Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 63: A Truly Real World

Hu San and Zhao Xiayang, one with burning blood and the other with Qi control.

When immortals fight, mortals suffer. While cultivators may not be as exaggerated, when it comes to fights between Core Incubation Realm and Foundation Building Stage cultivators, the latter can only dodge and avoid.

The collision of red and white colors created a deafening roar, and the surging airflow caused many people on the scene to be knocked down repeatedly.

Hu San, fueled by temporary courage, unleashed a physical strength that was no less than Zhao Xiayang's. However, he was ultimately a law cultivator, and his expertise lay in long-range control. His close combat experience was far inferior to Zhao Xiayang's, and he repeatedly suffered setbacks, making the fight quite difficult for him.

While Zhao Xiayang was beating up Hu San, he caught a glimpse of Chu He leading the way and breaking through the encirclement, reaching the center of the Dragon Trap Formation. Zhao Xiayang sneered and paid no attention to it.

Without being able to use his cultivation, even he couldn't destroy the formation's core. So why would Chu He, a Foundation Building Stage cultivator, be able to?

How laughable and self-important!

If Chu He was willing to sacrifice himself for the country and risk his life, activating the Law Treasure as his trump card, Zhao Xiayang wouldn't mind witnessing another scene of destruction.

Chu He did indeed have the intention to sacrifice himself, but he wasn't the first one to die.

Before the invisible defense, a Profound Moon Department assassin took out all the flying knives from his Universe Bag. In the next second, he was swept away by the spiritual veins and turned into ashes. Another assassin stepped forward and, in the instant the spiritual veins' electric light struck, swung his arm, causing all the flying knives to smash into the core of the formation.

There was a continuous explosion of fire and light.

If there were health bars at this moment, one would see the energy barrier trembling and continuously decreasing: -1, -1, -1...

That was all, nothing more.

As the last assassin turned into ashes, Chu He took a deep breath. It was his turn now.

At this moment, Chu He held a powerful crossbow in his hand. The crossbow arm and bowstring were pitch black, and the arrow had a hidden cold star, ready to explode with tremendous power upon hitting its target.

This crossbow was called the "Breaking Gang Crossbow." It was powered by spiritual energy and its handcrafted arrows had the ability to break through Qi and armor, with astonishing penetrating power. Furthermore, they had explosive power upon hitting the target.

Theoretically, this crossbow was on the verge of being classified as a Law Treasure, but it hadn't fully crossed that line, so its classification was quite ambiguous. However, its power was evident. Even a Core Incubation Realm cultivator standing still would suffer severe injuries from being hit by one.

Since ordinary cultivators could use it with a little training and its accuracy was decent, this crossbow, which wasn't a Law Treasure, was despised by cultivators. The Extreme Monarch Sect had also condemned it multiple times for its destructive power. Under pressure from the Profound Moon Department, it was rarely carried during missions and only brought out for sniping.

"Wait."

Just as Chu He was about to act, Lu Bei rushed over with a gust of wind under his feet and glanced at the dark arrows, shaking his head to stop Chu He's suicidal behavior.

Cannon fodder could die, but they couldn't be without value.

Lu Bei was very confident that the Breaking Gang Crossbow couldn't do anything to the defensive eye. His confidence came from Zhao Xiayang. Even after three assassins from the Profound Moon Department had kneeled, and Chu He had revealed his trump card, Zhao Xiayang still only showed interest in Hu San. He remained calm and made it clear that he had a plan.

"Sir, Chu has limited time. If you have any instructions, please hurry and tell me," Chu He spoke quickly.

"This crossbow can be used as a final blow, but it's still too early. Let's first remove its sharpness," Lu Bei pointed his knife at the invisible defense. As long as he broke through this layer, there would be no more obstacles to the core, allowing him to manipulate it freely.

Speaking of which, the four spiritual crystals that activated the formation were really big. They should be worth a lot of money.

"But Commander Hu..." Chu He hesitated.

"It's fine. Your boss is a fox. It's not that easy for him to die."

Lu Bei glanced to the side and confirmed his words. Hu San was being hammered into the ground by Zhao Xiayang like a sandbag, with a fifty-fifty chance of survival for at least a day and night.

"Sir, you're right. I have learned from your words. If I take the first step, I will hand over this crossbow to you," Chu He didn't dare to be careless. He felt sorry for his boss's suffering, picked up the long knife from the ground, and relied solely on his physical strength to strike fiercely.

-1, -1, -1...

Lu Bei was also not holding back. With the Dark Gold Straight Knife in his hand, he swung his arms like a windmill, delivering powerful and continuous attacks with a base value of over 200 in both strength and speed.

-3, -3, -3...

Zhao Xiayang, who had been beating up Hu San, revealed a ferocious smile. When he saw Lu Bei and Chu He's attacks, he couldn't hold back anymore. His expression turned grim, and he kicked Hu San away, heading straight for the core of the formation.

Drop by drop, water can penetrate even stone. Who knows, maybe these two brutes will succeed.

Swoosh!

A red energy mass blocked the way, with Hu San, bruised and swollen, standing in front of Zhao Xiayang. "Master Zhao, our round isn't over yet. How about you have some fun with me?"

"You dog thief, seeking death."

With a snort, Zhao Xiayang released a white sword energy that pierced Hu San's forehead. Then, he raised his arms, and his rock-like muscles suddenly tightened. With his elbow, he opened a path and launched a barrage of attacks on Hu San's vital points.

In an instant, the air exploded with a sound that resembled the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves. Chu He, who was wielding his blade with brute force in the distance, was affected by the shockwave and stumbled.

Hu San stood in front of Lu Bei and Chu He, facing the oncoming sword energy. He gritted his teeth and raised his arms to block, causing blood and flesh to fly. He lost a significant amount of blood in an instant.

Before it was over, a barrage of elbow strikes came like a storm. Hu San could only withstand it for five seconds before being struck, causing his mind to become dizzy and his muscles to lose control. He floated in mid-air like a broken sack, getting beaten.

Bang!!

A red figure flew at high speed, passing over Chu He who was wildly swinging his blade. His heart sank, and without hesitation, he kicked Lu Bei beside him and hid the Broken Gang Crossbow behind him. He stood in place with his single arm holding the blade, waiting for Zhao Xiayang.

"How dare you!"

Zhao Xiayang roared as he approached, his heavy fist carrying a gust of wind that shattered Chu He's long blade. Then, his five fingers formed a palm, and he thrust his hand straight into Chu He's chest.

Blood splattered.

The hand blade pierced through his heart!

"Chu He!"

Hu San flew backwards and crashed into a stone wall. Seeing the tragic scene of Chu He being pierced through the heart, his eyes were filled with rage. He roared and pounced towards Zhao Xiayang.

"You remnants of the Qing Qian, you shall be exterminated."

Chu He, in the pain of being pierced through the chest, twisted his facial features in a grimace. He tightly grasped Zhao Xiayang's arm that was buried in his chest with one hand, while his other hand, hidden behind him, pulled the trigger of the Broken Gang Crossbow.

With the power of his magic, the Broken Gang Arrow shot straight towards the invisible defense at the vital point.

Zhao Xiayang's face turned cold. With a crisp cracking sound, the invisible defense, which was like an air membrane, cracked open with several gaps. Immediately after, a raging blaze swept over, engulfing him and Chu He in an instant.

-

Boom!

A huge fireball rose into the sky, and the shockwave swept across the entire area.

Hu San, who was running towards them, was lifted by the powerful airflow like a thunderbolt. He was already feeling disheartened, and now, as a disciple of the Clear Water Gate, he was deafened by the explosion. He screamed in agony as he fell to the ground.

"You have been attacked. After deducting defense, your health points -500."

Lu Bei ignored the prompt message and stared blankly at the central area of the explosion. The sacrifice of a comrade, who could barely be considered a teammate, had a great impact on him.

What a realistic world!

What a heroic man!

Chu He had flesh and blood...

Are they really just a set of data?

"Chu He..."

Hu San staggered to his feet, but hesitated to move closer to the edge of the sea of fire. His heart was filled with grief, and he didn't want to confirm whether there was any remains of Chu He left.

"Don't be sad. He wanted to die with me, but I, Zhao Xiayang, am a generous person. Not only did I forgive him, but I also left him a piece before he turned to ashes."

In the sea of fire, Zhao Xiayang burst out with a burst of energy, flipping over the debris that was pressing on him. His disheveled hair made him look extremely miserable. Seeing that the invisible defense was still intact, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he threw out a severed arm and said, "The dog's paw from the Profound Moon Department is almost cooked. Hu San, the leader, why don't you enjoy it while it's hot?"

Seeing the severed limb at his feet, Hu San's pupils rapidly contracted, and his crimson eyes were filled with a fierce light. His body was enveloped in a red steam, and he threw a punch directly at Zhao Xiayang's face.

"How presumptuous! You dare to throw a punch at me!"

To prevent Hu San from attacking the vital point of the defense, Zhao Xiayang rushed forward. His five fingers turned into claws as he received the resentful blow. With his arm exerting force, he gradually forced Hu San to kneel down. "You called me a remnant of the Qing Qian, very well. Then let the Qing Wei Lord of the Profound Moon Department give me the grand ceremony of bowing three times and kowtowing nine times!"

Hu San roared and propped up his body. The fist that was tightly held made cracking sounds, and his flesh and blood became a mess.

On the other side, Lu Bei also saw the severed arm thrown by Zhao Xiayang. In an instant, his blood boiled, and he rushed to the vital point. He held the Dark Gold Straight Knife with both hands, his neck veins bulging, his arms muscles tensed, and he roared as he gathered all his strength into the blade.

With a tiger's roar and a dragon's chant, the blade carried a pure white wave of energy that vented onto the invisible defense.

Crack!!

The Dark Gold Straight Knife broke, and the last straw pressed against the invisible defense, causing it to shatter like a mirror, revealing the core of the vital point.

"You little thief seeking death!"

(End of this chapter)