Uncle Zhang

Chapter 154 - 0154: Needle Control Slaughter Enemy_1

Chapter 154: Chapter 0154: Needle Control Slaughter Enemy_1


"Hahaha... No matter how talented you are, it’s useless. You’re still going to die here today."


A savage sneer spread across Gu Yang’s face. His True Qi was slightly more profound than Zhang Bin’s, his sword was faster, and his movements were quicker. Because of this, he had always maintained a slight advantage. Now, that advantage had finally widened. With his chest pierced by a sword, Zhang Bin’s combat power would definitely be affected.


"Oh no, is Zhang Bin going to lose?"


The expressions of all the spectators changed drastically. Tears even streamed down the faces of several beautiful women in the crowd.


"Kill!"


Zhang Bin, still as calm as an iceberg, roared and charged forward, his sword thrusting out like a bolt of lightning. He cultivated the miraculous Qingmu Longevity Technique, which granted him an incredibly fast healing speed. Although the sword wound had not closed instantly, it was healing at a rapid pace. He needed to launch a surprise attack.


"You’re courting death!"


Gu Yang scrambled to defend against Zhang Bin’s sudden attack, retreating repeatedly. But as expected from a master who had diligently practiced swordsmanship for over fifty years, he was incredibly powerful. He quickly regained his footing and once again engaged in a frenzied battle with Zhang Bin.


CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!


AHH! AHH!


The sound of clashing swords and pained screams rang out intermittently as blood sprayed through the air.


Finally, the two separated again, warily watching each other while gasping for breath. Their bodies were covered in wounds and stained with blood. Zhang Bin had been struck eight times, his entire body dyed red. Gu Yang had suffered six sword wounds, but none were deep, and he hadn’t lost much blood. His condition was much better than Zhang Bin’s.


"This is bad. Zhang Bin is still too young, and his True Qi isn’t as profound as his opponent’s. He’s going to lose." Zhao Dawei and the others looked on, their faces filled with worry.


Ma Rufei, who had just regained consciousness, also lifted his head from the vegetable patch. He stared wide-eyed, his face a mask of anger and shock.


"Zhang Bin, you will die in the next round," Gu Yang snarled, his face twisted into a menacing grin as a cold, killing intent emanated from his body.


"I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you’re nothing special. Today, you will die. Take this! My hidden weapon!"


A mocking sneer appeared on Zhang Bin’s face as his left hand, which had been clenched into a fist, suddenly flicked.


SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!


Dozens of Pine Needles shot out, tearing through the air with an overwhelming killing intent aimed at Gu Yang’s vital points. The needles were infused with his Longevity Qi, making them incredibly sharp—comparable to, if not more formidable than, real steel needles.


"Pathetic tricks."


A look of disdain crossed Gu Yang’s face as his sword swiftly traced a large circle, creating a strange force field. The incoming Pine Needles abruptly changed direction, flying into the circle where they were shredded by the sharp edge of his sword.


However, a look of pure fear suddenly flashed across Gu Yang’s face. He had just realized that one of the Pine Needles had bypassed his circle. Its speed was rapidly increasing as it shot toward his eye, carrying with it an aura of death.


This was, of course, because Zhang Bin had used his Special Ability. At his current level, his Special Ability could only control very light objects, and the small, thin Pine Needles were perfect for him to manipulate. So, when he had thrown the needles, he had used his ability to control one of them, aiming for a fatal blow. That was why this particular Pine Needle was able to curve, bypassing the circle drawn by his opponent’s sword.


SWOOSH...


Gu Yang truly was a formidable master. Although he was too late to block with his sword, he retreated at maximum speed, violently tilting his head to dodge the needle. But to his utter horror, the Pine Needle’s speed continued to increase. It even turned with him and, with a soft squelch, pierced his right eye.


"AHHH...!"


He let out a bloodcurdling shriek. It was an understandable reaction. His eyeball had shattered; the pain had to be unbearable.


"My God! Gu Yang’s eye was blinded by Zhang Bin’s hidden weapon?"


All the onlookers were dumbfounded, scarcely able to believe what they were seeing.


A prodigy! He’s an absolute prodigy! This must be the legendary technique of killing enemies with controlled needles! Zhao Dawei cried out in his heart. Having seen much of the world, he had naturally witnessed the terrifying methods of cultivators who had just reached the Golden Core stage. After reaching Golden Core, they needed extensive training before they could master Sword Control. However, they could effortlessly control needles. This was because needles were slender and easy to manipulate, possessing terrifying lethality.


Turen Xiong and Diao Chenghua were scared out of their wits, their faces etched with panic. How powerful was Gu Yang? And yet he had suffered such a devastating blow. Just how strong was Zhang Bin? What good could possibly come from opposing him?


"Kill!"


Zhang Bin erupted, charging forward as his sword unleashed a thousand rays of cold light in a deadly assault on Gu Yang.


"Ah... I’ll kill you!" Gu Yang screamed in fury and rage, his sword a blur as they clashed once more in a frenzied battle.


Despite his ferocity, being blinded in one eye and wracked with intense pain greatly affected him. Most importantly, seeing with one eye instead of two made it difficult to accurately pinpoint Zhang Bin’s position, causing him to misjudge his opponent’s attacks.


And so, after fighting for a few more moments, he was struck by Zhang Bin’s sword four times. Three of the wounds were minor and not in vital areas, but the final strike pierced through his right wrist. He immediately grabbed his sword with his left hand to continue parrying Zhang Bin’s attacks, but it was a futile effort.


SHIIINK!


The sound of a blade piercing through space resonated as Zhang Bin’s sword shot out and pierced his left wrist. Before Gu Yang’s sword could even fall, Zhang Bin’s own sword flashed out like lightning three more times. In an instant, it shattered his opponent’s Dantian and severed the meridians in both of his wrists.


"Ah... You dare to cripple my cultivation level? You dare to ruin my hands?" Gu Yang let out an utterly wretched howl.


"You’re allowed to do that to others, but I’m not allowed to cripple your cultivation level?" A mocking expression appeared on Zhang Bin’s face. "The fact that I haven’t killed you is mercy enough."


"Xiao Bin won! Xiao Bin is so powerful!"


"Serves him right! He was so arrogant and conceited before."


"The arrogant fool, how could he possibly be Xiao Bin’s match?"


The villagers erupted in excited discussion.


As for Zhao Dawei, the other members of the Special Action Team, and Ma Rufei, they were stunned into silence, still unable to believe what they had just seen. Zhang Bin had won. Zhang Bin had crippled Gu Yang. It was simply inconceivable. This was Gu Yang, after all—a renowned master even on the world stage.


Meanwhile, Turen Xiong and Diao Chenghua were nearly scared to death. They trembled uncontrollably, their faces filled with horror as they stared blankly at Zhang Bin’s blood-dripping sword, looking as if their souls had left their bodies.


Only now did Diao Chenghua truly understand what kind of young man the Diao Clan had provoked, what kind of ’iron plate’ they had kicked. This was an absolutely terrifying prodigy! This wasn’t an iron plate; it was a titanium alloy plate, which was why their Diao Clan had collapsed so quickly.


Furthermore, Zhang Bin hadn’t even used his full martial prowess. If he had, would anyone from the Diao Clan have been left alive?


At this thought, a chill ran down Diao Chenghua’s spine, and he felt the aura of death enveloping him.


For Zhang Bin, the danger had passed. He had emerged victorious.


Suddenly, however, he felt a tangible aura of death envelop him. Every hair on his body stood on end. At the same time, Tutu let out a panicked warning...