The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#212 - Sword Intent Enters the Body

The cyan small sword missed its target and immediately turned, flying off to the side.

However, just like before, it hadn't flown far before it crashed into an invisible wall of air again.

Afterward, it changed direction again, but still couldn't escape the fate of hitting the wall.

Gu Zhongling gave a light exclamation of surprise, raising his head to look at Jing Xiang not far away, "Drawing a prison on the ground? When did you set up this formation…?"

Before Jing Xiang could answer, he said with relief, "It seems I need to take back what I said earlier; you haven't completely abandoned your core skills all these years."

The blade of the iron saber was covered with dense, winding red characters, like tadpoles.

As Jing Xiang pointed the iron saber at Gu Zhongling, the small characters on the blade came to life, swimming around before rearranging and combining again.

The two close friends of yesteryear had ultimately reached the point of drawing swords against each other.

"Profound Gate Six Apertures, between motion and stillness, lock!" Jing Xiang shouted, then forcefully swung the iron saber in his hand, as if to sever the bonds of the past.

In the next moment, neat rows of red characters arranged like a yin-yang pattern flew towards Gu Zhongling.

Almost at the same time as Lu Jing's Zen staff arrived before Gu Zhongling!

However, Gu Zhongling still didn't retreat a step, only lightly uttering the word "Go."

Then, the silver small sword suddenly abandoned its entanglement with Lu Jing and instead flew towards the trapped cyan small sword.

The effect of the 'drawing a prison on the ground' formation was only to trap the people and objects within the formation, and it wouldn't prevent others from entering, so the silver small sword didn't have much trouble easily entering.

After that, it stuck together with the cyan small sword, and as the two swords combined, both the silver and cyan small swords shone with great brilliance.

They slashed out so resolutely!

Seeing that the Zen staff was about to smash into Gu Zhongling's shoulder, Lu Jing suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis welling up from behind!

So much so that he had to give up the opportunity to severely injure his opponent right in front of him, and pulled back the Zen staff he had swung halfway, hurriedly bracing it behind him without turning around.

With a terrifying loud noise, the flying sword, having pierced through the 'drawing a prison on the ground' formation, didn't lose momentum and crashed head-on into the Zen staff! Sparks flew everywhere!

Lu Jing only felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, almost failing to hold onto his weapon.

However, compared to the enormous force coming from the other end, even more terrifying was the sword intent contained within.

Pure and overbearing!

Invading Lu Jing's limbs and body along his meridians, it actually made him unable to move for a moment.

Fortunately, Gu Zhongling's situation on the other side wasn't too good either. The red characters that flew out from the iron saber turned into chains after entering his body, binding his hands and feet.

Preventing him from having the opportunity to step forward and deliver the finishing blow.

However, this was only temporary. As the two swords flew back into his sleeves, the shackles formed by the red characters began to falter, crumbling after less than three breaths and flying back to Jing Xiang's iron saber.

Then, the two swords flew out again, transforming into a streak of white light, slashing towards Lu Jing's head.

Unfortunately, this sure-hit strike still failed to succeed. The seemingly ancient meteorite iron Zen staff once again appeared in time at the last moment, stopping it.

This time, the look of astonishment in Gu Zhongling's eyes was even more intense. No one knew better than himself how strong the sword intent of the Clear Light Moon Shadow Sword was in its combined state.

After an ordinary person took this move, the sword intent would enter their body, basically crippling them if not killing them. Even a top expert wouldn't feel good after taking a sword head-on, and they wouldn't be able to completely dissolve the sword intent in their meridians without resting for a while.

Let alone attacking again, even moving would be difficult.

However, Lu Jing's recovery speed was unbelievably fast. After only a few breaths, he was actually lively and kicking again.

Gu Zhongling had never encountered such a thing before.

However, this wouldn't affect the outcome of this battle, because no matter how fast Lu Jing's recovery speed was, it couldn't be faster than the flying sword's speed.

For Gu Zhongling, since one sword couldn't kill him, then two swords would, and if two swords couldn't kill him, there was still a third sword!

The two swords that were knocked away by the Zen staff only flew a short distance in the air before turning back, stabbing towards Lu Jing's chest at an even faster speed!

At this time, Jing Xiang on the side was preparing a powerful formation, and although he was sweating profusely in his urgency, he couldn't spare any time to assist Lu Jing.

Just as Lu Jing thought that the quality of his golden silk undergarment was about to face a major test, a figure in red suddenly descended from the sky, blocking in front of him.

Seeing that figure, Lu Jing couldn't help but feel a moment of absent-mindedness, and he remembered the scene when the two first met halfway up the mountain.

Without time for reminiscing or explaining where she had been all this time, the girl stared intently at the two flying swords in the air, her expression unprecedentedly solemn. Then, she used the long sword in her hand to draw a circle.

Compared to the swift flying swords, her sword seemed slow and weak, like a beginner who hadn't eaten enough, looking very ridiculous.

However, when Gu Zhongling on the opposite side saw this sword, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Just like a chess player seeing a brilliant move on the board, or a painting enthusiast seeing a beautiful masterpiece, this was the mutual appreciation of one swordsmanship genius for another.

However, Gu Zhongling still didn't move, only watching as his flying swords fell again.

Strangely enough, although Xia Huai's sword was ridiculously slow, the two small flying swords still plunged into the circle she had drawn with her long sword.

Then, an even more magical thing happened. After the two flying swords entered the circle, their speed also slowed down, and then, as if infected, they began to sway and draw circles as well.

The speed became slower and slower, but there was no joy in the girl's eyes, but rather she became more and more like she was facing a great enemy, and her circle became more and more difficult to draw, and her arm holding the sword also began to tremble.

In the end, she couldn't continue, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling into Lu Jing's arms.

"Good idea," Gu Zhongling praised, "Wanting to use my sword intent to dissolve my sword intent when your strength is far inferior to mine. Unfortunately, your technique is still a bit rough, and the last sword intent is destined to be undissolvable with your current realm."

"I heard that you are all just newcomers to the academy, so does that mean you came up with this move yourself on the spot? You really are a good material for learning swordsmanship by nature. I regret a bit that I passed the Clear Light Moon Shadow Sword to him instead of you."

"Senior, if you want, you can pass it on again," Lu Jing said, holding Xia Huai's back with one hand, helping her dissolve the raging sword intent within her meridians, while chatting with Gu Zhongling to stall for time.

However, Gu Zhongling didn't respond this time, only sneering and once again urging the two swords above his head.