The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#784 - Rage

"Are you planning a gauntlet match?" Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you ask us to come at you together? What, are you regretting it now?" the old nun sneered.

"Uh, when I said 'together,' I meant all of you at once, not one by one," Lu Jing explained.

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What ridiculous nonsense!" The old nun laughed in anger. "So, you're just a wild kid with no sect or school, who stumbled into the first class by some lucky chance, and now you don't think any of the heroes in the world are worth a damn? You're a frog in a well, utterly laughable! Fine, today I'll let you witness the might of Buddhist profound arts."

As she spoke, she had already placed her hand on the hilt of her sword. When she finished the last word, the precious sword left its scabbard with a clang, pointing straight at Lu Jing!

The old nun's swordsmanship was as fiery as her temper.

There was no probing, as is common in duels among martial artists. Her first sword strike mobilized all her strength. When the long sword pierced out, it even emitted a series of explosions, rushing towards Lu Jing's chest like a white rainbow piercing the sun!

She hadn't been exaggerating just now. The sword technique she was using was called the Great Vehicle Saint Immeasurable Life Sword.

Although it wasn't as famous in the martial world as the Xuankong Temple's unique skills, it was indeed a first-rate Buddhist sword technique!

Originally, it was known for being continuous and impeccable, but when used by the old nun, it lacked some finesse and gained more ferocity. Combined with her withered glory energy, its power was astonishing…

Truly, with a sword in hand, all evils are dispelled! Even Zen Master Yunhe and the others nodded secretly.

This old nun's temper is awful, but her skills are truly not lacking at all. The others put themselves in Lu Jing's position and thought that facing this fierce sword strike, there was no better choice than to retreat temporarily to avoid the brunt of it and then wait for an opportunity to act.

Lu Jing seemed to think so too. Seeing the sword stabbing towards him, one foot moved back half a step.

However, the other foot did not follow, but instead feinted a move and swung the Zen staff in his hand.

The old nun made the first move and seized the initiative, but Lu Jing's side had the advantage of the Zen staff being long enough. Combining the two, it was as if neither had gained an advantage.

The long sword and Zen staff arrived in front of each other almost simultaneously.

The old nun snorted coldly, without changing her move. She lightly stepped on lotus steps, swayed her body, and let Lu Jing's Zen staff pass by, while the long sword in her hand continued to stab towards Lu Jing's chest.

Lu Jing sighed softly in his heart upon seeing this.

As expected, in battles of this level, even if his internal strength cultivation occupied an absolute advantage, it was not easy to make the opponent obediently compete with him in internal strength.

This was also why Lu Jing wanted to find the True Explanation of the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs. Don't look at the fact that he had many powerful martial arts, but his output had always been a bit of a problem.

Of course, it was also a dream for the old nun to want to take advantage of him. Seeing her getting close, Lu Jing immediately arranged the Steadfast Eight Directions, this single-combat divine skill, for her.

The old nun saw that this sword was about to succeed, but she didn't expect that the shadow of the staff suddenly surrounded her, and she couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

When, when did she fall into the encirclement?

She knew that if she continued to use this sword, it would hit Lu Jing's Zen staff, and finally had to hastily withdraw her move. Then, she planned to use her body technique to first distance herself from Lu Jing a little, but after trying several times, no matter how exquisite her footwork was, no matter which direction she chose, southeast, northwest, she couldn't break out of Lu Jing's one-zhang range.

The old nun's face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

She also remembered the battle in the Scholar's Building. Although she wasn't there at the time, she later heard people say that Lu Jing had entangled Abbot Huitong of Xuankong Temple to death, presumably using this set of martial arts.

Sure enough, it was a bit evil.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, the old nun could only grit her teeth and take the initiative to meet Lu Jing's Zen staff.

As a result, the first time the long sword and Zen staff intersected, she personally felt the horror of Lu Jing's internal strength cultivation.

A small diamond strength invaded all the way from the Hegu point to the elbow, although it was finally resolved by her withered glory energy, it still shocked her into a cold sweat.

However, she only hesitated slightly, and then waved her sword again. Of course, the old nun didn't want to compete with Lu Jing in internal strength, but hoped to rely on the advantage of the precious sword in her hand to cut off Lu Jing's weapon and escape.

Unfortunately, her plan ultimately failed.

Although Lu Jing's Zen staff looked dark and unremarkable, and had no reputation in the martial world, it was a magic weapon made for him by Chi, the master of weapon refining.

Not only did it use the meteorite iron of the original Zen staff, but it also contained chromium, and its hardness and toughness far exceeded other alloys of this era.

Although the long sword in the old nun's hand was also a precious sword, it couldn't compare to Lu Jing's Zen staff.

After smashing it a few times, Lu Jing's Zen staff only had a few marks on it, while the precious sword in her hand had already been smashed with gaps. However, the old nun didn't have time to feel sorry for the precious sword at this time.

After a few mutual attacks, she herself felt a little qi and blood surging, and Lu Jing's attack was still continuous. After a while, she was only left with constantly dodging. One of her shoes fell off, and her hair was disheveled. How embarrassed she looked, she no longer had the majesty of a grandmaster.

Zen Master Yunhe sighed, "Stop, Great Hero Lu."

However, Lu Jing turned a deaf ear and was still playing the whack-a-mole game with the old nun.

Zen Master Yunhe coughed lightly and said to the old nun, "Master Kumu, admit defeat."

The old nun just stared at Lu Jing with a pair of red eyes, ignoring Zen Master Yunhe.

Zen Master Yunhe had no choice but to continue, "It's meaningless to continue fighting, but… it will damage your dignity, Master."

The old nun heard the words and lowered her sword, standing in place without moving.

Seeing her stop, Lu Jing didn't kill her and also withdrew the Zen staff in his hand.

Seeing this, Master Kumu was about to silently return to Yunhe and the others, but she heard Lu Jing behind her speak again, leisurely saying, "Is this the power of Buddhist profound arts? Thank you, Master, for your guidance. This frog in a well has learned something today."

Master Kumu's body swayed, and then she spewed out a large mouthful of blood. After being trapped by the Steadfast Eight Directions, she was already a little unstable in her inner breath, and now she was angered by this sentence!

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