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Chapter 960: Extreme Luck, Turning Benefit Back into Dullness

 Lin Baige was still puzzled: "Are they all tired? Then they slowed down?"

Lin Manjiang said worriedly: "If this is the case, then the situation of the young family master will be very bad. I am afraid that Wu Jinglei will soon find a flaw."

Zhong Sanxiao had already seen the clues at this time, with a bit of surprise on his face, and sighed: "In the past few years since the young master disappeared, his martial arts attainments are really amazing!"

Lin Baige was curious: "What does Uncle Zhong mean?"

Zhong Sanxiao smiled calmly: "Wu Jinglei's hammer is indeed much slower, but the young master's sword is catering to the latter, deliberately showing slowness."

Lin Baige was startled and shook his head innocently, "I don't understand."

There was depth in Zhong Sanxiao's eyes, "Just keep reading and you will understand."

On the martial arts field.

Wu Jinglei pressed down, and after interrupting Lu Feng's offensive again, he finally couldn't bear the provocation and said: "Give up, in terms of endurance, you are still far behind!"

Lu Feng smiled coldly, but his offensive did not stop for even a moment. He lowered his sword again and stabbed Wu Jinglei's shoulder and neck.

"Who said I have to compete with you in endurance!?"

The cold words made Dewu Jinglei suddenly startled, and the uneasiness in his heart instantly filled the air.

"I could stab you in the shoulder and neck more than three years ago, and I can do it now!"

The long sword in Lu Feng's hand suddenly became extremely swift, and his thrusts, which were many times more powerful than before, were directed at Wu Jinglei.

The seventh form of the Small Burial Flower Sword Code is also the fastest and final form.

Red silk returns to the soul!

Wu Jinglei's eyes widened in disbelief, and the sword light in his eyes magnified infinitely.

"Quick, what a fast sword!"

Wu Jinglei was frightened and raised the hammer to resist, but when he raised the giant hammer in his right hand halfway, he suddenly felt a terrible feeling of paralysis, and he froze in mid-way in shock.

'Move, move for me!'

Wu Jinglei couldn't help roaring in his heart, but his right arm seemed to be possessed by a maniac and lost all movement, as if its meridians had been cut off. There was no spiritual energy to circulate, but it was difficult to move at all.

Shocked by this incident, even the hammer in his left hand forgot to resist for a moment.

呲~

Lu Feng's sword accurately pierced Wu Jinglei's clothes and touched the Jianjing point on his right shoulder and neck.

It's the same as more than three years ago, no difference at all.

Boom!

The Jianjing point was tapped, and Wu Jinglei's right arm completely lost its strength. It was no longer possible to hold the giant hammer in his hand, and it fell straight to the ground.

It was precisely because of this sound that he came back to his senses, and the giant hammer in his left hand subconsciously swung towards Lu Feng.

However, he suddenly felt a pressing force coming from the Jianjing point.

Wu Jinglei's left hand froze in mid-air again, but this time it was not because of numbness, but because he was completely shocked by Lu Feng's sword.

In panic, the giant hammer in his left hand also fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng knew that Wu Jinglei had surrendered, and immediately withdrew the long sword that was stabbing the latter.

Just when everyone thought that the moment he drew his sword, blood would surge out of Wu Jinglei's Jianjing acupoint, creating a bloody fountain.

But what they saw was a scene that shocked everyone.

"What's going on? How is this possible?"

"How come there aren't even any wounds?"

"How could such a swift and sharp sword be closed in such a timely manner? It wouldn't even scratch the skin?"

Wu Jinglei was already shocked on the spot. He was pulling at his collar with both hands, checking his shoulders constantly, and even raised his left hand to rub his eyes. He thought he was dazzled for a while.

After checking again and again, I was startled to realize that there really wasn't even a trace of scar at all!

"I lost!"

Wu Jinglei looked at Lu Feng with a slightly depressed expression, his expression no longer showing the slightest bit of the initial flamboyance. With a hint of respect, he asked: "Can you tell me where I lost? The Jianjing point was not injured, why did I lose it?"

His entire right arm is still like a spasm, unable to lift even half of it?"

Zhong Sanxiao was already responding to and explaining the questions of Lin Wanshan and the others. Hearing Wu Jinglei's surprise, his voice could not help but grow louder, "Master Wu is not unjust to lose like this."

"Please also inform me." Wu Jinglei said respectfully, "The snow-topped jade dragon colt outside the door now belongs to your Lin Mansion."

Although his words showed a bit of heartache, the look on his face was obviously more concerned about where he lost in this battle.

Zhong Sanxiao said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wu, have you ever heard of the saying that 'when one's luck is at its peak, it turns the profit into dullness'?"

Wu Jinglei was startled, "It's the ultimate luck, how can you turn your strength back into dullness?"

Zhong San smiled and nodded, "The final sword style of the Red Thread Resurrection contained in the Little Burial Flower Sword Code of my house is such a sword power. Unless one has mastered the movement of spiritual energy, he will never be able to perform this style, and he will definitely do it."

Without luck, the sharp edge of the sword can still be concealed by such rapid speed."

"The sharp blade hitting the acupuncture point without causing any damage is one of the most perfect manifestations of this sword style."

Not to mention Wu Jinglei who was frightened, even Zhong Sanxiao had a huge wave in his heart when he saw Lu Feng perform such a sword style, and could not calm down for a long time.

The ability to turn sharpness back into dullness is not limited to the Little Burial Flower Sword Canon. It is recorded in many swordsmanships in the way of swordsmanship.

Zhong Sanxiao asked himself that even though he tried his best, he was only two or three points sure of doing it, but he didn't expect that the young head of the family in front of him could operate so freely, even with a hint of ease.

"Monster!" Wu Jinglei exclaimed in amazement. He had sent people to do some research on the Little Burial Flower Sword Code more than three years ago. He knew the pros and cons of this set of sword codes and understood the load and damage that training would cause to the body, but there was no such thing.

I thought that someone could practice it completely and perform it so perfectly.

Wait, that’s not right!

Wu Jinglei suddenly exclaimed: "My right arm was obviously paralyzed before it was hit at the Jianjing point. If not, I would never have been defeated so easily by the last sword attack."

Zhong Sanxiao was not convinced about this, and immediately looked at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng smiled faintly, "Master Wu, you might as well find someone to review the situation after you return. Repeat the high-intensity lifting and pressing movements hundreds of times, and then you will understand the origin of such numbness."

Wu Jinglei was surprised: "Can paralysis occur just by repeating it?"

Lu Feng said: "It seems that Mr. Wu's knowledge of medicine is average. Although such repetitive movements will not cause damage to the body, under high-intensity collisions, the blood circulation in the right arm will be poor, thus compressing the hand."

If it goes up the meridians, it will definitely cause a temporary feeling of numbness."

Wu Jinglei was shocked, "In the past few years since you disappeared, you actually had such a profound knowledge of medicine?"

Lu Feng smiled peacefully, which was a tacit response to Wu Jinglei's words.

In fact, this method has nothing to do with the above knowledge of medicine. It is entirely due to the seventh senior brother of the Qinghe Sect, and it comes from the flexible use of the 'unloading tool' in his Po Feng hand.

If Wu Jinglei meets Wu Jinglei next time and the latter takes precautions like this, this method will no longer work.


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