Chapter 293: Imperial Martial Tournament – Part 12 (1/2)
Li Wenyou had already signaled the start of the match. However, both contestants didn't move.
As Lu Fengxian came out empty-handed, Luo Song waited for him to bring out a weapon.
”Where is your weapon, Ding Bu? I don't like killing an unarmed weakling!”
”Oh, please. I only need one finger to beat a snotty wench like you. If you want me to use one hand to fight you, you should at least bring a heaven-grade weapon.”
”Your overconfidence will be your downfall!”
Since Lu Fengxian was so arrogant, Luo Song decided to attack first. She probed his strength with an earth element strike with her hammer.
Lu Fengxian stood still. His eyes glanced at the bright red spot and the red lines on the hammer while he pointed his finger, aiming at the bright red spot. Then, he coated his finger with his Life Qi, turning his finger to be as sharp as a sword.
Lu Fengxian used his sword Qi with his finger!
BOOM
Luo Song's hammer contacted something, but the weapon feedback was odd.
Lu Fengxian's index finger penetrated into the sky-grade hammer. A second later, the weapon cracked, expanding spider web lines, and crumbled.
When the hammerhead fell off from the shaft, it revealed the bloody finger of Lu Fengxian. The fingernail sunk into the flesh, and the finger bent backward.
Yet, Lu Fengxian was unperturbed. He simply glanced at the broken finger and chuckled.
”I guess my current body isn't ready to receive an element attack head-on. Well, I guess you earn my respect for forcing me to use my sword Qi.”
Lu Fengxian's injured finger shone in silver light as his Life Qi activated his physique ability. The broken bone, cracked fingernail, and bloody wound were healed. He then wiggled his finger, testing if it was still working.
The self-restoration ability belonged to his special physique, which he had learned from a scripture when he was an immortal.
…
Morning Star Scripture
Lu Fengxian obtained it from a demon's tomb by chance during a mass expedition of a human cultivator alliance. He hid it from the others and read the scripture when he was alone.
The scripture recorded the secret of War God Physique and how one could obtain the strongest body of the Proud Demon, Lucifer.
War God Physique specialized in physical invincibility, bursting power, and regenerative ability. There were seven levels of mastery, and each level unlocked the next stage of physical evolution.
In Lu Fengxian's case, who was a 3rd-stage cultivator and had unlocked the first level of the scripture, his natural physical defense was on par with a nascent soul cultivator. However, he lacked life essence to fuel his physique, so he could still be injured when he was attacked by an elemental technique.
Had Lu Fengxian had life essence, he could have unlocked the second level. Then, his body would have been immune to basic elemental Qi, and his physical attack would be as strong as elemental attacks.
When the scripture practitioners combined its physique capability with other physical techniques, they could bring out destructive power, worthy of the title War God.
In short, this scripture and its secret were extremely, brokenly overpowered, and it didn't belong in a mortal world. It was considered a myth-grade item, desired by fate gods and dao gods.
And yet, Lu Fengxian had already memorized everything.
…
Luo Song stared at her broken weapon in astonishment. She was confused about how a weak 3rd-stage cultivator broke her sky-grade hammer with just a finger.
”HOW!?”
Lu Fengxian sneered and scoffed, ”Have your father ever taught you about Death Perception and weapon intent? I guess not.”
”Death, what?”
”I guess I have to show you the difference between a real cultivator and a 3rd-rated trash who only relies on cultivation base and raw strength.”
Lu Fengxian's eyes sharpened and glared at Luo Song. He unleashed his killing intent for the first time.
The air around Lu Fengxian distorted as if he had used Miaomiao's killing domain. However, the distorted space focused on Luo Song, creating a 30-meter wide dome around her instead.
Luo Song suddenly couldn't move. She stared at Lu Fengxian as if she had seen a ghost.
From her point of view, Lu Fengxian had transformed into a colossus heinous monster beast with thousands of fangs and grotesque disproportion head, torso, and twelve limbs, exuding the aura of a 7th-stage beast.
The beast roared and jumped toward her.
”KYAAAA!!”
In a panic, Luo Song screamed and kicked the ground, flying away from the ring.
As soon as Luo Song flew above the open-aired stadium, her vision was restored to normal.
Lu Fengxian laughed and waved his hand at her, ”So much for your arrogance. How come you run away from a 3rd-stage weakling? I haven't done anything to do yet.”
”…”
Luo Song stared at Lu Fengxian in disbelief, unable to understand what had happened.
The vision she saw was so real. She could even smell the beast's bad breathe and hear its groan. Yet, it suddenly disappeared.
”What just happened?”
”What just happened? You ran away from me, that's what happened.”
”…”
Meanwhile, the spectators started yelling, thinking that she threw the match.
”GET BACK THERE AND KILL DING BU, YOU BITCH!!”
”I BET 1,000 REFINED STONES ON YOU!! YOU'D BETTER NOT THROW THE MATCH!!”
Boooooo!!
The stadium erupted. Everyone booed at Lou Song and threw random objects into the arena.
Luo Song's face reddened in embarrassment and shame. She glared at Lu Fengxian, blaming him for the humiliation.
”That was an illusion or a mind attack, right? You tricked me!”
Lu Fengxian chuckled, ”You only saw your heart devil and your greatest fear. If you can't handle that much, you're no match for me.”
”Insolence! Your arrogance has just spelled your death!”
Luo Song was serious now. She spread her large bat wings, and brown miasma fume was released from her body.
The gas moved around as if it was alive. It expanded and covered the entire field, including Lu Fengxian.
The thick miasma gas prevented the crowd from seeing the arena, they complained again.
”I can't see anything!”
”This succubus gas again! Don't inhale it!”