At this moment.
Looking at the various tattoos on the bodies of the mute and the stutterer, and recalling their previous methods of attacking Zhang Wei, Lu Lianfeng and other ghost exorcists from major forces had confirmed that the mute and the stutterer were rare Yin Tattooists.
"I thought they were paper effigy makers. Seeing them use paper figures and draw lightning spells on their clothes, it turns out they were just illusions."
"I didn't expect them to be Yin Tattooists."
"It's been so many years since I've seen a Yin Tattooist, and a top-tier Ghost King level Yin Tattooist at that."
As they recognized them.
Lu Lianfeng dared not be careless, fearing that Zhang Wei might suffer a loss due to his lack of understanding of ghost exorcism professions. He quickly shouted:
"Brother Wei, be careful! They are Yin Tattooists, a profession that relies on tattoos to exorcise ghosts."
Zhou Yun and the others also shouted, telling Zhang Wei what they knew about Yin Tattooists.
In response.
Zhang Wei was not surprised. He continued to charge towards the mute and the stutterer without slowing down.
He possessed two-thirds of the knowledge from Longhu Mountain, which included information on various ghost exorcism professions. The ancient profession of Yin Tattooists was naturally recorded within it, and its characteristics were known to him.
Yin Tattooists…
Tattoos are not a modern invention. In ancient Great Xia, tattoos, known as "ci qing," existed, tracing back thousands of years. Back then, when people were still in the era of slash-and-burn agriculture, tribes would use animals as totems. Shamans would tattoo these totems onto people, and those who were tattooed considered it an honor.
This was the earliest origin of Yin Tattooists. Later, it evolved from the side branches of the I Ching, forming the profession of Yin Tattooists, one of the oldest professions.
Regarding tattoos.
People believed that the life totems tattooed on their bodies were not only a symbol of honor but could also change a person's destiny. Even today, many people still hold this belief.
For example, people in the underworld believe that tattooing a blue dragon or white tiger can bring them strength. For example, girls who tattoo alluring things like roses believe they can bring them romantic luck. For example, if someone lacks something in their destiny, they will tattoo something or someone to fill the void in their fate.
Yin Tattooists are such professionals. They can bring about various magical abilities through tattoos.
Previously, the Five Thunder Curse talismans in the palms of the mute and the stutterer were actually tattoos. By tattooing the Five Thunder Curse, they could release it without the need for talismans.
And like now…
They have tattooed a Han Ba on their backs. By driving the Han Ba tattoo, they can gain some of the Han Ba's abilities, similar to invoking a deity, but simpler, without needing to chant incantations.
"They want to compete with me in physical strength by invoking the Han Ba? That's a good idea."
Zhang Wei murmured to himself.
From the physical changes of the mute and the stutterer, he could see the effect of their Han Ba tattoos. They had borrowed some of the Han Ba's abilities, including some physical strength.
Realizing this.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but stop his dive.
On the other side.
Feeling the physical power of the Han Ba, the mute grinned with the smile of a friendly older brother. However, coupled with his current corpse-like skin color, he no longer appeared approachable, instead exuding an eerie chill.
"Ababa ababa."
He gestured… Why aren't you coming over? Are you scared? I'm still waiting to compare physical strength with you. Don't think you're the only one with strong physical strength.
However, his pride lasted less than a second.
Zhang Wei's voice came:
"I don't know how much of the Han Ba's power you can borrow, but it's still a Han Ba. I have to take this seriously too."
His voice was not loud.
But everyone present, both human and ghost, heard it.
[Ding! Mute and Stutterer… Huh? Serious? What the hell are you pretending for? What, you're saying you weren't serious just now? Who are you trying to scare? You… Holy crap!]
[Host gains System Points +600]
Boom!!
It exploded like a sonic boom.
The moment Zhang Wei finished speaking, he let out a roar towards the sky, and instantly his Super Saiyan aura erupted. It was even more ferocious than before. The aura was so strong that golden lightning crackled around his Super Saiyan golden energy.
Looking closely.
If Zhang Wei's surroundings were golden fiery energy before, then now his surroundings were golden flame energy, burning fiercely.
At the same time.
His golden hair stood up even straighter, and a lock of golden bangs appeared at his forehead.
[Ding! Using Super Saiyan Figurine Ability – Super Saiyan Two!]
To counter the Han Ba tattoos.
And considering they were high-ranking officials of the Senluo Division.
Zhang Wei showed them great respect and directly activated Super Saiyan 2. His strength increased exponentially. Under the powerful force, his muscles bulged, as if a god of war had descended.
"Abba (Damn)!"
Feeling Zhang Wei's increase in strength, the stutterer, who had been proud moments ago, couldn't help but curse.
The stutterer was no better, stammering:
"I, I, I, damn it."
[Ding! Mute and Stutterer stunned… Again, he got stronger again!! He… he really wasn't using his full strength before?!]
[Host gains System Points +620]
[Ding! The ghosts are shocked… Oh my god, his hair is even more golden, his hair is standing up even straighter, he… he got stronger again!]
[Host gains System Points +3200]
It wasn't just the ghosts.
Lu Lianfeng and the others were also stunned. Looking at Zhang Wei's transformation, their thoughts were surprisingly consistent at this moment… Brother Wei/Mr. Zhang Wei, are you sure you're not a Super Saiyan?
Thinking of this.
Lu Lianfeng couldn't help but murmur:
"My sister has good taste, finding such a fierce brother-in-law."
As Lu Lianfeng spoke.
Zhang Wei had already arrived in front of the mute and the stutterer. As soon as they got close, there was no mercy. The mute and the stutterer, one on the left and one on the right, opened their mouths, revealing zombie fangs, and let out a corpse roar, punching towards Zhang Wei.
Their power was fierce.
The fist wind they generated created a deafening sonic boom.
Seeing this, Zhang Wei's eyes flickered, and he directly raised both hands, clenching them into fists, and met their punches.
Boom!!!!!!!
It was like three hundred-ton giant stones colliding. Centered on them, a terrifying wave of energy was generated. The ground beneath them trembled and sank at this moment. All the debris around was blown away, creating a vacuum zone of fifty meters, with no one else present except Zhang Wei and the two.
The next moment.
A shocking scene appeared.
Seeing their punches blocked by Zhang Wei's fists, the stutterer and the mute, through years of brotherhood, acted in unison without communication. They swung their other fists and smashed towards Zhang Wei's chest, with the intention of punching through Zhang Wei's heart.
Everything happened very quickly.
In the eyes of everyone, human and ghost, even though Zhang Wei blocked their punches, he was ultimately outnumbered. He had no extra hands to defend against their other fists, and they hit his chest squarely.
With a whoosh.
Zhang Wei's body shot out like a cannonball under the terrifying power of the Han Ba borrowed by the two. He flew for hundreds of meters before crashing into a large rock.
Rumble!
On the massive rock, Zhang Wei, like a gemstone, smashed a pit into the rock. His body was embedded in it, and spiderweb-like cracks spread from the pit.
"Brother Wei!!"
"Mr. Zhang Wei!!"
[Ding! The ghosts are delighted… Woohoo!!]
[Host gains System Points +3300]
Just as the mute and the stutterer smiled, proud of their success.
The next second.
Their smiles froze.
Zhang Wei, who was embedded in the rock, looked as if nothing had happened. With a slight effort, he pulled himself out of the rock's human-shaped pit.
After landing.
Zhang Wei, while clutching his left chest ribs, raised his hand and gestured, smiling at the mute and the stutterer:
"That really hurt. As expected of Yin Tattooists, as expected of the Han Ba's power. This punch dislocated my ribs by less than a nanometer."
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