Capítulo 1220: Chapter 1254: Battle Against the Illusionist
“Nonsense!” Jipu Qingfeng glared and roared in anger.
He knew very well the personality of Jipu Bui. This guy is a natural born battle maniac. Within the entire Jipu Family, his illusion techniques are ranked in the top ten! He is an incredibly formidable character.
Precisely because his strength is so powerful, it makes this guy incredibly rampant and arrogant.
However, since such a fierce person has erged in the family, everyone can only turn a blind eye to it.
“Elder Qingfeng, you brought such an unfamiliar martial arts person here. Can you be sure of his strength? If he isn’t as strong as you imagine, the Jipu Family might pay an even greater price when dealing with the Heavenly Martial Society. Can you bear this responsibility?”
Jipu Bui said coldly, then shifted his cold gaze to Lin Zifeng and uttered a limping sentence in Chinese: “Do you dare to compete with ?!”
Jipu Qingfeng did not step forward to stop this, and neither did Monet Yun.
It seed that although they didn’t say anything, deep down they were hoping for a fight between Jipu Bui and Lin Zifeng, so that they could more accurately determine Lin Zifeng’s true strength.
Otherwise, no one would feel comfortable bringing in such an unknown outsider.
“You don’t have to speak Chinese to . You can speak Japanese; I can understand.” Lin Zifeng said with a smile, and likewise, Jipu Bui could understand Lin Zifeng’s Chinese.
“Alright then, since you can understand, I won’t waste my effort. Co on, let see what special skills this so-called martial arts master has that can make him a partner for our Jipu Family!”
Having said that, Jipu Bui took two steps back, cold and cruel eyes brimming with an evil gleam.
“Hmph! You dare challenge Young Master Lin? How about I, Huo Zhengfeng, take you on?!”
Huo Zhengfeng stepped forward from behind Lin Zifeng, holding dual swords.
His cold eyes revealed deep disdain, with his haughty head slightly raised, displaying the realm of a strong warrior.
“It doesn’t matter. I, Jipu Bui, don’t mind taking on two opponents.”
Jipu Bui was unafraid. Instead, the fighting spirit within him grew more intense.
“Young Master Lin, give this chance, let deal with him!” Huo Zhengfeng said with determination, as he detested these Fusang people the most in his lifeti. Having seen arrogant Fusang people before, he had never seen soone as conceited as this guy.
If he doesn’t beat him until he’s left looking for his teeth on the ground, then he’s not called Huo Zhengfeng.
“Be careful, his illusion techniques are very powerful,” Lin Zifeng turned his head to whisper, then calmly stepped back to give way to Huo Zhengfeng.
The Jipu Family wanted to gauge his strength, right? Fine, he won’t make a move. He’ll throw them a wild pill of confusion.
“Please!” Huo Zhengfeng held his dual swords and cupped his hands in a gesture of courtesy.
Jipu Bui glanced at him from the corner of his eye, his mouth curling into a sinister smile.
In his eyes, these so-called martial arts experts were nothing more than child’s play, how could they possibly be compared with his Yin-Yang Dao?
The two of them didn’t speak. After exchanging glances, Jipu Bui swiftly retreated, pointing his middle finger, closing his eyes, and muttering a few words as if chanting a spell.
Lin Zifeng had noticed this action long ago.
Just at the waterfall, the magical power Jipu Bui displayed indeed made Lin Zifeng’s eyes light up.
In the legends of the Fusang Nightmare Masters, it’s said that the Nightmare Masters walk between the Yin and Yang paths, expelling demons and slaying monsters, controlling Reincarnation Ghosts, and extinguishing evil spirits.
They also have the ability to summon the Twelve Divine Generals for protection, using a force similar to ntal soul power to sense and wield those mysterious powers for their own use.
According to the legends, the ancient Nightmare Masters were exaggerated by the Fusang people to be god-like.
Basically, they were described as beings capable of anything.
They bear a remarkable resemblance to the ancient martial arts Maoshan techniques.
Not only can the Maoshan techniques expel ghosts and suppress demons, they can also cure all diseases, create barriers, and turn stone into gold with their miraculous powers.
Interestingly, the abilities of Nightmare Masters are extrely similar to those of the Maoshan technique.
However, whether they are as formidable remains to be tested.
After all, the talk of expelling ghosts and suppressing demons certainly doesn’t hold water in today’s society.
“Kid, are you ready? Here I co!”
By now, Huo Zhengfeng had already prepared for battle, brandishing his swords as he pointed directly toward the young man’s forehead.
Jipu Bui kept his eyes shut, completely ignoring Huo Zhengfeng’s provocation, his hands forming complex handprints, and he started chanting their Nightmare Master’s illusion spells.
“Namini Namini Hom Mani Yara Niso Li～”
Suddenly!
Jipu Bui’s eyes snapped open, two beams of icy light flashed forth, as he fiercely waved his snowy robe, transforming into a white streak of light charging swiftly toward the unprepared Huo Zhengfeng.
“Watch out!”
Black Hawk shouted with a frown.
However, the sudden change ca too late.
Before Huo Zhengfeng could react in ti, the young man had already swiftly approached, his five fingers curved, reaching against the wind, directly targeting Huo Zhengfeng’s eyes. If struck, they would certainly gouge them out rcilessly!
This series of actions proved that this boy had an unbelievably vicious heart!
“Ah!”
Huo Zhengfeng’s heart trembled in alarm, only feeling a gust of wind brutally scraping across his face, he then instinctively guarded his face with his longsword.
“Clang!”
The crisp sound of tal clashing was extrely piercing. Before Huo Zhengfeng could react, Jipu Bui smiled wickedly, extending his fingertips directly toward Huo Zhengfeng’s throat.
There was no escape for Huo Zhengfeng. As he prepared to swing his sword to block, it was already too late.
“Pop—”
A dazzling gleam shone brilliantly from his white fingertip, instantly blocking Huo Zhengfeng’s view.
“Screech—”
The sharp fingertips of Jipu Bui brutally slashed across both sides of Huo Zhengfeng’s collarbone, instantly causing two blood flowers to splash. Huo Zhengfeng rapidly retreated.
A searing pain roared from his collarbone.
Lifting his head, he saw Jipu Bui retract his arm, remnants of flesh still clinging to his white fingers!
“Damn!”
Huo Zhengfeng cursed through gritted teeth. He couldn’t believe the young man before him was so powerful that he left him with no ability to fight back.
“Hehe, this is just the beginning, and you already seem inadequate. I’m afraid you won’t be able to withstand what’s to co.”
Jipu Bui sneered with a sinister smile, his cold gaze filled with a thick killing intent. It was just a small display of his skills, and he hadn’t even used his full strength, yet he broke through the opponent so effortlessly, leaving him utterly disappointed.
“He is so powerful!”
Black Hawk exclaid with wide eyes of excitent.
“Yes, very powerful!”
Shuobude likewise concentrated, holding his breath, quietly watching this duel between dragons and tigers.
“So this is all there is. I thought martial arts experts were much more formidable, but it turns out it’s nothing but an empty na.” Jipu Bui laughed twice coldly, relaxing his fingers, and once again walked over lightly.
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