Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 61: Can You Defeat Me in an Instant?

In the corner.

A series of reversals made Lu Bei extremely satisfied. Seeing Zhao Xiayang stubbornly resisting in a corner, he confidently lifted his right foot.

Seizing the opportunity to strike while he's weak, with such a wealth of experience, it would be unacceptable not to take advantage of it.

Killing him was impossible. Zhao Xiayang was the person specifically named by the Profound Moon Department to be captured alive. Killing him would label him as a leftover remnant of the Qingqian faction. But with careful manipulation, assisting Hu San on the side, and seizing the final blow, it shouldn't be difficult to achieve victory.

"So what if you're in the Core Incubation Realm? You've lost your mana and you're heavily injured. Can you defeat me in an instant? If you can't, don't blame me for doubling my basic attributes and rubbing you into the ground!" Lu Bei smiled faintly and shook his head. Hu San did the same. They had complete control of the situation, yet they wasted time with meaningless words. They had no awareness that villains often die from talking too much.

At this moment, Hu San inwardly cursed his bad luck. He somewhat regretted that he didn't anticipate the connection between Zhao Xiayang and the fox monster cultivator.

Given another chance, he would definitely...

Not that he couldn't guess, but he simply didn't think about it at all. The robust Zhao Xiayang and the fox spirit were not of the same style. No matter who came, they wouldn't associate the two.

Seeing that the activation of the bloodline mechanism was inevitable, Hu San waved his hand and his huge claws attacked Zhao Xiayang.

Trying to make up for his mistakes, he didn't care about the formation. He just wanted to capture the ringleader to prevent any further changes.

Zhao Xiayang grinned, took a deep breath, and visibly absorbed the air flow into his abdomen. His limbs and torso swelled up after the intense influx of air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of muffled and popping sounds erupted. Blood spurted from the wounds on Zhao Xiayang's abdomen and back, but he ignored it and suddenly exhaled a powerful breath. The compressed air turned into white threads.

Like a sword and thunder, it shot out suddenly.

With a terrifying howl, it broke through the incoming huge claws in an instant and continued to pierce Hu San's forehead.

Hu San's heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned his body in mid-air, avoiding the white thunder. Seeing the body of Zhao Xiayang in front of him fading into a phantom, he was caught off guard by the roaring sound behind him. A fist force like a violent wind and waves attacked his back.

Hu San's heart trembled. He half-turned his body in mid-air, and his two blue giant claws appeared to block the powerful fist.

Zhao Xiayang's grin became even more ferocious. When he was young, his bloodline purity was severely lacking, and the path of a monster cultivator was difficult. If you wanted to talk about the benefits of bloodline, it could only be that his innate divine power far surpassed his peers. Seeing that Hu San didn't dodge or evade, he unleashed his full strength, exerting twelve times the force in one go.

Boom!!

The sound of a bell echoed, and the collision caused a buzzing noise as waves of air spread out.

With two crisp sounds, Hu San's arms were broken, and his delicate body was sent flying like straw in the violent air current.

"Oh..." Hu San coughed up blood repeatedly. He quickly consumed a bottle of high-level healing medicine, and his broken arms immediately healed.

At this moment, a Dark Gold Straight Knife was pressed against his neck. He was stunned for a second, and then he glanced to the side.

Lu Bei: ()

The look in someone's eyes when they want to kill you cannot be hidden.

"What are you doing, my friend? Have you forgotten? We made a vow that we cannot live or die at the same time. If one dies, we must die together. This knife... it hurts my heart." Hu San said nervously.

He couldn't help but feel nervous. He had to betray Lu Bei twice before he could get the opportunity to ambush Zhao Xiayang.

"Hehe, you're just trying to have some fun with your anus. But if you really talk nonsense, I have to look at your mouth. I'm just a commoner, how can I have the qualifications to become blood brothers with the esteemed Qingwei of the Profound Moon Department!" Lu Bei gritted his teeth and spoke, the blade trembling slightly as he caught the blood dripping from Hu San's chin.

"On another day, I will definitely pay my respects. I saw it all."

Hu San cautiously moved away from the blade, saying, "Calm down. I am a military officer. Attacking someone from the imperial court is against the law. Let's let it go this time, but you can't do it again."

"Don't give me that nonsense!"

Lu Bei wiped the blood off the blade and furrowed his brow. He pressed the blade against Hu San's neck and said, "It's you who needs to calm down. Anyone with eyes can see that Zhao Zhanmen has won this round. I am defecting from the dark side to the light side, and I'm taking your dog head to secure a way out for myself."

"Don't pretend. Even if you say that, Zhao won't let you go."

Hu San pushed away the blade in front of him again and said, "Besides, it's still uncertain who will win or lose this round. He practices the physical path, while I practice the legal path. It's normal for me to be at a disadvantage in close combat. If you don't believe me, take a look. I deliberately created some distance. It would be as easy as turning my hand to take his life right now."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Alright, I'll trust you this time."

Lu Bei sheathed his sword, wiped off the blood from the blade, and nodded with satisfaction.

Sometimes, having a high cultivation level and abundant skills is not necessarily a good thing. Lu Bei was currently in this situation. He had stolen Hu San's skills twice in a row, but he was still far from securing a stable victory with less than 30% of his cultivation level remaining.

"Hahaha—"

At the edge of the formation, Zhao Xiayang raised his hands and laughed loudly, as if he had lost his mind.

The bloodline mechanism was activated, and the mysterious formation slowly started. On the engraved ground, the ice-blue spirit veins awakened like living creatures, penetrating deep into the ground to extract the foundation. The surge of spiritual energy reached a terrifying level, and just by inhaling a breath, one's cultivation would greatly advance.

Just like Lu Bei at this moment, his main profession had leveled up three times, reaching level 35, and he gained Skill Points and Free Attribute Points.

The cultivation of everyone present had increased to varying degrees. Chu He benefited the most. With his already complete Foundation Building cultivation, he reached the peak of the Late Stage with the help of this surge of power.

"Is there such a good thing?"

Lu Bei exclaimed in surprise, but quickly became vigilant. His experience in society had taught him that everyone is a scapegoat, and pies don't fall from the sky. Even if they do, they are probably iron pies disguised as delicious ones.

In this situation, the people present had already forgotten about continuing their fight. They instinctively stopped and moved back a distance. If the conditions allowed, they would have already sat down and started cultivating.

The activation of the formation continued, and immeasurable spiritual energy gathered at the formation's core. A majestic pressure swept through, and the indistinct outline of an ice-blue dragon raised its head, its hundred-meter-long body soaring into the sky.

It was magnificent and beautiful, yet extremely dangerous.

With the transformation of immense energy, the spiritual energy dragon instantly evaporated the pyramid barrier above it. When it collided with the blue dome covering the lakebed, it split into 108 streams, falling onto the 108 stone pillars corresponding to the four outer spirit formations, and then fell silent.

Everything remained the same, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone stared at each other, awakening from their shock. They were all confused. The scouts from the Profound Moon Department and the disciples of the Clear Water Gate were equally puzzled.

They only knew that the Sect Master had planned a major event that could overturn the rule of Wu Zhou. The relic formation was of utmost importance, but Zhao Xiayang didn't mention the specific effect of the formation.

"Hahaha—"

Zhao Xiayang laughed loudly and pointed his finger like a sword at Hu San, saying, "Profound Moon Department's thief, aren't you curious about what formation this is? Now, I, Zhao, will generously tell you. This formation is called 'Dragon Trap'!"

"What? Dragon Trap Formation? It's actually the legendary Dragon Trap Formation!"

Lu Bei gasped and his face was filled with shock.

"Brother, what is the Dragon Trap Formation? Explain quickly." Hu San nudged Lu Bei with his elbow. Having traveled the martial world for many years, he had never heard of the Dragon Trap Formation.

"Ah, you don't know?"

Lu Bei scratched his head. "I thought you all knew, so I followed along. Actually, I don't know either."

Hu San: "..."

"The Dragon Trap Formation cuts off the path to immortality. This dragon is not an actual dragon, but the spiritual veins."

With the situation settled, Zhao Xiayang generously explained, "In the next ten years, the spiritual veins in Eastern Qi County will gradually fall asleep. In another hundred years, the spiritual veins will collapse, and only one in ten spiritual energies will remain. It will be thousands of times more difficult for cultivators to cultivate compared to before."

"What? The spiritual veins will collapse?"

Lu Bei widened his eyes, his face filled with shock.

Hu San rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, you don't need to pretend. It's common knowledge. Everyone knows."

(End of this chapter)