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Chapter 86 of 100

Chapter 86

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Xuanming was somewhat curious about Zhan Yi finding a place, and seeing the smug smile on Zhan Yi's face, he couldn't help but ask angrily, "Kid, what are you smiling about?"

"Brat, I'm smiling at you. As soon as I saw your place, I was reminded of the scene when I wrecked your house. It felt so good, but the money I got was a bit less. Before I kill you, can you tell me where you store your valuables?" Zhan Yi said with a hint of regret.

"Hmph, you little brat, you're still dreaming in the face of death. Today, I'll tear you to pieces. Watch this." Xuanming, enraged by Zhan Yi's words, let out an angry hum and attacked with his duster.

Instantly, thousands of white threads lengthened, emitting a fierce white light that entangled Zhan Yi. But Zhan Yi dodged without retaliating, sighing, "Sigh... Old杂毛, you haven't improved much in this time, have you? Was the last injury particularly painful?"

"Argh... You little brat, you still dare to say that." Xuanming roared in anger.

However, he was also surprised by Zhan Yi's speed. He could feel that Zhan Yi was much faster than the last time they fought. His triangular eyes darted around, and soon the duster attacked again.

This time, the threads didn't lengthen; instead, five green fireballs condensed in the middle of the threads and shot straight at Zhan Yi.

Zhan Yi's face changed. When the fireballs appeared, he felt a strong sense of resentment, like the spirits of the wrongfully dead. From his understanding of cultivation techniques, he knew these were 'Fierce Soul Fires' created by evil cultivators using the spirits of the wrongfully dead. These fires were extremely hot and couldn't be extinguished by water. If he were burned, even with his current strength, he would be severely injured.

Zhan Yi quickly darted to the side like a bolt of lightning. There was a loud explosion, and a rock as big as half a cubic meter was shattered by two fireballs.

"Damn, Xuanming, you brat, you're trying to kill me right from the start. Can't you ease into it?" Zhan Yi asked.

Xuanming smiled smugly, said nothing, and swung his duster again. The remaining three fireballs spun rapidly and attacked Zhan Yi from different directions, even faster than before.

Seeing he couldn't dodge, Zhan Yi panicked and darted behind a large tree. Just as he reached the tree, the three fireballs hit it, causing a loud explosion. The tree, which was so big that one person couldn't even wrap their arms around it, was split in half. Zhan Yi pushed the tree towards Xuanming.

Xuanming was both surprised and angry. The Fierce Soul Fires he used today were a new technique taught by his senior brother over the past month. He thought Zhan Yi wouldn't be able to dodge, but he didn't even burn a single hair.

There was no time to think about it now, as the tree Zhan Yi pushed over was coming fast. Because of its large size, he had to use both palms to catch it.

But as he raised his palms, Zhan Yi smiled. His body flashed, and he kicked along the tree trunk. Xuanming, just holding the tree, couldn't dodge in time. The kick hit his chest, and with a muffled groan, Xuanming flew backward.

What surprised Zhan Yi was that after hitting the ground, Xuanming only spat out a small mouthful of blood and stood up, seemingly unharmed.

Zhan Yi had put all his hatred into that kick, thinking that even if he couldn't kill Xuanming, he would at least incapacitate him. But the injury was too light.

Xuanming, however, was furious. Being hit so quickly was unexpected and unacceptable. He roared, "Zhan Yi, I didn't expect you to not only be alive but also stronger. It seems I can't let you live today. Take my 'Demon Ghost Fiend Lightning.'"

After saying this, Xuanming bit his finger and drew a strange symbol between his eyebrows, then began chanting a spell.

Seeing Xuanming's actions, Zhan Yi immediately became alert. He knew that Xuanming using this technique after being injured must be significant. He quickly gathered his energy. He had been holding back to make Xuanming think he could only fight at close range, but now he had no choice.

As Xuanming chanted, black smoke began to rise from his body, gradually expanding like a dark cloud enveloping him.

After a while, two red lights flashed in the black smoke, followed by a bolt of lightning descending from the sky and striking Zhan Yi's head.

Zhan Yi had already started to dodge when the red lights appeared. Just as he moved, the lightning struck where he had been standing, creating a two-meter-wide crater with a loud explosion.

"Ha ha... Kid, now you know my power. Today, I'll turn you to ashes with my lightning." Xuanming's deranged laughter echoed from the black smoke, followed by more red lights and lightning bolts.

This enraged Zhan Yi. He had been trying to hide his strength, but now he couldn't care less. He shouted at the black smoke, "Xuanming, you old pervert, you only know how to use dirty tricks. If you have the guts, come out and fight me face to face."

Saying this, Zhan Yi charged straight into the black smoke. Xuanming, inside the smoke, was ecstatic. Seeing Zhan Yi dodging the lightning, he felt his strategy was working. When Zhan Yi charged towards him, he was even more smug, calculating Zhan Yi's speed to strike him with a lightning bolt once he entered the smoke. He believed Zhan Yi wouldn't be able to dodge with the smoke's cover.

But just as Zhan Yi reached the edge of the smoke, he suddenly stopped.

Then, a white light flashed from Zhan Yi's fist, and an energy fist burst out, striking the smoke. Zhan Yi shouted, "Chaos Energy Fist."

The energy fist instantly grew to the size of a house, dispersing the smoke. A scream echoed, and Xuanming's body flew out of the smoke.

But Zhan Yi didn't stop. He flashed again, and before Xuanming hit the ground, he flipped his body and kicked him like a soccer player's bicycle kick, slamming Xuanming into the ground.

"Damn, still laughing, huh? I'll finish you off." Zhan Yi looked at the unconscious Xuanming on the ground, spat in contempt, and then carried him away towards the mountain villa.

(Collect, recommend, brothers, your support is the greatest motivation)

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