Chapter 465: The farmer's three punches hurt a little
After a punch was thrown, the shaman, Tubutai, became angry when he saw that they could not reach an agreement. A surge of magic power came out from his side, and a white bone pagoda appeared beside him to block Lu Ji's attack.
With a rustling sound, a string of white bones on his wrist fell off. These bones had smooth edges, and it was unknown how long they had been played. They were crystal clear and white as jade, with dense black witchcraft characters on them. Now, being activated by Tubutai, they emitted black light and flew towards Lu Ji.
Lu Ji punched the white bone pagoda, his arm felt slightly numb, and he rolled over a few times to avoid the attacking black light. The black light sank into the ground behind him, and the soil melted instantly, leaving only tiny holes.
"How stupid! If that's the case, I'll have to add another dead soul under my God-fearing card."
Tubutai sneered, and the white bone pagoda protected his body and flew around him at a high speed. The white bone cards in his hands kept colliding, and every time two of them collided, a black light flew out.
Lu Ji slowly closed his fist, stood in a strange posture, put his palms together, and then flipped his fingers to form a strange hand seal.
"All things come into being, the seal of Changchun."
"All things grow, flourish, and prosper."
"All things flourish, the life essence seal."
Every time he spoke, bits of green light gathered towards him. These green dots came from the surrounding vegetation, carrying strands of vitality. They condensed in Lu Ji's hands and eventually turned into a layer of green light that covered his body.
"drink!"
He threw a punch, meeting the black light of the dominoes. The green light and the black light consumed each other and then dissipated together. Lu Ji took advantage of the victory and continued to attack, punching down again and again.
It was still the farmer who threw three punches, and after three punches, he threw three more punches at close range. Tubutai had the White Bone Pagoda to protect him, but he did not dare to fight back. He just focused on dodging. Among Lu Ji's 100 punches, 70% missed, and 30% hit the White Bone Pagoda, but Tubutai was not hit by any punch.
Tubutai knew that too much defense would lead to failure. Moreover, every time the White Bone Pagoda was hit, it would consume some magic power. Once the magic power was exhausted, it would become a piece of meat on the chopping board.
The shaman is cruel to others and to himself. All the poisons and spells that have cost countless lives will eventually fall on him. He uses himself as the material to refine the spells. In terms of physique, Tubudai believes that he is not inferior to others.
So, when another punch came, he raised his hand to catch it. As soon as it made contact, Tubutai became furious, and his hand was weak and powerless. If he were a mortal, he would be a fierce general and go into battle to seize the flag. But if he were a cultivator, he would be stretched to the limit and lacked the strength to continue.
Tubutai felt even more ashamed and angry when he thought about how he had spent all his energy to defend against each heavy punch, but his inner strength was just a mere decoration, and he had lost a lot of magical power for no reason.
There was a loud bang and the two fists collided, but Tubutai did not move at all. Lu Ji took three steps back, his arms shaking uncontrollably. Seeing Lu Ji behave like this, Tubutai became even more annoyed.
"How dare you, cunning Central Plains people, deceive me!"
He roared and pounced forward. Each of his punches had a force of a thousand pounds, beating Lu Ji back step by step. He continued to beat the enemy like an angry lion.
For a moment, the sound of punches could be heard from far away, with gusts of strong wind and unstoppable roar. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of punches were exchanged.
The more he fought, the more comfortable Tubutai felt. Most of the depression in his heart was driven out, his mind became clearer, and even his magic power surged faster.
Strangely enough, Lu Ji looked in such a mess, and was about to fall to the ground after one punch, but his body flashed with green light, and he stood up again and took the next punch.
Punch after punch, each time almost knocking him down, but it was this point that stood between the two of them like a chasm, prolonging this long battle. "Die, die, die!"
With magical power flowing throughout his body, Tubutai seemed to grow a little bigger, and his punches became smoother and more powerful, as if he was a martial arts genius who had finally opened his eyes and felt relaxed all over.
There was even a hint of a broken mirror, and even the deep-rooted injuries in the body gradually dissipated after one punch after another, and the source of life was replenished.
Lu Ji panted heavily and took another punch. Looking at Tubutai who was excited, he silently counted how many times he hit the farmer with three punches.
'Almost there'
He growled and threw a punch. Tubutai was not afraid at all and took it head on. As soon as they made contact, he realized something was wrong. There were bursts of vitality bursting out in his body.
"Do you feel that the more you fight, the more pleasure you get, the more comfortable you feel, and even your old ailments have been cured?"
Lu Ji's teasing voice came, and Tubutai's magic power flowed, suppressing the vitality that began to surge in his body. He knew at this moment that he had been ambushed, but he didn't know where he was injured. The life essence was extremely pure, which made his condition even better: "It's... it's you?!"
"Yes, this is the true meaning of my Life Essence Method - Farmer's Three Punches!"
Lu Ji stopped and raised his head: "You have already experienced three of my three punches, but do you know what I mean?"
Without waiting for Tubudai to answer, he continued, "A farmer, to put it simply, is someone who plants the land, reaps what he sows, and takes care of the crops."
"My three punches have three true meanings," Lü Ji stretched out his fingers and shook them, "the first is to sow seeds, the second is to store fertilizer, and the third is to produce results."
"You can use poison, so you know that even if the poison is strong, it is useless if it does not enter the human body and trigger a toxin reaction. But do you know that the source of life, the vitality that nourishes life, can also be a poison!"
"But life essence is not poison. It is more secretive than toxins and more difficult to detect. The most difficult thing is that magical skills will cause your body to reject them. But healing skills, Changchun Mantra and other spells that nourish life essence, will your body reject them?"
Tubutai felt a little relieved, but the vitality in his body was bursting out and he could not delay, so he could only suppress it first.
Lu Ji smiled slightly: "The essence of the world's healing methods and life-saving magical powers is to replenish the body's vital energy and stimulate the body's vitality in order to survive."
"But the human body has its own threshold. Do you know what will happen when the tyrannical life source crosses a certain limit?"
"The battle began. We exchanged nine hundred and ninety-nine punches. With each punch, I passed a ray of vitality into your body, which remained hidden. However, the source of life is so mysterious that even if it accumulates in your body, it will allow your hidden injuries to heal on their own without any medicine."
"This is the first of the farmer's three punches, sowing seeds. When your life essence has accumulated enough, the second punch of fertilization has also been completed. Just now, I threw the thousandth punch, which will activate all the life essence deposited in your body."
Lü Ji smiled amiably, as if he were an old farmer who saw fruits about to ripen: "It moistens things silently, and explodes like a mountain torrent. You will soon know what it will be like when the vitality bursts forth and breaks through the threshold of the human body."
"what----"
(End of this chapter)