Chapter 161: Chapter 144: Grandmaster Battle, Encountering Martial Spirit Again_2
"A Master Level presence..."
Lu Yan was terrified. He never expected to encounter a Master Level fight and to be so close to it.
If he were involved, it would be disastrous.
Even though he was now powerful and could kill those at the Martial Marquis Peak, if he encountered a Master, it would be a piece of cake for them to defeat him.
Clearly, the bald Master, whose strength was slightly inferior, was being suppressed by the beautiful lady. After a few moves, he retreated hundreds of meters, increasing the distance from Lu Yan.
"You alone, a Master Level creature, intend to scheme against the Zhao Clan? I’ve been waiting for you."
The bald elder sneered. Even though he was at a disadvantage, he didn’t panic.
"What do you mean?"
The beautiful lady looked slightly puzzled.
The bald elder didn’t answer. What answered her was a spear.
Suddenly, a burly figure appeared not far away. It was a middle-aged man with his long hair scattered randomly and a metal spear in his hand.
He leaned back, his arm bent like a bow, and suddenly threw the spear in his hand.
Whistle...
The spear tore through the air, aiming for the head of the beautiful lady.
The beautiful lady was tremendous, and she quickly retreated to avoid the spear.
"Kill!"
The bald elder bellowed, his fists covered with a layer of red inner strength, and he attacked the beautiful lady.
That middle-aged man, after throwing the spear, rushed forward, picked up the spear, jumped up tens of meters in height, and swung at the beautiful lady. His power was even greater than that of the bald man.
"The Demon King is attacking the city with all his might. I clearly saw eight Masters leaving before, rushing to the city wall. How come there are still two Masters here?"
The beautiful lady was both shocked and annoyed as she fought back with all her might.
The Zhao Clan has ten Masters in total. Two always guard Bei City, and eight left. Supposedly, there should be no ones left at the Blood Land Vein.
So, how are there still two here?
She was duped.
Among eight who left before, not all of them were from the Zhao Clan. Most likely, some Masters from other Feudal Lords were mixed in.
Moreover, according to their prediction, the Demon King would lead his demons out in force, and the Zhao Clan would defend with all their might, making it difficult to leave Masters guarding the Blood Land Vein.
But now, not only did they leave some, but they even left two.
And the Master that appeared later, his combat power was extremely strong, far exceeding that of an ordinary Master.
Being outnumbered by two Masters, the beautiful lady was disadvantaged. After ten or so moves, she was hit by a spear, causing a gaping hole in her body.
The hole wriggled quickly and soon healed.
However, Master Level fighters controlled the inner strength, their destructive power was astonishing, far above the Bone strength. Although the beautiful lady had recovered, she was still greatly affected and her aura was much weaker.
She turned and ran.
Two Masters chased after her, and they soon disappeared.
Phew!
Lu Yan heaved a sigh of relief.
The night wind blew, cooling him down. Unbeknownst to him, he had broken into a cold sweat.
A few Master Level fighters fighting nearby put too much pressure on him.
That kind of oppressive aura was like a mountain hanging over his head. If it fell, he would be crushed to pieces.
After a while, making sure that several Masters had gone far away, Lu Yan finally crawled out from the pile of boulders.
There were dents all over the ground and a trench tens of meters long created by the spear, a complete mess.
"The fighting power of Master Level is beyond my expectation. It’s much stronger than the Martial Marquis Peak."
"Although I have reached the state of Unity of Man and Martial Arts in Cultivating Cloud Walk now, if I indeed bump into a Master, I might not be able to escape. I must stay low profile. Until my cultivation level reaches Martial Marquis Level Five, I must not face a Master."
Lu Yan thought to himself, then hurried to the foot of the mountain.
When he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, Lu Yan slowed down because there was a figure running towards him from the front.
It was a man in his thirties, sharp-featured, with keen eyes, and a long knife on his back.
The man also noticed Lu Yan.
"Brother, it seems that a big fight broke out at the Zhao’s Blood Land Vein. What’s the situation now?"
The young man walked towards Lu Yan and asked politely.
"It’s fine, under control. I’m about to go to Bei City to support, how is the situation of the wall defense?"
Said Lu Yan.
"Pretty much the same, under control. The Masters sent me to investigate the situation at the Blood Land Vein. Brother, shall we go together?"
As the young man spoke, he approached Lu Yan.
When the two were about ten meters apart, the young man suddenly drew his knife, sprung forward, and launched an attack at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan was on guard early on, fearing that the man might be possessed by the creature. As soon as the young man made his move, he also drew his knife and launched an attack.
Clang!
The two knives collided, sparks flying. They both retreated two steps, then lunged at each other at the same time.
Both of them were proficient in knife techniques, wielding their blades like lightning, swift and unparalleled. In a fraction of a moment, they had already exchanged dozens of strikes without either gaining the upper hand.
"Such powerful bone strength, this man, merely at Martial Marquis Level Four, but his bone strength is on par with mine."
Lu Yan was secretly shocked.
Martial Marquis Level Four, with such overbearing bone strength, must certainly have an Innate Martial Body or Acquired Martial Body.
Just then, the young man’s knife technique changed once again, becoming more vicious. His attacks came in waves, like a relentless ocean tide.
It was completely a desperate style of fighting, disregarding defense and focusing solely on offense.
"What kind of knife technique is this?"
Lu Yan focused to fend off the attacks.
Generally, martial arts include both offense and defense, with defense often given more weight.
Three parts attack, seven parts defense.
Even for offensive martial arts, maintaining a balance of fifty percent attack and defense is quite good. Some desperate martial arts follow seven parts attack and three parts defense.
Because if one attacks with full force, weaknesses are easily exposed. If the enemy cannot be killed within a few moves and the enemy seizes upon these weaknesses to counterattack, one will be left with no defensive power.
However, the knife technique displayed by the opponent was entirely offensive, with zero defense.
Lu Yan focused on counterattacking, looking for weaknesses in the opponent’s knife technique.
"Such powerful knife technique, this person must have cultivated a top-tier martial art to a transcendent level."
Lu Yan thought to himself.
Drawing on his profound understanding of knife techniques, Lu Yan was able to block all of the opponent’s attacks.
After dozens of moves, Lu Yan finally found the opponent’s weak point, and his Red Blood Blade slash cut through the air.
Shluck!
The young man was hit in the waist, almost cut in half. Blood splattered everywhere, and his internal organs were exposed.
"This is..."
Lu Yan was shocked and quickly retreated.
Because despite the wound on the opponent’s waist, it seemed to have no effect on him. A black fog emanated from the wound, muscles wriggling as he rapidly healed.
"Not a monster, but a Martial Spirit."
Lu Yan’s pupils contracted.
"You’ve discovered it? Then go to hell."
The young man’s face distorted with malicious intent, and he lunged at Lu Yan with increased speed, his long knife slashing wildly, filling the empty air with knife light.
Lu Yan did not engage in combat with the young man. He performed the Cloud Walk, evading the young man’s attack and reappearing at his right side.
"Kill!"
The young man growled, his body twisting as he rushed towards Lu Yan again, faster than ever.
However, no matter how fast he was, he was no match for Lu Yan who had perfected the Unity of Man and Martial Arts through his Cloud Walk technique.
Lu Yan leisurely stepped, like a stroll in a serene garden, his movements graceful like floating clouds and flowing water, always maintaining a certain distance from the young man.
Lu Yan was looking for the young man’s weak point.
After failing to kill Lu Yan more than ten times, the young man started getting restless.
At this moment, Lu Yan once again spotted the young man’s weak point. Without hesitation, he launched his offensive, pushing the Cloud Walk, the Vajra Indestructible Skill, and the Nine Heavenly Blade to their limits.
The nine bone-strength flows within his body erupted at full force.
Whoosh!
In the dark night, Lu Yan seemed to transform into a phantom. In a blink of an eye, he was close to the young man, his blade light cutting through the void.
The young man’s head flew into the air.
But what was astonishing was that there was no rush of blood from his neck.
A faint shadow emerged from the young man’s body, connecting the head and the body. The severed head flew back, reattaching itself to the neck. The wound was healing rapidly.
"Monster..."
Lu Yan felt his hair standing on end and quickly put some distance between himself and his opponent.
Martial Spirits were truly bizarre.
Monsters were weird enough; they were hard to hurt with ordinary attacks, but Qi-blood and bone strength could inflict significant damage on them. With each hit, Lu Yan could distinctly feel the monster weakening.
But the Martial Spirit, while also weakening, did so at a much slower rate.
Unless he possessed an absolutely overpowering strength.
"You... die, I want you... to die."
The young man’s eyes filled with blood and his veins bulged. His body began to twist and convulse, his muscles writhing as if filled with thousands of insects.
Then, two snake-like entities emerged from either side of his neck.
They were real snakes, as thick as a human arm, half of them sticking out, forked tongues flickering; their lower halves merged with the young man’s body.
In addition, a snake tail grew from the young man’s coccyx. It was about two meters long and shone black, covered in snake scales.
Whoosh!
The young man lunged once again at Lu Yan, his speed even faster than before.
