Chapter 171 - 107: Body Like a Melting Furnace, Man Like a Mountain, One Punch Shatters the Evil Dao Pill!

Chapter 171: Chapter 107: Body Like a Melting Furnace, Man Like a Mountain, One Punch Shatters the Evil Dao Pill!

BANG!

Just as the black spear was about to strike Chen Fugui, his life-saving Magical Artifact was triggered. A Protective Barrier suddenly materialized over his body, blocking the fatal blow from Missionary No. 2.

Although he failed to kill Chen Fugui in one strike, Missionary No. 2 did not stop there. Instead, he unleashed a torrential barrage of attacks. Under the full force of the onslaught, Chen Fugui’s Protective Barrier could not hold out for long and soon shattered.

And that was the very last life-saving Magical Artifact he had on him.

Watching the black spear hurtling toward his head, a wave of bitterness welled up in Chen Fugui’s heart. He thought to himself that despite possessing so many expensive Magical Artifacts, his Power was still ultimately a bit lacking.

BANG!

Just as Chen Fugui believed he was dead for sure, a streak of Sword Qi tore through the sky and struck Missionary No. 2’s spear. The Sword Qi was so sharp that it deflected the spear’s trajectory on the spot.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Fugui immediately activated a new Protective Treasure.

Seeing this, Missionary No. 2 realized his window of opportunity had closed. He immediately retreated, putting some distance between himself and Chen Fugui.

"Two against one. You people from the Black Lotus Sect really do love ganging up on others."

Missionary No. 2 turned around to see a young man wielding a Black Sword standing behind him and Missionary No. 7, having appeared there at some unknown point. Surrounding the young man lay a massive number of Rodent Demon Rat corpses. He realized this guy had actually fought his way in from the very outside!

Although Missionary No. 2 didn’t recognize him at first glance, Missionary No. 7 beside him did.

"No. 2, this kid is that Young Grandmaster from First High School who has grasped Sword Intent."

"Oh?"

Hearing that Lu Chen was actually that Young Grandmaster, Missionary No. 2’s gaze upon him grew intrigued. Before they arrived, their superiors had informed them that the Saint Heir inside First High School this time was a Sword Cultivator. Moreover, due to the Ancient Immortal Dao Seed, the Saint Heir’s Sword Dao Talent would absolutely not be weak.

Therefore, their target list had two names they had to bring back: one was Bian Shouyi, and the other was Lu Chen, standing right before them. Their superiors believed there was a high probability that the Saint Heir of First High School was one of these two.

At this moment, although they hadn’t run into Bian Shouyi, they had encountered Lu Chen. While this wasn’t necessarily a stroke of good luck for them, it wasn’t a bad thing either. After all, while others might fear Lu Chen’s Sword Intent, Missionary No. 2 was not afraid in the slightest. The gift he had received from the Ancient Cultivator made him the ultimate counter to a Sword Cultivator!

"No. 7, you go hold off Chen Fugui. Leave this Lu Chen to me."

"Alright."

Missionary No. 7 nodded and charged straight at Chen Fugui. He was more than happy to oblige, glad that Missionary No. 2 was taking it upon himself to deal with the troublesome Lu Chen!

Perhaps because he knew of Lu Chen’s prowess, Missionary No. 2 had no intention of holding back right from the start. Even a lion must use all its might to hunt a rabbit!

BANG!

Missionary No. 2 exerted a sudden burst of power, his body blurring into an afterimage as he closed in on Lu Chen. Simultaneously, Lu Chen unleashed his Dragon Transformation Sword Intent. A vast, dark space of Sword Momentum immediately enveloped both him and Missionary No. 2.

However, the Flood Dragon Abyss, which was previously infallible, had no effect on Missionary No. 2 this time, allowing him to charge right through.

CLANG!

Lu Chen’s Ink Flood Dragon Sword clashed with Missionary No. 2’s spear, and Lu Chen instantly felt the Giant Power transmitted from the sword’s edge. He realized this opponent was far more difficult to handle than he had imagined.

With that thought, Lu Chen immediately channeled his Cyan Lotus Pupils to their limits, attempting to spot any flaws in Missionary No. 2’s defense. But perhaps because Missionary No. 2’s foundation was too solid, or because the gap in Cultivation between them was simply too wide, he couldn’t spot the appearance of any Lotus Marks on his opponent in that short time.

Nevertheless, relying on the exceptional vision granted by the Cyan Lotus Pupils, Missionary No. 2’s movements appeared significantly slowed down in his eyes. As a result, even though Missionary No. 2 was much faster, Lu Chen could still react a step ahead.

CLANG CLANG CLANG...

In just a few breaths, Lu Chen and Missionary No. 2 exchanged over a dozen blows. The continuous collisions between the spear and the sword sent showers of sparks flying.

But as the fight dragged on, Lu Chen suddenly caught a whiff of a bizarre fragrance. Looking closely, he realized the scent was emanating from Missionary No. 2’s spear.

"Is it poison?" he wondered.

With that thought, Lu Chen immediately activated his ’Divine Skill: Body Casting into Soldiers’ and ’Divine Skill: Purple Mist Divine Fire’.

Quickly, the toxins that had entered his body were directly refined by the Purple Mist Divine Fire within him. Consequently, not only did the poison fail to cause him even the slightest bit of harm, but it actually restored a significant amount of his Spiritual Power.

Moreover, Lu Chen also commanded his in-game avatar to frantically consume Qi Gathering Pills, further accelerating his Spiritual Power recovery rate. Popping potions mid-battle—this was a fundamental maneuver that every veteran gamer had to master!

In doing so, even though Lu Chen was only at the Qi Cultivation Stage, he actually managed to match Missionary No. 2 blow for blow in terms of Spiritual Power consumption!

As for how Missionary No. 2 was immune to his Sword Momentum, Lu Chen also quickly figured it out. He had felt that this person was strange from the very beginning. It was as if he wasn’t human at all, but rather a cold machine.

Perhaps this oddity was the exact reason he could completely ignore his Sword Momentum. After all, as long as there was no fear, his Sword Momentum naturally had no effect.