Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4174: Drunk on Tea
Editor: Henyee Translations

Ling Han nodded, and said, “You guys have only seen Zhang Fang move, and have never actually battled with him, so you don’t know him very well. His original power has reached 35 Heavens, and if he channels the Imperial Technique, his battle prowess can reach 38 Heavens. This is enough to tear through An Si Yuan’s defenses.”

“Hence, if An Siyuan is only at his current level, then he would definitely be no match for Zhang Fang. The other thirty percent chance is based on An Siyuan’s trump card.”

“Without a trump card, Zhang Fang has a 100% chance of winning.”

The little azure dragon and the large black dog both nodded. Only Ling Han had fought with Zhang Fang before, so Ling Han definitely knew the situation better than them.

They were discussing spiritedly, and if they were in the area of outsiders, there would be no problem at all, but to say this among the natives… it immediately attracted a great many furious gazes.

F***, in their camp, he still dared to speak badly of An Siyuan?

“Humph, just wait and see how Lord An will unleash his might.”

“Facts speak louder than anything else. Just wait to be slapped in the face.”

“After Lord An defeats all Imperial Sons, we’ll come challenge this detestable guy.”

“All right!”

These people did not lower their voices either, and deliberately allowed Ling Han to hear them clearly.

Ling Han merely smiled, completely unconcerned.

Meanwhile, the little azure dragon jumped onto the table, and said, “Remember what you’re saying now. Don’t forget to challenge Little Han later. Whoever doesn’t step out will be a b@stard!”

This kind of provocation naturally made the natives very displeased. It was just a four-legged snake, and it actually dared to shout at them.

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“Kill this outsider first, then stew this Four-Legged Snake!”

As they conversed, the battle between Zhang Fang and An Siyuan had already begun.

An Siyuan was indeed powerful, with his raw power reaching as high as 33 Heavens. However, this was still inferior to Zhang Fang, and he was still a whopping three Heavens inferior to Zhang Fang’s battle prowess. Thus, he was at a disadvantage upon clashing with Zhang Fang, and he was completely suppressed. However, his powerful physique was indeed impressive. Even though he was being suppressed by an advantage of three Heavens in battle prowess, he was still able to defend with great perseverance. He didn’t collapse with a single strike.

Otherwise, if there was a gap of three Heavens in battle prowess, the result would be being insta-killed.

This result immediately silenced the natives. The gap in strength was obvious. No one could lie through their teeth, right?

An Siyuan resisted in all ways, trying to find a chance to turn the tables, but in the end, in terms of trump cards, who could match the Imperial Clan?

Thus, being suppressed by the Imperial Clan member in strength, there was definitely no hope of turning the tables.

After several dozen more exchanges, An Siyuan was already riddled with wounds. In fact, even his bones could be seen from a few of his wounds. This was an extremely harrowing sight.

He had no choice but to admit defeat. If he continued to fight, he would not just suffer superficial injuries.

Cheers instantly erupted among the outsiders when they saw An Siyuan being defeated. After defeating four Imperial Sons in a row, he had finally managed to bite off more than he could chew.

On the other hand, the expressions of the natives were extremely ugly.

But only after a while, someone called out, “Hua Youchang!”

“Lord Hua!”

“Lord Hua!”

“Lord Hua!”

The natives all roared loudly, their voices like a tsunami, wave after wave.

Hua Youchang, one of the three prodigies of the Mountain Sea Heaven, ranked above even An Siyuan.

Where was he?

Ling Han followed everyone’s gaze, and involuntarily, the corners of his mouth twitched. That was because the focus of everyone’s attention was on the table next to his. A man was presently seated and drinking tea, but one of his legs was raised onto a chair. It was bared as well, and the corner of his pants was also curled up onto his calf, revealing long black leg hair.

Er, what a rough guy.

Ling Han’s eyes moved further upwards. This bare-footed man had a thin figure, but his hands were long and black, the joints popping out like bamboo.

He held the teacup in one hand, while his other hand was rubbing his foot.

Er, what a personality.

‘Hua Youchang?’

Judging by the name, this should be a coquettish and bewitching man. The name was completely incompatible with this young man who was picking his feet1.

“Please move, Lord Hua!” A man half-knelt, and said to the man who was picking at his feet.

“Lord Hua, please move!” More people knelt down, inviting this person to battle.

Yi, this guy was really Hua Youchang.

This was too f*cking blinding.

Ling Han cursed madly in his heart. This persona was really too ruined, wasn’t it?

At this moment, Hua Youchang put down his teacup. He searched for a while, and his bare feet were stuffed into his straw sandals. He stood up, and walked forwards. However, he had only taken two steps, when peng, he collapsed.

“Oh no, Lord Hua is drunk!”

“F***, outsiders are too treacherous, to actually use such underhanded means to make Lord Hua unable to take the field!”

All the natives exclaimed in unison, all of them looking furious.

Drunk on tea?

Ling Han couldn’t help but grimace. There were too many things to complain about. For a moment, he didn’t even know where to start.

Just as everyone was about to lift Hua Youchang up, peng, those people separated like flowers scattered by a celestial maiden, and Hua Youchang had already stood up. His eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body was exuding an incredibly terrifying killing intent, causing one to shiver all over.

“Oh no, Lord Hua is extremely drunk this time. He’s gone crazy from being drunk!” someone said in a trembling voice.

“Run!”

Everyone dispersed, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

“Lord Hua who’s gone mad with drunkenness, his battle prowess is even three times higher than usual, and… in short, it’s too terrifying!”

Seeing this, Zhang Fang couldn’t help but humph and charge over.

There was no one in the surroundings, and Hua Youchang was a little dazed. At this moment, Zhang Fang charged over, giving him a target. He immediately shouted loudly, and charged towards Zhang Fang.

Boom!

The two prodigies exchanged a blow, instantly setting off tumultuous waves.

Ling Han’s eyes involuntarily lit up. This Hua Youchang was not bad, amazing!

He was very familiar with Zhang Fang’s strength, so it was very easy for him to deduce Hua Youchang’s strength. His original power was about 36 Heavens, and was slightly stronger than Zhang Fang. However, in terms of the celestial technique, Zhang Fang was naturally slightly superior. Thus, the two of them just happened to fight to a tie.

If they fought to a tie, that also meant that if Zhang Fang didn’t have any special methods, he would lose.

It couldn’t be helped. In a drawn-out battle, Body Arts definitely had the advantage.

However, after battling for a while longer, Ling Han discovered just how terrifying this drunk person was.

Hua Youchang’s current style of fighting completely lacked the demeanor of an elite. Though Body Arts was definitely a close-quarters battle, and he was trying his best to make full use of his advantage, he was really too extreme. Like an octopus, he entwined himself around Zhang Fang, his legs wrapped around Zhang Fang’s waist, his arms wrapped tightly around the latter’s neck. He even opened his mouth to bite at Zhang Fang’s cheek.

How could Zhang Fang deal with this?

As the Imperial Son, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

But it should be known that Hua Youchang was not aware now. Even if he admitted defeat, so what? He did not let go at all, causing Zhang Fang to cry out in pain.

Everyone was speechless. Was this the battle between prodigies that they were anticipating? This was completely a street brawl between rascals.

No wonder the expressions of the natives were so strange. A Hua Youchang that was drunk on tea was practically a pervert.