Chapter 165: Wen Rui's Fighting Ability
Chapter 165: Wen Rui's Fighting Ability
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord also took out a sword that was shining brightly, and with the sword in his hand and his feet on the void, he stood in the air and confronted Wen Rui.
Wen Rui flew up into the sky with fire under his feet, and said with a smile: "Brother Baiyan, are you going to fight with me? I don't want to bully you. My Jinling Sect is the number one sword cultivation sect in the Three Realms. You can't last even a second in a flying sword fight."
"How shameless! I really don't know where a mere mortal like you gets the confidence from..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a flash of glazed light, and the Taoist bun on the head of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord fell apart.
Wen Rui used his infinite merits to activate the "Demon-Protecting Sword". When the sword was released, its trajectory could not be seen at all, and the only external manifestation was a flash of dazzling light.
The purpose of the Demon-Protecting Sword's birth was to suppress the demon clan's luck and give them a glimmer of hope.
The Three Realms already had the "Demon Summoning Banner", a precious treasure that could suppress destiny, but Nuwa had given up on the demon clan. During the Conferred God Tribulation, the Demon Summoning Banner was used to summon the Three Xuanyuan Demons, but her purpose was to use the demon clan as tools and let the demon clan bear the blame for causing chaos in the world.
Those who abandon the demon clan will no longer receive blessings from heaven, and the fortune of the demon-summoning banner will gradually dissipate.
When the "Demon-Protecting Sword" comes out, those who hold the sword and protect the demon clan sincerely will be blessed with great fortune.
The power of the merit treasure is brought to the extreme. There is no need for any immortal cultivation realm to support it. Infinite merit can gain supreme power.
In the area of protecting the demon clan, no matter in terms of knowledge or deeds, how could He Lingyun compare with Wen Rui? The gap between them was too great.
This sword only unleashes its full power in Wen Rui's hands, and even under the stimulation of his immense merits, its power is increased countless times.
Wen Rui also didn't want to embarrass the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord in public because he was also from the Jiejiao and was an old customer with whom he had a good relationship.
Otherwise, this sword would be enough to shave his head, or even trim all the hair on his body easily and happily.
He Lingyun, who was watching the fight from the side, was completely stunned. She had thought that a sword speed of two hundred miles per second was already very fast, but now after seeing Senior Brother Wen's sword speed, she finally understood what it meant to look up to a towering figure.
She had no idea how fast the sword was.
Even the sword's speed was not the most shocking thing. He Lingyun was an expert in this field. She was more surprised by the efficiency and accuracy of her senior brother in calculating the sword's trajectory.
For a sword flying at such a high speed, a deviation of an unknown number of decimal places would cause a huge deviation in the sword's path.
However, my brother used the "Ethereal and Uncertain Water Drop Sword Technique" with ease, without any error or omission.
But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. That is, he created the sword technique, so he should be the best at it.
With Wen Rui's fifth-level intelligence and Jarvis's supercomputing support, his computing power is many times higher than He Lingyun's crane brain.
The female monk was even more moved. She had heard that her senior brother possessed this sword and had combat power comparable to that of a celestial being, yet he was so trustworthy and gave the sword to her, a clumsy little crane.
In fact, Wen Rui also wanted to covet the sword, but the treasure of merit and virtue really belongs to the virtuous. When Fashan sacrificed himself, the one he gave it to was He Lingyun, so the ownership of the treasure was a foregone conclusion.
If others are greedy and predatory, their merits will backfire.
Wen Rui could only borrow it with He Lingyun's permission, and he was absolutely not allowed to take it for himself.
Even if it is borrowed, merits must be consumed continuously. It is actually quite a loss. It is far better to develop a cyber mortal system that matches your own body.
Of course, he would not tell He Lingyun about these secrets, and let the secretary be secretly moved. In the future, the entire He will be hers, so won’t her sword be hers too?
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord blinked and immediately suppressed his contempt. He didn't even see the sword clearly.
too fast!
It was so fast that it was unbelievable and beyond cognition. When the Golden Spirit Holy Mother released the Flying Golden Sword, it had the same effect. In a flash of golden light, the immortal was killed. No one knew how the sword came out or how it hit him.
The flying sword in the hands of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was also extraordinary. It was a fairy-level treasure bestowed upon him by Master Jie. A thousand years later, he could fight Sun Wukong's golden cudgel with this sword for fifty or sixty rounds.
But the difference between engaging in an aerial sword fight with Wen Rui's extremely fast flying sword that was impossible to see clearly was too great. The level of flying sword skills was simply not on the same level.
Logically speaking, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord had been defeated in this fight, but how could he accept the defeat when he didn't even know how he lost? However, he was too ashamed to play tricks, so he just hung in the air, neither moving up nor down.
Wen Rui saw that he was in a dilemma, and said with a smile: "Brother Baiyan, don't worry. This round doesn't count, and I won't use my flying sword. Let's start over, and I will make sure you lose sincerely."
After he finished speaking, a bracket popped out from the chest of his nano armor, which housed the "Demon-Protecting Sword". It then retracted into his body, fusing the sword and the armor together.
The Hundred Eyes Demon Lord said, "I am ashamed. I underestimated Sect Master Wen. If I lose again this time, I will definitely not deny my debt."
Wen Rui chuckled, and the sword on his chest uttered the sound of Buddhist chanting: "Om Ya Mandaga Hum Pa..."
Iron Man's armor began to transform along with the chanting, changing into a terrifying statue with thirty-four arms, a bull's head and a human body. The thirty-four arms held eighteen kinds of weapons, and golden Buddha light formed a wish-fulfilling wheel behind him.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon King never recognized the form of Vajrabhairava. He flew forward and swung his sword to chop at it, but was met with the demon-subduing pestle held by one of the arms of the statue.
When the sword and the pestle collided, a tremendous force was transmitted, and even the physical strength of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord at the peak of the Incarnation Realm could not resist it. His body bounced back rapidly, and the wrist holding the sword felt a sharp pain, and it felt like it was about to break from the shock.
Even so, the Hundred-Eyed Demon King refused to admit defeat and rushed forward again, swung his sword and chopped fiercely. The thirty-four-armed bull-headed statue spun around like a lantern, and eighteen kinds of weapons smashed down in turn. The sound of ping-pong was endless, and the blast from the collision of weapons swept through the mountains and forests.
This is Wen Rui’s first form in the boss battle, the Merit Armor form.
Nano-armor can shape the images of gods and Buddhas in the heavens, consume the power of incense and merit to guide the blessing of divine power, which is similar to the "divine fighting" technique of alchemists in the mortal world.
What is more advanced than the divine attack is that Wen Rui has the "Demon-Protecting Sword", a meritorious magic weapon as the core of the statue. With this Buddhist treasure as the medium, he guides the authentic Buddhist guardian power, and the real divine power comes to the world.
However, due to his disingenuous faith, his divine power was greatly reduced, otherwise the true god's Dharma body would descend and crush the centipede monster, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord who had not yet become an immortal, with one hammer.
Even so, after a fierce fight, Wen Rui consumed less than 100,000 merit points, but the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord's arms were sore, his wrists were in severe pain, his knuckles were broken, and he could hardly lift the sword.
Seeing that if the fight continued, he would be no match for the divine body summoned by Wen Rui, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord flew back a hundred feet, stared at him, and slapped his forehead.
A centipede shadow flew out from his Baihui acupoint and went straight towards Wen Rui.
Wen Rui controlled the Dharma body formed by the armor and swung the pestle to smash it, but the centipede's phantom passed through the pestle and drilled directly into his Baihui acupoint.
Wen Rui immediately became alert, knowing that the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord had discovered that he could not defeat him on the physical level, and began to use his unique magical powers in the Spirit Transformation Realm to condense the phantom of his original spirit to attack his soul.
The shadow of the soul was not blocked by any real matter or energy. Even if Wen Rui had the Vajra body shield of the Western religion's guardian deity, it could easily penetrate it as if it were nothing and shot directly into the sea of consciousness from the Baihui acupoint.
The spiritual sea of consciousness was originally empty. After the centipede's shadow drilled in, a bloody setting sun slowly rose, and a sea of blood flowed on the ground, with a fishy smell everywhere.
Countless small centipedes as thick as fingers were born from the sea of blood, climbing up and down everywhere. The small centipedes began to devour each other, and after eating their own kind, they grew bigger and bigger, until they became giant centipedes with the body of a dragon.
In a twinkling, the mind lost its clarity and turned into a gigantic centipede nest. Everywhere one looked, there were centipedes of all sizes crawling around.
For people with trypophobia, this scene is probably more terrifying than hell.
(End of this chapter)