The Long Journey to Immortality

Han Lu was stunned by these words.

The Su Wen in front of me is clearly thirty years old, but he has believed the rumors and speaks in a tone that is like a naive young man or a righteous cultivator from the time of the battle between good and evil thousands of years ago.

"Senior Brother Su Wen," she addressed him as "Senior Brother" because Su Wen had entered the Zhengyi Sect ten years earlier than Han Lu, "Don't believe the rumors that others have made up."

"Save those words for after you lose." Su Wen retrieved his identity token and turned to leave.

After those words, Su Wen felt as if he had become ten years younger, his mind was at ease, he felt great, and even his steps were lighter.

The academy cultivator in charge of the second arena, having watched Han Lu compete in two matches, knew that she was not as ruthless as the rumors suggested, and offered a word of comfort, which made Han Lu feel a little better.

She assumed it was just Su Wen's "chivalrous spirit" acting up, and wondered if she could use the golden sword to unleash lightning and give Su Wen an electric shock to clear his head.

After everyone took their positions, and the arena's restrictions were activated, temporarily isolating the two people in arena number two from the outside world, the referee began to announce, "3, 2, 1, begin."

As a body cultivator skilled in external martial arts, Su Wen didn't need to perform any hand seals or chant any incantations.

He shouted, "Witch, take this!" and then took out the longsword he named "Demon Slayer Sword" from his storage bag, quickly approaching Han Lu.

Despite lacking any practical combat techniques, Su Wen was naturally agile and quick, allowing him to run incredibly fast.

Of the eighty-five acupoints that Han Lu has already opened, many have the ability to enhance a cultivator's physical functions.

While Han Lu's physique is not as robust as Su Wen's, it is still far superior to that of an ordinary Qi Refining Level 2 cultivator.

Han Lu watched as Su Wen attacked with his sword, but she was not in a hurry. She simply used a lightness technique to retreat a few steps on the arena and began to fight back against Su Wen.

The movement of her legs did not affect her use of magic with her hands and mouth. Han Lu controlled the distance between herself and Su Wen and began to implement the battle plan she had prepared before stepping onto the arena.

The golden sword flew out of the storage bag and stabbed straight at Su Wen.

Seeing this, Su Wen said, "You think a mere spirit sword can break through my defenses? Witch, you're overthinking it."

Being called a "witch" again only fueled Han Lu's resentment. She wished she could defeat Su Wen with a single move and silence his foul mouth.

Just as the golden sword was about to pierce Su Wen's heart, Su Wen rapidly circulated his spiritual energy, unleashing the techniques and secret arts of body cultivators.

Su Wen's originally dark skin was covered with a layer of gold, as if he were wearing a golden armor.

"Behold my invulnerability!" Su Wen roared, grabbing the golden sword with his free left hand.

Su Wen had intended to disarm Bai Jian with his bare hands and show off his invincible body, but he never expected to suffer a setback right from the start.

Although Su Wen shouted "invulnerable to swords and spears," Han Lu's third-grade magical artifact, the spirit sword, was far sharper than ordinary swords and spears.

He did manage to grip the golden sword firmly, but the blade still managed to cut his palms.

Su Wen felt a pang of pain in his heart, only then realizing that Han Lu's spirit sword was of the highest grade.

Almost immediately, he released his left hand and brandished the "Demon Slayer Sword" in his right hand to fight against the spirit sword that Han Lu was wielding.

All of this was unexpected by Han Lu, but it achieved the effect she wanted.

In Han Lu's view, no matter how powerful Su Wen was, with his cultivation at the second level of Qi Refining, he couldn't use any earth-shattering secret techniques, nor could he grow three heads and six arms. Her core strategy was to entangle Su Wen with her spiritual sword, preventing him from getting close.

With a body made of steel and iron, it is not only difficult to be injured by sharp blades, but also has a certain resistance to magic.

So Han Lu used the tricks she had learned from Fu Chen.

Eight ice mirrors rose around Su Wen, trapping him inside.

Ice Mirror Illusion.

Although it was winter, the afternoon sun was still dazzling.

The sunlight was amplified nearly a hundred times by the lens formed by the ice surface. Even a mortal would be completely blinded by just one glance at this concentrated beam of light, and cultivators would fare no better.

While Su Wen was engaged in a fierce battle with the golden sword, he suddenly felt a white light before his eyes, and then he temporarily lost the ability to see.

The intense light not only affected his vision but also caused tinnitus to fill his mind, and his mouth watered, but the taste was a mixture of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy.

He instinctively closed his eyes, but the bright light still shone through the gap between his eyelids into Su Wen's eye sockets.

The dizziness subsided slightly, but Su Wen, who was temporarily unable to see the dead objects with his eyes, was completely at a disadvantage.

If it were any other Qi Refining Level 2 cultivator from the Zhengyi Sect, they would most likely cover their eyes at this moment to alleviate the pain, or even be completely at a loss.

But Su Wen is indeed Su Wen, the seasoned veteran who has been working his way up in the Zhengyi Sect for ten years.

His combat experience and physical condition led him to make the most correct choice instinctively.

Hearing the sound of a spirit sword cutting through the wind from his right, Su Wen used a spell to cover his right fist with a thick layer of earth color. Then, he took a half step to the side and threw a punch with his right fist based on his instincts.

Su Wen's right fist avoided the sharpness of the spirit sword and struck the side of the spirit sword.

The sword's edge slashed Su Wen's right arm, and blood flowed from the wound, staining Su Wen's right arm crimson.

However, this method of using fists as sledgehammers and blunt weapons allowed Su Wen to successfully knock Han Lu's spirit sword away.

For the time being, Jin Jian was unable to continue buzzing in Su Wen's ear to threaten him.

Despite the pain, Su Wen shouted, "Good!"

Although he couldn't see it, he could sense the changes on the battlefield.

Having secured a moment of peace for himself, he was finally able to deal with the ice mirrors that had robbed him of his sight.

I tried to open my eyes again, and the stinging sensation returned.

At the risk of temporary blindness, Su Wen roughly figured out the locations of several ice mirrors.

"Tiger Subduing Fist!"

"Tiger Subduing Fist!"

"Tiger Subduing Fist!"

While hitting and shouting, Su Wen, who was temporarily blind, put all his strength into his fists and mouth.

With three crisp sounds, five of the eight ice mirrors shattered, and Han Lu's ice mirror illusion array lost 70% of its effectiveness.

Su Wen used brute force to overcome skill, pulling himself back from the brink of defeat.

However, Han Lu did not stand still and watch the fight while Su Wen was putting his fists to use.

When the third ice mirror shattered, her countermeasures came.

[Author's Note] I'm still a bit far from my small goal, but it seems there's still a chance to achieve it.

Chapter 105 A Clever Victory Over a Powerful Enemy

Su Wen's steel-like body is indeed difficult to deal with.

This was the first time Han Lu had ever seen a cultivator with only the second level of Qi Refining who could contend with a top-grade spiritual sword using only his physical body.

Han Lu is not stupid; on the contrary, she has more combat experience than Su Wen.

In Han Lu's view, attacking the enemy's weaknesses was the best way to deal with Su Wen.

The Ice Mirror Illusion was developed based on this strategy, which is why the techniques used were chosen.

In Han Lu's opinion, even if Su Wen were twice as powerful, he still couldn't toughen his eyes to the same level as his body, and he couldn't get rid of the fundamental flaws of a Qi Refining cultivator.

The countermeasures she is now employing are also based on this judgment.

The remaining five ice mirrors were no longer forcibly pieced together to form an ice mirror illusion, but were used as ordinary ice blocks, and were directly smashed towards Su Wen under Han Lu's command.

At the same time, Han Lu's most powerful spell, "Water Dragon Technique," appeared for the first time on the second arena, roaring as it charged towards Su Wen.

Han Lu's idea was very simple.

Since even the golden sword could only barely wound Su Wen, she decided to use her magic as a blunt weapon, taking advantage of the rules of the grand arena competition, hoping to bombard Su Wen, knock him off the stage, and force him to crash into the restrictions, thus achieving victory.

With red eyes and tears streaming down his face, Su Wen shouted the name of his move and shattered the five ice mirrors that were about to hit him. Before he could even catch his breath, he heard the sound of rushing water beside him.

He instinctively turned his head and saw that the water dragon was already right in front of him.

In desperation, Su Wen had no choice but to take out the magical artifact he had originally intended to use as a secret weapon.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Su Wen stepped into a lunge position, firmly rooting himself to the arena.

Immediately afterwards, a half-body square shield without any decorative patterns appeared in his hand.

The water dragon was incredibly powerful, and Su Wen dared not be negligent in the slightest. He sluggishly leaned forward, using the shield for defense.

Half a breath later, the water dragon crashed head-on into the shield, and the enormous impact forced Su Wen to use all his strength to resist it.

The water dragon knocked Su Wen back two steps before he barely managed to regain his footing.

His arm muscles bulged, and blood spurted from the wound inflicted by the spirit sword, splashing onto Su Wen's face.

The faint smell of blood stimulated Su Wen's nasal cavity, causing him to unleash 120% of his power.

He exerted all his strength to contend with the magic, but Su Wen still spared some attention to guard against the spirit sword that he had just punched away but could attack from behind at any moment.

Han Lu was somewhat surprised that Su Wen had hidden a magical artifact that he hadn't used before.

The situation on the field was slightly out of her control, but Han Lu still felt that she still had the advantage.

Just as Han Lu was about to command her flying sword for a sneak attack and a fatal blow, the arena floor, which was soaked by the Water Dragon Technique, gave her an idea.

She intends to win even more spectacularly.

In a simple contest of strength, Su Wen is not at a disadvantage.

Having withstood the first wave of attacks, Su Wen even took two steps forward, ready to dodge to the side and escape this awkward situation.

But to his utter surprise, an accident happened in the blink of an eye.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't muster any strength.

"What's going on?" Feeling himself being pushed backward by the force of the water jet, Su Wen's resolute expression turned slightly panicked.

He raised his left leg, trying to adjust his posture, but unexpectedly, he almost slipped and fell to the ground.

Su Wen sensed something was wrong with his feet and subconsciously looked down at the ground.

"How could it be ice?"

Seeing that the marble arena beneath his feet had turned into a clean, smooth ice surface, Su Wen finally understood why this had happened.

"It must have been that witch's doing."

Su Wen barely managed to maintain his balance, trying to defuse the crisis by breaking and crushing the ice beneath his feet.