Oh no! I've been reincarnated as a corpse!

Seeing Lu You looking at him, Nangong Yi's muscles tensed instantly, like a bowstring stretched to its limit.

He stared intently at Lu You, his eyes fierce, his tone icy: "You win. But even if I die here today, I'll tear a piece of flesh from your body before I die!"

Lu You was a little confused.

No, I just want to enjoy this quiet moment. You guys can finish your fight and I'll go home and sleep. Isn't that great?

The person immediately said, "You win," and acted as if he wanted to take me down with him.

This is something Lu You can't figure out.

You're insane!

Lu You scratched his head, about to explain, when a thought suddenly popped into his head.

This guy's fighting skills were really impressive when he was fighting the rat demon.

The boxing stances, footwork, and power generation all have a complete system.

I had been watching the fight from the sidelines and had gained some insights, but just watching without actually participating felt like something was missing.

Or... should I practice my combat skills myself?

There just happens to be a free sparring partner right in front of me.

It was delivered to my door automatically.

Thinking of this, Lu You's eyes lit up, and an excited smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

But in Nangong Yi's eyes, the scene was completely different.

He saw the zombie staring at him, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

That smile, set against the pale face, looked utterly bloodthirsty and sinister.

It was as if a predator had finally bared its fangs.

Nangong Yi's throat bobbed involuntarily, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he involuntarily took a step back.

He felt the burning pain from his wounds, and the lingering numbness from the plague still lingered, making his despair even stronger.

He gritted his teeth in resentment and said, "Those treacherous zombies! They just claimed to be upright and honorable, but they only dared to attack me after I was injured and poisoned by the rat demon!!"

Lu You, who was about to rush forward and start fighting, paused upon hearing this.

He thought about it carefully.

That seems to make sense.

I'm here to practice my combat skills, not to stomp on noobs.

This guy looks half-dead right now, and he probably can't even unleash 60-70% of his strength.

Fighting him isn't practice; it's bullying.

The effectiveness of the practice will definitely be greatly reduced.

Lu You nodded thoughtfully, then said earnestly, "What you said makes sense. First, get rid of the poison, then heal your injuries a little. We'll fight again once you've recovered."

Nangong Yi: "????"

His mind was full of questions, and he felt as if his understanding had been brutally attacked at that moment.

That last sentence was purely a complaint born of his resentment.

He didn't expect the zombie to actually give him a chance to catch his breath.

Any normal demon or corpse cultivator would have taken advantage of his weakness to kill him at this point.

So what did the zombie say?

Let him detoxify? Let him heal his wounds?

Is this something a zombie should say?

Nangong Yi stared at Lu You in disbelief, as if trying to find some flaw in that unrealistically handsome face: "...Are you serious?"

Lu You waved his hand impatiently, his tone urging, "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting too long. I want to go back to sleep before dawn... go back to cultivate."

Looking at Lu You's eager expression, Nangong Yi became extremely wary.

conspiracy.

It's an absolute, blatant conspiracy!

This guy is definitely up to something!

Maybe they wanted to launch a sneak attack while he was healing?

Or perhaps some kind of formation was set up around him?

Nangong Yi quickly scanned his surroundings but found nothing.

But he simply couldn't refuse.

Because his current condition is indeed very poor.

The patient is deficient in qi and blood, has not cleared toxins, and is still bleeding from the wound.

To fight this unfathomable living corpse in this state would be certain death.

Even if it's a conspiracy, he has no choice but to jump in.

Let's get back to peak condition first!

Thinking of this, Nangong Yi took a deep breath and said coldly, "I hope you keep your word!"

Without waiting for Lu You's response, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to fully activate his qi and blood to detoxify.

Wisps of grayish-black mist drifted out from his wound, merging into the night wind, and a faint sour, foul smell permeated the air, like spoiled pickled vegetables.

Lu You squatted down listlessly to one side, resting her chin on her knees, watching Nangong Yi detoxify, her eyelids gradually drooping.

This detoxification process is taking way too long.

It took him longer to wait for takeout than he ever did in his previous life.

I don't know how this martial arts master trained his physique. It takes him forever to detox. He's so weak.

He looked up at the moon in the sky, then looked down at his shadow stretched long by the moonlight on the ground, and stared blankly for a long time.

A moment later, Nangong Yi slowly opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

The toxins in my body have been completely eliminated.

He subconsciously glanced at Lu You beside him.

The moonlight, like water, poured down.

The zombie was squatting on a rock not far away, its hands supporting its chin, its eyelids drooping, staring blankly with utter boredom.

The moonlight shone on his pale face, outlining clean and sharp contours.

If he hadn't known it was a living corpse, Nangong Yi would have thought he was seeing a banished immortal descending to earth, taking a nap under the moonlight.

Nangong Yi was even more confused.

He really didn't bother me.

She just squatted there, quietly waiting for him to finish the antidote.

What kind of approach is this?

Nangong Yi found that he couldn't understand the thoughts of this living corpse at all.

Could it be... that this zombie is mentally unstable?

That doesn't seem like it. He was clearly very shrewd when he tricked the rat demon before.

Nangong Yi took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.

Never mind, let's get back in shape first.

He took out a Qi and Blood Pill and swallowed it to begin restoring his depleted Qi and Blood.

A warm current of energy rose from the dantian and flowed along the meridians to the limbs and bones.

The depleted qi and blood were replenished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After his blood and energy recovered, he took a hemostatic pill and treated his wounds simply.

Those claw marks looked frightening, but they were just superficial wounds, nothing to a martial arts master like him.

The most troublesome toxins have been removed, and the remaining injuries will not affect the fight.

As the last trace of the medicine was completely absorbed, Nangong Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

He stood up, and a hot breath slowly exhaled from his mouth, turning into a wisp of white mist in the cool night breeze.

"I don't know what you're thinking..."

Nangong Yi stared intently at Lu You, his voice low and solemn.

"However, since you've given me this chance, I'll give you a dignified death. This is the martial way of Nangong Yi."

Lu You snapped out of his daze, stood up from the rock, and patted off non-existent dust from his backside.

He looked at the imposing Nangong Yi, his eyes filled with eagerness: "Recovered? Then let's begin."

Nangong Yi said no more, let out a low roar, and assumed a fist stance.

The phantom of the Golden Fiend Tiger materialized behind him, baring its fangs and claws, its ferocious aura overwhelming him.

The next moment, he transformed into a blur and charged straight towards Lu You.

Lu You had only been an observer, watching the show from a distance, and thought it was nothing special.

Now, facing Nangong Yi's attack head-on, I truly understand the sense of oppression he felt.

It was as if a huge, ferocious tiger, carrying an overwhelming aura of ferocity, was crushing down on him.

That aura was so powerful it seemed to tear one's mind apart.

Lu You's heart skipped a beat.

Holy crap, that's a bit intimidating.

This was the first time he had faced such pressure head-on, and he felt a little flustered.

Fortunately, Nangong Yi's speed wasn't too fast, giving him time to react.

Lu You secretly rejoiced that she had thought of practicing.

Otherwise, if we encounter a strong enemy in the future and are caught off guard by such an aura, we might panic on the spot.

By the time Nangong Yi rushed in front of her, Lu You had already fully regained her senses.

With a light step, he glided backward like a weightless ghost.

At the same time, he stretched out both hands to steadily meet the two fists that Nangong Yi was about to throw at his chest and head.

boom!boom!

Two muffled thuds exploded almost simultaneously.

Lu You clearly felt two enormous forces coming from Nangong Yi's fists, like two iron plates hitting his palm.

His palms felt slightly numb.

But the regenerative ability of the undead body is ridiculously strong, and the numbness dissipates almost instantly.

He steadily caught both punches, and at the same time, he raised his left foot and kicked straight at Nangong Yi's abdomen.

The actions were simple and direct, without any fancy moves.

He had not learned any martial arts techniques, and there was no record of any martial arts skills in the "New Moon Qi Induction Chapter".

Perhaps for beings of the Taiyin Emperor's level, martial arts techniques are too weak and not worth studying at all.

He can only fight in his own way, as long as he can hit the target.

The moment Nangong Yi's fists were blocked head-on, his heart trembled violently.

He used his full strength in those two punches.

The rat demon didn't dare to take the blow head-on; it could only rely on parrying and deflecting the force to neutralize it.

The zombie caught it with its bare hand?

How ridiculously strong must this physical body be?!

Is this really a living corpse from the first realm?

Are you sure this isn't some second-realm Iron Corpse pretending to be weak?

Could this bastard have been playing him for a fool the whole time?

However, when Nangong Yi saw Lu You's kick, he realized something was wrong.

That kick was indeed very powerful and fast.

However, the technique for applying force was so crude that it was appalling.

It's like having a peerless sword, but only knowing how to use it to chop wood.

Moreover, although the timing of the kick was not bad, it was clearly not refined through repeated practice and lacked that smooth and continuous feel.

This guy... seems to lack combat experience?

Why does it seem like they haven't fought much?

Nangong Yi's mind was full of question marks.

This zombie is really weird!

He looks like a celestial being descended to earth, possesses an alarmingly high level of intelligence, and has an absurdly strong physical body, yet he has almost no combat experience.

This completely overturned Nangong Yi's understanding of zombies.

However, a glint of light immediately appeared in his eyes.

Lack of combat experience is a huge disadvantage for this undead!

He may not be as good as him in other aspects, but in terms of combat experience, Nangong Yi has crawled out of countless life-and-death battles!

Their experience far surpasses that of these zombies.

He could easily outmaneuver this zombie with his extensive experience!

can win!

The flame of confidence was rekindled in Nangong Yi's heart.