Zhou Shanlong had no choice but to re-evaluate Lu Ping.
At first, he was only interested in the fact that Lu Ping had mastered a long-lost Special Ability that was suspected to be Eight Desolation and wanted to see it for himself. He was even more curious about whether Lu Ping had any other lost Special Abilities.
In the end, Eight Desolation did not disappoint him. But other than that, Lu Ping did not have any other Special Abilities that caught his interest. In terms of combat skills, he was also a relatively young novice.
But right now, Zhou Shanlong was being suppressed by such a monotonous and young novice. He had anticipated each of Lu Ping's attacks, and he had seen many flaws in Lu Ping's techniques. He had come up with many ways to counterattack. But he was still passively taking hits. Because the attacks came too fast, the consecutive Flying Sound Slashes did not even give him time to blink. In a few seconds, Zhou Shanlong did not even have time to count how many Flying Sound Slashes he had dodged.
His Spirit Power was rapidly being consumed, and he was only dodging a little. It was just that the speed required to dodge was too fast, and the consumption of Spirit Power was naturally not as simple as raising his hand or moving his leg.
The most terrifying thing about this kid was the speed at which he could control his Spirit Power! If it was not for the fact that his technique was too simple, allowing Zhou Shanlong to easily see through his intentions, would he be able to dodge such a crazy attack at such a high speed? With his wealth of knowledge, Zhou Shanlong already had a conclusion in his heart.
Of course not!
At such a speed, if it was not for the fact that he could accurately predict the enemy's movements, he would definitely not be able to keep up.
So now, what should he do?
Zhou Shanlong had countless Special Abilities in his mind, but even a slight tilt of his body required all of his attention to perform. He had no time to spare for any other Special Abilities. Now that he was thinking of countermeasures, he was extremely careful, afraid that if he was too focused, he would immediately be unable to keep up with the rhythm of his dodging.
But at this moment, Lu Ping's figure in front of him became a little unclear.
What was going on? Zhou Shanlong calmed himself down and looked carefully. He found that everything was not an illusion.
Lu Ping's figure was indeed a little blurry and distorted.
It had actually reached this stage!
Zhou Shilong pondered for a moment and knew what was going on. Lu Ping's Flying Sound Slash continuously shuttled through the air, constantly setting off fluctuations in the air. The frequency of the fluctuations was too high and too fast. The fluctuations collided with each other, causing the air in this space to lose its normal balance. The propagation of light began to be affected. In the end, it caused the images in the eyes to become blurry.
If this went on, wouldn't he not be able to see Lu Ping's attack clearly?
Zhou Shanlong was startled. He hurriedly tried to find a direction and escape from this seemingly chaotic space as soon as possible. However, Lu Ping's unceasing attacks didn't leave him much room to maneuver. He had been forced to dodge and move around. Now that he suddenly wanted to find a direction, he felt as if the Flying Sound Slash had engulfed every inch of the world.
Lu Ping's figure became more and more indistinct, and Zhou Beilong could only guess his every movement and movement.
Was he really going to be beaten up by this kid? Zhou Shanlong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hadn't used many of his techniques yet! The reason for this was that he didn't want to win this fight. He just wanted to see Lu Ping's skills, and he wanted to satisfy his curiosity. That was why he left Lu Ping with the initiative.
In the end, he had pushed himself into a dead end. Other than Resounding Noise, Lu Ping didn't use any techniques to satisfy his curiosity. However, he completely suppressed him with the most basic things, such as Lu Ping's courage and control of speed.
If he didn't give it his all, he would really die here!
When Zhou Shilong saw that Lu Ping had already turned into an indistinct phantom, he made up his mind. Even if he had to take one or two of Lu Ping's Flying Sound Strikes head-on, he would have to get out of this area first.
Charge!
Zhou Shanlong judged the momentum of Lu Ping's next Flying Sound Slash. He didn't dodge, but rushed in that direction. With his speed, it was only a matter of an instant for him to get out of this space.
However, as soon as he took this step, Zhou Beilong felt his whole body become numb. Lu Ping's Soul of Cry suddenly invaded his body from all directions.
Zhou Shanlong was shocked!
He hadn't hit the Flying Sound Slash yet. How could he be attacked by Lu Ping's Soul of Cry?
At this moment, his body seemed to be out of the control of his mind. The Soul of Cry that invaded his body didn't break through from a certain point and then spread. Instead, it was like an army of thousands of men and horses that crushed Zhou Shanlong's body in an instant. He had the means to dissolve the attack of Lu Ping's Soul of Cry, but it was too late. This time, there was no process of spreading and destruction at all. The Soul of Cry reached him and killed him in one step.
How could this be?
Zhou Shanlong's consciousness was still there, but he could only watch the Flying Sound Slash that he had taken the initiative to take hit him.
This was the right way! From the point where the Soul of Cry attacked, it was like a sound that spread throughout his body. This was the right way …
At this moment, Zhou Shanlong was still in the mood to experience the attack that he had suffered. He no longer had the ability to resist this attack. His soul power had already been shattered when it was crushed by the army of thousands of soldiers and horses, and it was no longer under his control.
Lu Ping's attack also stopped at this moment. The space between the two quickly returned to normal, but there were still some remnants of Lu Ping's Soul of Cry in the air.
This … was like this …
The remaining Soul of Cry made Zhou Shanlong instantly understand.
He focused on the space between him and Lu Ping being disturbed by the Flying Sound Slash, but he forgot that the starting point of this space was Lu Ping, but not him. It was the end of the range of the Flying Sound Slash, and he was actually in this space from the beginning.
This space was filled with Lu Ping's Soul of Cry, and as long as his Soul of Cry was pure, it would have the characteristic of spreading.
Zhou Shilong had regarded Lu Ping's Flying Sound Slash Technique as one attack after another, but he didn't expect that the Flying Sound Slash Technique, together with the Soul of Screams, would continue flying at such a high speed. In the end, it would form a general attack.
Because most of the Soul of Cry was still condensed in the Flying Sound Slash, as long as the Flying Sound Slash did not touch the Flying Sound Slash, it did not have much power at first. But as more and more Flying Sound Slashes were shot out, more and more Soul of Cry remained, to the point that the destruction of the air was visible to the naked eye, and the area attack finally had power.
Zhou Shanlong was still worried about his blurred vision, and still wanted to give it his all to leave this area, but he was already in the center of this net.
So his big move of giving it his all finally triggered this net. The remaining Soul of Cry was completely spread to him because he took the initiative to touch it.
Their power was actually not stronger than the Soul of Cry contained in a Flying Sound Slash. But they attacked from all directions, and without giving Zhou Shanlong any time to react, they had already spread and destroyed.
At this point, Zhou Shanlong had already lost. The Flying Sound Slash that he was hit later was just icing on the cake.
He found that he still underestimated Lu Ping. In his eyes, Lu Ping's methods were simple and crude, and he only relied on the power of his soul and speed to fight recklessly. But this didn't mean that Lu Ping didn't have any ideas, ideas, or plans.
Although his ideas were still simple and crude, even if he had realized it earlier, what could he do? Could he still take one or two Flying Sound Slashes and escape?
But what if this kid continued to fight recklessly? How many times could he take them?
"It's possible." Zhou Shanlong didn't fall. He stood there with his arms hanging down, and suddenly said. His voice was unusually dry, as if he had squeezed it out. The people following him collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.
Lu Ping was still staring at Zhou Shanlong seriously, and he didn't dare to relax immediately. He carefully used Soul Listening, and after confirming that Zhou Shanlong's soul power was extremely weak three times, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he felt a wave of dizziness, and Lu Ping couldn't help but stagger.
"What's wrong?" Morin had already rushed over.
"I'm a little dizzy," Lu Ping said, and shook his head with all his might. The dizziness didn't go away, but Lu Ping had already used his astonishing willpower and patience to endure this feeling and stabilize his body.
"Are you alright?" Seeing that he had stabilized his body, Morin thought that he was fine.
"Teacher Chu Min, how are you?" Lu Ping was already concerned about Chu Min.
"Let's leave this place first," Chu Min said. Her injuries weren't light, and she knew that Lu Ping had used up a lot of energy and was in urgent need of rest. It wasn't a wise move to swagger on the main road now.
"Understood." Morin immediately understood this point. Ling Ziyan helped Chu Min up, and Fang Yizhu came over to take care of Lu Ping. Molin carefully observed his surroundings, then walked at the very front to open a path.
The crowd was still watching, and still no one dared to go forward. To be honest, most of them were at a loss as to how the winner was decided. They only knew that Zhou Shilong was strong, but Lu Ping was even stronger. So they watched as Lu Ping's group left, watched as Zhou Shilong collapsed on the ground, and still didn't dare to do anything.
Song Hua, who was next to Zhiling City Lord Draconis, couldn't wait any longer. Among Lu Ping's group, Chu Min was heavily injured, and Lu Ping didn't seem to be in good condition. The other three weren't much of a threat, so it was a great opportunity for them to reap the benefits.
"City Lord!" Seeing that Draconis was still in a daze, Song Hua couldn't help but call out to remind him.
"Let's follow them and see," Draconis finally said.
"Should we call for reinforcements?" Song Hua asked.
"If Lu Ping isn't suffering from any serious injuries, it won't be of any use even if we call for help. But, if he doesn't have any more power left to fight, then the two of us will be enough," Long Xing spoke and rushed toward the direction the five people had left.
"What about Zhou Shilong?" Song Hua hurriedly followed behind Draconis and asked.
"From this moment on, just pretend that Team Dragon never had such a person. His actions and results have nothing to do with us," Draconis said.
"Yes," Song Hua accepted the order and didn't ask any more questions, but he couldn't help but look at the place where the two had fought. Zhou Shilong was lying in the middle of the road, his face facing the sky. From here, he could see that his chest was still rising and falling, and he wasn't completely dead.
There were still many passers-by watching, and some of them were already approaching them tentatively.
In the eyes of many impure cultivators, a cultivator who had lost his ability to resist was considered a fortune.
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