament of a guru.
Grand Admiral Shen Wei had also heard of Zhang Jin of Beihai. He pondered for a moment and then nodded. "Thank you, Brother Zhang. You must be careful of Tianniu Zhenjun's brute force. You can't fight him head-on. Try to deal with him and find a chance to attack."
Zhang Jin nodded solemnly. He knew about the Twelve Supremes of the rebel army. Each of them had their own unique skills. If he was careless, he might die.
After nodding to the others, Zhang Jin flew up and came to Tianniu Zhenjun. He said lightly, "Zhang Jin of Beihai."
Tianniu Zhenjun raised his hand to touch his stubble and said, "Look at your thin body. I don't know if you can take a punch from me."
Seeing Tianniu Zhenjun's disdain, Zhang Jin's elegant face was filled with anger. He was also a guru expert. How could he not be angry when he was looked down upon like this?
"Brute, go to hell."
Zhang Jin's figure changed and turned into a series of shadows. He was as unpredictable as a breeze.
Although Tianniu Zhenjun appeared to be very casual, he was not careless at all in the fight. He was on high alert and did not give Zhang Jin a chance to sneak attack.
"Whoosh!"
There was a sound of something breaking through the air. A palm shadow came out of the void behind Tianniu Zhenjun and pressed toward Tianniu Zhenjun's back.
Tianniu Zhenjun seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He suddenly turned around and punched out. The void shook.
However, although Tianniu Zhenjun's punch was powerful, it did not hit Zhang Jin. When Tianniu Zhenjun punched out, Zhang Jin had escaped into the void again.
On the city wall, Grand Admiral Shen Wei saw Zhang Jin's performance and nodded slightly. Zhang Jin did not let anger get to his head. It was a wise choice to fight head-on with Tianniu Zhenjun.
Watching the battle between Tianniu Zhenjun and Zhang Jin in the sky, Immortal Sky Snake and the others remained calm, as if they had great confidence in Tianniu Zhenjun.
Although Tianniu Zhenjun seemed to be a reckless person, he had a natural will to fight. No matter what kind of opponent he was fighting, he was able to quickly find his rhythm.
...
In the clouds, Shen Lang, who had been hiding, saw the battle between Tianniu Zhenjun and Zhang Jin and shook his head slightly. No one knew who he was thinking highly of.
Shen Lang himself had reached his current level by fighting all the way. In addition, the people in the Hades were all the best in their respective planes and had a strong will to fight. He had seen too many experts in the Hades fight with others. He had long known who would win between Tianniu Zhenjun and Zhang Jin.
...
Tianniu Zhenjun was just as Grand Admiral Shen Wei had said. He only had strong brute force and no superior body movements. Facing Zhang Jin, who was like the wind, there was nothing he could do.
However, Tianniu Zhenjun was very calm. He was not anxious at all. Instead, he calmly dealt with Zhang Jin's attack.
Just as Zhang Jin reappeared, Tianniu Zhenjun suddenly roared. His body was like a cannonball. He turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of Zhang Jin.
Tianniu Zhenjun, who had always seemed very stupid, suddenly exploded with speed, catching everyone off guard.
"Sigh, Zhang Jin is in danger."
Grand Admiral Shen Wei could not help but sigh when he saw Tianniu Zhenjun's sudden burst of speed.
The generals of Da Zhou also looked gloomy. Tianniu Zhenjun's sudden move had made them realize the outcome.
Sure enough, everyone's guess was right. Zhang Jin did not have time to react. Tianniu Zhenjun came in front of Zhang Jin and roared. The roar of a bull soared into the sky.
Puff!!!
Zhang Jin's body was torn in half by Tianniu Zhenjun. Blood splattered in the void.
The entire battlefield instantly quietened down. Then, the rebel army suddenly let out a roar that soared into the sky. Their morale was high.
When Tianhu Zhenjun was defeated by Grand Admiral Shen Wei, the rebel army's morale was low. However, Tianniu Zhenjun's victory made the rebel army's morale rise again.
"Sigh, Grandmaster Zhang Jin's defeat is our fault. We can't let the people of Da Zhou, who came to help me, suffer any more losses. Leave Tianniu Zhenjun to me."
The Grand Preceptor sighed faintly. His hunched body exploded with a strong fighting spirit.
The Grand Preceptor took one step at a time into the void. The Grand Preceptor, who was already in his sixties, seemed to have returned to his prime as he took to the air. His white hair seemed to be filled with vitality, and there were faint signs that his hair was turning black.
Shenlang, who was standing in the void, was slightly surprised when he saw the Grand Preceptor. There was a mysterious force in the Grand Preceptor's body that had been suppressing it. When the Grand Preceptor didn't unleash his strength, Shenlang didn't notice it.
"Interesting."
Shenlang smiled faintly.
When Tianniu Zhenjun saw the Grand Preceptor of Da Zhou, the smug smile on his face when he killed Zhang Jin had turned into a serious expression.
A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow. Before he became famous, the Grand Preceptor of Da Zhou's name had already shaken the mainland. Although he had become old and weak, he had moved around the mainland. However, his prestige was still there. It would be impossible for him to kill as easily as he had killed Zhang Jin.
However, Tianniu Zhenjun wasn't afraid. He had absolute confidence in himself since he was able to become a Grandmaster.
The Grand Preceptor didn't waste any time. As soon as he arrived on the battlefield, he instantly raised his skinny hand and formed a sword with two fingers. He gently drew a line in the air. A large "Battle" character appeared in the void and shot toward Tianniu Zhenjun.
"Huh?"
Seeing the Grand Preceptor's attack, all the spectators were surprised.
"Is this the Scholarly Art that made the Grand Preceptor famous?"
A general of Da Zhou who hadn't seen the Grand Preceptor in action before said in surprise.
Grand Admiral Shen Wei nodded slightly. "The Grand Preceptor was born in the Confucian school. When he was thirty years old, he was still a weak scholar who couldn't even truss up a chicken. However, the Grand Preceptor read all the classics of the Taoist school and had an epiphany. He became a Grandmaster in one leap.
"Every time the Grand Preceptor strikes, he can turn the Qi of the Confucian school into an attack and attack his opponent. If his opponent doesn't have a good way to deal with it, they can only be exhausted to death."
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On the battlefield, every time the Grand Preceptor's finger drew a line, a word would fly out. Among them were the word 'Battle' and the word 'Dao'.
Every word the Grand Preceptor drew contained a Dao rhythm. Although the spectators saw that the Grand Preceptor's attack didn't have much power, only Tianniu Zhenjun knew how powerful the Grand Preceptor's attack was. Even with his strength, when he collided with the Grand Preceptor's attack, he felt a trace of pressure.
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In the sky, Shen Lang watched the Grand Preceptor's attack with great interest. He had once seen the Grand Preceptor's Scholarly Qi from the Primordial True God of the Zhenwu Continent, the Scholarly Sage King. However, the Scholarly Sage King's attack was not like the Grand Preceptor's.
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