Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint Chapter 162 - 112: Senior Sister (2)

"Poison!?"

The color drained from Tu Gang’s face.

The Money Dart had been coated with the potent venom of a Bone-Eroding Spider—a vicious toxin that could corrode bones and muscles while obstructing the flow of True Qi!

"You little bastard! What a venomous trick!"

A bloody glint appeared in Tu Gang’s eyes.

He forcefully circulated a surge of Blood Evil True Qi, directing it toward the wound on his left shoulder to suppress the rapidly spreading numbness.

But this suppression consud an imnse amount of True Qi and ntal energy. He could feel his True Qi draining away at an alarming rate.

’I have to end this quickly! I’ll use my superior Power to kill him before the poison fully takes hold!’

Tu Gang made his decision in an instant.

He channeled his remaining Blood Evil True Qi without reservation. A bloody mist churned around him, and his aura beca even more ferocious and violent than before!

"ROAR—!"

Tu Gang abandoned all defense, his heavy Ghost Head Saber transforming into an overwhelming torrent of blood-red saber light. With a shriek that tore through the air, he hacked madly at Chen Qing.

Every slash was imnsely powerful, stirring up a foul, bloody wind that forced Chen Qing into a constant retreat.

Reefs shattered under the Saber Qi, and the sea was churned into waves several feet high.

Chen Qing felt the pressure multiply. This was a desperate, all-or-nothing Fighting thod from Tu Gang.

His Cold Chiyi Spear struggled to keep up with the opponent’s torrential assault. Every block sent a numbing jolt through his arm and made his blood churn.

However, this was when the Rock Realm of his Eight Extres Vajra Body demonstrated its powerful defense. The aftershocks of the Saber Qi swept over him, and though they tore his clothes and drew bloody lines on his skin, they couldn’t penetrate his flesh to cause serious injury—like a dull blade scraping against hard stone.

’Tu Gang is getting desperate. I have to stay steady.’

Chen Qing’s mind was clear. His spear was like sturdy bamboo in the wind—it seed to bend under pressure but remained resilient, never breaking.

He focused on deflecting and redirecting his opponent’s Power, unleashing his Wave Riding Body Technique to its fullest. He weaved and dodged through the savage net of saber strikes, constantly changing position and using the reef-strewn terrain to his advantage. He did his utmost to avoid a direct clash, wearing down the burst of strength Tu Gang was forcefully sustaining.

SHIIING!

A sharp line of Saber Qi grazed past Chen Qing’s ribs, tearing his clothes. Although it broke through his Protective True Qi, the protection from his Vajra Body ant it only left a shallow, bloody scratch on his skin.

Chen Qing grunted, but his movents remained perfectly composed. With a flick of his spear, its tip struck like a viper’s tongue, targeting the elbow joint of Tu Gang’s right arm, which had been exposed by his frenzied swings.

Tu Gang’s Saber Montum was too fierce, his defense a fraction of a second too slow!

PFFT!

Although the spear tip didn’t pierce the flesh, the condensed Cyan Wood True Qi stabbed into the joint like an awl!

Tu Gang’s right arm went numb, and his ferocious assault faltered for an instant!

This was the mont!

Chen Qing knew this was his best chance. An aura, completely different from the gentle Cyan Wood True Qi he had shown before, suddenly erupted from within him.

Within his Dantian’s Sea of Qi, the wisp of pale-gold Geng tal True Qi that he had kept carefully hidden began to circulate with a ROAR. It surged forth like a bursting dam, instantly infusing his entire body and pouring into the Cold Chiyi Treasure Spear in his hands.

VMMMM—!

The Cold Chiyi Spear let out a clear cry, its shaft vibrating intensely.

As the spear tip cut through the air, its sharp edge exploded with light.

"What?!" Horror appeared on Tu Gang’s face.

This sharp aura... This was definitely not Cyan Wood True Qi! This was... Geng tal True Qi?!

How is that possible?!

How could a person’s body simultaneously contain two types of True Qi with completely different, even conflicting, attributes?!

Cyan Wood and Geng tal?!

He instantly thought of Cold Jade Valley’s number one expert, Leng Qianqiu!

Could it be... could it be that this unremarkable disciple from the Cyan Wood Institute...

His thoughts barely lasted for a mont before the Blood Evil True Qi in his body frantically ford a shield in front of him.

SHIIIICK—!

The spear tip stabbed viciously into Tu Gang’s protective barrier of Blood Evil True Qi.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a scalp-numbing tearing sound!

The two of them were locked in a stalemate.

Only their True Qi was madly intertwining and colliding. The three different colors created a bizarre, phantasmagorical light show, casting a strange glow over the surrounding water.

Tu Gang’s face was flushed crimson as the poison spread through his body.

Chen Qing gripped his spear tightly. Under the dual enhancent of the Geng tal True Qi and the Eight Extres Vajra Body, his muscles were as taut as bedrock, filled with explosive Power.

Then, he took a heavy step forward!

The Blood Evil True Qi scattered wildly like a punctured balloon, making a hissing sound as it deflated!

The tip of the Cold Chiyi Spear, wreathed in the sharp glint of entwined cyan and gold, pierced directly through Tu Gang’s Protective True Qi and, with unerring precision, plunged into his heart!

PUFF!

The spear tip erged an inch from his back, carrying with it a spray of hot, dark red blood mist!

Ti seed to freeze.

The fury on Tu Gang’s face froze completely, replaced by vacant disbelief.

He looked down at the spearhead piercing his chest.

His Blood Evil True Qi gushed from the acupoints all over his body like a flood, ravaging his broken fra from within. The blood vessels beneath his skin bulged and burst with a series of soft POPS.

In an instant, his skin was covered in a spiderweb of bloody lines.

"Gurgle..."

Blood gushed from his mouth, and the light faded from his eyes.

His body swayed, and his burly fra collapsed limply, crashing heavily onto the cold, slick reef.

His crimson eyes stared blankly at the sky, finally losing all their light.

The sea wind moaned as it swept across the reef, scattering the thick scent of blood.

Chen Qing slowly withdrew the Cold Chiyi Spear.

His chest rose and fell slightly as he felt the two currents of True Qi still surging within him.

They once again circled in his Sea of Qi, distinct and separate.

"HUUUU—!"

He let out a long, foul breath tinged with the sll of blood.

Chen Qing quickly took an Elixir from his robes to restore his True Qi and swallowed it.

The Elixir entered his stomach and transford into a warm current.