Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 936

"Who are you?" Ling Yanyan asked in a low voice, looking at the other party warily.

"Hehe, I am the leader of the Maoshan Sect, my Daoist name is Yu Yangzi. Boy, obediently prepare to die!" Yu Yangzi sneered, his figure blurred, and in an instant he crossed ten meters to appear in front of Ling Yanyan, his right hand forming a claw, aiming for Ling Yanyan's throat.

Ling Yanyan hurriedly took a step back to avoid the attack. Then, he formed his right hand into a claw and met the attack head-on.

Although Ling Yanyan is still young, due to the inheritance from his parents, his martial arts skills are no weaker than Yu Yangzi's. Especially after integrating his ancestor's memories, he can wield various martial arts techniques with ease and extraordinary power.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows. They were evenly matched and it was difficult to determine who would prevail.

"How can this kid be so strong?" Yu Yangzi was secretly surprised. He had already used the secret technique of burning his essence, but he still couldn't defeat Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan's strength exceeded his expectations.

No, we can't let this drag on any longer!

Yu Yangzi's eyes turned cold, and his body suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light. In an instant, his previously withered skin quickly plumped up, and a crystal-clear metallic luster flowed beneath it.

"Huh, what's this!" Ling Yanyan's eyes narrowed. He felt a surge of powerful spiritual energy flowing into Yu Yangzi's body, increasing Yu Yangzi's power several times over.

"Hahaha, kid, die!" Yu Yangzi laughed wildly.

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yangzi swung his fist, carrying a destructive aura, and blasted it towards Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan's face was solemn. He stomped his feet on the ground and his body rose up, dodging Yu Yangzi's domineering punch. Then, he clenched his fists and punched hard, striking Yu Yangzi's chest and abdomen.

"puff!"

Ling Yanyan stomped his feet hard on the ground, his figure flying backward like a cannonball. He only managed to steady himself after crashing to the ground. Moreover, a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that he had suffered a severe blow from Yu Yangzi's domineering punch.

"Hahaha!" Yu Yangzi laughed ferociously, "Boy, I have finally mastered the Dragon Subduing Tiger Skill after so many years of cultivation. You are lucky to die under my Dragon Subduing Tiger Skill."

"The Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Skill?" Ling Yan Yan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Could it be the martial art practiced by that high monk?"

Ling Yanyan frowned slightly and murmured, "It is said that the eminent monk was a grandmaster of martial arts, and the Dragon Subduing Tiger Skill he practiced must be incredibly powerful."

It's a pity I don't understand this technique at all right now, otherwise I would have already mastered it to perfection and reached the state of 'all things are empty, only I am supreme.'

Thinking of this, Ling Yan Yan sighed: "Alas, what a pity."

"Boy, suffer death!"

With a "whoosh," Yu Yangzi flashed and instantly appeared in front of Ling Yanyan, grabbing his neck and sneering, "Boy, you killed my disciple and stole my treasure. Tonight I'll send you to the Yellow Springs to keep them company."

Ling Yanyan smiled calmly: "With your paltry skills?"

"Hmph, you still dare to be stubborn even when you're about to die!" Yu Yangzi sneered.

"Hehe, I was just afraid of hurting you." Ling Yanyan glanced at Yu Yangzi with disdain.

"You're courting death!" Yu Yangzi roared in fury, straining his arm to finish off Ling Yanyan, only to find his arm frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

Yu Yangzi looked down at his left arm, only to find that it had vanished without a trace, the cut smooth and without even a bone fragment remaining.

"Ah!" Yu Yangzi couldn't help but let out a sharp scream, looking at Ling Yanyan in horror.

"Scared already?" Ling Yanyan said sarcastically. Then, his body swelled dramatically, transforming in the blink of an eye from a seven or eight-year-old child into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with delicate features, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes, handsome and otherworldly, like a celestial child from a painting.

Yu Yangzi was stunned.

"This! This is!" Yu Yangzi pointed at Ling Yanyan, trembling and unable to speak.

"What do you think?" Ling Yanyan revealed a bright smile, and with his right index and middle fingers joined together to form a sword, he suddenly thrust it down towards Yu Yangzi's throat.