The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#388 - Jingziwei

"I can't do it anymore, I can't hold on!" The woman holding the child said to the toy vendor, "This person's martial arts are too strong, we are no match for him. Brother Yuan, let everyone retreat! Save whoever can!"

At this moment, she had already exhausted her last bit of inner strength, her hair was disheveled, and she could barely hold the soft sword in her hand, panting heavily.

The toy vendor was slightly better than her, as he had the strongest inner strength cultivation among this group of Jianghu people, so he still had some strength left.

However, when he looked around, he found that only three or four people were still fighting alongside him, and that was only because the other side had shown mercy for some reason and hadn't used their full strength against them.

But the vendor still gritted his teeth and said, "We can't retreat! Don't forget the task we have! If we mess it up, even if we can escape now, those people won't let us go."

The woman holding the child was silent upon hearing this. She knew that the vendor was telling the truth. After catching her breath for a few moments, she gripped her weapon again.

Several figures darted out of the sedan chairs and rushed towards the river.

They were wearing brightly colored silk robes, their hands were covered with gold thumb rings and jade rings, looking like nouveau riche who had struck a fortune overnight, eager to let everyone know they had money, their appearance was extremely ridiculous.

But few people who saw them could really laugh.

Because their movements were too fast, they had already reached the bank in just a few breaths. Although they were still more than ten zhang away from the painted boat, they didn't hesitate at all and leaped up.

Like flying birds, they spread their wings in the air and glided with the wind.

Jieyu was stunned by this scene and muttered, "Are these people transformed from birds?"

"They are not transformed from birds," unexpectedly, the person who answered her was the zither-playing woman, whose expression had become unprecedentedly solemn, "They are the Net Guards."

"What are the Net Guards?" Jieyu was taken to the capital by human traffickers when she was six years old. Up until now, she couldn't be said to know everything about the capital, but she knew a lot, but she had never heard of this name.

On the contrary, Qinglan's face changed, "Is this the legendary Net Guard?"

The zither-playing woman nodded, "The imperial palace has a martial art, its power is extremely great, not inferior to the signature skills of those top orthodox sects, but the founder of this martial art… was an eunuch, and only eunuchs can cultivate his kung fu."

"In order to protect the imperial city and the safety of the imperial family, emperors of the past would select loyal eunuchs and grant them this martial art to form the Net Guard."

While the three women were talking, Lu Jing had already engaged with the Net Guards.

These Net Guards were all in the second-rate realm, but their skills were not comparable to those of ordinary second-rate realm martial artists, their movements were unbelievably fast.

It reminded Lu Jing of Dongfang Bubai in Swordsman, and these guys looked like eunuchs at a glance. Even if they sprinkled a lot of perfume on their bodies, they still couldn't completely cover up the unique smell of eunuchs.

In addition, their attack methods were also very unique. Unlike the rigid and methodical moves of ordinary Jianghu people, they didn't pay attention to any moves or routines at all. Just like shrew fighting in the streets, they used all kinds of methods that were despised by martial artists, such as poking eyes, kicking the groin, and even slapping faces.

However, they cooperated with each other very tacitly, with a sense of progress, which made Lu Jing a little tired to cope with for a while.

The weapons they used were also very distinctive, a bit like a hook scythe, but much shorter than a hook scythe, which could be held directly in their hands, and the tip was also exceptionally sharp with serrated edges.

If he was stabbed, his flesh would immediately burst open. Even Lu Jing, who had cultivated the Fire Scale Armor, didn't want to take a hit head-on, so he could only wield the iron rod in his hand impenetrably, trying not to let these elusive eunuchs get close.

Qinglan on the upper floor was worried about Lu Jing's inner strength consumption again, but because she had been slapped in the face too many times before, she didn't dare to speak rashly this time, but nervously watched the battle on the river.

The more she watched, the more shocked she became. The strength of the Net Guard was indeed extraordinary.

Qinglan put herself in Lu Jing's position and felt that she couldn't even last a breath under such a suffocating and dense offensive. Of course, what shocked her the most was Lu Jing's inner strength cultivation.

It should be known that Lu Jing had just defeated three experts from the Tianlong Sect, and then he took the initiative to jump on the boat, fighting against many enemies with his own strength, and he had exhausted that group of martial arts masters on the painted boat. He didn't even take a breath, and then he fought with the Net Guard again.

Ordinary first-rate masters would probably have shown signs of fatigue long ago, but Lu Jing seemed only slightly embarrassed now, and his breath and pace were not disturbed at all.

Considering that the inner strength cultivation method he cultivated was only the Little Vajra Strength, Qinglan felt even more terrified. Even as his number one fan, she couldn't help but doubt her own eyes at this moment.

After experiencing the initial unpreparedness, Lu Jing gradually stabilized his position.

The martial arts of these eunuchs are strange and their movements are superb. At first glance, they are indeed difficult to defend against, but to put it bluntly, it is just the word 'waiting for an opportunity'.

Now that he knew their behavioral pattern, Lu Jing no longer needed to predict their next move. As long as he showed weakness to the enemy, he could naturally guide their moves in the direction Lu Jing wanted, so as to defeat them one by one.

Knowing is knowing, but Lu Jing was not in a hurry to make a move. The reason was still the same as before. He had only consumed less than 30% of the inner strength in his dantian. It was rare to encounter another group of fresh troops, and the inner strength cultivation method cultivated by this group of fresh troops was obviously several levels higher than the previous Jianghu heroes.

In terms of the power of true qi alone, it was even close to the Nebula Divine Art cultivated by Yan Yun, which made Lu Jing surprised. He didn't want to end the battle so early, and the eunuchs on the opposite side didn't seem to have learned the lessons of their predecessors.

After all, in their opinion, Lu Jing had been consumed by two waves in a row, and he was so young, he should be almost unable to support it, so dragging on would obviously be more beneficial to them.

As a result, Qinglan and others upstairs discovered, why is this script so familiar now? Just as their expressions became more and more strange, no one expected that the next moment would be a sudden change.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the water and, before Lu Jing could hold his own against the eunuchs, struck Lu Jing's back with a palm!