Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 526 - 532: Let Out an Italian Fart? (Fourth Update)

Chapter 526: Chapter 532: Let Out an Italian Fart? (Fourth Update)

When Fang Zhongjian was holding the Unblemished Sword, Yang Zhen felt a wave of joy from the Great Missing Sword inside his storage ring. The unique laughter of the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was ringing in Yang Zhen’s ears. It seemed to be joyfully indulging in something, much like the sensation of swallowing saliva.

Could it be that the Great Missing Sword wanted to consume the Unblemished Sword?

Yang Zhen stared at the Unblemished Sword in Fang Zhongjian’s hand with a strange look on his face. The sword could slice through iron as if it were mud, truly a remarkable weapon. Furthermore, as Fang Zhongjian had said, this sword was indeed no ordinary sacred weapon. Even within the domain of sacred weapons, it was likely an elite.

With an eerie energy enveloping Master Tie, a solemn look suddenly appeared on his face. As his hands moved, countless inscriptions of talent swept across the entire tea house, transforming into a long sword in mid-air and rushing towards the Unblemished Sword in Fang Zhongjian’s hand.

Boom——!

A loud, earth-shattering explosion echoed, leaving everyone present speechless.

The Unblemished Sword, deservedly a sacred weapon, held its own in the hands of Fang Zhongjian, who was in the early stage of the Mahayana Phase, against Master Tie from the peak of the Mahayana Phase. It even appeared to be doing this with ease.

It was clear that Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei, with the Unblemished Sword in hand, came prepared and were fearless.

However, everyone underestimated Master Tie. Just as they all thought the Unblemished Sword was about to destroy the sky-filled talent inscriptions, Master Tie suddenly snorted. With a wave of his hand, a furious wave of talent energy rolled up like a tide, carrying a terrifying power, and rushed towards Fang Zhongjian.

The face of Fang Zhongjian changed dramatically, but he dared not dodge the attack, despite the enhanced brilliance of the Unblemished Sword in his hand. He had no choice but to turn to Lu Tianwei and say, “Brother Lu!”

Lu Tianwei laughed lightly and said, “Brother Fang, rest assured, as I said, go ahead and act as you see fit!”

As soon as his words fell, a weapon that was neither a sword nor a knife appeared in Lu Tianwei’s hand. Amidst a deafening sound, a terrifying wave of energy split and surged towards the talent energy wave in mid-air.

“Bastards, two against one, I’ll fight you to the death!”

Luoluo suddenly jumped up, her body exploding with endless waves of energy. Like a bolt of lightning, her figure surged towards Lu Tianwei.

“Luoluo!”

The face of Master Tie changed, and he swung his hand urgently. A series of terrifying talent inscriptions surrounded Lu Tianwei and Fang Zhongjian like a wave.

The terrifying waves of energy roared like a dragon, and the deafening roar caused all the surrounding tables and chairs to explode into dust. Amidst the rolling waves and dust, a small figure with a flickering electric light in her hand rushed towards Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei.

Although Luoluo was young, she was a practitioner in the Tribulation Crossing Period. The wave of energy that burst from her hands caused the faces of Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei to change.

However, instead of retreating, they both exchanged a glance and laughed, teasing looks in their eyes.

A weird-looking True Essence cannon appeared in Fang Zhongjian’s hand, and he laughed, “Old man, the life of your grandson is the price for your stubbornness!”

Hum——!

A wave of energy capable of destroying heaven and earth came from the True Essence cannon. Everyone’s faces instantly turned extremely pale.

Just in an instant, the True Essence cannon in Fang Zhongjian’s hand had gathered so much Heaven and Earth True Essence that it left everyone present terrified. Even Master Tie’s face drastically changed. He let out a roar and slammed his hands hard onto the ground.

Rumble——!

Waves of energy rolled up from the ground. Countless waves of earth energy rushed towards Fang Zhongjian, but to no avail.

Fang Zhongjian snorted, jumping into mid-air. The Heaven and Earth True Essence congealed in the mouth of the True Essence cannon disappeared with a hum. The next moment, it was time for the True Essence cannon to explode.

All of these happened in a flash. Master Tie’s response was not slow, but how could it be faster than the True Essence cannon?

Luoluo still had momentum, completely exposed under Fang Zhongjian’s True Essence Cannon. As she hastily lifted her head, she was met with Fang Zhongjian’s grimacing, half-smiling expression.

Quiet, deathly quiet.

Inside the entire tea house, other than Master Tie’s furious roars and frantic charges towards Luoluo, there wasn’t any other sound.

“Die!”

Fang Zhongjian laughed heartily, his facial expression almost hysterical. The True Essence Cannon in his hand, no, it should be called the Italian Cannon, emitted a small spark with a ‘puff’ sound like a faint fart, which didn’t even stretch out a foot before it disappeared without a trace.

Thump!

Fang Zhongjian fell on the ground, staring dumbfounded at the mouth of the cannon. There wasn’t a trace of True Essence fluctuation left. He involuntarily turned to look at Lu Tianwei.

“What…what happened? Did it malfunction?”

Lu Tianwei looked just as confused, even more so, than Fang Zhongjian. He approached, hesitatingly said, “This shouldn’t happen!”

“Shouldn’t it?” Fang Zhongjian’s face was livid with anger. He glared at Lu Tianwei and said, “Lu Tianwei, is this the Italian Cannon that you said could wipe out all those black puppets in a single blast?”

“What?” Luoluo was shocked. Facing death, her face had never changed, but now when she heard the words ‘Italian Cannon’, she turned pale and gasped, “Yang Zhen’s Italian Cannon, how is it in your hands?”

Furious, Fang Zhongjian handed the malfunctioning Italian Cannon back to Lu Tianwei, saying coldly, “Lu Tianwei, don’t tell me Yang Zhen tricked you. This thing, how could it possibly burst out the power you described. It’s ridiculous!”

Master Tie reached Luoluo’s side and looked angrily at Fang Zhongjian. His poised and careful demeanor was entirely gone. He looked as if he wanted to tear Fang Zhongjian into pieces.

Fang Zhongjian stared coldly at Master Tie and said, “Master Tie, today’s incident was just an accident. Don’t think I can’t handle both of you. Even without the Italian Cannon, I could easily take your lives.”

“You are welcome to try!” Master Tie’s eyes flashed with a murderous light as he shielded Luoluo behind him.

In the teahouse, a group of Practitioners stared dumbfounded at the bizarre scene before them. An Italian Cannon with such concentrated and violent Heaven and Earth True Essence finally just let out… a fart?

Looking at Fang Zhongjian’s embarrassed expression, everyone wanted to laugh but held back, letting out somewhat suppressed laughter. Even Lu Tianwei’s face fluctuated darkly.

“Impossible, I’ve personally used the Italian Cannon before, and it can unleash power comparable to a peak attack at the Mahayana Phase. How could it suddenly become ineffective?”

“Heh, can Yang Zhen’s invention be relied upon?” Fang Zhongjian’s Unblemished Sword suddenly emitted a series of green lights. He spoke in a deep voice, “Enough with the nonsense, kill these two people quickly. We have to head to the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain to meet up with Apprentice Brother Li.”

Lu Tianwei took a deep breath and shook his head, “No, there’s definitely something wrong. Brother Fang, step back and let me try the power of the Italian Cannon again.”

Without letting Fang Zhongjian speak, Lu Tianwei lifted the Italian Cannon again.

Master Tie looked at Lu Tianwei disdainfully, while Luoluo’s face turned pale. She hurriedly pulled Master Tie away to dodge.

“I said…hey, you are playing with this Sao Saint’s invention in front of the Sao Saint himself, and you even want to harm the Sao Saint’s little sister, isn’t that a bit too much?”

Yang Zhen slowly stood up, his eyes constantly fixed on the Unblemished Sword in Fang Zhongjian’s hand.

Feeling the information coming from the Great Missing Sword, Yang Zhen suddenly had an idea. He wondered what interesting things would happen if he incorporated this Unblemished Sword into the Great Missing Sword?

“Who?” Lu Tianwei’s face suddenly turned pale. He stared intently at Yang Zhen, who was wearing a conical hat. Apparently, he found the voice familiar, which shocked him.