Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Lin Zheyu looked at the Martial Artist.

The Martial Artist from the Ancient Martial Family who just spoke is named Ning Jia’an.

Lin Zheyu heard that this person is a well-known genius from the Ning Family, said to be close to breaking free from the first shackle.

”Heh, a waste is a waste, not allowed to say anything?”

”I heard you gave Wu Yixuan a good beating?”

”Daring to strike against the family offspring in the Martial Realm, you punk are arrogant!”

Ning Jia’an glanced at Lin Zheyu with disdain, sneering as he spoke.

He had long been displeased with the people from the Martial Alliance, and recently, this Martial Artist named Xiao Yu had just joined the Martial Alliance and acted so brazenly, which gave Ning Jia’an the idea of tempering Xiao Yu’s arrogance.

”It was merely self-defense.”

”Although I, Xiao, don’t want to cause trouble, I’m also not afraid of it. Wu Yixuan initiated the attack, so should I, Xiao, just surrender and wait for a beating?”

Lin Zheyu looked at Ning Jia’an, seemingly unfazed by the strong martial will emanating from him.

He smiled slightly, a glint of coldness in his eyes.

”Oh, I understand now.”

”Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, that is probably your Ancient Martial Family’s Martial Dao.”

”Facing the strong, oh, not even the truly strong, but those weak ones with deep backgrounds, you grovel to avoid trouble.”

”Against the weak, you strike heavily.”

”A truly remarkable Martial Dao.”

Lin Zheyu sneered sarcastically.

He originally intended to give Han Ge some face and let it slide under Han Ge’s mediation.

But unexpectedly, Ning Jia’an didn’t intend to let things go and kept pushing.

Seeing the two of them quarrel, the others all watched with interest, with no intention to intervene.

Even Han Ge sat smiling at the side, a shadow flitting across his eyes.

Being from a top family, Han Ge had his own pride.

He would only say some things once, and he would only mediate once.

These two refused to give him face, and after his mediation, they were still at odds. Han Ge felt his pride was a bit hurt.

”You, looking to die!”

Upon hearing Lin Zheyu’s words, Ning Jia’an squinted his eyes, bursting with dangerous energy.

His right hand suddenly slapped towards Lin Zheyu, directly starting a fight.

The others, anticipating Ning Jia’an’s sudden attack, swiftly moved their chairs back with just a toe’s touch.

They knew Ning Jia’an’s temper well, knowing he would start a fight over disagreements.

Han Ge and the others had no intention to intervene.

They also wanted to use Ning Jia’an’s hand to test Lin Zheyu’s strength.

Whoosh~

Cold wind howled, and light flowed across Ning Jia’an’s palm, directly using Bloodline Power.

”Hmph!”

Lin Zheyu snorted coldly, his foot thumped, and he vanished instantly.

His figure flashed in midair, and a terrifying sonic boom echoed in the private room.

Han Ge squinted his eyes, a look of surprise in them.

”This guy, he has mastered space rules to such an extent!”

Han Ge was secretly astonished.

The moment Ning Jia’an attacked, Han Ge’s focus was all on Lin Zheyu.

He saw Lin Zheyu’s body wrap in Power of Rules, vanishing to dodge Ning Jia’an’s palm.

Appearing again mid-air.

Lin Zheyu suddenly burst in mid-air, exuding a terrifying aura, his waist exerting force, muscles swelling, and his leg whipping out.

As he kicked, he disappeared again.

Under Ning Jia’an’s tense Spirit, he appeared behind Ning Jia’an.

With a boom.

The leg whipped out, showing no sign of slowing.

”So fast!”

Ning Jia’an exclaimed in surprise internally.

Lin Zheyu’s speed exceeded his expectations, even with his strong Perception, he could hardly react.

Fortunately, Ning Jia’an had long developed strong Martial Arts Intuition, reflexively defending even if he couldn’t react immediately.

His foot thumped, waist exerted force, twisting his body sideways, arms crossing beside his head to quickly block.

Bang!

A dull sound echoed.

Lin Zheyu twisted his waist, slightly changing direction, his right foot fiercely kicking Ning Jia’an’s waist.

Crackling sounds echoed.

Ning Jia’an’s face twisted with ferocity.

He felt a terrifying force assaulting, breaking several cracked bones despite his strong body defense.

”You!”

”Puh...”

Ning Jia’an glared angrily, involuntarily spitting blood, his body flying backward.

The private room’s wall shimmered, forming a thin Energy Shield, stopping Ning Jia’an’s body.

Ning Jia’an’s face was extremely grim.

He just raised his head, only to find Lin Zheyu had disappeared again, leisurely returning to his original seat.

”Thought he was stronger, just so-so.”

”Mr. Tianyue took my full-strength strike, yet wasn’t as miserable as you. If he’s a waste, then is Mr. Ning lesser?”

Lin Zheyu smiled faintly, speaking slowly.

Clap clap clap—

”Truly a splendid fight!”

”With Mr. Xiao’s strength, he’s undoubtedly the number one below the Shackled Realm!”

Applause sounded, Han Ge spoke with a smile.

He didn’t even glance at Ning Jia’an’s grim face, his eyes towards Lin Zheyu full of admiration.

’Huh?’

’Aren’t these two on the same side?’

Lin Zheyu carefully observed Han Ge’s expression, a hint of suspicion flitting through his mind.