Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 502 - 303: Guess Who Taught Me? _2

Chapter 502: Chapter 303: Guess Who Taught Me? _2

The Demon Clan is known for their physical bodies and wild Spiritual Energy, so they were able to practice this cultivation technique, but even if it was left for the descendants of the Fox Clan, most still couldn’t meet the requirements.

Therefore, Xin Yue rewarded those quality disciples with half a book, which was the modified incomplete scroll.

But for Jiang Feng...

"The Qi points are still flowing."

Murmuring to himself in his heart.

The Sword Array spun in the air, sensing the Bone Dragon already at the front, waving both hands, eight flying swords instantly merged into one, spreading out before him immediately, blocking the Bone Dragon.

But this move only made Xuan Yinzi reveal a sinister smile, the Mountain River fan flashed in his hand, with a swing, the young man only felt his legs sink, his body as if soaked in water.

The upper body felt even heavier, as though a mountain was pressing down, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but the Bone Dragon that had been refined as his lifeblood wouldn’t have any hesitation, immediately rolling Jiang Feng into a ball.

Minute bone spikes exploded at that instant!

Slash——

Making it impossible to dodge.

"Hahaha, is this the incense stick’s worth of time you said you’d kill me?"

"Trash, trash!"

"Someone at your realm in Xuanyin Sect isn’t even worthy to be the dog for me, and now only half a stick of incense time is left, come on, let’s see how you’re going to kill me, come on!"

Still clamoring.

The look was very much like a gamer with a gear property advantage, messing around at the opponent’s highland gate, preparing to abuse the spring.

Though two bone spikes pierced through the body, they were merely lacerations, as he sensed the mishap of the Mountain River fan the moment he twisted his body, the Sword Qi and Bone Dragon collided, sending him retreating another dozen meters.

Before being blown away, again a flying sword snuck an attack from Xuan Yinzi’s back, but this time it didn’t target the face or critical points, but an inconspicuous acupuncture point on the thigh.

Clang!

Bone and skin deflected this sword.

"Tricks of the trade."

Yet Jiang Feng was not the least angered.

After being injured, he casually pulled out the bone spike and tossed it away, one hand forming a sword gesture, the other a spell gesture, continuing to perform Sword Flight while constantly deploying Daoist Skills, stalling for time.

If one looked closely at his eyes, they would find his attention was no longer on the current battle situation, but silently contemplating, calculating, and recalling something.

Before this confrontation started, no, technically speaking, after obtaining the intelligence on Xuan Yinzi from Jin Yuan, he had filtered through that memory countless times in his mind.

It was something his junior sister once said to him.

"Senior Brother, look, this is how the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art operates."

"Although the cultivation technique I learned isn’t complete, the overall operation method and characteristics are absolutely correct, this cultivation technique is domineering, but it’s easily influenced by malevolent energy affecting one’s sanity."

"The places to absorb and release Spiritual Energy are marked here by me, this... must be correct, because I saw the diagram in the cultivation manual at that time, and had deliberately circled the points with a red brush."

"Head is Dangyang, Yang Bai, Upper and Lower Guans."

"Body is Xuan Ji, Purple Palace, Central Hall, Water Points, the arm’s Yunmen, Middle Mansion, Tianquan and Minor Sea are all weaknesses."

"Palm has Minor Mansion, Lesser Business, Zhong Chong."

"Leg also has, Futu, Sanli, Three Yin, Blood Sea... Senior Brother, if you encounter those from Xuanyin Sect in the future, when they operate their cultivation technique, strike these places and you’ll be fine."

"But remember, must puncture the Qi Portal finally to completely sever their Qi."

"Though some places are quite obscure, as long as struck, it will affect the operation of the cultivation technique, especially when the opponent fully operates their Spiritual Energy."

"If it’s my current realm, Senior Brother only needs to hit three of these acupoints here, and finally strike the Qi Portal, my operation of the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art will directly break, even if Sister has helped me improve a part, I will certainly be rendered completely powerless."

"Hm? Higher realm?"

"I don’t know, but the Core Formation Stage should be about five acupoints, these points won’t have much effect when first struck, the more struck, when finally piercing the Qi Portal, the injuries taken are heavier..."

Until now he could still remember Miss Lin sitting in his room at night, discussing the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art’s manner.

His junior sister would never cause him trouble, more considerate to the point it was heart-wrenching, she would never ask him to avenge or anything, telling him this cultivation technique was merely for when he really encountered Xuanyin Sect disciples in the future, he would have an extra chance of winning.

Clang!

The collision between bone layers and iron wire was so muffled, so inconspicuous in the night.

"Slash!"

"Flash!"

"Break!"

Suddenly smashing the bone layer, at this moment the Sword Qi and Spiritual Energy inside Jiang Feng had operated to the extreme.

Even nostrils and lip seams had started to overflow with fresh blood.

"Little beast, then take another palm from me!"

The left hand grips the Mountain and River Fan unwilling to let go, so Xuan Yinzi has to temporarily give up controlling the Bone Dragon.

The right hand gathers gray spiritual energy, and although it’s a spontaneous decision, he directly sends out a Creation Palm.

"Seven Swords as One, Cold Blade... Duanchang!"

This is the clash between Swordmaster Peak and the Xuanyin Sect.

Both sides have pulled out the ancient skills from their sect’s thousands of years of heritage, further personifying the confrontation between the two factions in these two young individuals.

The instant collision nearly causes both individuals to lose consciousness.

Om—

A flying sword flips seven or eight times in the air before landing, embedding slantingly and emitting a resounding clang.

The longsword flies horizontally, scattering like a meteor falling to the ground. These merely quality flying swords finally can’t hold up anymore; some shatter, some bend, others crack, with chipped and incomplete edges.

Only that seemingly plain fire poker remains intact in Jiang Feng’s grip, supporting him as he stands directly.

"Hoo~ Cough cough, cough cough cough..."

He spits out a mouthful of turbid air, and at the same time, a few mouthfuls of dark blood.

Though his breathing is a bit rapid, it remains relatively smooth. The blood clots from the internal injuries clear out with a forceful spurt, leaving him feeling much relieved, taking deep breaths of fresh air.

The Demon Heart Technique circulating in his body slowly comes to a halt; after all, he’s only at the lower tier of Core Formation stage, and his physical body has reached its limit of endurance. Dust swirls in the air as Jiang Feng looks across to the other side.

"Kid, you can’t hold on any longer, hand over your life!"

The dust suddenly scatters away.

It is the disheveled young master of the Xuanyin Sect with a fierce grin.

No matter how Jiang Feng temporarily elevates his strength using the Demon Heart Technique, there remains a fundamental gap between him and this expert nearly stepping into the Nascent Soul stage.

Especially considering the other is a medicine jar, equipped with a heap of high-level magic treasures and cultivation techniques.

His body swiftly darts through the forest; though it’s clear Xuan Yinzi’s injuries are lighter, his stamina is nearly depleted.

But the advantage of elixirs and cultivation allows him to persevere up to now, even as Jiang Feng exhausts his spiritual energy and employs the Demon Heart Technique to drag the confrontation this long, yet he still can’t completely erase the gap in cultivation between them.

This is an insurmountable chasm.

Watching Xuan Yinzi rise abruptly in the distance, Jiang Feng notes that his Bone Dragon and Mountain and River Fan have both become inactive.

His goal has been achieved.

"Hehehe."

A wry smile surfaces, the stained teeth with dark blood appearing rather unsightly.

However, Jiang Feng merely flips the iron wire into a reverse grip, his most adept and favorite weapon.

The movements are unhurried, legs slowly widening, left hand supporting a virtual holder—this awkward posture seeming peculiar, but if those old fossils from the Purple Cloud Palace were standing there, they would certainly mistake this silhouette.

The figures and movements of Jiang Feng and Liu Tangxi, at this very moment, seem to merge into one.

Xuan Yinzi’s eyes harbor nothing but madness and a craving for victory because he is absolutely certain Jiang Feng’s body possesses not a trace of spiritual energy left.

Observing Jiang Feng still manage to lift his sword, the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art continues operating, his body condensing in a bone layer, at which point he finally reaches the resolve to exchange injury for life.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two closes!

"Die, you little beast!"

Thud!

The body momentarily freezes in mid-air.

Looking down, it’s Jiang Feng who has stabbed the iron wire into himself, right above the left chest, slightly below the clavicle.

Even that bone armor layer remains unbroken.

"Hahaha, putting on a show, I thought you had some real skill."

"If so, then let me grant you, you..."

His gaze suddenly turns dazed, then bewildered.

In that instant, his internal spiritual energy bursts out, gushing madly from every acupuncture point, visible jets even in the air.

And Jiang Feng merely uses the iron wire to press against the fully bone-covered armor, exerting a little pressure, forcing Xuan Yinzi to stagger backward repeatedly.

"You, why do you..."

Shocked, incredulity evident.

For this method of disrupting energy is only known by core and direct disciples of the sect!

"Hoo~"

Jiang Feng merely reveals a phenomenally provoking smile, responding in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Guess who taught me?"