NABC #133 - Ironclad Warrior
#133 - Ironclad Warrior
The warrior who entered the tailor shop was over eight feet tall.
He even had to bend down when entering the door, otherwise his chest would hit the doorframe!
What was even more frightening than his terrifying size was the thick armor he wore, which probably weighed over two hundred pounds.
From a distance, he looked like a moving steel fortress!
Adding to this was the copper mask he wore, completely covering him from head to toe, with not an inch of skin exposed.
Anyone who saw such an impeccable opponent would feel a sense of despair!
The female shopkeeper had already closed her eyes in despair.
The shop assistant beside her simply collapsed to his knees.
Then, he began to tremble like a sieve, muttering to himself, praying to some deity or another.
Unfortunately, the gods he believed in did not hear his prayers.
The next moment, the tall warrior walked towards him, brandishing his blade.
His pace wasn't fast, but each step was almost equivalent to two steps of an ordinary person!
His huge feet landed on the ground, like the beating of a war drum, making dull thudding sounds.
At the same time, he raised the curved blade in his hand!
However, before the curved blade could fall, the tall warrior felt a gust of wind coming from behind his head!
His reaction was already very fast, but it still couldn't outpace the Zen staff above his head!
Before he could even turn his neck, the Zen staff had already descended from the sky, smashing heavily into his helmet!
With a loud bang, the iron helmet, which was a full inch thick, was directly dented in half by the blow!
The shockwave generated by the impact almost knocked the female shopkeeper to the ground.
Not to mention the tall warrior who had been hit squarely by the blow.
Judging from the extent of the helmet's deformation, it was clear that the person inside had no chance of survival; at least half of his head had been smashed in.
The power of a single strike was so terrifying that all three people in the shop were dumbfounded.
However, what happened next made them even more incredulous.
After taking this potentially fatal blow, the tall warrior's body only paused slightly.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he swung the curved blade in his hand again, slashing towards Lu Jing in mid-air!
Seeing that the head-on staff strike, which had been effective before, had failed, Lu Jing didn't feel as surprised as the others.
Because as early as when the Zen staff hit the iron helmet, he had already noticed the abnormality below; almost all the resistance came from the helmet itself, and the bones below, which should have provided support, seemed to be non-existent.
Therefore, even though he had landed a hit, Lu Jing didn't indulge in the joy of success. He quickly withdrew the Zen staff and held it horizontally in front of his chest, using a move called 'Iron Chain Across the River' to block the oncoming blade.
At the moment when the curved blade and the Zen staff intersected, in addition to the terrifying force, Lu Jing also felt a cold and decaying energy drill into his meridians along the Zen staff.
Although that energy wasn't strong, his internal force couldn't stop it wherever it passed, and it collapsed almost upon contact.
But soon, his body seemed to sense the danger, and the long-lost passive mode was reactivated.
Internal force surged out of his dantian like a flood from a burst dam, meeting the cold, decaying energy.
Lu Jing could feel his true energy being rapidly consumed.
After advancing to the first-rate realm, even he didn't know how much true energy was stored in his body.
Especially after the Ren and Du meridians were opened, once his internal force was reduced, the Lesser Vajra Force would automatically start running, continuously generating new internal force to compensate for his previous losses.
So now, Lu Jing had already given up struggling and no longer hoped to exhaust the true energy in his body through daily activities.
Until he met the tall warrior in front of him.
Even though they had only exchanged one blow, Lu Jing found that a large portion of the internal force in his dantian had been consumed.
For the first time, the newly generated internal force couldn't keep up with the rate of consumption.
Lu Jing couldn't help but be a little surprised.
What exactly is this decaying energy... how could it be so powerful?
But now is not the time to think about such things.
As the tall warrior swung his blade, Lu Jing's body was also sent flying, like a cannonball, breaking several beams and creating another hole in the newly repaired roof.
As soon as he landed on the ground and stood firm,
He heard the sound of curved blades slicing through the air again!
And this time, there were two of them!
They were the warrior's two companions!
Lu Jing had previously noticed that there were three curved blades that had cut open the tailor shop's door, which meant that there were at least three people outside the door.
It was just that the warrior who entered the door first was too tall, almost filling the entire door.
This caused his two companions to have to wait outside.
Until Lu Jing appeared, these two finally couldn't resist their impatience any longer and attacked one after another.
The two curved blades, almost simultaneously, slashed towards Lu Jing's waist and thighs!
In the sandstorm, it was unknown how they had locked onto Lu Jing's position in the first place.
These two strikes, whether in terms of angle or speed, were impeccable.
At the same time, they used the overwhelming yellow sand as cover, and ordinary people would probably have been cut in half before they even saw their shadows.
However, unfortunately, their opponent today was Lu Jing.
Even though his vision was severely hampered by the sandstorm, Lu Jing still accurately captured the location of the two blades in the howling wind with his excellent hearing.
However, he didn't dodge. Instead, he took half a step forward and, with a sweeping attack, faced the two enemies with one against two, directly confronting them head-on!
In the previous exchange in the house, Lu Jing seemed embarrassed, but in fact, he wasn't injured much. Moreover, he had tested the tall warrior's strength, which was probably at the peak of the second-rate level.
It was just that Lu Jing had suffered at the time because he was in mid-air, with no place to borrow strength, and the previous swing had exhausted his strength, which was why he was knocked out of the house.
Now that his feet were back on the ground, he naturally wouldn't be afraid of the curved blades opposite him!
With a sound of metal clashing.
Lu Jing's staff actually broke the two long blades together!
After that, he continued his efforts, swinging the refined iron Zen staff in his hand into a gray shadow, smashing it over the heads and faces of the two armored warriors.
For a time, only the sounds of banging and clanging were heard incessantly.
In a short moment, the Zen staff collided crazily with the armor at least dozens of times, smashing the armor into pits and bumps, like the surface of the moon.
Lu Jing had previously smashed the head of one of the armored warriors flat, but the other party's actions were not affected much, so now he didn't care about what was vital and what wasn't, and smashed wherever he could.
Lu Jing also wanted to see how long the thing behind this iron armor could last!