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Chapter 135

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"Let's go. We'll report this Sect Master Lu's intel to the League Master. With such terrifying destructive power, he can't be an ordinary person. He definitely has the blood of a Noble Family in him," Zhong Yunxiu, who had been quiet all this while, spoke up slowly.

"Why is it impossible!?" Zhang Wuya retorted, "Martial arts are all about improving one's own abilities, to the point where one reaches the limits of the human body, or even surpasses them. The weak can become incomparably strong through martial arts, and why can't the strong become stronger through martial arts? "

"No matter how strong he is, it's impossible for him to reach this level." Guan Nian shook his head. "Sect Master Lu's prowess is unfathomable. Even the Emissaries, who are our greatest enemies, could only last two or three blows against him. This person was probably on the same level as the Alliance Master. It's not something we can speculate about. Let's go back. "

"You people! Foolish! " Zhang Wuya was so angry that he stomped his feet. No matter how he thought about it, the abilities Lu Sheng had displayed before were all amplified by a top-notch expert who cultivated both internal and external cultivation. Even a Tianyuan Grandmaster, who was well-versed in martial arts, would be able to tell that Lu Sheng was simply using his Internal Qi to toughen his body. He did not have the power of any divine weapon or devil blade, or the power of demons or ghosts.

What he used was the purest power of martial arts!

"I'm going to bring this news back. Those old fellows in the alliance will definitely be so shocked that their mouths won't be able to close. Hahahaha!!" He laughed loudly with a flushed face. "This is the hope of the martial dao!! I knew it, I knew there would be such a person! An absolute overlord who can gather many martial arts in one body! "

"No matter what, we owe Sect Master Lu a life-saving favor this time. No matter what, we mustn't let this matter leak out!" Guan Nian's gaze was fixed on Zhong Yunxiu and the rest of the team.

"Don't worry, Big Brother. It won't be leaked!"

"We and Ashoka Manor are mortal enemies to begin with. There's no way we'll leak this out."

Several people expressed their opinions one after another.

"Also, there's the matter of that traitor … This matter must be reported to the Alliance Master. We can't be sure if there's anyone else like Zhang Peng in the Alliance, so we must conduct a thorough investigation!" Guan Nian said gloomily.



Zhang Peng sprinted, the dark green trees and grasses flitting past him at high speed. The morning sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, lighting up the entire forest.

He gasped for air, his face flushed with excitement.

"You seem very happy?"

Suddenly, a calm voice came from the forest ahead.

Zhang Peng's expression suddenly changed, and his body almost collided with a tree trunk. He hurriedly rolled to the side and took a few steps on the grass to stabilize himself.

"Who's there!?" he shouted sternly. His eyes darted around nervously.

He saw that in front of him on the right, the branches and leaves of a small forest were pushed aside, and two figures walked out.

In front of him was an old man with grizzled hair and a face like that of a thin scholar. There were faint beads of sweat on his forehead and his breathing was a little rough.

He looked left and right, then stepped aside, revealing the person behind him.

When Zhang Peng saw the second person, his face was filled with terror.

"You … you can actually catch up to me!?"

The second person who walked out was Lu Sheng, who had just separated from Guan Nian and Li Shunxi.

He stood with his hands behind his back, sizing up Zhang Peng with interest.

"Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence. This elder of my sect happens to be an expert in tracking. Although you're fast, you've left too many traces. It's not difficult to catch up to you. "

Zhang Peng felt his body breaking out in cold sweat. He had secretly seen Lu Sheng's prowess earlier, and had only paused to watch the show. Little did he expect to witness such a terrifying scene.

This man was practically a Desolate Behemoth in human skin. Killing Emissaries was as easy as stepping on a few ants. Terrifying and ferocious.

His heart thumped wildly, but he had to squeeze out a smile.

"Sect Master Lu, why did you catch up to me? If you want to know more about Ashoka Manor, I, Zhang Peng, may be a mere pawn, but I know some insider information … "

Lu Sheng smiled and motioned for Elder Chen to leave first. He walked slowly towards Zhang Peng.

His pace was slow, each step leisurely. But Zhang Peng did not dare to move an inch. He had witnessed Lu Sheng's speed. It was a speed he could never hope to match. Therefore, his only way out was to stay where he was and wait obediently.

Elder Chen disappeared into the forest in a few steps, leaving only Lu Sheng and Zhang Peng behind.

"Tell me, what information do you know? If I'm satisfied, I'll consider letting you go." Lu Sheng stopped a few meters away from Zhang Peng, sizing him up with interest as if he was a small animal.

Zhang Peng's hair stood on end. He felt like a bug that could be squashed at any moment. He dared not move a muscle. Sweat seeped out slowly, sliding down his cheeks to his chin and dripping down. It was itchy, but he dared not scratch it.

"I … I-I-I … I know … Ashoka Manor has a few spies in Martial League. I'm just one of them!" Zhang Peng's voice trembled slightly. His eyes were fixed on Lu Sheng. Fear crawled up his legs like vines, shackling his entire body. He could not even speak properly.

"Oh? Tell me about it. "Lu Sheng's eyes lit up. This could be used to exchange for secret manuals and resources with Martial League.

Zhang Peng's tongue trembled as he uttered a few names, none of which Lu Sheng had heard of.

Lu Sheng memorized them carefully and circled Zhang Peng. "That's it?"

"I … I also know that Ashoka Manor promised me a Divine Weapon shard after the deed is done! I … "

"Divine Weapon shard?" Lu Sheng was curious. "What's that?" He did not bother to hide his ignorance of such things, and asked directly.

"That's the remnant fragment of a Divine Weapon after it was destroyed. The Martial League's League Master, Qin Wumian, has a very large fragment of a Divine Weapon in his body. That's why he's been able to maintain his strength all this while. He cultivates inner Qi just to find a better way to integrate it. To find a way to replace Dharma Offering! " Zhang Peng explained hurriedly. At the mention of League Master Qin Wumian, a hint of shame flashed across his eyes. Even though he had defected, he was still full of respect for him.

"I don't expect to get a huge piece. I just want a little bit to ensure that my family's bloodline doesn't decline …" Zhang Peng lowered his head and said in a low voice. Although he did not know why Lu Sheng would ask such common sense, he told him everything he knew.

"Anything else?" Lu Sheng's interest was piqued.

Zhang Peng's face was blank. He gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"That's all I know …"

"BAM!!"

Suddenly, a palm with terrifying force slammed into the side of his face.

Zhang Peng was sent flying, his back slamming into a tree trunk. His spine cracked and he tumbled to the ground, unable to get up.

"Ugh."

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The black membrane on his body was torn apart by the palm in an instant. The grass on the ground withered rapidly under the blood laced with Bind poison.

Lu Sheng slowly retracted his hand, the smile on his face vanishing.

"Trash! I've chased after you for so long, and this is all you're giving me? "

"I … I …" Zhang Peng tried to speak, but the slap was too brutal. His tongue was bitten off, and his mouth was full of blood. He could not speak clearly.

"Think again, think carefully. I like to hear new and different things." Lu Sheng smiled when he saw this. "Don't disappoint me." He slowly walked towards Zhang Peng.

"I … I …" Zhang Peng's face was filled with fear. He looked at Lu Sheng's approaching deerskin boots, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Lu Sheng, how dare you!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng paused for a moment, then with a strange smile, he slowly turned around to look at the newcomer.

"I was wondering who it was. So it's our esteemed Lord Officiator."

He calmly looked into the depths of the forest. A figure had appeared out of nowhere.

It was a white-haired old man with a missing left ear. He stared at him with an ugly expression.

"If I hadn't been worried and followed you here, I wouldn't have thought that the failure of this operation was all because of you!" The Officiator's voice boomed like a bell. He looked fierce, and he held a copper rod in his hand. He wore a pitch-black half-body armor that only covered his chest. The dragon patterns on the armor were vivid, glowing faintly under the sunlight.

"Why would you say that, Lord Officiator? I'm just bored, so I came here to relax." Lu Sheng smiled.

"Relax?" The Officiator looked at Zhang Peng, who was on the verge of death, and his eyes darkened. "I thought it was the Shangyang Family's doing. I didn't expect it to be you."

He slowly turned the copper rod in his hand, one end pointing at Lu Sheng.

"It's been a long time since my Purple Gold Dragon Rod has seen the light of day. I'll use you as a sacrifice." His muscles slowly expanded, and a layer of fine white hair grew on his body. His body seemed to have grown larger. Thick air currents began to swirl around him, causing the leaves and grass to sway.

"Lord Officiator, you've misunderstood me. What doing? I don't quite understand, "Lu Sheng said softly.

"Still playing dumb?" The Officiator gripped the rod with both hands. His white hair began to grow, reaching his waist in the blink of an eye. His eyes glowed a faint scarlet red. His body arched slightly, and the copper rod suddenly spun into a blur. One end stopped beside his face, and the other slowly pointed at the ground.

"But, it doesn't matter. Whether it's you or not …"

The end of the rod suddenly lit up with a red light.

"Coiling Dragon, Mijiu!!" The Officiator roared, and the red light at the end of the rod pierced into the ground.

"Bam!!"

A huge earth dragon rose from the ground and charged toward Lu Sheng at high speed.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and bits of grass flew everywhere. Lu Sheng did not have time to react, and in the blink of an eye, he was hit by the meter-tall Earth Dragon.

"Boom!!"

Large amounts of earth exploded, engulfing Lu Sheng.

The Officiator's figure flashed, and he followed like a ghost, smashing the earth dragon with his rod.

"Boom!!!"

The scattered earth was instantly torn apart, and a pair of green-gray hands firmly caught the copper rod. A thin layer of white dust exploded where the hands and the rod met, scattering the surrounding earth and rocks.

"You've been an eyesore for a long time … Come on, let's have a good fight!" Lu Sheng's huge, ferocious Yang Extreme Mode slowly revealed itself. Standing at three meters tall, he stood face to face with the Officiator, looking nothing like a normal human.

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