Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 986 - 262: Battle with the Immortal, System! Add Points!_2
"If you don’t believe me," Fan Wu said with a click of his tongue, "I can even tell you how many treasures He has that can summon thunder and lightning. That guy even claims that he’s an Immortal Official from the Heavenly Court’s Department of Thunder." He continued, "Now, it makes sense that He would look like that, after all, like elder brother, like younger brother – if the upper beam isn’t straight, the lower beam will be crooked too!"
"So it was you... YOU!!" Immortal Jiao’s eyes nearly burst with rage, the blood vessels in them about to explode. He could no longer contain the fury within him, and with a bellowing cry, he roared, "Today, I will flay your skin and strip your tendons to avenge my sworn brother and wash away his humiliation!!"
As his roar echoed, Immortal Jiao appeared before Fan Wu in the blink of an eye! He wielded two massive Wengjin Hammers, sweeping towards Fan Wu’s left side with a stance that seemed capable of mowing down thousands in a single strike! The right hammer headed straight for Fan Wu’s forehead, while the left aimed for his ribs.
Facing this quick and fierce attack, Fan Wu immediately raised the Demon-slaying Sword to block. He then felt a terrifying force from that direction, sending him flying backwards. His body crashed heavily against the wall of the Immortal Palace Mansion.
It had to be said, true to a residence of an immortal, that the wall was extraordinarily sturdy. After taking that hit, the wall Fan Wu collided with shook slightly, but sustained no further damage.
No sooner had Fan Wu risen from the ground than he looked up to see two hammers smashing down towards his forehead. The hammers, larger than his head, struck with precision, immediately knocking him back to the floor.
Immortal Jiao roared even louder, unwilling to give Fan Wu any chance to breathe; the Wengjin Hammer in his right hand surged with immense immortal power, and he forcefully smashed it down onto the body of Fan Wu lying on the ground. The entire Immortal Palace Mansion shook violently!
Having struck with all his might in rage three times, Immortal Jiao started to breathe heavily. Looking down at Fan Wu, he suddenly realized something was... off.
"What?!" He watched, eyes wide, as Fan Wu, who should have been crushed under his three full-force attacks, slowly rose from the ground! His face was filled with utter disbelief.
"Damn, that was fast! And damn, it hurt!" Fan Wu spat out a mouthful of blood, a small gash on his forehead leaking blood.
However, just as he finished speaking, the small gash instantly healed.
Fan Wu sneered with a twisted smile, "But hey, this is exactly what I wanted! You’re indeed an immortal who’s crossed the 500-point threshold."
"You are so much stronger than your good-for-nothing sworn brother. Nearly got hurt by you."
"You mere mortal, you... what in the hell are you?" Immortal Jiao was completely taken aback. "How are you not dead?"
"Why aren’t you dead?!"
The shock in his heart was so intense that Immortal Jiao struggled to form coherent speech. He thought his three full-force strikes would have killed an Immortal Official on the spot, yet this common man before him could still stand! The small wound on his forehead healed in the blink of an eye, looking as if he hadn’t been hurt at all. Just how tough was this man’s body, and why did he have such an astonishing recovery ability, even more preposterous than that of an immortal? And why did the sword in his hand look so familiar? In that brief moment, countless questions flooded Immortal Jiao’s mind.
But clearly... there was no one to answer the questions springing forth in his mind, because Fan Wu didn’t respond and instead chose to retaliate directly! Holding the shimmering, Demon-slaying Sword, he didn’t hesitate to strike at Immortal Jiao’s direction with a slash. The sword cut through the air, releasing a crescent-shaped blade of energy, which reached Immortal Jiao in an instant, its speed almost impossible to guard against!
But Immortal Jiao was, after all, a fearsome being whose strength had broken the 500-point barrier. Others might have found it difficult to react, but not him; he immediately lifted his hammer and fiercely smashed the sword energy from Fan Wu. The sparks that erupted from the collision between the Wengjin Hammer and the blade of energy were dazzling, and the turbulent currents that swept in all directions wreaked havoc within the mansion. The whole Immortal Palace Mansion became a chaotic mess in an instant.
However, Immortal Jiao no longer cared about the state of his Immortal Palace Mansion; he was desperate to eliminate this Qiulong Temple’s Fan Wu, this enigma, in the shortest time possible! With a fierce leap, he appeared in front of Fan Wu, his twin hammers descending like a tiger pouncing on its prey, intending to shatter both the spirit and body of Fan Wu in a single blow... but he hadn’t expected Fan Wu to dodge the strike.
As he dodged, Fan Wu’s Demon-slaying Sword had already made a swift attack at an extremely crafty angle, aimed directly at Immortal Jiao’s throat. Immortal Jiao, going with the flow, crossed his Wengjin Hammers, trapping the blade of the Demon-slaying Sword between them, then opened his mouth and blasted out a surge of Immortal Flame that shot straight for Fan Wu’s face. This scorching breath of Immortal Flame was no ordinary fire. Even before it reached him, Fan Wu could feel the terrible heat radiating from it.
Fan Wu’s chest swelled as he too opened his mouth and spat forward, but instead of flame, it was a mass of gas! The burst of air that came from his mouth collided with the coming Immortal Flame like a bomb, and as they fiercely struck each other at close quarters, they exploded on impact. Flames and air currents ravaged swiftly, forcing both Fan Wu and Immortal Jiao back several steps.
Fan Wu took a full six steps back, while Immortal Jiao only took three, clearly showing a gap between them. Such a gap naturally indicated that Fan Wu was slightly weaker than his opponent. However, this kind of difference didn’t dishearten Fan Wu; on the contrary, it excited him even more.
He seemed unbothered by the possibility that this disparity could lead to his defeat. Instantaneously, Fan Wu’s speed allowed him to shimmer in motion as the Demon-slaying Sword’s light streaked through the small space of the Immortal Palace Mansion, each slice aimed at Immortal Jiao! Immortal Jiao was also relentless, swinging his Wengjin Hammers with an impenetrable fierceness.
The two of them battled within the Immortal Palace Mansion with ferocious give and take, extremely intense. In less than the time of ten breaths, they had already exchanged dozens of blows. The light of the Demon-slaying Sword and the wind of the Wengjin Hammers wove together, creating one heart-stopping scene after another.
By the time they had exchanged two hundred rounds, Immortal Jiao was already feeling impatient. He had not expected Fan Wu to be such a tough nut to crack. He knew that Fan Wu was definitely not his match, but it was also impossible for him to quickly defeat his adversary.
Immortal Jiao conservatively estimated that if neither side fought for a thousand rounds, there was no way to quickly determine a winner in the short term.
All he could do was hope that during this time, no unfamiliar Immortal would suddenly appear near his Immortal Palace Mansion.
And he especially hoped that no one would become curious and push the door open, because if that happened... he would be exposed!
Damn it!
Why is this mundane man so troublesome?!
As time passed, Immortal Jiao found that he was in luck today, for when the battle reached a thousand rounds, no Immortal had passed by. Moreover, he noticed that Fan Wu of the Qiulong Temple was starting to show signs of defeat!
Another twenty moves!
I will kill him!
"Phew—refreshing!" Suddenly, Immortal Jiao saw that Fan Wu had gained some distance and even uttered such a phrase, "It’s also time to end this."
Fan Wu laughed, "Right now, I can’t defeat you, but in the next breath, that might not be the case."
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