Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 1031 Ding Shian vs. Lu Huizhong

"Alright, come on, please enlighten me, senior!"

Ding Shian is not a sentimental person. In the original work, he strongly requested to see Xu Xin's Dan Shi, and he did not give up even at the risk of death.

Now that he has the opportunity to learn from this patriarch of the Tang Clan, especially since she claims that "since the Tang Clan was founded, no one in Dan Shi has ever reached my level," his competitive spirit is aroused even more.

"Whoosh... Sizzle!"

Ding Shian took a deep breath, exhaling two streams of white vapor from his nostrils. Then, with his fingers bent and intertwined in an extremely awkward posture, he raised two middle fingers towards Lu Huizhong.

"Hey, look at this kid, he has no manners at all, giving the middle finger to a 120-year-old lady." He Songling stirred things up from the side, only to be forced to swallow a mouthful of smog by Lu Huizhong.

Lu Huizhong has now returned to simplicity, no longer distinguishing between basic attacks and skills, let alone ultimate moves. Every move she makes is a handful of pills, with a casual wave of her hand producing at least three to five hundred pills, more than Tang Jiaren did with all his might back then, and she even hits farther than Tang Bingwen.

Even when Lu Huizhong uses the Whirlwind Step, she is stepping on a flying carpet made of Dan Shi.

It's so scary.

"It's alright, Xiao Ding, you can come here."

Having spent nearly seventy years in seclusion, Lu Huizhong certainly didn't have the same internet speed as He Songling, nor did she know the meaning of giving the middle finger. In her eyes, she only saw the authentic Taoist guardian spirit seal, the Wang Lingguan seal, also known as the Lingguan incantation.

With the help of the King Spirit Official Seal, one can enter a battle state exclusive to a guardian deity, which can improve one's condition to over 100%, or at least 10%. Judging from Ding Shian's cultivation, he can probably improve it to 120%.

This is not a simple addition; strength, speed, reaction time, and Qi energy have all increased by one-fifth. For a powerhouse like Ding Shian, the difference in what he can do is like night and day, which can be described as a terrifying improvement.

Subsequently, a layer of Qi barrier visibly rose around Ding Shian. It was transparent, like a colloid, and looked ordinary, but this thing was no less than the most advanced protective techniques.

To be honest, the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain is nothing compared to this. Zhang Zhiwei is strong because of his own strength, but apart from Zhang Zhiwei, there is no one on Longhu Mountain, including Tian Jinzhong, the old Taoist who is neither dead nor crippled and is still cultivating, who can match the strength of this protective spell.

That makes perfect sense. If Ding Shian didn't have some ability to protect himself, how could he have fought that tiger for more than ten years without a clear winner?

"You are the elder, please." Ding Shian exhaled and spoke, using all his strength to construct a protective spell, and stared warily at Lu Huizhong.

"Come on, I've forgotten how to fight normally now. It's all that old geezer Lao He's fault." Lu Huizhong waved her hand with a smile, and also maliciously showed off her affection: "I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll kill you."

He Songling was still shouting from the side: "It's okay, just keep killing him. My world power has already been anchored and attached to him. I can revive him after you kill him."

Neither Ding Shian nor Lu Huizhong paid any attention to that statement.

"Here I come!"

After Ding Shian finished speaking, he first used the Splitting Palm technique to test the waters with a single palm strike.

It was a test, but Ding Shian knew exactly who this person was: the former head of the Tang Clan for two generations, the living patriarch, and the most ruthless killer in the world. So, his first move was, of course, a full-force attack.

Ding Shian's splitting palm and Zhao Fangxu's splitting palm are the same type of splitting palm, the simplest kind, but in terms of power, it's like the Stone Age encountering rockets and aircraft.

With a loud "boom," it was as if a vacuum negative pressure channel had opened up in front of her, and the enormous air pressure shot straight at Lu Huizhong like a cannonball.

However, the strong wind pressure turned into a gentle breeze and drizzle within three meters of Lu Huizhong, and completely subsided when it reached her. It couldn't even lift the hem of her clothes, and only her hair swayed slightly.

Upon seeing this, Lu Huizhong frowned at first, then shook her head, "Xiao Ding, try again." "Ah? Oh..."

Ding Shian didn't understand her meaning, but he still slapped her again as Lu Huizhong requested.

This time, there was no gentle breeze or drizzle. Lu Huizhong slightly raised her palm, and like a sharp blade, she cleaved the powerful wind pressure in two.

"A very thin thread, is it the Tang Clan's 'hidden thread'?"

Ding Shian's combat wisdom was undeniable; he saw through Lu Huizhong's thoughts at a glance. The gap between them was too great. If Lu Huizhong were to use her true strength, even if she stood still and let him hit her, Ding Shian wouldn't be able to even touch a single hem of this Tang Clan patriarch's clothes.

Using Tang Sect methods now is clearly a way to train him.

Ding Shian's body immediately sank into the ground.

Earthly Immortal.

This energy allows people to move freely underground, and by releasing energy outwards in the form of ripples, they can also detect the condition of people on the surface.

"laugh……"

However, before Ding Shian could detect anything, a purple, ominous aura, emanating a strange mist, had already seeped into the ground. The soil layers underground were being corroded layer by layer, and the aura he had emitted, if not for its swift dissipation, would have already returned with this purple aura.

"What a potent poison!"

This was the first time Ding Shian had ever seen anyone manipulate Tang Sect Qi Poison in such a way.

"call!"

Ding Shian immediately spat out a mouthful of fire.

Fire counteracts poison—a very good idea.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two was too great. Even if Lu Huizhong intended to suppress her strength to the same level as Ding Shian, given the refinement and toxicity of her Qi poison, Ding Shian would need to use at least the "Golden Fire" level flame of the Fire Virtue Sect to resist her. This kind of entry-level fire breath was simply too much for him to withstand.

Before long, the flames were also tinged with purple.

Ding Shian immediately extinguished the flame.

Fortunately, Ding Shian's cultivation of life force and his lightness skill were also very high. With this, he moved around underground a few times, slightly shaking off the poison that was like a bone-deep infection, and leaped onto the ground. From behind Lu Huizhong, he reached out a claw towards her neck.

"laugh!"

A sound of air being cut rang out. His honed combat instincts sensed danger before his eyesight could react, and Ding Shian instinctively shifted his body. Only then did he see what was coming towards him. "Those thin lines again? Is this the Tang Clan's 'Hidden Lines'?"

Ding Shian was somewhat moved. The difference in their strength had been obvious since the first move, the Splitting Palm. Even so, Lu Huizhong was still willing to use a weapon to spar with him. This care was no less than that shown to one's own nephews and nieces—no, perhaps even few of the younger generation of the Tang Clan could receive such treatment.

"Then I must do my best."

(End of this chapter)