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Chapter 14 - Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger!

Martial Skills: Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger

A torrent of information flooded into his mind: Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, the martial art of 'The Great Universe Art', a high-grade Manifestation martial art created by the connection of the Great Desolate Ancient Tablet's spirit.

The Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger was created by the Great Desolate Emperor. Its power was unrivaled, and even the live broadcast system gave it an evaluation of an Earth Stage, 1 star standard.

Ding! Host learned Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, experience 0/100. Proficiency reached 100%.

Great! Not only is it a good Earth Stage, 1-star martial skill, but after using it a few more times, one's proficiency will increase and they will be able to advance to a higher level martial skill!

Half a finger shook the world, one finger locked the world, two fingers shattered the mountains and rivers, three fingers destroyed all life, four fingers pierced through the heavens, five fingers moved the universe, all the way until the strongest martial skill, the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Hand!

This was a powerful and upgradeable martial art. Spending 8 million to buy it was simply too good!

Zhang Dongcheng was immediately ecstatic!

In front of his eyes, his attribute panel appeared.

Host: Zhang Dongcheng.

Level: 6 stars

Identity: Zhen Wu Continent's primary disciple.

Experience Points: 0/1000

Age: 19.

Martial Skills:

Earth Stage 1 star, Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, experience 0%.

Yellow Ranked Nine Stars, Gale End Slash.

One star Yellow Rank, Shining Steel Slash.

Yellow Ranked One Star, Obscure Shadow Clone.

Weapon: Green Steel Sword

Skill Path: None

"Hehe, an Earth Ranked Martial Technique. Are these so-called geniuses going to block one of my attacks? This time, it's my turn! "

There was no need to wait any longer. All the humiliation he had suffered in the past would be returned to him today!

Zhang Dongcheng stood on stage, his eagle-like eyes swept across the face of the Great Clan Elder, Second Clan Elder, Zhang Rong, Zhang Yun and the rest. His thin and weak body seemed to be filled with explosive power, and the blood flowing in his veins seemed to boil, bringing about an unparalleled fighting spirit.

Countless gazes looked over, some hesitating, some puzzled, some ridiculing, some unable to believe it.

"This guy, is there something wrong with his brain?"

"Exactly. Just you wait. Two of Zhang Rong and Zhang Yun will be able to crush him to death with one finger."

"Hehe, let me say, Zhang Dongcheng must have gone crazy, to go berserk and think that he is invulnerable!"

"It seems like this year's jokes are even more numerous than the previous years'!"

Below the stage, after the deathly silence had subsided, whispers began to rise and buzz like annoying flies.

Everyone's faces were full of mockery as they looked at Zhang Dongcheng who was on stage, waiting for the biggest joke of the Zhang Family to happen again.

"Zhang Dongcheng, don't you dare try to play tricks on me. See how I, your father, will reveal your true colors as a trash! "Hum, hum, hum!" Sneering coldly, a scoundrel's body swayed and he leaped onto the stage.

"Zhang Po is going up! He has the strength of a seven star combat disciple! He is a rising star of our Zhang family!"

"Haha, who dares to make a bet with me? How many moves did this bluff Zhang Dongcheng use to get off the stage? I bet three moves! "

"Three moves? I think one move is enough! Although Zhang Po is not as strong as Zhang Rong and Zhang Yun, he is still a strong person, it would be easy for him to defeat Zhang Dongcheng! "

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Zhang Po Zhi was satisfied and became even more arrogant: "Zhang Dongcheng, against trash like you, I'm not even bothered to make a move! I advise you to kneel down obediently and kowtow three times to me. Otherwise, hehe! "

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Mo had already circulated all the Yuan Power in his body. A fiendish look surfaced on his face as he took a step forward and a gale began to surge!

The wind, the wind!

This huge wind caused everyone's robes to flutter and flutter. The eye of wind that was like a hurricane that had just risen from the ground was this piece of destruction!

Countless fallen leaves were blown into the air and instantly flew away. They quickly streaked across the huge tree at the side of the training field, leaving trails half an inch deep.

Everyone's faces changed!

"Master Zhang Mo from the Wind Cloud Martial School is indeed quite the true disciple. This Wind Cloud Art is extremely powerful, even the soft looking leaves are like gold and iron under the influence of the wind!" Once I get the position of the successor, I will definitely think of a way to destroy this one! " Second Young Master Zhang Rong had a gloomy expression as he thought to himself.

"Cheng'er!" Zhang Hengshan, who was in charge of his son's safety, subconsciously stood up when he saw Zhang Po's Wind Cloud Art, and shouted anxiously.

Facing such a terrifying martial skill like Zhang Po, the audience on Earth were filled with joy as they shouted in excitement.

"Wa, wa, wa. What a powerful martial skill!"

"Host must be careful. It seems like this guy isn't some ordinary dragon trap. With just a single move, he has gathered everyone!"

"Hahaha, what's there to be afraid of? You can do it, streamer! I'll support you in this mess!"

"Out of the way, all of you, get out of the way! The streamer is going to act cool!"

Ignoring the shouts from the audience, Zhang Dongcheng's face was calm, he only laughed, and then, he extended his finger out!

Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger!

Half a finger to shake the world!

Zhang Dongcheng had only just learned the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger for the first time, so he wasn't able to unleash its full power.

Following Zhang Dongcheng's poke, the winds that filled the sky seemed to suddenly quiet down. Countless leaves strangely stood still in midair, not moving at all!

What was going on?

Before Zhang Po could understand what was going on, the air in the entire space seemed as if it was forcibly torn apart by someone, and like a violent tide, it swept towards both sides, while a black finger wind that was around twenty to thirty feet long congealed into a solid substance, bringing with it a strange yet domineering aura of desolation, shooting towards Zhang Po like lightning!

The gale suddenly continued and was pushed to both sides. Other than some of the Zhang Family members who were already battle disciples and barely able to stabilize their bodies, the ordinary servants and servants were blown away like rolling gourds and were bleeding profusely!

Zhang Po saw the black finger coming at him and was shocked. He wanted to move his body, but he didn't expect that the surrounding heaven and earth origin energy would strangely solidify, tightly imprisoning him like a cage. He was completely unable to move!

He couldn't even move a single finger!

"No, no!" Zhang Po's face was as white as paper. As he saw the pitch-black wind rapidly closing in on him, he could only scream out the last two words in his life in despair.

"Boom!"

With one finger, Zhang Po's head exploded like a watermelon that had been hit by a cannon. Countless brains and flesh flew in all directions. Instantly, his corpse was lying on the ground!

The headless body even raised its left hand slightly in an attempt to resist, but in the end, it fell down powerlessly and landed heavily on the training platform!

Fresh red blood splattered all over the ground!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The sound of a corpse falling to the ground immediately sounded out in the Zhang Family clansmen's hearts, and it was as if they were struck by a thousand kilograms of hammer, causing everyone's eyes to shine like stars. Many people trembled slightly, and the might of Zhang Dongcheng's finger was like a violent storm, sweeping away all their hearts in the blink of an eye.

This, this is still that trash, Zhang Dongcheng?

Is this still that good-for-nothing young master?

The entire Martial Arts Practice Field was deathly still, like a graveyard.