Chapter 475: Ordinary Mortal
Chapter 475: Ordinary Mortal
"What a bold move! I was worried you'd run away, but you actually have some courage?"
Even Hu Ma on horseback was slightly taken aback. The blade in his hand was originally aimed at the maid beside him, but seeing the second young master of the Meng family approaching, he decided to exert a little more force. The sword in his hand emitted an eerie, demonic vibration, and he slashed down towards the second young master of the Meng family.
In an instant, the sword's body was enveloped in a dark, sinister aura, and the blade's wind became pitch-black, as if a fierce gale had swept through.
The second young master of the Meng family was almost instantly overwhelmed by the sword.
No one knew what skills he possessed, but he fearlessly rushed forward, attempting to disarm his opponent with his bare hands, which was simply laughable.
Hu Ma couldn't imagine anyone being able to use their bare hands to disarm him at such close range.
"Click! Click!"
However, to Hu Ma's surprise, the second young master of the Meng family reached out towards his sword, but didn't make any contact with the blade, not even close.
Amidst the howling dark wind, the air around him suddenly filled with numerous decaying, withered hands that reached for his sword, and some even grabbed at his arms and face.
It was as if he had fallen into a den of ghosts, surrounded by cold and putrid air. These hands not only tried to disarm him but also had the ability to corrupt and defile his weapons and even directly tear out his soul.
"So this is the skill of a Spirit Bearer?"
The sudden change startled Hu Ma, and he felt a sense of foreboding.
He had only recently entered the mansion, and his skills after entering were acquired through a shortcut.
Many of his understandings were still at the level of a Year-End Guardian, and he suddenly realized the terrifying abilities of the second young master of the Meng family.
It could be said that if he hadn't entered the mansion yet, if he were still the person who had just arrived at the Blood Sacrifice Mine, he would have been disarmed and his soul torn out, dragged into the underworld, with just a single encounter.
One must not underestimate the skills of a Spirit Bearer!
It was well-known that getting close to a Year-End Guardian was extremely dangerous, but there were still people who could engage them in close combat and hold their own, like a Spirit Bearer.
A Year-End Guardian's skills were all on their body, while a Spirit Bearer's skills were not even on their own body. Even they themselves could be considered weapons or Dharmic Tools possessed by other entities, walking in the mortal realm.
The difference was that not every Spirit Bearer could fight, only those who specialized in inviting ghosts to possess them and borrowed their power through the 'Human Candle' method could do so.
Hu Ma had once fought a Spirit Bearer possessed by a blue-clothed evil ghost, and he had witnessed their cruel and bizarre abilities. During the fight, it was easy to get carried away, and they were reckless, crazy, and even after their head was chopped off, they still made faces at him.
The young master of the Meng family would never learn such despicable skills, but with this move, he exuded a ghostly aura, and the mysterious and bizarre aspects of his technique were at least several miles more advanced than that of the blue-clothed boy.
"Get out of the way!"
Although this turn of events was unexpected, Hu Ma was prepared. He suddenly shouted fiercely.
The sword's body trembled with surging dark energy, and in an instant, the arms and hands that had grabbed onto his sword were shattered to pieces. As for the hands that scratched at his body, he didn't even bother to pay attention to them. The soul energy rippling around his body was enough to protect himself.
Having cultivated the Dharmakaya of the Great Heavenly General Bodhimanda, he was indeed mysterious, but in reality, it was just the strengthening of his soul, which condensed into an ethereal image, protecting his physical body.
This technique had many practical uses, and the most useful one was that many demonic spells and techniques couldn't affect him and were repelled.
"This demon has some skills. When my Meng family takes action, we are accompanied by ghosts and gods. Even the Dharmakaya cultivated by a Mansion Guardian can be torn apart by borrowing the hands of little ghosts, but this person is not afraid and directly repels them?"
Witnessing this scene, the young master of the Meng family was also slightly startled and stared intently at Hu Ma.
Facing the rolling, terrifying sword light, he remained calm and composed. He twisted his body and retreated, and a dark ghostly hand appeared beside him, passing him a weapon.
It was a long spear forged from a hundred refined steel, with a ghoul head at its tip. The ghoul opened its mouth, and a bright red tongue stretched out, forming the spearhead. Holding the spear with both hands, he exuded strict procedure, and with a sudden shake, the spear struck like a dragon.
As a Year-End Guardian, Hu Ma had quick reflexes and an extremely keen sense of spatial awareness. He dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the spear.
However, the bright red tongue suddenly trembled and coiled back towards his neck.
The evil ghost at the spearhead even laughed, thinking he had succeeded.
"This Meng family is filled with ghostly energy, even their weapons are possessed by evil ghosts?"
But as a Year-End Guardian, armed with a fierce sword, he was not afraid of such a thing. He reached out and grabbed the eerie tongue, his palm filled with fiery vigor, and faint runes even appeared.
He had already used the Great Tumbling Palm's ultimate move, which was specifically effective against these ghostly objects. He grabbed the fiendish red tongue, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was the spearhead.
Chi la!
The crimson spearhead, crafted from an unknown material, was so hot that it sizzled in his palm, emitting a faint wailing sound like a malevolent ghost. Seizing this opportunity, Hu Ma struck again, slashing diagonally towards the head of the Meng Family son.
"Hmm?"
The Meng Family son was clearly startled, his body seeming to lose its bones as he retreated, forcefully parrying the spear.
Hu Ma was on horseback, while his opponent was on foot, clearly at a disadvantage. Yet, instead of retreating, he advanced again.
In an instant, sparks flew as the spear and knife clashed, producing an ear-piercing, jarring sound.
Despite their skill, they fought several rounds, and the Meng Family son showed no signs of weakness, even gaining momentum as the fight progressed. He shouted fiercely, "You, a servant of ghosts, learned your skills by stripping bones! Do you think the Meng Family's abilities were gained so easily?"
"I, too, have diligently trained in martial arts since childhood. Every day, I spar with three Mansion Guardians, learning techniques and formations. How dare you, a rustic demon, think you can surpass me in spear skills?"
"... "
Amidst the fierce shouts, each thrust of the spear aimed precisely at Hu Ma's vital points, especially the eerie spearhead with its red tongue like a python, constantly coiling towards his body, making it hard to defend against.
However, he couldn't quite understand why the man on horseback, despite his vicious knife moves, had a horse that would occasionally stretch its head towards the spear as if loyally trying to block the spear's path for its rider.
Being on foot put him at a disadvantage, and the saying 'shoot the horse before shooting the rider' applied here. But he dared not shoot the horse, fearing that the spear would pierce its body, hindering his own attack and giving the rider an opportunity to strike him with the knife.
"I underestimated this Meng Family heir. He's not just a spoiled rich kid; he has genuine skills..."
After a few exchanges, Hu Ma was slightly surprised to find that his opponent's abilities, though ghostly and unconventional compared to the Mansion Guardians, were indeed the result of diligent and arduous training.
Hu Ma's own skills had been passed down from Old Yin Mountain's reclusive master, Second Master Zhou, and the Red Lantern Society's leader, Wu Hong. Together, they could only be considered...
...standard third-rank martial artists of the Wuxia world!
Purely in terms of technique and martial arts, even the Mansion Guardian Warrior who sparred with the Meng Family son was probably more skilled than him.
As for the unique skills he acquired from the Li Family in the cave, those fell into the category of special abilities.
Thinking this, he felt a strange realization: "Damn, compared to him, am I the one with the unconventional background?"
"Shua la!"
As he was pondering, the second young master of the Meng Family, Meng Sili, grew more courageous with each exchange. The resentment from his earlier losses to the town's people was now vented in this fight, and his ghostly energy swirled around him, making his face look fiercely cruel.
With a shout, he shook the ghost spear in his hand, creating a swirling motion. The surrounding dark energy instantly formed a dark, writhing cloud that enveloped Hu Ma's face.
Hu Ma's eyes narrowed, and he swung his ferocious knife horizontally, executing the 'Blocking Punch' technique. The knife collided with the spearhead, and a fierce gale blew, clanging incessantly.
Ma Ye, the horse, had stretched its head towards the spear, but it was suddenly shocked and retreated several steps. Hu Ma's knife rose abruptly, and he sank his body to help Ma Ye stabilize, holding the knife across his chest.
"Hehe..."
The Meng Family son, having gained the upper hand, coldly laughed, "So, you're just an ordinary mortal whose cultivation hasn't even surpassed the three pillars."
"With such skills, you dare to come and kill me?"
"... "
Amidst the fierce shouts, the spear thrust forward like a rolling black dragon, and he took a large step forward. Now, he was confident and saw the No Beef demon as the perfect opponent to hone his skills.
"Is this the difference between me and a Meng Family heir?"
Facing the opponent's fierce spear, Hu Ma blocked with his knife, his mind silently contemplating.
In his years of wandering the Wuxia world, he had encountered many formidable enemies. However, with his three-pillar cultivation, he often gained the upper hand. After all, the sixtieth cycle strength was rare in this world.
But in this fight with the Meng Family's son, he was at a significant disadvantage, clearly showing the gap between a commoner and an aristocratic heir.
Earlier, when Lord Mountain asked, he had dismissed them, saying these aristocratic heirs didn't have an extra head. But now, it seemed they indeed had an extra head...
"Still, he's undeniably fierce, but it's easy to predict his moves..."
As he blocked the spear with his knife, he gradually gained a better understanding of his opponent. Meanwhile, he noticed that he had bought some time and drawn attention away, allowing Little Red Tang on the distant hillside to quietly raise a red lantern and make an 'OK' sign.
(End of Chapter)
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