Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

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The sudden voice startled Yang Zhen, almost causing him to tumble out of his chair. He glowered at the source of the voice and was taken aback.

With a pale face, Ning Wuque strode towards Yang Zhen, his aura as vibrant as a rainbow. Even though he didn’t harness his spiritual energy, the innate ambition he displayed took everyone’s breath away.

“He really is a strong warrior at the Tribulation Crossing Period. Although he completely suppressed his cultivation of the Tribulation Crossing Period, a regular person of the Divine Travel Stage couldn’t handle such an aura.”

“Enemies really do cross each other’s paths. After Ning obtained the inheritance, he has been looking for Yang Zhen, and now he finally found him.”

“But why are there no other people from the Beigu Institute, only Ning Wuque?”

“You may not know this, but in order for Ning Wuque to obtain the inheritance of the Mahayana Phase, all the others from the Beigu Institute suffered serious injuries and are currently in recovery.”

“No wonder, but even if Ning Wuque is alone, he should still be enough to defeat Yang Zhen.”

Everyone was discussing and watching with interest the feud between Ning Wuque and Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen jerked in surprise, leaping up from his chair. “Worthy of being from the Beigu Institute, your wounds have healed so quickly?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Ning Wuque’s complexion faltered briefly. After taking a deep breath, he calmed down and laughingly said to Yang Zhen, ‘You’re still just as sharp-tongued. But as you said before, in the presence of absolute power, no matter how eloquent you are, as long as I don’t get mad, what can you do to me?”

Yang Zhen looked at Hua Youyue in confusion. “Did I say that?”

Hua Youyue shook her head, replying, “No.”

Ning Wuque snorted coldly, his gaze fixed on Hua Youyue with depth. “Flower Spirit Girl, today in the presence of many of our fellow sect members, Ning will let you know that your beloved Yang Zhen is nothing more than a phony seeking applause, dependent on unspeakable methods to attract attention.”

A spark of anger flashed in Hua Youyue’s eyes. Upon seeing Yang Zhen’s smirk, her face flushed, she glared at Yang Zhen and retorted, “When did I say I liked you?”

“You did!” Yang Zhen replied earnestly, nodding, “Don’t you remember?”

Hua Youyue’s expression became awkward, and her face flushed with embarrassment. As a playmate of Yang Zhen, she was not a match for him. Before she could even speak, Yang Zhen’s teasing voice was already heard.

“It was a sunny morning with heavy snowfall, you and I huddled together in the pouring rain. You said you wished time could forever stay at that romantic moment. You also said you liked me for who I was, alive or dead… Oops, let’s not talk about that. It’s unlucky.”

“You…” Hua Youyue, utterly embarrassed, her face turned completely red.

The people around them were petrified, staring at Yang Zhen with confused expressions.

Hell, a sunny morning with heavy snowfall and you two huddling in the pouring rain?

Why don’t you go to heaven!

Mo Xueling and Su Dajia shared a bitter smile. However, the way they looked at Hua Youyue changed a bit afterwards.

Yang Zhen’s playful banter didn’t upset Hua Youyue, instead, it made her blush even more. Even though everything Yang Zhen said was plainly nonsense, the fact that Hua Youyue liked Yang Zhen was clear to all.

Ning Wuque took two steps back, his handsome face filled with disbelief. He stared in disbelief at Yang Zhen and Hua Youyue exchanging glances, one with shameless wink, the other with a blushing and ravishing beauty that was simply irresistible.

Ning Wuque, being ignored, was furious. He drew his sword, creating an echoing humming sound and imposing reverence. His sword was pointed directly at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, not even turning his head, “Get out of the way, can’t you see that Saint Sao is busy?”

“Yang Zhen, I’ll kill you!” Ning Wuque hissed, “Yesterday’s disgrace was yet to be avenged, and here you are humiliating me again. Only one of us can exist in this world.”

Yang Zhen winked at Hua Youyue, and said, “Miss, could you wait for a moment? Damn, here comes the idiot. He’s a complete dolt but insists on playing with words. It seems that he needs some lessons, or he’ll genuinely believe himself a great scholar. Maintain this posture, I’ll punch him and then come back to continue our flirtation!”

Hua Youyue’s face blushed again. She slightly glared at Yang Zhen, then turned away.

“Who said I want to flirt with you…”

Yang Zhen laughed out loud. He was about to speak as he turned back, when he suddenly paused.

A young girl, with long and slender legs and a profound aura, walked slowly towards them. Even Yang Zhen couldn’t discern the aura she was exuding.

As Yang Zhen looked at this newcomer with a puzzled expression, he felt as if he was in the Forbidden Land of Life. Everyone he encountered was bizarre and unpredictable, leaving him unaccomplished and concerned for Hua Youyue’s safety.

The young girl, in her light blue gown and a pair of enviable long legs, walked slowly up to Yang Zhen. She glanced deeply at him, then turned to face Ning Wuque, and said calmly, “I’ll fight with you.”

Ning Wuque looked in bewilderment at the determined young girl in front of him, and said baffled, “Who are you?”

“Dao idiot!” The young girl replied calmly, “Han Yan’er!”

Hiss–!

At this sound, everyone jumped in surprise.

Two of the renowned characters from the Forbidden Land of Life were both present.

One was the disciple of the Beigu Institute, Ning Wuque, who had benefited from the inheritance of the Mahayana Phase, his cultivation soaring rapidly, even managing a breakthrough in the Forbidden Land of Life to become an incredible being in the Tribulation Crossing Period.

Another one was Han Yan’er, known as the Dao idiot, who obtained an unknown heritage. Every time she appeared, she presented a more mysterious aura. Renowned for her superior swordsmanship and undefeated record, it was rumored that over a dozen strong warriors of the Divine Travel Stage had fallen under her sword.

Those two were now facing each other toe to toe, all for Yang Zhen?

Ning Wuque paled, his eyes squinting at Han Yan’er, his voice low, ‘You’re still not my match.”

Han Yan’er greeted him with a smile, standing her ground, she replied, “You’re not his match either!”

“Um…” Yang Zhen organized around both of them in confusion, asking, ‘You two… are you really going to fight?”

Han Yan’er threw a strange look at Yang Zhen, a hint of disappointment showing. “I thought I had caught up with your footsteps, but upon seeing you, I realize I was wrong.”

Yang Zhen’s mouth opened, but before he could speak, Ning Wuque roared from the side, “Han Yan’er, are you looking down on me too?”

Han Yan’er’s sword slowly left its sheath as she looked towards Ning Wuque, shaking her head, “I don’t look down on you. But right now, you’re not a match for Yang Zhen. Why seek a humiliating defeat? Draw your sword.”

Yang Zhen saw that the two were ready to fight and hastily ran to Hua Youyue. He asked in a low voice, “Who do you think will win?”

Hua Youyue hesitated as she looked at the two. Then she replied, “The Dao idiot will win.”

“Why?” Yang Zhen was taken aback. For him, Han Yan’er’s aura was just as inscrutable as a math problem. At a glance, it was full of punctuation and equations.

He now has seen an aura like this?

Hua Youyue glanced at Yang Zhen and replied, “You’ll understand once she draws her sword..”