Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 710 - 542: Armor Fusion, Zhang Xun’s Strength Rises to the Next Level_2

Chapter 710: Chapter 542: Armor Fusion, Zhang Xun’s Strength Rises to the Next Level_2

Zhang Xun’s fist was like a heavy stone, descending from above with unmatched power.

With a swift glance, Wang Yang shifted his body, his leg shot out like a shooting star, leaping to the side. Zhang Xun’s strike naturally was doomed to miss, but this was all within Zhang Xun’s expectations.

His combat experience was extremely rich, and with Demonic Qi infused within his body, his strength and power had greatly increased.

Therefore, when he landed, Zhang Xun harnessed the momentum to surge forward. In merely an instant, he reached in front of Wang Yang. However, there was not even a trace of panic in Wang Yang’s eyes.

On the contrary, one hand gently brushed against the surface of Zhang Xun’s fist. Wang Yang’s strike wasn’t very forceful, but he had exerted a bit of subtle inner strength.

Since his arrival here, the Spiritual Power inside of Wang Yang had not brought him overwhelming physical strength, but as it gently scoured his flesh, it granted him an indescribable level of control.

Furthermore, now his Divine Thought was gradually altering his physical body, allowing him to achieve an extreme level of control over it.

With full control over his body, Wang Yang’s every blow was imbued with tremendous power; some subtle inner strengths were utterly unpredictable.

Although Zhang Xun’s structure was no longer that of an ordinary person, Wang Yang’s tactics still had a definite effect on him.

Zhang Xun furrowed his brows. Each time he came into contact with Wang Yang, the circulation of Demonic Qi in his body would slow down for a moment, and only after they separated would it return to normal.

Wang Yang felt the force on Zhang Xun’s hands weakening and realized the Demonic Qi still had to follow the basic rules of this world and could only flow along Zhang Xun’s meridians as before.

The range in which the Demonic Qi had altered the meridians did focus on that aspect. However, now most of that alteration was about simplifying unnecessary pathways, to fortify and enhance the essential routes.

But at this moment, Wang Yang had roughly grasped Zhang Xun’s condition. Although weapons were deadly, they didn’t demonstrate one’s true level of skill—only barehanded martial arts did.

Wang Yang’s left hand struck Zhang Xun like a crane catching a fish. Zhang Xun felt his circulation of Demonic Qi become sluggish and extremely uncomfortable, as if he was jolted awake from a deep sleep.

However, this was just the beginning. Wang Yang’s hands fluttered up and down like butterflies weaving through flowers, leaving Zhang Xun disoriented and dizzy. And when Zhang Xun’s arms vibrated to shake off Wang Yang, Wang Yang had no intention of obliging.

Respect is one thing, but when it comes to combat, it’s a matter of life and death. In such situations, neither party holds back.

Wang Yang’s movements were agile. Zhang Xun tried several times to strike Wang Yang, but every time, he just missed as Wang Yang slipped away like an eel.

This vexed Zhang Xun. But once a gentleman makes a promise, it’s hard to chase him back on it—not even death would lead to regret.

Zhang Xun began to defend himself, bracing his arms against the spots he felt numbness; those were the areas that most hindered the circulation of his Demonic Qi.

In Wang Yang’s eyes, such weaknesses were nowhere to hide. Zhang Xun’s strength came from the Demonic Qi in his body, and with its circulation reduced, the support it provided to Zhang Xun also became significantly weaker.

Consequently, if the current situation persisted, Zhang Xun’s defeat was certain. However, Li Feng wouldn’t simply comply with Wang Yang’s intentions. Li Feng saw among countless Demons and Monsters, the area occupied by Wang Yang and Zhang Xun on the battlefield formed a circle.

The Demons and Monsters deliberately avoided it, while the Qingzhou troops fought ever more bravely. Human strength has its limits, but it’s important to note that these Demons and Monsters were all flawed products.

Their strength was even inferior to their living selves. Though numerous, they weren’t created for combat. If offensive Demons and Monsters, as powerful as Zhang Xun, were created, an unimaginable amount of Demonic Qi would be consumed, which was naturally impossible.

Li Feng gestured, and a shadow from under his command emerged with a Long Spear, while the guard and palace maid who had turned into Demons and Monsters all wore expressions of terror as if they had seen something extremely frightening.

Only Li Feng knew what that was. If Zhang Xun were here with his eyesight enhanced by the Demonic Qi, he too would recognize it, and Zhang Xun certainly had his suspicions.

As Wang Yang became familiar with the flow of Demonic Qi in Zhang Xun’s body, his attacks grew even more ferocious, each motion carrying a semblance of Immortal Qi with it.

It wasn’t an illusion. The martial arts that should have been akin to a brute’s were executed by Wang Yang with the finesse of a peerless Immortal, reminiscent of the brilliant splendor of the moon in the Nine Heavens.

The heaven and earth spiritual power that Wang Yang had absorbed into his body began to integrate at an even faster pace, and the white specks invisible to ordinary people raced toward him.

Wang Yang naturally felt the increase in strength, and as the Demonic Qi intensified, the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth steadily rose as well, enabling Wang Yang to exhibit even greater power.

It must be understood that even darkness needs nature’s spiritual energy to continuously thrive.

At such times, it’s necessary to first transform the surrounding environment, for without the support of Demonic Qi, the Demons and Monsters would hardly be able to survive.

Therefore, the increasingly easy-going aura Wang Yang felt was precisely this situation. Zhang Xun, pressed step by step by Wang Yang, had almost reached the gates within Shouchun City.

Crack!

Wang Yang felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and the back of his head exploded as if something was behind him.

Wang Yang instinctively dodged to the side.

A long spear that was 80 to 90 percent similar to the one Zhang Xun had used earlier appeared in front of Wang Yang, and despite dodging it, he was still terrified by the black light gleaming on the spearhead.

If that attack had hit, Wang Yang feared he would’ve been unable to continue living, as the blow carried significant force. However, Zhang Xun was currently to the left of Li Xiu.

Wang Yang was constantly aware of Zhang Xun’s location, and based on the properties of the Demonic Qi within Zhang Xun’s body, there shouldn’t have been the ability to manipulate objects through the air.

Wang Yang looked at the long spear, and at its end, there was a mass of armor-wearing black Qi wielding the spear, a trail of black Qi lingering above the armor.

The spear in hand pointed at Wang Yang as if provoking him.

"A demonized object?"

It was unexpected that the Demonic Qi had grown to such a degree. It’s known that demonized people and Demons and Monsters, even when they become influential, are not too serious a problem. United, the world can erase them one day.

If demonized objects became the norm, then for the Three Kingdoms, it would be nearly impossible to resist. Not to mention various weapons, but any object in a household, even a table, could potentially become a carrier of Demonic Qi.

Zhang Xun was somewhat displeased; although he was close to defeat, he didn’t want anyone to interfere with his upcoming battle. This was, after all, his showdown with Wang Yang.

However, that piece of armor seemed somewhat familiar to him. Zhang Xun’s gaze shifted to the armor, and upon closer inspection, he realized that the autonomously moving object was actually his own armor.

This was something Zhang Xun had not anticipated at all; the armor unceremoniously disassembled itself in midair.

Wang Yang had just attempted to intercept the pieces of armor in the air.

But he was a step too slow; the armor reassembled itself on Zhang Xun, and his defenses, now enhanced by the armor, easily deflected Wang Yang’s attacks.

This left Wang Yang choking up, as his previously smooth offensive suddenly slowed. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to be adjusting his state.

"Wang Yang, this battle seems like it can’t continue fairly," Zhang Xun’s face twisted somewhat, his hands moving in stark contrast to his expression. He consciously tried to resist the control being exerted by the armor, but for some reason, it was entirely futile.

As for Li Feng, who was prepared to unite the land, he of course had measures to counter Zhang Xun, who might contend with him in the future.

Although it was Demon Li Feng who had transformed these objects into Demons and Monsters.

He had never anticipated that the armor on Zhang Xun would be exceptionally powerful.