Chapter 295: Even a Single Avatar Rivals the Life-and-Death Realm

"It's actually the 【Overlord Meridians】!"

Meng Zhangqing's eyes brightened.

As everyone knows,

human talent cannot compare to physique and bloodline.

They are completely on different levels.

But nothing is absolute.

Some talents are extremely powerful, able to infinitely approach the level of physique.

The 【Overlord Meridians】 is one of them.

It manifests specifically in the meridians.

Compared to ordinary people, the owner's meridians are much thicker and tougher, almost ten times or more than normal!

Therefore, even if one recklessly circulates true essence, there is no need to worry about damaging the meridians.

Additionally, the speed of true essence circulation far exceeds that of others.

Perhaps while others have just activated their true essence, he has already completed the execution of a martial technique.

Moreover, the meridians contain a mysterious substance!

Any power flowing through these meridians will be amplified!

"It's like a constant 【Linglong Great Luo Sky】."

Meng Zhangqing recalled the relevant content.

He just didn't know the specific degree of amplification.

But since Han Luoyu has always held the top spot, the amplification must be quite high.

"I must obtain this talent."

Meng Zhangqing was truly tempted.

With this talent, the boost to one's strength would be enormous, enormous.

However, the difficulty of adding Han Luoyu as a friend is truly not low.

Although this person's expression was calm, arrogance floated in his eyes, as if he did not place his peers among martial artists in his eyes.

In fact, among the geniuses present, except for Lan Chan and the Shi brothers, all of them, to some extent, had this mindset.

Young and vigorous.

Extremely arrogant.

So to become friends with such a person,

there is only one way!

To display strength even more domineering than theirs!

To completely subdue them!

To make them know what it means to be like the sun at its zenith, with the blue sky above!

As he pondered,

the entire Sect Master's Hall trembled slightly.

Immediately, the void ahead was seen to distort.

Footsteps could be faintly heard coming from within.

The next second,

a figure suddenly appeared.

Boom!

An suffocating sense of pressure surged forth!

Everyone felt a heaviness as if bearing a mountain.

Whether in body or spirit!

"Do you intend to demolish the Sect Master's Hall?"

The Grand Elder's figure swayed, then stabilized, before speaking coldly.

"My apologies. I have made a breakthrough but have not yet fully mastered it."

The figure hurriedly retracted all his aura and smiled slightly.

Everyone immediately felt as if they had been granted a great reprieve.

They all looked up.

And gazed at the newcomer.

This existence in the sect who was always very mysterious!

The Zhang Sect!

Before the throne,

stood a middle-aged man in a gray robe.

His temples were streaked with gray, and he wore a faint beard.

His figure was tall and straight.

However, at his left shoulder, it was empty, with only the sleeve remaining.

As he stood there, he possessed an illusory quality, as if he did not exist in this world.