69novels Chapter 161 Create difficulties even when they don't exist
Chapter 161 Create difficulties even when they don't exist
Chapter 161 Create difficulties even when they don't exist
"Oh my, what's wrong with our lion today?" Standing high in the sky, Russell's long hair was flamboyant, and wisps of energy with light purple mist emanated from his body, swirling around him as if divine flames were burning fiercely on his body.
"Damn aliens, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance!" Lufa stood in the middle of the ruins he had smashed, looking up at the figure floating in the night sky. The anger in his chest almost burned him to ashes. He clenched his right hand in the void, and a long sword that was pitch black with dark red patterns flowing around its edges was pulled out from the void.
Thunderbolt Sword!
His legs suddenly swelled, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and he soared into the air, slashing down at Russell with all his might. There were no fancy moves; he simply overwhelmed him with sheer force.
Amidst a sharp, deafening roar that seemed to shatter the heavens and earth, the tip of the Thunderclap Command Sword slashed down toward Russell's head. Russell remained unfazed, his divine power surging as he raised his fist to meet the attack.
Rumble!
A terrifying roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth, resounding endlessly, as if a nuclear explosion had occurred. A visible shockwave exploded from the point where the fist and sword clashed, spreading wildly in all directions. Under the intense friction of the gale, thick smoke rose up, and the surrounding rocks were constantly shattered, either rolling down or turning directly into dust.
The entire rainforest was in anguish; trees were uprooted, the ground was torn up, rivers were blocked, and birds and beasts scattered and fled.
Amidst the turbulent air currents, a low, muffled sound rang out, and a golden figure shot out like a cannonball, instantly flying hundreds of miles, crashing through layer after layer of air, leaving a long white trail in its wake.
"Weak! Too weak!"
Amidst the laughter, Russell vanished from his spot, his afterimage appearing in mid-air in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already close to Lu Fa's location, and his heavy fist slammed down, striking Lu Fa squarely in the chest. Lu Fa's body changed direction under that terrifying force, going from flying horizontally backward to plummeting vertically, like a meteor crashing to the ground, crashing down into the rainforest below.
The ground collapsed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, cracks appeared everywhere. The shockwave carved a trench in the ground, rushing for hundreds of meters until it almost stopped after collapsing a mountain.
But that wasn't all. Before Lu Fa could catch his breath, Russell closed in again, unleashing a flurry of punches, kicks, knee strikes, and elbows, turning every part of the body into a deadly weapon.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Russell flashed past in quick succession, surrounding Lu Fa in mid-air. Lu Fa was exhausted from parrying and was kicked around like a sandbag. Like a small boat tossed about in a tsunami, he completely lost control of the rhythm of the battle. Amidst the endless afterimages, punches and kicks rained down like a storm, and Lu Fa had no power to fight back.
Not enough, not enough!
With a single punch, Russell slammed Lu Fa into the ground. He withdrew his fist, hovering in mid-air, looking down at the human-shaped crater he had created with his punch. He seemed to have lost the will to fight.
The current situation of the Lufa is like an electric car with insufficient power. It can crawl, but it has no range. It runs out of power after a couple of hits and breaks down after a kick.
This is partly due to his recent resurrection, but what truly determines the fragility of his combat power is his mindset.
Just as Emperor Yan said, the current Lu Fa is in an awkward situation where it is neither righteous nor evil. It lacks righteousness and is impure in evil, so how can it exert its greatest combat power?
"This is the heavy price you were talking about? Heh, how pathetic, Lufa." Russell slowly landed in front of Lufa, looking down at the figure crawling out of the pit: "With your current strength, how do you expect to fight your way back to Ares, how do you expect to prove yourself? By just talking?"
Lu Fa leaned on his sword, listening to the mockery around him, but he was helpless. He had long noticed the abnormal decline in his combat power, but he could not find the problem, let alone a solution.
boom!
A strong wind howled, and a fierce hurricane arrived in an instant. Russell gave Lu Fa no chance to catch his breath. Lu Fa only felt a blur before his eyes and was hit hard in the abdomen. Before he could recover, his body was hunched over like a lobster and shot out, crashing into a rock a kilometer away. He immediately smashed a large hole in the rock wall, and the falling rocks buried him.
"Of course, you're quite qualified as a punching bag," Russell praised, before disappearing again.
Lu Fa's heart skipped a beat. He slapped the rubble that was pressing down on him and sprang up from the ruins. He flew into the air and accelerated several times faster than the speed of sound. But the next second, a shadow covered his head. Russell clenched his fists, interlaced his fingers, and bulged his arm muscles as he crashed down from the height.
He was struck hard in the back, the powerful force causing him to cry out in pain. His back burned and he could hardly breathe, and his body crashed down from the clouds.
Just like before, before Lu Fa could fall into the air, Russell intercepted him from below in a wide arc.
The violent knee strike landed on Lu Fa's face. The moment the knee made contact with his facial bone, a dull thud was heard, and a visible shockwave exploded outwards from the point of impact. Lu Fa's face was deformed by the impact, and his body twisted as he flew backwards, crashing into a mountain again.
"Oh, you might still be thinking of making the Vajra and the Asura Armor from Geng. Too bad, I already got the Vajra before I came to find you. You've already missed your chance."
Russell continued his taunts, his explosive aura slightly subsiding. He swiftly thrust out his hands, sending dragon-shaped beams of light from his palms, unstoppable as they hurtled towards Lu Fa's location. The mountains seemed to be under continuous bombardment, bursting up bursts of bright purple light, sending sand flying everywhere, and the roaring sound echoing deep within the rainforest.
When the bombing stopped and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Lufa could no longer support himself and collapsed to the ground in a sorry state. He tried to get up by supporting himself with his hands, but his arms were trembling and he could not support his body weight at all. The armor he was wearing was shattered, revealing large areas of scorched flesh and muscle texture underneath.
"Alright, the game is over. I'll send you to meet Anmicius and the others." Russell waved his hand and pulled a spear formed from divine power from the void. Countless fine runes flowed around it, radiating a terrifying power.
"What did you say? What did you do to Anmishiu?!" Lu Fa's voice suddenly rose.
The saying goes that a father's love is like a mountain, silent yet profound. Even in such a critical moment, Lu Fa was still worried about An Mi Xiu's safety.
"What's wrong? Of course, we killed them. General Lufa, you were once the commander of the Ares Legion, how could you not know the principle of eradicating evil completely and exterminating them? They were just a few Netherworld Demons, did you really think I would show them leniency and let them go?"
Russell seemed to have heard something ridiculous, a cruel smile curving his lips as he looked at Lu Fa with sarcasm: "Speaking of which, An Miu Xiu was also foolish to believe the enemy. You probably don't know that in his last moments before he died, he was still worried about you, his father."
"An Miu Xiu!" These words shattered the last shred of hope in Lu Fa's heart. He roared to the sky, his eyes flashing with bloody light. The aura around him swirled like a hurricane, and an eerie, deep purple light instantly enveloped him.
If Lu Fa had a status bar, it would definitely be 【Evil Aura ↑】 at this moment.
Russell's lips curled up slightly. That's more like it, but it's not enough. I need to give you a little more effort.
Lufa, let me see where your limits really lie.
【Word of Power: The King's Chosen Attendant】
In an instant, Lu Fa's already surging spiritual energy broke through to a new limit once again.
When the attack was launched, Russell had already inscribed the runes containing his blood into Lufa's body, and now it was time for them to take effect.
These runes will burn Lufa's life force, igniting all his future potential at once, in exchange for this moment's infinite burst.
Of course, such an unrestricted outburst comes at a price; after this outburst, he will have no tomorrow.
However, regardless of the circumstances, the current method has become stronger than ever before.
The deathly aura, like flames, danced wildly in the arena, swaying in the wind, fiery as a flag.
Lufa, whose body had already grown to 2.5 meters tall, looked coldly at Russell, his voice hoarse and deep: "I told you, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance."
"Enough with the nonsense." Russell pointed the spear tip at Lu Fa's brow and beckoned to him, "Come here."
In the world of the Song Dynasty, at the Yue Family Army's camp.
Time had come to the morning of the twelfth day of the first lunar month, and Lu Mingfei was drilling his five thousand elite troops as usual.
This world lacks spiritual energy; one cannot cultivate immortality, fly, or burrow underground, nor can one smash a mountain with a single punch. However, one can refine one's qi and blood.
The methods for strengthening one's fundamental constitution are indeed effective.
He then selected some of the body-refining techniques that Xu Qi'an had uploaded to the chat group, those suitable for ordinary people, and taught them to the Yue family.
Not everyone in the army could learn it, and not everyone could persevere, but those who did persevere saw a significant improvement in combat effectiveness and a substantial reduction in casualties over the course of the year.
These men were organized and commanded by Yue Fei, forming the 5,000-strong Cangyun Army, which was known as the elite force under his banner.
This is what is meant by advancing in every battle, winning every advance, being invincible, and being unstoppable.
"Yu Ning!"
Just as Lu Mingfei finished inspecting the camp and was about to return to his tent to meditate, Yue Yun rode up on horseback and called out to him from afar.
Lu Mingfei stopped and turned around to look at the figure rushing towards him, asking curiously, "What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Yue Yun reined in the horse, and the horse reared up with a neigh before coming to a steady stop in front of him.
"The Emperor has arrived and summons you!" Yue Yun said urgently.
The Emperor? Lu Mingfei was completely bewildered. Shouldn't the Emperor be trapped in Nanyang by Jin Wuzhu right now? It's at least several hundred miles from Nanyang to here, with Jin soldiers' defenses and outposts along the way. How did he get here?
He only hesitated for a second before realizing that his fellow villager, whom he had never met before, was about to make a desperate gamble.
Those who travel through time know that if they travel to the Song Dynasty, they will unconditionally choose Yue Fei if he is available.
"Don't just stand there! Come with me!" Yue Yun urged, genuinely happy for his brother.
I had long heard that Lu Mingfei had a past relationship with the Emperor. Now that the Emperor has come here, he has sent him over. It is clear that he wants to reward him. With Lu Mingfei's military achievements over the past year, it would be more than enough to grant him a noble title.
"Let's go." Lu Mingfei nodded, took the reins from the officer beside him, mounted his horse, and rode off with Yue Yun toward Li Kui's main camp.
Horse hooves pounded the muddy ground, splashing up mud and water, the wind whistled in our ears, and rows of tents rushed past on both sides.
On the way, Yue Yun explained the ins and outs of the Emperor's trip to Lu Mingfei.
Using tens of thousands of soldiers in Nanyang as bait, Zhao Jiu took advantage of the darkness and led a small number of trusted men through the gaps in the Jin army's defenses. They traveled eastward day and night and finally arrived at Yanling.
Lu Mingfei fell silent for a moment. He knew that this was a decision made out of necessity. Zhao Jiu was now the hope for the future of the entire Song Dynasty. If he were captured alive or killed by Jin Wuzhu, the promising situation of resisting the Jin would collapse overnight.
Before long, the two arrived at the central command tent. At this time, the tent was solemn inside and out, with armored soldiers standing tall and weapons like a forest. Apart from the conversation between Yue Fei and another person, there was no other sound.
"Commander Lu has arrived."
As soon as he dismounted, the eunuchs waiting outside the tent announced his name.
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but glance at the eunuch with curiosity. This was the first time he had ever seen a living eunuch in all the time he had transmigrated.
Inside the tent, Yue Fei's voice disappeared upon hearing the sound. Lu Mingfei followed Yue Yun inside and saw many civil and military officials he had never seen before, but who appeared to be of very high rank. They were curiously looking at him, while sitting in the main seat was a man who possessed both a refined and resolute demeanor.
"Lu Mingfei greets Your Majesty." Lu Mingfei cupped his hands in greeting.
Although they were fellow countrymen who had transmigrated, they still had to be given the respect due to the civil and military officials.
The Emperor Zhao, seated at the head of the table, nodded and then turned to Yue Fei, saying, "Then everything shall be as you say, Minister Yue."
Yue Fei respectfully clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "I will certainly not fail the Emperor's trust."
Having said that, he turned and left with the Yue Family Army. The sound of armor plates clashing echoed inside the tent before quickly disappearing outside.
The civil and military officials following Emperor Zhao, whether it was Hu Yin, who had been with him for a long time, or Lin Jingmo, the young scholar who always liked to guess the emperor's thoughts, all knew that the emperor had something to discuss with Lu Mingfei, and one by one they tactfully asked to take their leave.
Soon, only Lu Mingfei and Zhao Jiu remained in the tent.
The moment the tent flap fell, most of the sounds outside were cut off, leaving only the faint sound of the wind and the neighing of horses.
In front of Lu Mingfei, Zhao Jiu finally put aside the dignity of a ruler of a country, let out a long sigh of relief, and his originally straight back relaxed in an instant, leaning back against the chair.
"We've finally met."
Lu Mingfei said with a smile.