"Are you really going to inject Palm Thunder into your body to stimulate your meridians and enhance your strength? That monster can only last for a few minutes," Zhang Lingyu remarked.
However, Zhang Chulan did not respond. He charged forward directly.
With the enhancement of Thunderbolt, Zhang Chulan's speed increased dramatically, and Zhang Lingyu managed to react in time. The Yin Lei covered the area, but Zhang Lingyu was also incredibly fast.
Zhang Chulan had only improved his speed; his power was still lacking, forcing him to run and strike simultaneously. Nevertheless, with the use of Thunderbolt, his body radiated Yang Lei, causing the Yin Lei around him to diminish.
After exchanging a palm strike, they paused to face each other.
"You really are something; your speed has actually caught up with mine," Zhang Lingyu said with a hint of admiration.
Hearing this, Zhang Chulan smirked. "Caught up? I wouldn't say so."
"Full Power Thunder Membership!"
Zhang Chulan stimulated his meridians at full capacity, though the duration would be shorter. His speed surged again as he charged towards Zhang Lingyu, aiming a palm strike at his abdomen.
Zhang Lingyu failed to react in time and was struck, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered across Zhang Chulan's face.
However, despite the injury, Zhang Lingyu quickly regained his composure just as Zhang Chulan finished his Thunderbolt membership attack and seemed momentarily dazed.
The Yin Lei on the ground enveloped Zhang Chulan completely. It felt strange—damp and sticky—as if it were trying to dissolve every sinew in his body. Shui Zang Lei, he recalled his grandfather mentioning it before:
"Yang Lei nurtures the heart and lungs; it's like a monkey leaping about restlessly. Yin Lei nourishes the liver and kidneys; it's akin to a pig soaked in water."
Zhang Chulan unleashed Yang Lei from within him, obliterating the Yin Lei that had wrapped around him.
Watching as Zhang Chulan escaped from his grasp of Yin Lei, Zhang Lingyu was not surprised. He smiled slightly and slowly retracted the Shui Zang Lei from the entire area.
Since the speed is so fast, even Yin Lei can't keep up, and it will consume Qi, so it's better to retract it.
Zhang Lingyu raised his hand to look at the murky black Yin Shui Zang Lei. "Zhang Chulan, what does this look like to you?"
Although he asked, Zhang Lingyu didn't expect Zhang Chulan to answer. The kidneys are where essence is stored, and this Shui Zang Lei is precisely the manifestation of Shen Shui's turbid essence.
For an ordinary person, leaking Yuan Yang might not be a big deal, but having lost my Yuan Yang so easily after being a monk since childhood is indeed a consequence of my own actions. I have deceived myself, unwilling to face it, even venting my anger on you. I was wrong, Zhang Chulan, I'm sorry.
After hearing Zhang Lingyu's words, Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment before smiling. "I don't accept that. It's truly a case of a full man not knowing the hunger of a starving man. Stop being so sentimental and come fight me; I don't have much time left for Thunderbolt."
However, Shixu, you need to be more tactful in the future. It's really something; Yin Lei needs to break through to practice, while I can't even break through myself!
Zhang Lingyu was taken aback by Zhang Chulan's words and smiled slightly as he lowered his head. "Zhang Chulan, you should be more upright as well."
The two exchanged glances and instantly vanished from their spot. They transformed into two bolts of lightning, colliding back and forth across the entire arena.
The clash of the two bolts of lightning was not something as simple as witnessing the Golden Light Spell duel moments ago; now all one could see were two streaks of black and white lightning rapidly colliding throughout the venue.
Is this what Thunder Technique is? The speed is truly astonishing! But who actually landed a hit on Zhang Lingyu?
No idea? Only a small number of people discussed the strength of the two; the rest were focused on who exactly had struck Zhang Lingyu.
The Old Celestial Master watched Zhang Lingyu below and nodded slightly. "Has this kid finally begun to acknowledge his own abilities?"
No matter what this ability is like, in the end, it is still you!
In the arena, the two clashed one last time. Zhang Chulan bore more injuries, while Zhang Lingyu appeared to have only scraped his skin.
Zhang Chulan gasped for breath.
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