NOVEL NEXT Chapter 95: Believe It or Not, I Can Beat You With One Hand!
Chapter 95: Believe It or Not, I Can Beat You With One Hand!
Zhao Yucheng, who heard the discussions around him, spoke up hastily: “Master Lu, please have mercy and stop at the right moment!”
Lu Xun’s lungs were about to explode with anger at Lin Fengmian, so how could he listen to him? He coldly said, “Insulting my Tai Xu Temple, there can be no leniency.”
Lin Fengmian said helplessly: “Do you want to fight or not? My wine will be chilled in a moment.”
Lu Xun’s hand gripping the whisk was bulging with veins as he roared, “You ignorant brat, you’re courting death!”
With a flick of his whisk, the tail of the whisk grew with the wind, wrapping around several times to form a long dragon that rolled towards Lin Fengmian. It seemed like he wanted to use the advantage of his whisk spiritual tool to settle the matter quickly and embarrass Lin Fengmian.
Lin Fengmian just smiled and bent his fingers slightly. The long sword on the ground suddenly jumped up with a clang, transforming into a sword light that wrapped around him.
Powered by his will, the sword circled around him, slicing the white whisk that was rolling in.
When Lu Xun saw Lin Fengmian’s sword, he couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, “A mid-grade spiritual tool?”
Although one could manipulate objects from a distance after reaching the seventh level of artifact refinement, such agility required the cooperation of magical tools.
He had originally thought that only he possessed one, but to his surprise, this discarded disciple Lin Fengmian also had a spiritual tool, and it seemed to be a mid-grade one.
How could he not be amazed and envious at the same time? His own tool was borrowed from his master!
Lin Fengmian chuckled lightly, “Just because you have one, doesn’t mean I can’t.”
Lu Xun snorted coldly, “You think a mid-level spiritual tool can defeat me? Dream on!”
Even though he had only recently reached the Foundation Establishment realm and had no combat experience, he was certain that his true essence was more abundant than Lin Fengmian’s. He could wear him down!
Thus, the two of them stood motionless in the arena, constantly making hand gestures.
The sword was extremely agile, constantly colliding with the spiritual tool of the whisk in the air, each collision cutting off many whisk hairs.
Most of the onlookers were witnessing an immortal battle for the first time. Seeing the dazzling array of colors and the two magic tools locked in battle, they couldn’t help but exclaim from time to time.
“Who has the upper hand?”
“I don’t know, it should be Master Lu, right? After all, he’s Master Huanglong’s disciple.”
“No, look at the blue sword, it’s so powerful, it doesn’t seem to be at a disadvantage.”
“Exactly, look at Master Lu, he’s sweating, while Fengmian is calm and composed.”
“Not only calm, he’s chatting and laughing with the woman next to him, he doesn’t seem to be taking it seriously at all.”
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When Lu Xun heard the discussions below, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
How could this guy’s true essence be so rich?
Long-term artifact manipulation had already taken its toll on him!
However, Lin Fengmian remained calm and composed as he whispered to Xia Yunxi, “Yunxi, this guy is competing with us in spiritual energy, isn’t he courting death?”
So far, he had only used his own power, not the Demon Emperor Technique.
And this Demon Emperor Technique, which had even surprised Luo Xue, was far more profound in spirit energy than ordinary people.
Xia Yunxi also found it amusing and whispered, “Brother, he doesn’t know that you can use my spirit energy.”
Lin Fengmian shook his head, this guy was indeed, as Wen Qinlin had said, a beginner!
Who the hell fights like this, standing still and releasing? Only he would play with him like this.
After assessing Lu Xun’s true abilities, he shook his head and decided not to waste any more time.
“Is this all you have, Daoist Lu? What a waste of time!”
He pointed with his hand and coldly said, “Go, Illusionary Light Split Sword!”
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the long sword suddenly split into several swords, and the sword light quickly split into several beams that sliced the whisk to pieces.
Lu Xun hadn’t expected Lin Fengmian to have any reserves left; the whisk was cut off countless hairs, and several sword beams flew towards him.
Scared, he quickly pulled out the whisk and waved it rapidly, retreating while defending, pushing back the sword beams.
But there were too many sword-beams, so he could only throw the whisk, and the silk threads quickly stretched out.
The long silk threads wrapped around him like white snakes, blocking the dozen or so swords that were attacking him.
Now, everyone could see that Lin Fengmian was in the lead, and they were all astonished.
“Am I seeing things? Fengmian is pushing Master Lu?”
“Didn’t they say that Master Lu is stronger than Fengmian?”
Wen Qinlin was also surprised, “How can Brother Lin’s spiritual energy be so abundant? Even now, he can still cast such a spirit-consuming technique.”
“This spirit energy is probably more profound than that of an average Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, right?”
Zhou Xiaoping was also surprised as she iced the wine, “Could this guy have been hiding his strength all along?”
Wen Qinlin shook his head, “I seem to have underestimated him. His foundation is incredibly solid, his cultivation technique must be extraordinary.”
Zhou Xiaoping chuckled, “Don’t worry about him, look at Zhao Yazhi’s face, it’s turning green!”
As she said this, Zhao Yazhi, who was standing on the sidelines, stared at the carefree and dashing Lin Fengmian blankly, looking confused.
Was she dreaming? Why was that useless Lin Fengmian harassing her elder brother?
Wasn’t he supposed to be a failure?
Didn’t Master say that Senior Brother was a genius in cultivation?
Seeing Lu Xun barely able to defend himself, her heart tightened.
Could it be that Senior Brother was going to lose? No, it couldn’t be, Senior Brother must have a hidden move!
As if to answer her, Lin Fengmian suddenly laughed heartily, “Daoist Lu, do you think hiding will save you?”
He lightly lifted Xia Yunxi and jumped up, a sword light landing beneath his feet, gracefully carrying him and Xia Yunxi towards Lu Xun.
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly, “The wine is already chilled, I’m not playing with you anymore!”
He stretched out his hand, and sword rays quickly converged in his hand, eventually forming a blue long sword that he held.
With one hand around Xia Yunxi and the other hand holding the sword, he broke through the whisk’s defense and swung the sword freely.
Everyone heard a shout: “Lotus Slash!”
A series of dazzling sword beams instantly exploded like a magnificent blue lotus blossoming, shattering countless whisk hairs.
As everyone came to their senses, they saw the shredded whiskers falling like snow.
Lin Fengmian held the sword and pointed it at Lu Xun’s neck with a triumphant smile, “Daoist Lu, you’ve lost!”
Lu Xun held the bare whisk, his face filled with disbelief, “This can’t be, absolutely impossible!”
Lin Fengmian sheathed the sword and calmly said, “Nothing is impossible.”
Zhou Xiaoping was happy as if she had won herself, excitedly carrying the wine and running upstairs.
Seeing Lu Xun’s disheveled appearance, she couldn’t help but kick him while he was down, “You don’t think that being able to cultivate makes you special, do you? It’s like anyone can’t cultivate!”
She waved her fist, looking both cute and fierce, “Believe it or not, I can beat you with just one hand?”