Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 1911 - 1908: Heavenly Thunder Talisman

Upon hearing the old man’s words, Lin Tian understood what they meant. They were afraid of losing face if word got out.

Lin Tian didn’t have a habit of showing off regarding this matter, so he clasped his hands and said, "Elder, don’t worry. We’re just having a private duel. However, do we still want to continue this duel?"

Mentioning the duel, everyone finally recalled Zhang Zhicheng, who was the main event. He was half-kneeling at the edge of the plaza, his head lowered, his expression unseen. The pose was indeed striking, but his clothes were tattered, making him look terribly battered.

"Zhang Zhicheng lost, didn’t he?" a disciple whispered.

"I don’t think it’s that simple. He’s not at the center of the explosion, so he shouldn’t be hurt. The main thing is, he definitely has something from the Great Elder to save his life," another disciple quietly retorted.

While everyone was in heated discussion, the Great Elder remained indifferent, not worried about Zhang Zhicheng at all.

Zhang Zhicheng slowly stood up, raised his head, eyes blazing with anger, staring fiercely at Lin Tian: "Lin Tian, you’re quite something, pushing me to such a sorry state, quite something..."

"Of course I am, you don’t need to ramble," Lin Tian said coldly.

Zhang Zhicheng’s facial muscles twitched, then he raised his hand to yank off the tattered clothes, revealing the inner armor underneath.

He was wearing a strange garment beneath, seemingly leather, with peculiar patterns in purple color on the jet-black fabric, which appeared to have currents of purple flowing under the moonlight.

Under the previous impact, his outer clothing was shredded, but this inner armor remained intact, without a scratch. Clearly, it’s not an ordinary leather jacket from the market, but a defensive battle attire, much like Zhang Lingyu’s purple dress or Zhang Ruyan’s black dress.

"Ah..." Zhang Zhicheng shouted and charged at Lin Tian with his magic sword, as if intending to engage in close combat.

The others couldn’t comprehend. A dignified Demon Exorcist abandoning his advantage for close combat, is his mind messed up?

Demon Exorcists aren’t bad at close combat. Lin Tian had experienced Zhang Lingyu’s close-quarter fighting before, which wasn’t inferior to Ancient Martial Artists of the same level. But Zhang Zhicheng was not as formidable; a half zombie’s self-detonation almost took his life, his close combat strength and agility were not as good as Zhang Lingyu.

Why did he opt for close combat now? Either his brain’s defective or he’s got something to rely on, perhaps it’s the battle attire? Lin Tian had this thought. If this attire was crafted by the Great Elder, it did hold some validity.

No matter whose hand it came from, it must be smashed, Lin Tian thought with a cold smile, and with a swift movement, he seemed to leave an afterimage behind, while his body had leapt over ten meters ahead.

Within a breath, they were in close combat, to be precise, Lin Tian unarmed against the magic sword. Zhang Zhicheng struck as if executing a move as a Sword Dao Ancient Martial Artist.

Lin Tian had even dealt with Tang Xuan Su from Qingshuang Pavilion’s All Swords Return to the Sect, a mere sword move was nothing to him. However, he didn’t use the Heavenly Tribulation Sword nor did he withstand it with his body.

The magic sword struck its way to the top of his head, and everyone’s heart skipped a beat watching, for the magic sword was not an ordinary kitchen knife, its contained Taoist power could split a person in half.

The sword slashed, but the Lin Tian before them vanished, Zhang Zhicheng hit only an afterimage, then he felt the gust of wind behind him.

Panic flashed across Zhang Zhicheng’s face, he quickly turned back, but in that brief moment of turning back, a flicker of cold laughter emerged deep in his eyes, unnoticed by anyone.

Lin Tian, too, didn’t notice. He thrust a palm downward from behind, it could have crashed onto Zhang Zhicheng’s head, which was unprotected by battle attire, surely smashing like a watermelon into pulp.

Yet Lin Tian deliberately targeted Zhang Zhicheng’s back, he just wanted to test the defensive power of the Great Elder’s attire.

With a "bang", the palm struck firmly on Zhang Zhicheng, but unlike imagined, Zhang Zhicheng didn’t spew blood and fly away.

The purple pattern on the black battle attire suddenly shone, Lin Tian felt his palm power sink into the outfit like mud into the sea, and not only that, his hand was seized by a massive force.

Simultaneously, a speck of purple light appeared on Lin Tian’s hand, this little purple light exploded instantly, under the night, the purple burst into countless light dots, which connected and formed a large net, enveloping Lin Tian.

Lin Tian tugged hard, finding the net incredibly resilient, failing to tear it apart, and the net emitted stray electric light, piercing his body like countless needles, numbing his limbs instantly.

No wonder the Zhang Family’s Great Elder, Lin Tian couldn’t help but admire that old man now. Though they were on opposing sides, the old man had skills, at least this battle attire was beyond Lin Tian’s expectations.

Zhang Zhicheng had already regained his composure, swiping his palm, sticking a talisman on Lin Tian’s chest.

"The battle is over." The always indifferent Great Elder unexpectedly smiled, seeming to lighten up entirely.

"The battle is indeed over..." Zhang Zhicheng also smiled, a cruel smile, a triumphant smile, a contemptuous smile.

Just one talisman, such confidence? Lin Tian raised an eyebrow, attempting to break free from the net, when the Sword Spirit suddenly spoke.

"Master, there is immense energy gathering..." The Sword Spirit’s voice wasn’t hurried, instead seemed curious, as if probing the attributes and source of the energy.

"It should be the Great Barrier, this energy... feels familiar, right, it’s just like the lightning energy that struck down under the camphor tree before, but amplified several times, no, more than ten times, still increasing..." The Sword Spirit became more and more astonished as he spoke.

Actually, Lin Tian didn’t need to be told to sense the pressure from above. Around him, the fractured stones defied gravitational law, floating from the ground as if weightless in space.

The source of gravity in objects is Earth’s gravitational pull, now the stones defying gravity indicate another force at play, this force originates from the lightning energy the Sword Spirit mentioned.

Facts proved Lin Tian’s guess because the floating stones emitted stray electric light, not only that, even the ground erupted with electric light, as if the entire air was pierced by lightning energy.

Many believe air is an insulator, non-conductive, but the truth is, there isn’t an absolute insulator. If the voltage is sufficiently high, air can be pierced, thus conducting electricity, just like lightning during thunderstorms.

Now the stray lightning energy causes stones to levitate, showing this lightning energy is several times stronger than ordinary lightning.

Though it was nighttime, even outside Zhang Family members noticed this anomaly, they were Demon Exorcists and understood instantly what was happening.

"Damn, this is... it’s the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, damn, this is too ruthless, it’s meant to kill!" A male disciple swore repeatedly, recognizing the anomaly and talisman in the scene.

"Even if life is spared, martial arts will definitely be ruined, truly vicious!"

The disciples exploded into an uproar, various comments, exclamations, and curses rose and fell one after another.