Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 105 Blood Finger

Lu Mingfei had barely confirmed the newcomer's identity when Blood Finger's figure vanished, leaving only ripples on the water's surface. Immediately afterward, a deadly chill swept in from the left!

clang--

Sparks flew everywhere! A force came from the sword, making his wrist go numb.

The heavy greatsword of the lost knight appeared particularly clumsy as he hastily parried such a high-speed and precise thrust.

The opponent retreated immediately after the attack, his figure moving like a ghost, instantly slicing several meters away. His eyes, hidden under the hood, stared at Lu Mingfei like a venomous snake, flashing with bloodlust and madness.

"Tsk."

Lu Mingfei cursed under his breath and finally drew the second greatsword, the Lost Knight's Sword. With two swords in hand, he felt a slight return of security, but it also brought even greater sluggishness.

Against a behemoth of strength like Greke, the domineering power of dual swords and the immense destructive force of the Storm Arts are the best choice. But against this assassin who moves as swiftly as a shadow, wielding two heavy greatswords always feels a bit lacking in agility.

So here's the question: Isn't Storm's dual swordsmanship known for its swift, fierce, and dog-like attacks? Why would Lu Mingfei find it troublesome?

Because he's fucking weak! If he had the strength of the old knight, he would definitely be able to unleash a "Lightning Whirlwind Slash" with each hand, cleaving Blood Finger in front of him so badly that even the Mother of Truth wouldn't recognize him!

Lu Mingfei's eyes narrowed, and his golden pupils suddenly lit up in the shadow of his mask. Regardless of whether he could win or not, he had to fight!
The Storm Combat Technique was instantly activated, and a gray-white turbulent current erupted from his body!
"drink!"

The two swords crossed, creating two crescent-shaped slashes imbued with wind pressure!

*Thud! Thud!* One sword missed its mark, while the other barely grazed Bloodfinger's arm. Yet Bloodfinger's movements showed no hesitation; the crimson light in his hand ruthlessly stabbed towards the joint of his armor!
Clang! Sizzle!
Lu Mingfei twisted his body in a hurry, and the Lost Knight's greatsword barely blocked the fatal blow, emitting a piercing scraping sound. But Bloodfinger flicked his wrist, and the dagger nimbly bypassed the spine of the sword, the blade grazing the edge of the plate armor, leaving a chilling white mark.

"Hold!"

Lu Mingfei stumbled as he was pulled along by this subtle and eerie force, feeling as clumsy as a turtle in an iron shell, while his opponent was a nimble and deadly swift.

The old knight's mad dog-style dual-sword fighting technique was somewhat hampered by the assassin's style of fighting, which completely abandoned defense and pursued a one-hit kill.

To make matters worse, the attack, which had clearly not struck his flesh, had instead created a thin, fresh bloodstain! Bright red blood beads instantly seeped out.

The power of cursed blood!

Lu Mingfei instantly understood.

This thing doesn't cut at the physical level at all. As long as you are "grazed" by the energy of that dagger, even if it is just contact at the energy level, your soul and body will be injured simultaneously!

Blood Finger was clearly surprised that Lu Mingfei could withstand the erosion of the cursed blood, and his movements paused slightly.

But the next second, the red light in his eyes intensified, and he let out a hoarse, strange laugh, clearly more excited by the blood.

"Damn it, this is never going to end!"

Lu Mingfei cursed angrily, forcibly suppressing the dizziness brought on by the tearing of his soul.

We can no longer afford to be passively attacked!

"Get out of my way!"

Lu Mingfei stopped trying to keep up with the opponent's ghostly speed and instead channeled the power of the storm into his feet, stomping hard on the water!
boom!
Combat Skill: Storm Step!
A violent shockwave, mixed with murky mud and water, exploded in a ring shape! The area affected was extremely large!
Lu Mingfei's attack, which nearly depleted his mana, was not intended for direct damage, but rather to create chaos and stun. Bloodfinger was indeed forced to leap backward to dodge the sudden area-of-effect impact, and his high-speed movement showed a noticeable halt for the first time.

good chance!
Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his golden pupils burning to their fullest extent! He brandished his twin swords, his entire being like a siege crossbow propelled by a storm, unleashing the signature charge technique of the Dual Sword Style!

Storm Blades!

Two greatswords, entangled in gray turbulence, whistled through the air like the outstretched wings of a storm eagle, violently slashing towards the assassin's figure!

Bloodfinger clearly hadn't expected this heavily armored "canned" enemy to retaliate so swiftly after being wounded by the cursed blood. In haste, he crossed the crimson dagger in front of his chest, attempting to block.

clang--

A metallic sound rang out!
The crimson dagger, made of an unusual material, withstood the slash of the Storm Greatsword without breaking. However, the terrifying impact instantly transmitted to Bloodfinger's arm. He groaned, and his entire body was sent flying backward as if struck by a giant hammer, crashing heavily into the hard riverbed wall behind him, spitting out a mouthful of foul blood.

Lu Mingfei, seizing the opportunity, pressed his advantage and aimed to finish off his nemesis! He strode forward in pursuit, his heavy armor kicking up mud and water. He raised his twin swords once more, ready to utterly destroy this dangerous enemy.

However, despite coughing up blood, Bloodfinger showed no fear in his eyes; instead, a twisted, sinister smile appeared on his face.

hum-

A crimson liquid, far thicker and more filthy than before, slashed out in front of him like a wave of blood!
Lu Mingfei's pupils contracted, and his sprinting steps came to an abrupt halt. The trajectory of the cursed blood gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if even a slight glancing blow would tear his soul apart. Wasn't charging straight at it just courting death?
He tried to twist his body, but could only barely avoid half of it. The remaining eerie cursed blood poured down on him without hesitation, and the scalding sensation came from both his body and soul at the same time.

At that moment, Bloodfinger pulled a bottle of Holy Grail Dew from his pocket, took a big gulp, and then turned to flee.

"Don't even think about running!" Lu Mingfei roared, throwing the Storm Greatsword with all his might without hesitation!

woo-

The heavy greatsword transformed into a grayish-white meteor, tearing through the polluted air and flying out with a shrill shriek.

Click.

The sound of a greatsword sinking deep into the stone wall echoed.

It missed.

Bloodfinger's figure twisted eerily in the misty riverbed, narrowly avoiding the Storm Greatsword that whistled and pierced the nearby rock wall. A dull thud echoed as rocks flew through the air.

The soul-tearing sensation brought on by the cursed blood made Lu Mingfei's vision blur. He forced himself to pull out his last greatsword, staring intently at the sin-stained figure, a low growl escaping his throat:

Fuck your mother!

at this time--

call!
A figure appeared without warning on a protruding boulder on the riverbank.

He wore a rough robe, its edges worn and frayed, yet it exuded a free-spirited and unconventional air. Most striking was the iron hat on his head, its shadow deeply obscuring most of his face, revealing only a sharply defined jawline.

He had an extremely long katana slung across his waist; the scabbard was old, but it couldn't hide the sharpness hidden beneath.

(End of this chapter)