The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 94 - 90 Fierce Flesh Maitreya

Chapter 94: Chapter 90 Fierce Flesh Maitreya

"What kind of evil skill is this?"

Li Yan’s eyes showed shock, and he couldn’t help but ask.

Indeed, the opponent was not just simply fat.

He had used Hidden Energy on the Flying Blade he threw. Though it wouldn’t crush mountains or split stones, it was more than enough to pierce through flesh.

The opponent’s fat trembled, seemingly dispelling the power of the Flying Blade.

A master of Force Transformation could easily accomplish this, but not in this manner!

This technique was unheard of.

"It’s a spell passed down by Fang Xian Dao..."

Luo Mingzi’s eyes were full of vigilance, and he said in a deep voice, "He knows the Maitreya Great Mantra, he must be one of the sixty-four Incense Masters. Ordinary spells are useless, attack his lower body!"

His experience was rich; he immediately saw the weak point of this "Shan Master."

Among the enforcers, there was no shortage of spell experts. To deal with such enemies, one could set up an altar for dueling, summon troops to capture, but they were all injured at the foot of the mountain.

Those who came this time were all people who supplemented with spells and excelled in close combat.

Their spells could be broken by the Maitreya Great Mantra. The opponent’s body was also bizarre; attacking the upper body was useless, and being caught in a gap meant death.

The only chance was to attack his lower body.

Without any hesitation, Luo Mingzi and the remaining Daoists immediately leapt forward with swords held high.

The stones in front of the Shan Master’s body had all been blown away, but he was indifferent, just standing there contemptuously gazing at them.

The attacks of the two Daoists arrived in an instant.

One of them leaped up, performing a flourish with his sword, thrusting straight toward the Shan Master’s eyes. The sword’s light flickered, dazzling everyone.

This move was called "Immortal’s Guidance," but with a subtle variation. It seemed like a feint, but it was a blend of real and fake, covering the eyes, throat, and many other vital areas, changing with the enemy’s reactions.

As the saying goes, "Amidst the chaotic flowers, one’s eyes could be lost. The Immortal’s Guidance, among which only one is real!"

However, this fierce swordsmanship was just a decoy.

Just as the beggar’s eyes were shrouded by the sword flourishes, Luo Mingzi had already followed closely, his figure precisely blocked by the Daoist in front.

This was their joint attack technique, derived from Qimen Dunjia.

Even if the opponent’s eyesight was extraordinary, a blind spot in the field of vision would still occur. Luo Mingzi used his companion as cover to hide his own form.

This set of swordsmanship was called the "Dunjia Sword Formation."

Two could use it; three made it more powerful. If enough people were present, they could even harness the power of Magic Artifacts, gathering the surrounding Astral Bane Energy to form "situations" and "layouts."

Seizing this clever escape, Luo Mingzi lowered his posture, silently sneaking around the side of the beggar’s head, while reversing his sword for a slash at the opponent’s foot tendon.

The Shan Master had a massive build, especially with that belly, completely obscuring his vision. Even if he looked down at this moment, he wouldn’t see Luo Mingzi.

However, his upper body was exceptionally agile.

Facing the "Immortal’s Path" attack targeting the upper body, he twisted his head, sidestepped, and directly caught the treasure sword with his huge left hand, regardless of the sharp edge.

Simultaneously, his right hand swung the Wolf Fang Club, following through with the force, slamming it backward toward Luo Mingzi with a terrifying whistling sound.

Luo Mingzi’s expression changed immediately.

During battle, people’s instinctive reactions were to avoid harm, but this often led to greater danger. Many techniques operated on such a principle: attacking left to strike right, forcing the opponent to reveal a flaw while evading.

He hadn’t expected the opponent to directly exchange injury for injury.

His sword could indeed cut the opponent’s foot tendon, but the whistling Wolf Fang Club could also smash his head like a ripe melon.

Luo Mingzi had no choice but to exert force with his foot, changing direction at the last moment, performing a flipping maneuver to narrowly avoid the Wolf Fang Club.

However, the Daoist attacking the upper body wasn’t so lucky.

His treasure sword was caught by the beggar’s head, prompting a backward tug in an instinctive attempt to slice off the opponent’s hand with the blade’s sharpness.

Yet, the beggar’s head had used Hidden Energy in his grab, with a strength far beyond ordinary, directly deforming the blade.

The Daoist above only felt as if his treasure sword had struck rock; no matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn’t extract it half an inch.

Following that, a tremendous pulling force ensued.

If he continued to hold the treasure sword, he feared being thrown against the wall by this giant.

His expression changed, hurriedly releasing his grip to abandon the sword.

But it was too late.

The beggar’s head yanked, causing him to lose balance in the air. After forcing back Luo Mingzi with the Wolf Fang Club, the beggar’s head again easily swung upward, aiming to smash him.

But at that moment, the beggar’s head paused, abandoning the attack, twisting to avoid a Flying Blade aiming for his eyes.

It was Li Yan seizing the opportunity, throwing the Flying Blade, attacking Wei to save Zhao.

This maneuver allowed the Daoist to narrowly escape. Flipping sideways in midair, he unleashed Hidden Energy, kicking the beggar’s head’s belly, using the force to retreat rapidly.

As for the beggar’s head, after receiving this heavy kick, he only took a step back. The fat on his belly rippled like water waves, quickly dispersing the force.

After taking a Hidden Energy kick, he appeared unscathed.

Due to the prior offensive and defense, it was now Luo Mingzi at the rear, with Li Yan and the Daoist at the front, forming a pincer attack.

Yet, the Shan Master remained unflustered, extending his bloodied left hand to slap his belly, causing the fat to wobble and dislodging the Flying Blade that Li Yan had previously embedded there.

The wound was packed with greasy yellow fat, no longer bleeding.

Seeing this, Luo Mingzi’s eyes turned grim, "Be careful, this guy has already mastered Force Transformation!"

No wonder...

Li Yan suddenly understood.

This guy was already a master of Force Transformation. Coupled with his strange, fat body, he was comparable to a human fortress with both attack and defense capabilities.

If it weren’t for his slower speed, someone might have died in just this one round.

After forcing back the three people, the beggar’s Shan Master did not pursue but stood there, swinging the Wolf Fang Club in his hand while looking at them askance, seemingly waiting for them to attack.