The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#385 - One man against many

Protector Xu finally understood why Lu Jing dared to use his lesser accomplished Opening Mountain Palm to meet his greater accomplished Thunderbolt Palm.

The reason was simple: Lu Jing's inner strength was simply too great.

So great that the difference in techniques and all conspiracies lost their meaning.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, Protector Xu wouldn't have believed that a person's inner strength could be so terrifying!

Even though his two trusted aides already had their sabers drawn, and as long as he could hold on for a moment, reinforcements would arrive immediately, Protector Xu felt that this instant was as long as sixty years.

He watched helplessly as the meridians in his right arm were torn apart by that inner strength, knowing that his right hand was completely useless now. From now on, let alone fighting with this hand, he probably wouldn't even be able to hold chopsticks to eat.

But he couldn't care less about his right arm at this moment, because immediately after, that inner strength rushed towards his chest.

All Protector Xu could do was to mobilize all the remaining inner strength in his dantian to protect his heart.

Meanwhile, his opponent, Lu Jing, after exchanging that palm strike with him, didn't even look in his direction again. He simply continued to sit in his seat, quietly waiting for the two sabers to strike his face.

Then, he actually used the Empty Hand Catches the Blade technique, disarming both swords.

As a return gift, Lu Jing sent each of the two men a palm strike as well.

Then, he casually threw all three of them out of the house.

The crowd downstairs who were eagerly waiting for Protector Xu to display his divine power and bring glory to the Heavenly Dragon Gate never expected that what they would ultimately see was another crushing defeat.

Moreover, Protector Xu, who was supposed to teach Lu Jing a lesson, was already unconscious when he flew out, and his two trusted aides were not much better, all pale and gasping for breath.

Losing their leader, the Heavenly Dragon Gate crowd also fell into chaos.

Some people suggested that everyone rush up together to avenge Protector Xu, but at this time, more people had calmed down, or rather, were frightened by Lu Jing's martial arts. This group was more in favor of going back to the sect to call for reinforcements.

While the two groups were still arguing, another voice came from the river, "It seems the Heavenly Dragon Gate is useless. It's our turn to take action. Who wants to go first?"

"Let's not be arrogant. I know that guy Xu. His martial arts are not bad. His Thunderbolt Palm is rarely matched in the capital, and he may not be weaker than any of us. Since he said to let us all go together, let's all go together," said the woman holding the child.

Hearing this, Qing Lan and Xie Yu's expressions changed.

Qing Lan looked at Lu Jing with resentment, thinking, "Now you've done it. Why did you have to say such big words?"

Although Lu Jing had just shown great bravery, which had stunned the three women, they knew that there were many people in the painted boats on the river, and there were also many second-rate experts.

If this group of people were to disregard martial ethics and swarm them, she didn't know if Lu Jing could stop them, but the three of them definitely couldn't.

After all, swords and sabers have no eyes, and this room is so small. If someone's hand trembled, wouldn't they all die?

Seeming to see what she was worried about, Lu Jing said to her, "You don't want me to fight here? I agree. The environment here is so elegant. It's obvious that a lot of effort was put into the decoration. It would be a pity to ruin it. Then I'll take a trip this time."

After Lu Jing finished speaking, he finally stood up from behind the desk.

He didn't bring his Zen staff when he came out this time, so he casually grabbed a long saber he had just disarmed and jumped out of the riverside window, landing directly on a painted boat.

The martial artists on that painted boat were also startled. They were still discussing how to besiege Lu Jing later, but they didn't expect the main character to have already appeared.

Moreover, Lu Jing took the initiative to leave the room with walls on all sides and jumped onto the boat with an extremely open space around it, which also made it easier for him to be besieged.

Seeing this, everyone became polite and rushed towards Lu Jing with their respective weapons.

Seeing the farmer rushing towards him, Lu Jing could finally confirm that what the black cat had smelled on these people before must have been bad luck.

And it wasn't just ordinary bad luck.

Because if the Death Star wasn't shining, how could someone have just escaped a disaster on Ox Street and then painstakingly run over to deliver another wave?

It was as if they couldn't eat their next meal if they didn't give away their heads today. This spirit really made Lu Jing admire them.

The two who threw the chess pieces didn't believe that Lu Jing could escape from this inescapable net.

And the reality was indeed as they expected. Lu Jing simply couldn't do anything about the iron chess pieces that filled the sky. Moreover, he had to deal with the soft sword and iron hooks that had already stabbed in front of him.

However, before the corners of the two people's mouths could fully rise, they froze there again in the next moment.

It wasn't that Lu Jing used some powerful method at the last moment to sweep away all the chess pieces. In fact, on the contrary, most of those chess pieces ultimately hit Lu Jing's body, and each one was stronger than the last.

It was just that Lu Jing didn't react at all after being hit. His feet didn't even sway, and he fought with the woman holding the child and the toy vendor.

The martial arts of both of them were quite good, and they were both second-rate experts, but they didn't even last three moves in Lu Jing's hands, and they were both seriously injured and fell into the water. But soon, others rushed up.

The people on the other painted boats also reacted and joined the battle one after another.

Lu Jing, standing at the bow of the boat, was surrounded by the cold light of weapons from all directions. Lu Jing also grabbed an iron rod and used the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs, turning into a black shadow. Wherever he passed, no one dared to challenge his sharpness.

He was actually fighting against the crowd alone with his own strength, and he was definitely gaining the upper hand.

At this time, someone shouted again, "Be careful, this guy's inner strength is too strong. Don't fight him head-on. Try to fight him by moving around. He can't last too long like this. Once his inner strength is exhausted, he will only have a dead end."

Lu Jing was amused by his words and shook his head, "You should all go all out. At least… at least it can end a little faster."

However, it would have been better if he hadn't spoken. The more he said that, the more the martial arts experts besieging him felt that this strategy had hit Lu Jing's weakness. The reason why he said that was because he was starting to be afraid.

So everyone focused on exhausting him and no longer pursued killing, which made it easier for Lu Jing to fight.