"Could it be that Yang Zhen has comprehended some heavenly martial arts?"

"That white cloud in his hand actually gave me a palpitating feeling. What kind of martial arts is this? Why is it so weird?"

Everyone in the Guijianchou looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment. Although Yang Zhen looked like an idiot at this moment, this kind of dementia was what everyone had been striving for throughout their lives.

Enlightenment!

There are many kinds of enlightenment. Some people can understand the true meaning of power through enlightenment, some people can feel the ultimate truth of life through enlightenment, and some people can even understand the martial arts techniques that they have been trying hard to practice but could not.

No matter which kind of enlightenment it is, it is the state that all cultivators on the Youzhou Continent are striving for. This pursuit does not distinguish between talent, strength, or even gender.

Among all the people in Guijianchou, the one who was most deeply touched was none other than Zhang Zongjim. Yang Zhen had been talking to him the whole time. The two of them were fighting openly and secretly against each other. It seemed that they were just having a casual conversation, but it already had the meaning of Taoism.

Even though Zhang Zongjim was extremely talented and had a high level of cultivation, and was known as the best swordsman in the world, he still lost to Yang Zhen in this confrontation. However, this did not have much impact on his character.

What Zhang Zongji cultivated was his state of mind. If his mind was calm, his sword power would be invincible. So even if he lost to someone whose cultivation was far inferior to his, he would just smile slightly. Victory and defeat are common in the military.

However, not only did Yang Zhen completely crush him in terms of realm, he also gained enlightenment while fighting with him, and he mastered a technique that was at least of heavenly grade.

This is a bit too much to bear!

Zhang Zongjim's face turned red, his throat felt sweet, and he almost vomited blood because of Yang Zhen's anger. Zhang Zongjim was not sure whether comparing himself with others would kill him, but it would definitely make people vomit blood.

A cool breeze blew across the back of Zhang Zongji's neck. Zhang Zongji was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat and woke up completely. He thought to himself that it was dangerous. If he didn't wake up, he would probably fall into a mental illness.

For some reason, all the voices Zhang Zongjim heard at this moment seemed to be mocking him, mocking his ignorance and arrogance.

If Zhang Zongjim knew that Yang Zhen did not comprehend any heavenly-level skills, but instead created a martial art, he would probably have vomited blood long ago.

Yang Zhen woke up from his epiphany, glanced at the white cloud in his hand, and said to Zhang Zongjin with a strange expression: "Do you know a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone was startled and subconsciously looked up at the white clouds in the sky.

Zhang Zongjin's face also changed, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Who are you? Which sect are you from?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "I am just a nobody. I am just a little handsome, so I am always remembered. I am not a disciple of any big sect."

Zhang Zongjin took two steps back and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt: "Very good, then you want me to try the 'palm technique falling from the sky'?"

Yang Zhen stood up, glanced at Zhang Zongjin, and said, "No!"

"You..." Zhang Zongjim took another step back and suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave. It was too uncomfortable to talk to Yang Zhen. This guy never played by the rules. It made people so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zongjin with some distress. How painful would it be to provoke a monster like Yang Zhen? At this time, Yang Zhen casually flipped the white cloud in his hand and put it away. He grinned and said, "Wait until I perfect this martial art, and then I'll try it with you."

Complete... perfect? ​​"You created a martial art?" Zhang Zongjin stepped back three steps in horror, and finally couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and muttered to himself in despair: "No, this is impossible, you lied to me, you must have lied to me."

Everyone was shocked. How was it possible to create one's own martial arts?

Seeing that Zhang Zongjim was deceived by Yang Zhen in just a few words and vomited blood, everyone was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen with horror in their eyes.

It’s so scary, this Yang Zhen is simply a monster.

I am not afraid that Yang Zhen is too shameless, but I am afraid that when Yang Zhen is shameless, his words are so mean. If people are not careful, they will be left with psychological trauma and may even develop inner demons.

Yang Zhen shook his head and sighed, looking up at the sky with a melancholy expression: "Alas, life is really lonely like snow. No one believes the truth anymore. Can we still practice happily together?"

Poof! Everyone was yelling, show off, show off again, the ceiling will be exposed.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Zongjin regained his composure and snorted coldly, "No matter how eloquent you are, the Enlightenment Monument will be exposed after the Youzhou Conference. I hope you won't let me down then!"

Hearing Zhang Zongjim's words, everyone reacted immediately.

The most exciting part of the Youzhou Conference is not the trial in the wilderness forest, but the subsequent Enlightenment Monument. The Enlightenment Monument contains the ultimate truth of the way of heaven. Every year, there will be geniuses who will comprehend the truth of heaven and earth from it, or obtain some powerful skills, or some powerful martial arts, and some people will even be able to obtain a complete set of inheritance.

That is when all the dragons show their magical powers, and people with low talents don’t even have the slightest chance.

Yang Zhen actually claimed that he had created martial arts at this time. Naturally, everyone didn't know whether it was true or not. However, once they arrived in front of the Enlightenment Monument, they could almost immediately tell whether Yang Zhen was pretending to be mysterious or was really a monster.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Huh?" Yang Zhen was stunned. Looking at the expressions of the crowd, he asked Princess Changyang beside him in surprise, "Is there such a thing?"

If what Zhang Zongji said was correct, then this Enlightenment Monument was tailor-made for his extraordinary talent. Yang Zhen immediately became interested.

Princess Changyang was slightly startled when she saw Yang Zhen looking at her, then she couldn't help but smile bitterly and explained, "What Master Zhang said is true. After the Youzhou Conference Trial, there is indeed a monument of enlightenment. It contains endless martial arts and martial arts heritage. It is said that someone once comprehended a saint-level martial arts in it!"

"Saint-level martial arts?" Yang Zhen became even more interested now.

"Hmph!" Zhang Zongjin sneered, watching Princess Changyang explain to Yang Zhen tirelessly, his face became even colder, "A clown doesn't deserve a Saint-level technique. When the time comes, all the cats and dogs will be exposed. I hope you can hold on. Oh, I forgot, with your thick skin, how could you not hold on?"

Everyone nodded. Although Zhang Zongjim's words were a bit harsh, every word was true. After all, the Enlightenment Monument was not something that ordinary people could comprehend from.

Yang Zhen pointed at Zhang Zongjin's face with a surprised look on his face and said, "Oh my, what do you mean by the most despicable person in the world? Are you mocking us for being nothing but cats and dogs?"

Zhang Zongjin's face suddenly changed. Just as he was about to explain, he heard Yang Zhen continue, "Brothers, I'm not the one who's looking for trouble. This 'world's most despicable person' is too arrogant. He actually said that apart from him, everyone present is a nobody. He's too arrogant. Don't mess with him."

"I... when did I say that?"

"You said it, you just said it!"

"I didn't!" Zhang Zongjim broke out in a cold sweat. No matter how arrogant he was, he didn't dare to say that other people were just nobody. This would offend almost everyone present.

In the crowd, Fang Shenhe looked at Zhang Zongjin with disappointment: "Is this still Zhang Zongjin? Why did he become like an idiot after meeting Yang Zhen?"

(End of this chapter)