This frantic, life-or-death fighting style completely suppressed Xuanji.
Xuanji was surrounded by radiant Buddhist light, and he displayed a variety of Shaolin Temple techniques in turn.
Great Vajra Pestle, Vajra Subduing Demon Skill, Arhat Fist, Kasyapa's Flower-Holding Finger...
However, these tactics were completely useless against Yang Cheng's desperate fighting style, and were utterly defeated as soon as they were used.
Moreover, Yang Cheng was emanating a strange, dim yellow aura that seeped into his body unknowingly during the fight, eroding Xuan Ji's life force and slowing down his attack speed by three points.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Cheng and Xuan Ji could no longer be seen in the entire arena. Countless gusts of wind and broken stones completely enveloped them, and only a glimpse of sword light and Buddhist light could be seen through the gaps.
Xuanji's expression finally changed.
While the Sun-Changing Technique's restorative power is formidable, it seems somewhat insufficient in such a frenzied battle.
The price he paid was that he could sense his dwindling life force burning away.
Xuanji let out a long sigh, and the radiance of the sun around him grew even stronger.
He didn't have much time left to live, so risking his life for this was worthwhile.
The next moment, as Yang Cheng thrust his Imperial Guard sword at him, Xuan Ji neither dodged nor flinched, but stepped forward, letting the long sword pierce his shoulder blade.
At the same time, Xuanji took a step forward, his long sword piercing through his body, and he was only half a step away from Yang Cheng.
Kasyapa extended his finger, a light and ethereal gesture, like a gentle smile, yet it contained countless killing intents. In an instant, it tore through Yang Cheng's protective aura and aimed directly at his throat!
Within half an inch of ground, Yang Cheng's entire body rapidly turned grayish-white, and a chilling zombie form descended.
Xuanji's Kasyapa-style finger strikes Yang Cheng's throat, and a cracking sound can be heard. Yang Cheng's head is forced back ninety degrees, as if it were bent.
But the next moment, Yang Cheng's head bounced back strangely, and a headbutt slammed into Xuan Ji's head, instantly causing him to bleed profusely!
As Ying Gou's body descended, Yang Cheng unleashed a barrage of punches at Xuan Ji. The force was astonishing; Xuan Ji's Sun-Changing Technique was utterly inadequate to heal this level of injury, as the recovery was disproportionate to the damage.
As the Buddhist light surrounding Xuanji weakened, Yang Cheng kicked out and drew his Imperial Guard sword with one hand, sending Xuanji flying dozens of feet before he landed in front of Zhang Xiren.
This time, Xuan Ji's injuries had not healed. Blood continued to flow from the knife wound in his chest, and his face grew increasingly aged, his aura becoming extremely weak.
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Xuanji smiled bitterly at Zhang Xiren and said, "Grand Scholar Zhang, I'm sorry."
"It's fate, it's destiny. My Shaolin Temple is not destined to be a state religion."
Yang Cheng had also put away Ying Gou's body at this time, his face was still pale, and he was severely depleted of qi and blood.
He threw a few Creation Blood Coagulation Pills into his mouth, which finally suppressed his injuries.
Zhang Xiren sighed deeply, his face turning even paler than Yang Cheng's and more dejected than Xuan Ji's.
He lost. He lost completely.
He risked his entire life's reputation to try and change the dynasty and restore the prestige of the Great Zhou, but ended up losing everything.
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At this moment, Crown Prince Zhou Ce suddenly knelt down and cried out to Zhou Heng, "Father! Father, spare my life!"
"Your son didn't want you to die, Father. It was Zhang Xiren who kept instigating me to rebel and kill my father. It was all because of him that I did this!"
Yang Cheng looked at Zhou Ce with sarcasm, then at Zhang Xiren: "Grand Secretary Zhang, look at this, this is the decisive, intelligent, and exceptionally wise candidate you have chosen for the new emperor."
He was indeed very decisive; as soon as he saw things were going wrong, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, shifting all the blame onto you, Grand Secretary Zhang.
He is so cold-blooded, ruthless, and ungrateful at such a young age. Do you really think he would act as you expect after becoming emperor?
He could kill his own father, and he could so readily betray you, the teacher who raised him from childhood. Would such a person truly care for the people of the Great Zhou?
Zhang Xiren looked at Zhou Ce, who was kneeling and begging for mercy, in disappointment, and sighed, "I was wrong and blind."
To kill one's ruler is disloyalty.
To disregard one's family and commit such a heinous crime of treason is unfilial.
Forcing soldiers from all over the world to besiege the Thirty-Six Great Bandits resulted in countless deaths and injuries, which is inhumane.
It is unjust to implicate so many people from Shaolin Temple and the Imperial Guards in my scheme, causing their deaths.
I, Zhang Xiren, have dedicated my life to planning for the Great Zhou Dynasty, yet in the end I have earned a reputation for being disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust. How laughable!
Yang Cheng, after today's battle, you will surely hold immense power, and no one in the Great Zhou court will be your match.
I only hope you will not betray the Great Zhou, and that you will not let my beautiful Central Plains fall into the hands of barbarians!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiren rammed his head into a stone pillar at the edge of the square and died instantly.
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