The moment he learned the news, Du Chuan had already developed murderous intentions towards Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling.
He had come to Luo Jiujiang today with a utterly shameless excuse, already determined to do something shameless. After he'd crippled the Luo family's youngest son, he'd insisted it was all due to his youth and ignorance. The Du family was known throughout the Seven Islands for their reckless nature; he'd simply "rashly" come to "seek justice" for his brother and "used too much force."
His master was a Jindan Zhenren, in charge of all matters concerning the sect's recruitment of disciples. Even because the Luo family's disciples wanted to go to the Clouded Leopard Realm to join the sect and study, the Luo family did not dare to pester him endlessly.
Thinking of this, Du Chuanzhi smiled smugly, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes: Genius? I'll make you a genius! What's the point of being a genius if you die early?
In fact, if he had targeted Han Qianling, a young man with no background, the consequences would have been less severe. However, he hated Luo Sanhuai, who had always been superior to him since childhood, and for a moment he would rather cause some trouble and choose to cripple Luo Sanhuai's younger brother.
Du Chuan's relentless pursuit had caused Luo Jiujiang considerable trouble. The opponent's cultivation was far superior to his own, and Luo Jiujiang's arm had only just stopped trembling after receiving his blow. If a real fight had taken place, Luo Jiujiang wasn't sure he could have survived many rounds.
But he still has Han Qianling.
Luo Jiujiang's eyes turned, meeting Han Qianling's gaze. They were so familiar with each other that they understood each other's intentions with just a glance.
Du Chuan, on the other side, had already taken advantage of the terrain and struck down from above with a sword. Luo Jiujiang, gathering his energy in his dantian, thrust his sword upwards, unequivocally engaging his opponent head-on. The swords clashed, sending sparks flying in the air.
If they fought head-on, Luo Jiujiang would clearly suffer. The force of the opponent's sword stirred Luo Jiujiang's blood, and his face flushed crimson. But before Du Chuan could even smile smugly, Han Qianling arrived behind him with his sword drawn.
Du Chuan didn't even turn his head and laughed sarcastically: "You want to fight back? It's just a petty trick."
As a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the third level, he could have the upper hand against a Qi Refining cultivator by using the method of sneak attack. However, if a Qi Refining cultivator dared to attack the Foundation Establishment cultivator in return, it would be laughable.
As the words fell, Du Chuan rolled up his sleeves and a sticky force suddenly appeared out of thin air, restraining Han Qianling's sword and preventing him from moving forward.
With the blade pinned by Du Chuan, Luo Jiujiang clenched his teeth, his face showing a look of defeat. In Du Chuan's eyes, he was no longer a threat. He smiled contemptuously and turned to look at Han Qianling, but was stunned.
Han Qianling's expression was calm, without any of the impatience of being entangled and unable to escape. The vortex of wind that trapped the longsword intensified, and the suction from the sword became stronger. Han Qianling did not force it, but let it go naturally.
Du Chuan turned his head and did not see the smile on Luo Jiujiang's face.
Perhaps Han Qianling's appearance was too deceptive. Everyone only knew that he was an extraordinary swordsman, but they didn't know that his palms could also split stones and split monuments, and he was especially good at hand-to-hand combat.
Han Qianling let go of his sword and lowered his body, and in the blink of an eye he fell into Du Chuan's arms!
At the same time, Luo Jiujiang, who had been "exhausted", also showed his white teeth. He turned and raised his wrist, the veins on his arm bulged, and he used all his strength to deflect Du Chuan's sword. After deflecting Du Di's sword, Luo Jiujiang did not hold back and slashed Du Chuan's right shoulder with his knife!
In a flash, at the same moment, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling crashed into Du Chuan's arms. However, Luo Jiujiang's knife failed to cut off Du Chuan's arm, and Han Qianling's palm power also failed to achieve the expected effect.
In fact, the moment Luo Jiujiang's blade touched Du Chuan, the sharp blade energy tore through Du Chuan's clothes, revealing the golden soft armor underneath.
There was something strange about the soft armor, but after a clang, the armor remained intact. Instead, Luo Jiujiang and his sword were thrown back by a huge recoil force.
Elsewhere, Han Qianling faced a similar situation. His palm strike to Du Chuan's lower abdomen was like a drop in the ocean, completely eliciting no reaction from him. He could feel the force of his palm being completely rebounded, sending him flying.
Du Chuan's face was half shame and half pride. "I was able to let you get close to me. I underestimated you. But I have the protective armor given by my master. How could I be injured by a sneak attack?"
His gloomy gaze swept across Han Qianling, who was covered in dust after being bounced away, and finally fixed his gaze on Luo Jiujiang, who was so shocked by the powerful force that he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Since you've brought this upon yourself, I'll grant your wish and make sure you die beautifully."
He was not stupid to begin with. Facing the endless swarm of snakes that could not be killed, he could naturally sense something was wrong. He knew that what he was doing was probably not in line with Luo Cang's intention of sending him here.
The snakes were endless, but his spiritual power was limited. Once his spiritual power and strength were exhausted, he would probably become a snack for the snakes. Therefore, he had to come up with a solution before he was bitten into a sieve.
With two swishes of his sword, he cut a long snake that was charging at him into three pieces. Luo Jiujiang began to recall every conversation he had with Luo Cang, locking in and integrating the important parts. He finally determined the most crucial part: his trip was supposed to increase both his cultivation and perception...
However, he had been in the snake cave for more than an hour, his cultivation had not improved, his spiritual power had been greatly depleted, and as for the perception that he wanted to train, he had not even seen a single hair.
Could such a simple, crude, and mechanical action really improve perception? Luo Jiujiang thought half-doubtfully as he repeated the movements he had planned.
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