Is this NPC even playable if it's not nerfed?

Chapter 48 Disregard for Martial Morality, Thunderclap Blade
"Lu Sanjue, who doesn't know him?"

A look of emotion crossed the old man's face, and then he remembered that this had happened decades ago.

Most of the people who lived around the same time as Lu Xingzhi have either died or grown old and have retired from the martial arts world. There are probably not many who still remember his name, Lu Sanjue.

"never heard of that."

Lu Yuan shook his head; he had never heard of the name "Old Lu".

He could only deduce from Lao Lu's data panel that Lao Lu had a glorious past.

As for how glorious he once was, he had no idea.

"Hmph, how old are you? What do you know?"

"His reputation as Lu Sanjue dates back fifty years."

"Fifty years ago, that's quite a long time."

"Old man, since you say my father has three unique skills, what are they?"

Lu Yuan asked curiously.

"Naturally, fists, kicks, and hammers."

"He was a disciple of the Ten Masters Elder, and learned the Heavenly Dragon Fist, Dragon God Leg, and Dream Three Hammers Three Methods."

"The Heavenly Dragon Fist is a famous and domineering fist technique in the world. Although it is only a low-level martial art, Lu Xingzhi was able to cultivate it to its extreme and use the Heavenly Dragon Fist to deal with the encirclement and attack of several masters of the same level without being defeated."

"Dragon God Leg and Dream Three Hammers are the same; both are Earth-level martial arts, yet he was still able to cultivate them to their fullest potential."

"His martial arts talent is the best I have seen in the past hundred years."

"If he hadn't been so eager for quick success that he went mad with his cultivation, he wouldn't have lost all his martial arts skills."

"What a pity."

The old man shook his head, looking regretful.

"Can going into a state of demonic possession also cause a leg injury?"

Lu Yuan looked at the old man and said seriously.

"His leg, that's a different matter."

"What happened? Who did it?"

Lu Yuan's gaze turned hostile.

"As a son, how could you not know?"

"Didn't he tell you?"

The old man did not give a direct answer to Lu Yuan's question.

"No."

"Since he won't tell you, he must have his reasons, which I cannot disclose."

The old man shook his head, not wanting to answer the question.

"Old man, some things are not up to you."

Lu Yuan stood up.

A faint red flame began to rise.

……

NPC: Zuo Ming [Antarctic Immortal Temple]

Rank: 99 [First Grade]

Race: human
Strength: 100
Defense value: 100
Health: 30000
Stamina: 30000
Mana: 30000
Antarctic Longevity Technique, Immortal Transformation Steps, Half-Immortal Technique, The Path to Immortality is Vast and Unfathomable, Flying Crane Hand...

This old man is of a very high level, representing the pinnacle of martial arts in this world, but his stats are quite average.

At least in Lu Yuan's view, his data was very average.

Aside from the relatively high values ​​of the three attributes of life, stamina, and mana, the other two attributes, attack and defense, are extremely weak.

From these data pages, Lu Yuan could tell what the old man was good at.

A fragile mage with a long lifespan and high HP.

That's right, he's a mage with high HP but low survivability, and he's also specialized in escape skills. If he hadn't specialized in escape skills, it would be difficult for him to have such high stamina.

This old man is very afraid of dying.

His data panel was filled with the words "afraid of death".

……

"Young friend, are you going to use force?"

"Oh dear, this won't do."

"I'm over a hundred years old, you can't do anything reckless."

"If you do anything reckless, this old man may have to lie down."

Old Man Zuo Ming took a few steps back and said with a smile.

"Trying to extort money? Luckily, I'm a constable, I don't fall for that."

Lu Yuan shrugged, not giving up on his idea.

"Young friend, I have been kind enough to guide your father, Lu Xingzhi. Are you sure you want to hit me?"

The words of the old man Zuo Ming made Lu Yuan stop in his tracks.

Lu Yuan stared intently at the old man in front of him, trying to determine whether what Elder Zuo Ming had said was true.

If that's true, then he really can't take action.

After all, he had done his father a favor.

After thinking it over, Lu Yuan finally decided to use force.

Old Man Lu dotes on him so much, he probably won't blame him. Besides, ignorance is bliss; I was hard of hearing just now and didn't hear what the old man said.

Lu Yuan reached out and grabbed at the old man.

With a turn of his head, the old man Zuo Ming transformed into white smoke and slipped out through the crack in the window.

Lu Yuan lunged forward, smashing the window, and gave chase.

"You little brat, you have no sportsmanship at all."

"How can you be so violent towards an elderly person? Do you even have any sense of public morality?"

The old man Zuo Ming transformed into white smoke, constantly gathering and dissipating, swiftly dodging Lu Yuan's pursuit on the rooftop.

"What a coincidence, I have no sense of public morality."

"I am the Blood-Handed Butcher, the Demon Lord Lu, old man."

Public morality?

Please, I don't even have morals, so where would I get any sense of public morality?

Don't you know that I, Lu, don't fall for that kind of thing?
"Old man, good boy, you don't want to die, do you?"

"You know me well. I, Lu, am naturally strong and I don't know how to hold back when I strike. If I accidentally twist your head off, that wouldn't be good."

Lu Yuan chased after him while making threats.

"Young friend, you have a real bloodthirsty streak; you're always ready to kill."

"Are you a demon?"

Old Man Zuo Ming was also speechless.

He was a veteran in the martial arts world, and even those so-called senior figures were considered juniors among juniors in his eyes.

Whether in the martial arts world or the imperial court, his reputation is unparalleled.

Even the emperor treated him with utmost respect.

Who knew that Lu Yuan, that brat, would not only disrespect him but also beat him up.

He's over a hundred years old, and you still want to hit him.

You're such a beast.

"Lu the Demon Lord, Demon Lord, Demon Lord, isn't that just a demon?"

"Is there anything wrong with me doing what is appropriate for my identity?"

"Hmph, you little brat, you're really unreasonable."

Just as Lu Yuan was about to speed up, a sudden explosion was heard in the distance.

Lu Yuan turned around and looked at the place where the explosion had occurred, which was the Money Tower of the Canal Gang.

A golden image several meters high appeared on the Golden Coin Tower.

The Buddha's face was ferocious, yet his whole body radiated Buddhist light.

Faxiang, wielding two swords, frantically swung them down onto the street below.

Each swing of the knife caused immense destruction to the surrounding area.

"Want to kill me? You're still too green."

"Vajra Prajna Paramita, Wrathful Heavenly Slash."

Vajra swung his sword, striking the Six Doors beneath him, who immediately coughed up blood and fell unconscious.

His companion quickly dragged him away from the battlefield.

"The wrathful Vajra form is indeed formidable, but I am not helpless against you."

Fei Yan stepped forward, a knife-shaped hidden weapon appearing in her hand, and stabbed it fiercely into Fa Xiang's back.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, several cracks appeared behind the Dharma Image, and Lu Tianxing inside the Dharma Image was also shaken, his aura becoming unstable and he almost broke his breath.

"Thunder Blade, that's the Tang Clan's signature weapon. Are you a member of the Tang Clan?"

"Does using hidden weapons necessarily mean someone from the Tang Clan?"

“Lu Tianxing, I am one of that person, just like you.”

Fei Yan sneered.

"No way, this is absolutely impossible."

“I am loyal to him, and he would never do this to me.”

Lu Tianxing roared, unable to believe that he had been abandoned.

"No, you're wrong, you're terribly wrong."

"Your Highness doesn't need people with too many schemes. You know how many times you've had such thoughts over the past few years."

"I didn't want to touch you originally, but you shouldn't have done that. You disregarded His Highness's great cause for revenge. You deserve to die."

Fei Yan sneered, and the Thunderclap Blade in her hand flew out continuously.

"You bastard, stop talking nonsense."

"Your Highness wouldn't do this to me, you wouldn't."

"It must be you, you treacherous villain, who stirred things up in secret. I will use your head to explain to His Highness myself."

"You have no chance."

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(End of this chapter)