Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 363: Chapter 370: Heavenly Book! Seeing the Heavenly Book again! (Fifth update)

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Would everything be clear once the sword was drawn?

Yang Zhen looked at Hua Youyue with hesitation, failing to understand the connection between drawing or not drawing his sword, and his inability to comprehend the aura on Han Yan er.

Yet, indeed, the aura on Han Yan’er had significantly changed from when Yang Zhen first met her in Ice Martial City, to such an extent that he could hardly distinguish it.

Strictly speaking, it’s not that he couldn’t distinguish it. Yang Zhen simply couldn’t calculate, for Han Yan’er’s aura resembled a complex math problem, leaving him utterly baffled and confused.

At this point, Ning Wuque, furious to the point of laughter, clearly seething with anger, pointed his sword at Han Yan’er and declared loudly, “This works too. While the inheritance hasn’t taken hold yet, let me see if this Dao idiot whose fame has skyrocketed these days is truly deserving of his reputation!”

Hum ’.

Ning Wuque’s long sword gave a dragon-like roar. Even without the utilization of True Essence, the sword intent it held still drastically changed everyone’s expressions.

Even Yang Zhen gave a soft gasp, surprisedly looking at Ning Wuque, commenting, “Oh dear, this lad’s swordsmanship has advanced tremendously in just a few days.”

Ning wuque burst into laughter, clearly having heard Yang Zhen’s words and sneered, “I must thank this Forbidden Land of Life. As I can’t utilize True Essence, I focused all my energy on swordsmanship. Now my understanding of the Sword Dao is way beyond your comprehension!

The surrounding crowd exclaimed, the look of disbelief was clear on everyone’s faces. Especially those who prided themselves as sword masters, their faces turned grim and their expressions darkened.

“Without relying on any True Essence, he managed to manifest such sword intent. Ning Wuque truly crafted his own path in the Sword Dao.

“Unbelievable! The talent of young master Ning is extraordinary. Whenever his sword technique is displayed, even if it’s not directed against me, I feel as if I am lost in the vast ocean.”

“Such swordsmanship is indeed a threat to the little girl. It’s a pity, such a delicate girl, is she going to lose her life?”

Amid the buzz of the crowd, Ning Wuque’s face became increasingly proud. With the humming of the sword, he appeared like a celestial swordsman and pointed his sword at Han Yan’er, saying, “What are you waiting for, waiting is pointless. Hurry up and draw your sword. My opponent is Yang Zhen!

Hearing Ning Wuque’s words, Han Yan’er shook her head, slowly lifting her sword to point at Ning Wuque, and replied: “No, Yang Zhen is my opponent.”

Hum !

A soft hum sounded, startling everyone present. They racked their brains, wondering, “What just happened?”

Within the humming of the sword, countless invisible waves converged from all directions. Everyone was in awe, feeling as if they were the target of Wan Jian’s numerous blades, their faces were full of horror and bewilderment. Ning Wuque’s face drastically changed too. The converging aura gradually swirled around Han Yan’er’s head. The direction it pointed was exactly where he stood, which made his sword-holding hand start to tremble.

A sword master’s trembling hand showed fear, everyone understood what that meant. Obviously, Ning Wuque comprehended this as well.

“No, it can’t be!” Ning Wuque’s face changed constantly, he stepped back a couple of paces in disbelief, staring at the blade in Han Yan’er’s hand. Yang Zhen’s focus was different from Ning Wuque’s. His gaze was fixed on Han Yan’er’s long legs. Such legs on a blue planet would make every young lady too shy to showcase their beloved legs in the summer.

Feeling this invisible aura, Yang Zhen was suddenly taken aback, he looked up at Han Yan’er and almost blurted out, “Heavenly Book!”

Indeed, the aura on Han Yan’er was identical to the one emanating from the Heavenly Book.

-No wonder it felt familiar, yet indescribable. It turns out it’s the aura of the Heavenly Book. Where did this Dao idiot get a Heavenly Book from?”

Upon realizing that the aura on Han Yan’er was the Heavenly Book’s, rather than feeling envious, Yang Zhen was somewhat relieved.

Damn, thankfully he wasn’t the one who ended up with this Heavenly Book, otherwise, wouldn’t it be exhausting to learn?

Yang Zhen, who had already excelled in receiving nine years of compulsory education, really didn’t want to study the world’s most profound subject, mathematics, again.

The aura radiating from Han Yan’er gave Yang Zhen the feeling of seeing extravagant mathematical symbols and complex formulas.

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s voice, Han Yan’er was taken aback and turned to look at Yang Zhen with surprise, about to speak…

“Dao idiot, you’re too arrogant!”

Ning Wuque’s face went livid. In his rage, he roared and, suddenly, countless sword lights shook from his longsword, charging towards Han Yan’er. “Dammit, this shameless thing!” Yang Zhen’s eyes widened, wearing a face of contempt.

Everyone’s expressions changed wildly. Nobody expected Ning Wuque to choose a surprise attack, showing just how unconfident he was.

After hearing Ning Wuque’s roar, Han Yan’er looked deeply at Yang Zhen. Her longsword hummed while mysterious symbols appeared in the air, like sword lights. The power surged, and they were incredibly sharp.

Once those symbols appeared, Yang Zhen’s face was filled with bewilderment. It was like when he was in college and the math teacher quickly chalked out a series of solution steps that he couldn’t even recognize on the blackboard. “Dammit, it’s so profound. Even this Sao Saint wouldn’t want the Heavenly

Book.”

Zing– !

The sound of clashing weapons rang out. Han Yan’er and Ning Wuque crossed paths, switching places in a blink of an eye.

Both of them stood still, as if they hadn’t clashed at all. In reality, they were just too quick. Most of the audience couldn’t react to their speed. Only a few managed to see the whole process clearly.

Yang Zhen took a sharp breath, looking at Han Yan’er with a shocked and doubtful expression. “Heavenly Book Star Art Chapter?” he asked.

Han Yan’er seemed shaken. She turned and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. “You know about the Heavenly Book?”

More than just knowing, Yang Zhen had two parts of it on him. One was the Heavenly Book Principles Chapter, the other was the Heavenly Book Ksitigarbha Chapter.

Spit– !

Ning Wuque spat out a mouthful of blood. With a horrified look, he slowly turned around to look at Han Yan’er, then at Yang Zhen. Seeing that the two were still sizing each other up, he staggered a bit, then turned and fled.

Han Yan’er was about to give chase, but Yang Zhen waved his hand dismissively. “That’s enough. Don’t bother. He’ll spend his whole life like this, pretentious and short-sighted.”

Hearing Yang Zhen’s comments, everyone present felt stupefied.

Ning Wuque, prodigious disciple of Beigu Institute, is just a wall of mud that can’t be helped up, in the eyes of this bastard Yang Zhen… His arrogance knew no bounds.

“Where did you get the Heavenly Book?” Yang Zhen asked curiously.

Han Yan’er sheathed her sword and walked up to Yang Zhen. Suddenly, her expression changed. “You have it too?”

Yang Zhen cracked a smile, looked Han Yan’er up and down focusing on her… long legs, and coughed slightly. “Little Dao idiot, you’ve got a long way to go if you’re going to catch up to this Sao Saint.

As he spoke, Yang Zhen leaned in towards Han Yan’er’s ear and whispered, “This Sao Saint not only has one, but two chapters!”

-What?” Han Yan’er stumbled backward, glared at Yang Zhen and bit her hp. “I… I won’t give up.”

Yang Zhen chuckled, just about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.

Boom——- !

in the valley, a terrifying wave of energy suddenly erupted and swept towards all directions at a terrifying speed. The wave kicked up dust and stones, creating massive waves of air that left everyone unstable. The rascal cat and the naughty rooster huddled together and were blown away, crash-landing into the mountain after covering hundreds of feet.

Yang Zhen covered his face with his sleeve, and swore, “Dammit, this is like Hollywood level special effects..”