With the Blade
Chapter 192 - 171: Turning the Body Itself into a Weapon
Unlike the battle on the other side which was akin to a whirlwind sweeping away clouds, the fight on Du Chengfeng’s side was much more rigorous.
After all, since it was rare to have a chance to fight, he naturally wanted to test his learning and thoughts. It’s not every day you find a reliable opponent to practice moves with — so when those assassins rushed forward, he held his sword single-handedly, intentionally leaving his left hand free.
The man holding the halberd was a meticulous expert, and Du Chengfeng’s posture made him realize something.
Under the swinging halberd, dozens of pungent winds swept toward Du Chengfeng.
Using long-range attacks to maintain distance was undoubtedly the correct choice.
But it didn’t mean anything.
The heavy rectangular sword slashed through all the incoming Evil Qi, and the sword-wielding figure charged forward quickly. The ferocity of his stance was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain!
"Hah!"
Seeing that Du Chengfeng was determined to engage in close combat, the man with the halberd resolutely raised his weapon and stabbed fiercely at the airborne figure.
Even if the opponent was a true tiger, it didn’t matter. The halberd, after all, had some similarities to the tiger-hunting spear. Different from a spear that only stabs at a single point, the thrust of the halberd was a wide line.
Already airborne, how could anyone possibly evade this fatal stab!
However, what the man didn’t expect was that Du Chengfeng never intended to dodge.
"Clang—"
With one hand gripping the sword hilt and the other supporting the blade, Du Chengfeng in mid-air actually blocked the stab!
This was another benefit of the Bladeless Sword.
No sharp edge, so it doesn’t hurt oneself.
"Wha..."
The man holding the halberd instinctively wanted to retract his weapon, but Du Chengfeng’s left hand had already gripped the halberd’s shaft.
Immediately, the man was pulled forward by a tremendous force.
And Du Chengfeng’s raised elbow had already crushed his throat.
"Although I’m killing with martial arts, the Evil Qi still falls on the sword."
Du Chengfeng frowned slightly, not quite understanding the conversion mechanism here.
So he simply let go, allowing the rectangular sword to fall to the ground.
Seeing the man with the halberd being killed in a single encounter, the sinister Swordsman and the mad Monk Jing’an hesitated to advance — but seeing Du Chengfeng casually discard the sword, they gritted their teeth, stomped their feet, and continued to charge forward.
Against them, he wasn’t even using weapons. Who was he looking down on?
"Seeking death!"
The Swordsman wielding the curved saber twisted his body, and the saber in his hand blossomed with a strange purple glow.
"I’ll chop you into a thousand pieces!"
As the blade light intertwined, it turned into a wheel of light!
But facing the countless remnants of blade shadows before him, Du Chengfeng merely shook his head.
"Your saber skills are too poor."
Saying this, Du Chengfeng directly threw the corpse of the assassin still holding the halberd over.
The sharp blade light continued its momentum, instantly slicing the corpse into a thousand pieces, but the sinister man with the curved saber was shocked — because Du Chengfeng’s arm had already passed through the scattered flesh and blood and precisely grabbed his wrist holding the saber.
Being a bladesman himself, Du Chengfeng certainly knew the most vulnerable timing and position of a blade user.
And the bone fragment he casually picked up with his right hand also pierced through the Swordsman’s throat.
"Can this even count as a weapon?"
Looking at the blood-streaked bone fragment in his hand, feeling the faint Evil Qi on it, Du Chengfeng was momentarily stunned.
After impaling the Swordsman with this bone he casually picked up, it also got stained with Evil Qi, which meant it became some sort of special Deadly Weapon.
Although it was still too naive compared to his tyrant spear and heavy great saber, even less fierce than those prairie people’s curved sabers, in the end, it was still a weapon tainted with Evil Qi.
"Just how is this calculated?"
The more he tried, the more confused Du Chengfeng became.
And at this moment, the soul-stirring Nine-Section Long Whip, came whistling towards his head. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
The other end of the Nine-Section Long Whip was in Monk Jing’an’s grip. With both companions dead in an instant, his ferocity was provoked — but more importantly, right now was the best opportunity to strike, even a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
Because before him, the enemy, Du Chengfeng, who killed two people in succession, had actually been distracted.
Being distracted in a battle, truly courting death!
"Buzz—"
Carrying Evil Qi, the Nine-Section Long Whip, sweeping across like a massive python, was about to shatter Du Chengfeng’s head!
But soon, the long whip was stuck in the air.
The snake’s vital spot was gripped.
"Oh right, there’s still you."
Dodging to evade the whip’s tip, Du Chengfeng looked up, only to see a bald monk not far away still unaddressed.
Although he also acknowledged that the long whip had some utility as a weapon, compared to others, the Nine-Section Long Whip’s pros and cons were overly obvious — its advantage being long striking distance and sufficient hefty force. As for the downside, like now...
If someone like him, ridiculously strong, could withstand the Nine-Section Long Whip’s force and accurately dodge the whip tip, grabbing the part behind the whip, then this ferocious Nine-Section Long Whip wouldn’t be such a big deal.
However, after considering the test items, Du Chengfeng eventually chose not to disarm.
Casually tossing the Nine-Section Long Whip aside, Du Chengfeng lunged forward.
There seemed to be an invisible resistance around the bald monk, but for Du Chengfeng, it was of no use. His massive body, over two meters, crashed into the monk like a cannonball. After a flying knee strike pinned the robust bald monk to the ground, Du Chengfeng’s hand grasped the monk’s head.
"How could... how could it be!"
Having his huge body pinned to the ground, the mad Monk Jing’an roared crazily.
"You monster! You monster..."
"Hey, why are you cursing?"
Seeing the bald monk becoming foul-mouthed, Du Chengfeng immediately punched down.
With just one punch, the mad Monk Jing’an’s brains splattered, dead beyond dead.
And Du Chengfeng’s brows slightly furrowed.
Just now, he clearly felt a cold, ominous aura attach itself to his body, causing his blood to surge and a faint feeling of irritability.
The experiment results were out.
This time, the Evil Qi landed on his body.