Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

At the top of the stone stairs, Yang Zhen charged at Lin Tianli with a slab of stone, instantly causing a string of exclamations.

Everyone watched the nearly berserk Yang Zhen, barreling forward like a reckless brute who didn’t care for his life, all took in a sharp breath.

Lin Tianli’s swordsmanship was unparalleled. Without using any True Essence, almost no one from the younger generation could match him. Even Hua Youyue had once suffered a heavy loss against him.

Now, Yang Zhen was audaciously claiming to compare sword skills with Lin Tianli. Had he possessed a near saint-level long sword it might have been acceptable, as such a sword holds immense power. As long as his sword techniques weren’t too poor, it could still manifest an unrivaled force.

However, Yang Zhen didn’t use a long sword but a slab of bluestone. This was nothing short of courting death.

Bang!

The two clashed together, causing everyone’s heart to skip a beat. Without the clash of True Essence, everyone heard clearly, Lin Tianli’s long sword penetrated Yang Zhen’s body without hesitation.

Indeed, as they collided, Lin Tianli’s long sword ran right through Yang Zhen’s shoulder blade. With the sword buried till the hilt, a gush of blood spurted out from Yang Zhen’s body.

Hua Youyue gasped, her face suddenly pale as she hurriedly rushed down. Hongluan Spiritual Girl also screamed in surprise, her face filled with disbelief. Lin Tianli laughed boisterously, almost maniacally. Yet at that moment, a huge shadow came from behind Lin Tianli’s head. Yang Zhen’s left hand tightly gripped Lin Tianli’s sword hilt while his right hand swung the giant bluestone slab down onto Lin Tianli’s back in a near-feral manner.

Thud!

A dull sound was heard as the bluestone slab hit Lin Tianli in the back of his head, causing him to stagger, his head tilted forward.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a sense of scalp-tingling horror, chilly sensations at the back of their heads.

“Have you gone mad?”

Lin Tianli raged, with alarm in his eyes. Yang Zhen’s wild-beasting move had indeed caught him off guard; moreover, getting hit on the head with a slab was painfully confusing.

“Are you frightened?” Yang Zhen grinned, his left hand suddenly released the hilt of the sword, delivering a punch directly under Lin Tianli’s arm.

Bang!

Everyone was aware of Yang Zhen’s physical strength. He could literally punch a hole through anything powerful, be it a person or a gigantic beast.

Lin Tianli scowled in pain, desperately gripping the sword hilt but to no avail. A blow from the slab followed by a straight punch, Lin Tianli staggered and lost grip of the sword in his hand.

Seeing this sudden turn of events, everyone was greatly surprised, staring at Yang Zhen with their eyes wide open in astonishment.

Who would have thought, Yang Zhen, with just a ‘brick’, was so ferocious. He seemed ready to abandon his life, willing to be pierced by the long sword just so he could land a few hits on Lin Tianli.

What no one expected was that Yang Zhen’s reckless approach was surprisingly effective. Not only was Lin Tianli stunned, but he even lost his sword.

“Without your superior sword skills, are you still superior?” Yang Zhen sneered at Lin Tianli, bending down like a beast ready to pounce, and charged at him once again.

You lunatic!” Lin Tianli’s face darkened, suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand which he pointed at the charging Yang Zhen, “Don’t get too cocky too soon!”

Fuck, that’s despicable, having a backup, isn’t that too shameless!” A bystander seeing this couldn’t hold his disgust.

The others around also shared this sentiment; their expressions were not good. In this battle between the two, Yang Zhen with just a slab was already at a huge disadvantage, yet Lin Tianli had taken out another long sword.

Hua Youyue’s face grew stern, holding a long sword as she came to Yang Zhen’s side, clearly wanting to help Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen glared at her and said, “Did you forget what was just agreed? Go cheer from the side!”

Slightly taken aback, Hua Youyue looked hesitantly at Lin Tianli, then bit her lip and retreated to the side. Her gaze, however, remained fixed on him.

This time, Lin Tianli seemed to be more cautious. The long sword flickered, suddenly transforming into a lotus with countless petals. Each petal was a sword, each one unpredictable, all aimed at Yang Zhen.

Bang!

The two clashed again. Yang Zhen’s shoulder was once again pierced.

Amidst the amazed cries of the crowd, Lin Tianli’s face changed tremendously. He tried to withdraw his sword, but it was grabbed by Yang Zhen and unable to move at all.

“Not good!” The color drained from Lin Tianli’s face as he quickly tried to tilt his head away from the impending stone slab. He looked up in horror as a big shadow grew larger and hit him squarely in the face.

Ding!

The sound of metal and stone clashing echoed. Yang Zhen squeezed the break on the long sword and stared at Lin Tianli, “Do you have any more big swords? Whip ’em out quickly!”

“Madman, you’re a madman!” Lin Tianli screamed in rage, spittle nearly spraying onto Yang Zhen’s face. He watched as blood gushed from two spots on Yang Zhen’s body, who charged again, and hurriedly drew another long sword. Bang!

With a dull thud, Lin Tianli stumbled, seeing stars in front of his eyes.

Everyone was stunned as they watched long swords penetrate Yang Zhen’s body one after another, blood gushing out wildly. Yet, as Yang Zhen’s face grew calmer, a chilling sensation had come over everyone present.

What Lin Tianli had said was indeed true, Yang Zhen was really a madman, an unmistakable lunatic.

Under such circumstances, it didn’t matter that Lin Tianli was an exceptional swordsman, even if he were a sword immortal, he couldn’t possibly exert any flashy swordsmanship.

Yang Zhen, like a brute, was willing to get injured just to smack a brick onto Lin Tianli’s head.

Fearless in the face of death, that madman Yang!

After five or six long swords, Lin Tianli’s head was already drenched in blood, like a bucket of dog’s blood had been poured onto him. Especially the last blow, where Yang Zhen mercilessly smashed it onto Lin Tianli’s face, causing him to’ roll his eyes.

“Do you concede?” Yang Zhen’s face carried a hint of a bizarre smile as he slowly approached Lin Tianli.

Lin Tianli, in a fluster, pulled out a long sword. He couldn’t care less about any flashy swordplay. His hand, clutching the sword, was shaking. Looking at the bizarre smile on Yang Zhen’s face, he muttered to himself, “Madman, you’re such a madman!”

Thud!

Another brick smacked onto Lin Tianli’s head, forcing him to stagger backward, whilst another piercing wound appeared on Yang Zhen’s body.

“Will you concede?”

“Madman… You’re a madman!” Lin Tianli had rummaged through his storage ring, and no longer had any long swords to thrust into Yang Zhen’s body. In a panic, he rushed downward. As long as he descended the steps, he could restore his True Essence, at which point he wouldn’t have to fear Yang Zhen’s bricks anymore.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, darted forward, and smacked a brick onto Lin Tianli’s face, shouting, “Do you concede?”

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Lin Tianli’s nose was flattened by Yang Zhen, his face held a horrified expression as he looked at Yang Zhen, his eyes filled with fear.

No prodigy, regardless of how talented, could withstand Yang Zhen, this life-forsaking lunatic.

Even Scoundrel Cat was flabbergasted, let alone the others.

With tears flickering in her eyes, Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen’s smiling face and slowly revealed an incredibly brilliant smile of her own. For a moment, the world dimmed. As Hua Youyue’s smile grew brighter, two streams of tears trickled down her exquisite cheeks.

“Do you concede?”

“…I yield!” Lin Tianli, all his teeth knocked off by Yang Zhen, was lying on the ground, screaming out in horror. He was truly scared, scared of Yang Zhen, this madman who disregarded his own life.

Thud!

Another brick smacked onto Lin Tianli’s face, and Yang Zhen took a deep breath and asked, “How many times did you stab the girl with your sword five years ago?”

“Ten times… No, eight… eight times…” Lin Tianli’s face was lose, and his sight began to blur, he answered subconsciously.

Thud!

Another brick caused everyone to shudder unanimously.

“Apologize!” Yang Zhen said softly, his voice gentle as if he were a young wife on her wedding night.

“I’m… I’m sorry!”

Thud!

“Damn it! Who are you apologizing to?”

“I’m sorry, Flower Spirit Girl, I’m… I’m sorry… I was wrong, I deserve to die!” As Lin Tianli kept apologizing frantically, blood kept spurting from his mouth.

Thud!

Yang Zhen lifted Lin Tianli’s head by his hair and looked at him, exclaiming dumbfounded, “Damnit! Dead just like that? Can’t withstand a smack?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone shuddered, their eyes filled with expressions of extreme horror.

Yang Zhen turned around, grinned at Hua Youyue, saying, “I’ve avenged you, missy. I’m going to see what gift you wanted to leave me.”

Finished speaking, Yang Zhen left a trail of blood with each step as he walked towards the stone staircase.

Hua Youyue quickly grabbed Yang Zhen, shaking her head as she said, “You can’t go up, I’ve tried three times, and all ended in failure!”

Yang Zhen grinned, saying, “You go down and rest, let me give it a try!”