The first thousand and twenty-six chapters hit the foundation
In a sense, he did not die at the hands of Lan Yue, but at the hands of greed.
I thought I could kill Zhang Cheng, but instead of killing Zhang Cheng, I ended up risking my own life.
Lan Yue's figure reappeared. Next to Yuan Chen's body, Yuan Chen's body was a little shriveled. That was because most of the blood had been drained.
Then, she turned around and saw Zhang Cheng leaning against a big tree with his shoulder more than thirty meters away, with blood on his mouth, and a hand reaching out to Yuan Chen.
The last blow, sucking blood, was naturally Zhang Cheng's strong support of his body and a full blow against him.
Although this blow killed the surviving veteran of the Yan family, Zhang Cheng also felt as if he had run out of energy. His face was pale and purple, and as he used the field, his fingers were trembling slightly and his legs were shaking.
"Finally, kill him." Zhang Cheng's face was covered with sweat, and finally he couldn't hold on any longer, so he slowly sat down with his back against the big tree.
"Hey, what do you mean?" Lan Yue was very angry, her eyes burning with anger.
"I'm helping you." Zhang Cheng knew why she was angry.
"He is my prey. Even without your help, I can kill him with one or two swords." Lan Yue said coldly.
"Isn't this just in case? I know this man. He is the veteran of the Yan family. He comes from the sky. He is very powerful. He is especially good at speed and has amazing reflexes. If he slows down a little, he will run away. Also,
I'm also afraid that someone else will pick him up." Zhang Cheng has read the information provided by Zhao Yeji and already knows some details about the twelve elders of the Yan family. Most of them are from Cangtian and have a close relationship with Cangtian.
"Hmph, if he hadn't been lucky enough to avoid the vital point, my first blow would have killed him." Lan Yue also knew that he was telling the truth, but she was very unconvinced and very dissatisfied with Zhang Cheng's intervention.
Zhang Cheng smiled and was noncommittal. He knew that she was telling the truth, but on the other hand, it was also her strength. His reaction speed was indeed very fast, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to resist Yi Er Lan Yue.
The horrific assassination.
If it had been another person, he would have been dead with one fatal blow!
From this battle, he could see that Lan Yue's current strength is more than terrifying. It is more than ten times stronger than it was in the Siberian training camp. This person has grown so fast that he is almost on par with him, or even better.
And nothing less.
If there was no blood-sucking field, Zhang Cheng estimated that even she would have a hard time being his opponent. It would have been very difficult to defeat Lan Yue again with that kind of tactics back then.
Even so, if Zhang Cheng faced Lan Yue, he would only be 50% sure at most.
And if it was an assassination attack without prior knowledge and without any precautions, then he would be dead.
Fortunately, this woman is on my side. Zhang Cheng is thinking about how to keep her forever. With her joining, the strength of Yongbao as a whole will increase a lot.
Half an hour later, more than a dozen people came from Yongbao.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Zhang Cheng's obviously injured appearance, they asked hurriedly.
"I don't have much to do." Zhang Cheng tried his best to speak calmly, but it still caused him to cough. "You guys take care of this place and take these people back. By the way, especially that guy, you must keep a close eye on him. Don't let him
Even if he runs away, we can't let him die."
He pointed at Pan Youwei. In the fierce battle just now, Yuan Chen could not take care of Pan Youwei. He had already thrown Pan Youwei aside and fell unconscious on the ground.
"Yes, boss."
More than ten people came and they immediately followed the boss's instructions.
After another two hours, they returned to the training ground.
In an office, Lan Yue frowned and said, "Don't worry, I think there's something wrong with you."
"The injury is so serious, of course something is wrong." Zhang Cheng endured the pain and replied.
"let me see."
Lan Yue walked over, grabbed his wrist without any explanation, and felt his pulse. Suddenly, she was surprised: "The pulse is void. This is a characteristic of a half-dead person."
At this point, her face darkened, and she added: "But it seems that you can still walk freely. It's really bad. You have injured your foundation, and the injury is very serious. I thought it was just an internal injury at first, but it seems that you took care of it at first."
The foundation is damaged.”
"Yes, my foundation was injured in the first place. During this period, I tried my best to recuperate and restore my foundation. High-rise buildings are rising from the ground. Once my foundation is injured, it may never get better again, or even cut off my future martial arts future. But
What I didn't expect was that when I met the elders of the Yan family this time, they were not ordinary people. They had amazing strength and superb martial arts. I just suffered a blow from him head-on. Not only was it serious internal injuries, but the foundation that was originally injured was seriously injured this time.
Loss, that’s the tricky part.”
Zhang Cheng said slowly, "Later, I forced myself to use the realm to give him a fatal blow, which caused the injury to worsen. It was really terrible."
"Who asked you to mind your own business?" Lan Yue snorted, showing dissatisfaction again. It was rare to meet a more powerful character. She could clearly finish the opponent with the final blow.
Zhang Cheng didn't care, but looked at her and said, "You just felt the pulse and you knew that my foundation was seriously injured. Do you know medical skills?" Curious.
"Well, I know a little bit about Chinese medicine." Lan Yue's eyes flickered and she replied calmly.
"Then how do you think I can restore my foundation? Moreover, it must not affect the future of martial arts." Zhang Cheng asked.
"It will never be possible to restore the foundation. The foundation is not comparable to skin and flesh injuries, it is the origin of human beings." Lan Yue answered without hesitation.
"What if there are precious thousand-year-old spiritual objects?" Zhang Cheng asked again.
"That does have some possibilities. It's just that your injury is too serious. It will be very difficult to recover as before." Lan Yue shook her head and sighed, feeling pity. She said it euphemistically, but in fact it is basically impossible.
Zhang Cheng's heart sank.
On the way, he had just used his unparalleled energy to refine the thousand-year essence and recover from his injuries. The injuries were better, but there was no recovery at all.
If the foundation is not restored, then he is useless. From now on, even the internal force cannot be used. Once the internal force is used, the damage to the foundation will be more serious, or even death.
As for the strengthening agent, Zhao Yeji also said at the beginning that the foundation is different from ordinary injuries, and its effect on restoring the foundation is limited. The church's holy medicine and the strengthening agent are of the same type, and even if the effect is better than the strengthening agent, it is still very limited.
"If you say that, I am completely useless." Zhang Cheng's face was gloomy and embarrassed.
"It's a pity that this is indeed the case. You have to accept the fact. What a pity. You are the descendant of King Wu. Could it be that this is fate? I heard Master said that King Wu is the king of misfortune. There are three disasters and six disasters in the legend.
His destiny is destined to lead a miserable life, and he resists relatives and friends. Even a peerless person like him will end up miserable. Even if he dies, it will affect his descendants. You are so unlucky."
Lan Yue sighed again, but she wanted to say something in her heart, but she held back the words and did not speak. Lan Yue, you can't say it, you must not!
They didn't notice that there was a seat screw in the room that was not an ordinary screw but was disguised as a bug.