Chapter 370: The Noble Young Master of a Great Clan!

Seeing the situation was not good, Ning Zhuo could only switch to defense.

Frost Fist!

Hanzhou's left fist struck straight, bringing bone-chilling cold air, heading straight for Ning Zhuo's chest with lightning speed.

Ning Zhuo hurriedly crossed his hands to set up a defense.

Bang.

With a muffled sound, Ning Zhuo retreated several large steps.

Hanzhou's fist was blocked by him, but the fist wind still penetrated through the defense and infiltrated Ning Zhuo's body.

Bitter Cold Qi!

Hanzhou followed closely, his pace changed, his left leg raised high, and he spun to kick.

Old Cold Leg!

The leg wind was sharp, heading straight for Ning Zhuo's face. Ning Zhuo dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding it, but Hanzhou quickly changed his move, and his right fist was like electricity, slamming into Ning Zhuo's side ribs.

Ning Zhuo took a punch, and his stance suddenly loosened.

If it were before the special training, he would have definitely embarked on the path of defeat. But after the special training, his heart tightened, he gritted his teeth to guard his gate, took a few hits hard, and always maintained his stance without completely collapsing.

Every punch of Hanzhou was powerful, shaking Ning Zhuo's arms numb.

Hanzhou suddenly lowered his body, and his right leg swept fiercely.

Old Cold Leg!

Ning Zhuo's legs were hit, his figure unstable, and he staggered backward.

Hanzhou took advantage of the situation, both fists came out together, one high and one low; the high road went straight for Ning Zhuo's face, and the low road went straight for Ning Zhuo's chest.

Ning Zhuo only guarded the high road, the low road was pierced through, and his chest was hit squarely by the fist wind, directly flying out.

He flew backward for a distance of one zhang, adjusted his posture in the air, and when he landed, his soles rubbed against the floor tiles, dragging for a while.

He bent slightly, adjusted his center of gravity, and finally did not fall to the ground.

"Good fists and feet." He spat out a mouthful of blood, smiled at Hanzhou, and gave heartfelt praise.

Seeing Ning Zhuo spit blood, Lin Shanshan frowned, her heart lifted.

Sun Lingtong in the mechanical swimming dragon was also watching the battle, and seeing this, he giggled, "Little Zhuo, your fists and feet really need to be practiced diligently."

Sun Lingtong was an evil cultivator, and his training of Ning Zhuo had always been tough.

Just spitting some blood, in his eyes, was nothing at all!

Hanzhou walked slowly toward Ning Zhuo, shook his head slightly, and showed disappointment, "Fellow Daoist Ning, if you are only at this level, then the winner today will definitely be me."

"Your close-combat kung fu still needs improvement. This shortcoming is very obvious and will definitely be targeted by others in the future."

Ning Zhuo nodded, "Brother Hanzhou is right. Fist and foot kung fu is exactly the project I have been training for in the last few days; it was even worse before."

"Thank you, Brother Hanzhou, for letting me try my fists and feet."

"Next, I am going to use a part of my strength, please be careful!"

Hanzhou's eyes lit up, "I am waiting, please feel free to display it."

The next moment, Ning Zhuo took out six mechanical floating hands from his storage belt.

Once the floating hands were released, they immediately flew into the sky, constantly wandering around Hanzhou.

Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and began to crazily cast Five Elements spells.

Flames, golden blades, vines, earth spikes, water waves... a large number of spells were cast in turns, and the violent spell offensive converged in one place, like brilliant fireworks during a festival.

Gorgeous, deadly!

The onlookers were in an uproar.

"Ning Zhuo actually has such attainments in Five Elements spells! How old is he?"

"Did he start practicing spells from his mother's womb?"

"No, this is definitely not a simple Five Elements spell. The spells rotate with each other, constantly generating and restraining each other, melting and decomposing, fully utilizing the power of each round of spells. What kind of cultivation technique does he practice? He can actually change the Five Elements so easily!"

Even Lin Shanshan, who knew some of Ning Zhuo's background, showed shock at this moment.

Only then did she know that on the first day of special training, Ning Zhuo had reserved a lot of strength when casting spells in front of her.

"Is this what he looks like when he goes all out?" Lin Shanshan's eyes locked on the white-clothed young man in the field, whose focused and handsome face looked even more charming under the reflection of the five-colored magic light.

For a time, the image of Ning Zhuo casting spells was deeply imprinted in Lin Shanshan's heart.

Not only her, but the audience also firmly remembered Ning Zhuo in their amazement.

"Although his fist and foot kung fu is a bit weak, his attainments in spells are quite profound!"

"Based on this strength alone, Cave Dwelling No. 281 will definitely not be his limit."

"He should deserve a better cave dwelling."

"Don't be busy, you seem to have forgotten Hanzhou's Bitter Cold Qi."

"Ning Zhuo is only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, but Hanzhou is a cultivator at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. As long as Hanzhou is not defeated, as long as he persists, Ning Zhuo's magic power cannot outlast him."

Everyone was talking a lot.

There were still many discerning people.

Although Ning Zhuo cast spells with all his might, suppressing Hanzhou and making him only passively defend in place.

But such a wild offensive by Ning Zhuo consumed his own magic power extremely heavily!

He only had the cultivation base of the early stage of Foundation Establishment; by comparison, Hanzhou was at the late stage, and the latter was stronger in foundation.

As everyone predicted, as time passed, Ning Zhuo's aura quickly became low, and the bombardment of Five Elements spells quickly shrank.

Hanzhou, who had been passively beaten and constantly enduring, finally found an opportunity to counterattack.

Whoosh!

The biting cold air surged out crazily from his body, greatly weakening the power of the Five Elements spells.

He was like a green sharp blade flying out of an ice field, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced in front of Ning Zhuo!

"Ah!" Lin Shanshan couldn't help but exclaim.

The onlookers around her also let out low exclamations.

But Lin Bufan, who had been watching the battle until now, saw Lin Shanshan's reaction, and his heart sank slightly, having a bad premonition.

The huge suffering qi shrouded over, and Ning Zhuo seemed to be in an ice and snow world, trapped in a vast and boundless terrifying blizzard.

Ning Zhuo's entire body and mind were about to be frozen, "watching" Hanzhou's fingers pierce straight toward his brow.

If this were pierced, his forehead would definitely be penetrated, and he would be seriously injured and dying!

But at the critical moment, Hanzhou took the initiative to change direction, aiming only at Ning Zhuo's shoulder.

However, his confident full-strength blow was deflected by the oil film light shield that suddenly appeared on Ning Zhuo's body.

He and Ning Zhuo brushed past each other!

Oil-Smooth Talisman!!

The spiritual talisman that Ning Jiufan gave to Ning Zhuo for self-protection was not something that could only be used once.

The Oil-Smooth Talisman had its own spirituality; feeling that the cultivator was about to be hit hard, it immediately activated on its own, successfully protecting Ning Zhuo.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then in an uproar again.

"Did I not perceive it wrong?"

"Golden Core aura! This is a Golden Core-level talisman!"

"Ning Zhuo has such a trump card, so what if he doesn't know any fist and foot kung fu at all?"

"Since he has such means, why did he have to engage in close-combat fighting with Hanzhou before?"

Some people were quite speechless.

If Ning Zhuo had shown this talisman at the beginning of the battle, it would have been over long ago.

No one would think that Hanzhou would win!

Hanzhou was a beggar, tattered, relying only on his own cultivation technique and fists and feet. But even if it were other cultivators, using various magic tools, it would be extremely difficult to break through a Golden Core-level defensive talisman.

Hanzhou also had self-knowledge; he used his means to examine Ning Zhuo's whole body and determined that the Oil-Smooth Talisman was quite durable.

He took the initiative to stop and admitted defeat directly.

Ning Zhuo said, "Ashamed, I used the protective talisman of my family's elders, which was not my original intention. It is really because Brother Hanzhou, your strength is so strong that I could not continue to suppress the spiritual talisman, letting it activate on its own."

"This battle is not my own strength, why not consider it a draw?"

Hanzhou raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Zhuo seriously. He could feel the latter's full sincerity, but still shook his head, "A win is a win, a loss is a loss. The talismans and magic tools you possess are all part of your strength. Relying on such things to win is reasonable."

"In this battle, I lost!"

After speaking, Hanzhou bowed and walked out of the sparring arena with a staggering gait.

"Won!" Lin Shanshan subconsciously clenched her fists, jumping for joy in her heart.

Ning Zhuo sighed, turned around in low spirits, and also exited the sparring arena.

The audience communicated with each other; many were regular cultivators of the Small Contention Peak. They began to evaluate the combat power of Ning Zhuo, this newcomer.

"As expected of a young master of a big family, with a Golden Core-level protective spiritual talisman, who can threaten him?"

"Only people like Lai Wuying, perhaps."

"Ordinary cultivators will not be his opponents at all. His spells are extremely skilled and can make Hanzhou suffer quite a bit."

Lin Bufan withdrew his gaze, and before leaving, he saw Lin Shanshan following Ning Zhuo and walking over.

"Golden Core-level protective spiritual talisman... the Ning family of Fire Persimmon Immortal City?"

Lin Bufan began to attach importance to Ning Zhuo.

Although the other party was a junior, his background was not small. Possessing a Golden Core-level protective spiritual talisman showed that he was cared for and focused on cultivation in his family.

Even Lin Bufan valued Ning Zhuo, let alone others.

For a time, news about Ning Zhuo flew all over the Myriad Medicine Valley, and everyone knew that a young master of a big family with a deep background should not be easily provoked!