The world of martial arts, the immortal swordsman in the mortal realm.

Chapters 140 and 155: This man is like a demon god! [Seeking monthly votes!]

The Garuda army's key figure, Zhu Can, is dead. Even his daughter, Zhu Mei, was blown to the head by Lu Chen's sword energy. Zhu Can's trusted experts were also taken away by Lu Chen's "Ten Directions Annihilation" attack. The rebel army can no longer find a figure with sufficient prestige, and the old camp has completely collapsed.

As the bandits from the old camp rushed out of the camp and scattered in all directions, the news of the murder of Zhu Can and his daughter gradually spread. The huge outer camp, with tens of thousands of troops, was scattered in an instant like ants exploding in a swarm.

Lu Chen carried Dugu Feng out of the old camp without encountering any obstacles. When they reached the outer camp, all they could see was chaos and turmoil, with all the bandits fleeing in disarray.

Lu Chen was also feeling a little tired at this point, but Dugu Feng was very light and easy to carry.

With his left arm around Dugu Feng's legs and her abdomen resting on his shoulder, he strode towards the outside of the bandit camp. In his right hand, he carried a spiked club he had picked up. Whenever a dazed bandit bumped into him, he would strike him dead with the club.

Dugu Feng pursed her lips and remained silent, her face tense, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Although she had tried her best not to let her face touch the ground, the thought of Lu Chen's speechless expression when he turned around and looked at her made her so ashamed that she wanted to bang her head on the ground.

Feeling ashamed, she recalled how Lu Chen had punched Zhu Can away and then rushed towards her to her rescue after killing Zhu Can.

At that moment, she was highly focused, concentrating on dealing with the attacks from all sides by the old thieves and the sneak attacks from the experts. She kept calculating how to conserve her strength and inner energy, and how to achieve the greatest results with the least amount of injury. There was not a single distracting thought in her mind.

Only now, recalling the scene when Lu Chen rushed over, did a strange feeling begin to rise in her heart.

Swords cannot cut through it, spears cannot pierce it, and even a barrage of arrows and crossbow bolts is like a gentle breeze...

Under their fists and palms, none could withstand their attacks; wherever they passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere…

Recalling his indestructible physique and invincible domineering aura, Dugu Feng belatedly felt a strong sense of security rising in her heart.

He thought he would die here tonight, but unexpectedly, Lu Chen created a miracle.

Surrounded by a chaotic army, he managed to wipe out Garuda King Zhu Can and his trusted experts and guards. He even single-handedly defeated three thousand old thieves and took "Poison Spider" Zhu Mei with him.

This man is simply a fearsome and terrifying demon god.

but……

The demon god is on my side and even swept through the enemy lines to rescue her. Just thinking about it makes me feel at ease.

Thinking of this, Dugu Feng couldn't help but curl up her lips slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her pretty face, which was like an ice doll. She even raised her hand as if possessed and pinched his upper arm.

"what happened?"

Lu Chen thought she was giving him some kind of signal, so he asked in a low voice.

Dugu Feng panicked and quickly lowered her hand, forcing herself to remain calm as she said:
"It's nothing, I just wanted to test just how tough your body is."

Lu Chen casually said:

"You can't test it in Miss Feng's current state. You could try it when she's in good condition, but unless she has some special unarmed skill, with Miss Feng's skill, a full-force attack with her bare hands would probably only break my skin?"

"..."

Dugu Feng remained silent.

After a long pause, he said somewhat dejectedly:

"Thanks to Brother Lu today, otherwise I fear I would have died in the chaos of battle... Alas, I thought I could at least fight Zhu Can alongside Brother Lu and harass and restrain him, but I didn't expect to be of no help at all..."

Lu Chen said solemnly:
"That's not the case. The old thieves besieged Miss Feng, preventing you from rescuing me, but weren't they also attracted by Miss Feng and unable to rescue Zhu Can in time? If the old thieves in the camp hadn't all gone to besiege you, it wouldn't have been so easy for me to take Zhu Can's life."

Zhu Can still had a lot of true energy left, while Lu Chen had no true energy at all and could only rely on his physical strength to fight.

When Zhu Can completely gave up fighting back and concentrated all his true energy on his vital points to defend himself, Lu Chen unleashed dozens of consecutive aerial attacks before finally shattering his last protective true energy and smashing his head with a single punch.

If it weren't for Dugu Feng blocking the way from behind, drawing the attention of the entire camp of old thieves and giving Lu Chen the opportunity to unleash a series of devastating attacks, even if Lu Chen wasn't afraid of the encirclement, he probably wouldn't have been able to land more than a dozen consecutive blows before being separated from Zhu Can by the old thieves.

Without true qi, Lu Chen's movement speed plummeted, and he couldn't use "Sword Two: Splitting Light and Shadow." His attacks were limited to brute force, relying solely on punches and kicks.

Once Zhu Can escapes into the old bandits' group, he can probably hold on for a breath and disappear without a trace under the cover of Zhu Mei and others once he breaks through the encirclement or defeats the entire old bandits' army.

Therefore, Dugu Feng did play a role; at least she drew the old villain's attention, creating an opportunity for Lu Chen to kill Zhu Can alone.

Zhu Mei was also held back by Dugu Feng, which created an opportunity for Lu Chen to accumulate true energy and deliver a headshot.

Hearing Lu Chen say this, Dugu Feng felt a little better and sighed:

"Only today did I realize that battlefield combat is completely different from martial arts duels. On the battlefield, people are packed together, with swords, shields, spears, and lances on all sides. No matter how good your lightness skill is, there is not much room to maneuver."

"With skilled leaders lurking around, constantly throwing arrows and spears, harassing and restraining us, no matter how good our swordsmanship is, we must first seek to protect ourselves. We cannot waste a single bit of true energy or physical strength... Alas, no wonder I have never heard of anyone being able to break through an army single-handedly. Well, Brother Lu is an exception."

Lu Chen's fair assessment:

"Miss Feng's performance today was actually excellent. At least in her first battle, she knew how to allocate her true energy and strength reasonably, and knew how to achieve the greatest results with the least cost. Her combat talent is truly extraordinary."

"However, battle formations are indeed quite different from the martial world. On a battle formation, especially when surrounded, lightness skills are difficult to utilize, and changes in moves are useless. Even weapons like swords are not very suitable for battle formations unless one reaches an incredible level."

"I heard that when Li Mi personally went into battle, he also wore iron armor and used a heavy steel spear. Not to mention Martial Venerable Bi Xuan, whose famous weapon is the 'Moon Wolf Spear'. Therefore, on the battlefield, being tough enough, having strong enough stamina, having a long enough weapon, and being fierce enough in killing are the keys to victory."

"It is truly commendable that Miss Feng was able to grasp the essence of battlefield combat without a teacher on her first battle. It is a pity that she does not cultivate her body, as her physique is somewhat fragile."

"..."

Dugu Feng was speechless again.

Lu Chen was still excited from the fight and his enthusiasm hadn't waned, so he continued his long-winded conversation:

"Furthermore, I want to point out a misconception of Miss Feng. While it is true that one should conserve energy and true qi on the battlefield, one must be ruthless when necessary."

"If you can cleave several heads off with a single sword strike, or split a person in two with a single sword strike, with their heart, liver, and intestines spilling out onto the ground, and do this several times in a row, at least the enemy troops around you will become cowardly and fearful, and will hesitate to advance. You might even be able to hold back the enemy troops that are surging from behind, causing the enemy's formation to be in chaos for a short time. This will give you a chance to catch your breath, or even break through the encirclement."

"But Miss Feng calculates her true energy consumption too meticulously. Every sword strike is just right. The enemies you kill have small wounds and don't bleed much. Such deaths don't have a deterrent effect. The reason why those old thieves keep coming one after another is largely because Miss Feng's killing method is too gentle and doesn't scare people..."

So you're doing all this brain-splitting, skull-crushing, arm-tearing, waist-severing, blood-splattering, and limb-scattering for the sake of intimidation?

Although Dugu Feng was a little speechless, she also felt like she had learned something.

At the same time, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.

Lu Chen's shoulders were so hard, they were digging into her stomach and making her feel really uncomfortable...

Lu Chen led Dugu Feng out of the bandit camp and ran into the Zhu Lian Mountains.

Once they reached the mountains, they found a valley with a stream and placed her on the grass by the stream. Suddenly, he noticed a tear in her clothes below her chest, through which a full, white, glistening curve was faintly visible. The tear in her clothes hadn't been this big before, indicating that he had stretched it wider when he was carrying her.

Lu Chen shifted his gaze and looked to the side:
"Does Miss Feng have any medicine for her injuries?"

Dugu Feng nodded:

"Have."

“Then Miss Feng, please heal your wounds and recuperate. Hmm, tidy up your clothes, I’ll go wash myself in the stream.”

Without his protective inner energy during the bloody battle, his unarmed attacks were ferocious, causing a rain of blood and flying limbs. His body was splattered with blood, even his face was covered in it, and he was eager to wash it off. Dugu Feng watched him walk to the stream, and was about to bandage her wounds when she suddenly felt a chill below her chest. Looking down, she saw a glistening curve, and her cheeks flushed slightly. She realized why Lu Chen had suddenly looked away and told her to straighten her clothes.

She pursed her lips, glanced at Lu Chen who was washing his face and rubbing his hands by the stream with his back to her, and took off her red silk robe and tied it in front of her chest.

It looks a bit ugly, but at least it won't let in any draft.

After treating the injuries on her body and applying the wound medicine, Dugu Feng was in a dilemma again.

She couldn't reach the arrow wound on her back herself.

"Brother Lu."

She called out to Lu Chen softly.

"Ok?"

Lu Chen turned to look at her.

Dugu Feng was a little embarrassed and said shyly:

"Um, could you please take a look at the arrow wound on my back, Brother Lu?"

Lu Chen nodded, wiped the water off his face, shook the stream water off his hands, and squatted down behind Dugu Feng. He conjured a three-inch-long sword of energy at his fingertips and cut open the collar of her clothes where she had been wounded by an arrow, revealing a patch of crystal-clear white skin.

After examining the arrow wounds, Lu Chen said:

"Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep, and the silk undergarment covered the arrowhead, so there was no debris left in the wound..."

As he spoke, he cleaned the wound, then pressed his fingers around the wound several times to squeeze out some blood, then applied acupressure to stop the bleeding, and finally applied a wound medicine.

Dugu Feng's face turned a little pale.

Lu Chen's technique was anything but gentle, especially when he repeatedly pressed his fingers to squeeze the wound and draw blood, causing extremely intense pain.

However, she remained silent, gritting her teeth, until Lu Chen applied the wound ointment. The wound felt cool and comfortable, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and thank him.
"Thank you, Brother Lu."

"It's a little effort, no need to be polite."

“My external injuries are not serious, I’m just a little exhausted. After a night of rest and recuperation, I can continue my journey tomorrow morning without delaying Brother Lu’s trip.”

Lu Chen grinned, revealing his teeth.
"That would be perfect."

"..."

Dugu Feng was both amused and exasperated—Brother Lu was indeed a very reliable person, but he was really… well, a man as imposing and domineering as him should be so straightforward.

After treating Dugu Feng's injuries, Lu Chen went to the stream to continue washing her.

After washing off the bloodstains, he looked at his tattered, see-through clothes and shook his head helplessly. Although his sword was strong, it couldn't protect his clothes. He would have to return to the bandit camp after dawn tomorrow to see if he could find any suitable clothes.

Looking back, he saw that Dugu Feng had already closed her eyes and begun to regulate her breathing, and he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

Although Miss Feng was a bit fragile, she was in good spirits. Even though she was injured, she didn't ask for more rest. Instead, she made every second to recover so as not to delay his journey.

That's very comforting.

Little did Dugu Feng know that although she intended to regulate her breathing, she couldn't calm down for a moment. As soon as she closed her eyes, scenes involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

One moment he's displaying the carefree and unrestrained spirit of assassinating Zhu Can at the slightest urge to kill; the next he exudes the domineering and invincible aura of a demon god; and then there's him carrying himself on his shoulders, striding confidently...

Well, although he's not considerate at all, he's very practical.

After all, in that situation, carrying her would take up both hands, making it difficult to fight off bandits, and carrying her on one's back would also be inconvenient. The only practical option was to carry her like a grain sack.

Therefore, Dugu Feng did not feel that there was anything wrong with his handling of the situation at the time.

Even though his shoulder was digging into her stomach and making her feel quite uncomfortable, the sense of security she felt when he carried her on his shoulder when she was completely exhausted had left an indelible mark on Dugu Feng's heart.

Dugu Feng was ultimately one of the most outstanding young masters. Although his mind was filled with distracting thoughts, he eventually suppressed them with his sword intent, and his mind gradually became clear. He then focused on regulating his breathing and restoring his true energy.

By the time dawn broke, Dugu Feng's true energy had recovered to about 70-80%. With her true energy restored, the few external injuries on her body that had not affected her internal organs were no longer a problem.

She opened her eyes and saw Lu Chenyi meditating not far away, and couldn't help but stare at him intently.

Just as his eyelids twitched slightly, as if he were about to open his eyes, Dugu Feng hurriedly lowered his brows and eyes, pretending to meditate with his eyes closed.

Then Lu Chen called out in a low voice:
"Miss Feng?"

Dugu Feng opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at Lu Chen:
"Brother Lu, my skills have almost fully recovered."

Lu Chen nodded in satisfaction:

“Very good. Miss Feng, please wait here for a moment. I need to go to the bandit camp to see if I can find suitable clothes.”

Dugu Feng stood up:
"Let's go together. I need to change my clothes too."

The two then headed together to the bandit camp.

"Brother Lu, do you have any acquaintances in Luoyang?"

"No."

"Has Brother Lu booked accommodations in Luoyang?"

"nor."

“Feng’er has a small riverside house in Luoyang, by the Luo River. If Brother Lu doesn’t mind, why don’t you stay there?”

"Hmm... Is that Miss Feng's private residence? Or is it the property of the Dugu clan?"

“It’s Feng’er’s own private residence.”

"Then why don't you sell the house to me, Miss Feng? No need for a discount, just the market price will do."

"what?"

"I'll offer gold."

"Uh, well, okay then..."

"I don't have any gold on me right now. There should be plenty in the bandit camp. I'll give it to you once we get there and find the gold."

"..."

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