Chapter 109: Sharpness, Impregnable!

"Brother Luo!" Li Yang cried out in concern. Jiang Zhenglong truly lived up to his reputation as a powerhouse of the Pulse Flow Realm; not only did he remain composed after being ambushed, but he was even capable of pulling off such a move!

What was to be done now? If Brother Luo were also injured, the advantage they had just gained would vanish, and it would be all too easy for Jiang Zhenglong to seize the opportunity and defeat him.

Luo Tian couldn't help but feel grateful for his own caution just moments ago. Fortunately, he had slowed his pace and held back a fraction of his strength. Even though Jiang Zhenglong had timed the release of his elemental martial skill perfectly, Luo Tian managed to retreat abruptly after a heavy stomp on the ground.

He knew all too well that a Pulse Flow Realm cultivator’s elemental energy was inherently powerful and dense; even a dispersed attack was far from something he could easily withstand. The only thing to do now was to withdraw immediately! Retreat while the momentum was still there!

Luo Tian leaped diagonally, shielding his face with his arms to prevent injury. It was the best he could do, but since the "Starry Sky" technique covered such a wide area, several red starlike points still grazed his legs. Although the practice of the "Serpentine" technique had deeply embedded itself into his body, becoming second nature, it was impossible to dodge every single strike.

*Sizzle.*

Small wounds immediately appeared on Luo Tian’s legs, and beads of blood splattered everywhere. The sudden, sharp pain caused the muscles around the wounds to tremble violently. But that wasn't all; accompanying the pain was a seemingly indestructible intent, as if it intended to pierce through flesh, meridians, bones—everything that dared to stand in its way!

"Sharpness Intent."

Luo Tian’s expression turned grim instantly. This was a relatively basic intent belonging to the Metal element, much like the "Scorching Intent" of the Fire element; both were considered fairly easy to comprehend. However, being easy to comprehend did not mean it was easy to deal with.

Dense white elemental energy surged through his meridians to meet the attack. As the energies canceled each other out, Luo Tian made a rough estimate of his energy loss, and the anxiety in his heart deepened.

"Heh, so you even recognize the Sharpness Intent?" Jiang Zhenglong smiled wickedly, his face filled with the pleasure of crushing an opponent. Now, he was no longer in such a hurry. There was no doubt that torturing prey to death made one feel much better.

"Still, for a bumpkin like you to know about Sharpness, I suppose you have some insight. But it's useless; you’ll die when you’re meant to die, and you’ll suffer the humiliation you deserve."

Luo Tian clenched his fists. He could not afford to drag this out any longer! A Pulse Flow Realm cultivator’s ability to project energy externally was a massive advantage. If Jiang Zhenglong were given enough time and space, he would surely convert that advantage into a decisive victory!

Not daring to delay, and without even waiting for his energy—infused with Scorching Intent—to completely suppress and expel Jiang Zhenglong’s Metal energy, Luo Tian decided to multitask. Using his "Mysterious Steps," he darted forward, his figure flickering as he closed the distance.

Jiang Zhenglong naturally couldn't repeat the same trick. Aside from whether Luo Tian might be prepared, the energy cost of that martial skill alone meant he wouldn't use it twice in quick succession. Besides, even in close-quarters combat, and even with one arm unusable, Jiang Zhenglong was entirely unafraid.

Injured? Li Yang opened his mouth, desperately wanting to urge Luo Tian to run, but no words would come out. Would fleeing even save his life? At this point, the only hope was to rely on a miracle, for fate to favor Brother Luo and grant him victory. As for Zhao Yishui and the others, they only prayed that once Jiang Zhenglong finished with Luo Tian, he wouldn't vent his remaining anger on them; otherwise, it would be a truly miserable and unjust end!

The dozen or so underlings were hiding far away, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"Are you in such a hurry to die?" Seeing Luo Tian charge forward instead of answering, Jiang Zhenglong sneered and met him head-on without fear. Even injured, the dignity of a Pulse Flow Realm cultivator would not allow him to retreat when faced with the relentless advance of a Qi Condensation Realm fighter.

"Go, Young Master Long!" Seeing Luo Tian suffer, Wang Lin immediately concluded that his death was imminent. Terrified of missing the chance to show his loyalty, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Noisy!" Jiang Zhenglong, already in a foul mood, heard Wang Lin’s voice. Without a second thought, he swung his spear with his left hand toward him. In close-quarters combat, the longer the weapon, the more inconvenient it was, and Jiang Zhenglong was simply venting his frustration while putting the weapon aside.

*Is this bastard Jiang Zhenglong actually playing for real?* That was the last thought that crossed Wang Lin’s mind. Even if he hadn't been caught off guard, how could he possibly have dodged a strike fueled by Jiang Zhenglong’s rage, even with his strength intact?

*Thwack.*

After a crisp, clean sound, Wang Lin, who was tied by his legs and hanging upside down, was run through the throat by the crimson gold spear, pinned firmly to the wooden pillar!

This scene nearly scared Zhao Yishui and the others out of their wits. Seeing Wang Lin with his eyes bulging and blood gushing from his mouth, they were filled with terror and immediately acted like quiet, well-behaved boys, not daring to let out a single peep.

"Flame Palm!"

Luo Tian’s internal energy surged, and the light on his hands grew brighter. He closed the distance to Jiang Zhenglong in a few strides, his figure flashing like lightning, arriving in an instant.

*Hmph, I’ll stand here and let you hit me. Do you think you can even scratch me?* Jiang Zhenglong curled his lip in disdain. His body remained as stable as a mountain, standing there as if inviting Luo Tian’s attack.

*What is this guy up to?* Luo Tian had no time to ponder. He lunged forward and slammed his fist hard into Jiang Zhenglong’s chest!

*I hit him!* Li Yang had been staring intently at Luo Tian’s movements, and seeing this, his heart leapt with joy. But a moment later, he began to panic.

Jiang Zhenglong’s expression merely twisted in discomfort. Clearly, taking that hit head-on was not something he could dismiss lightly, but it didn't seem to have caused any serious damage either.

*What is going on?* The Fire-elemental energy of the "Transforming Essence True Gang" that formed the flame fist on Luo Tian’s hand had not yet dissipated, and the Scorching Intent had been applied as well. His "Essence-Breaking Palm" had also functioned just as it had during his initial tests.

However, the only change that gave Luo Tian any comfort was that the Metal-elemental energy, infused with Sharpness Intent, had been almost entirely expelled by his own Fire energy.

"My energy?" Jiang Zhenglong’s burning gaze fixed upon the gloves Luo Tian was wearing. He could conclude that this weapon possessed the ability to disrupt energy defenses.

As for Luo Tian, his face was deathly pale. His eyes flickered with light as he said in a calm, hollow voice, "Immortal Golden Intent?"