Chapter 81: Counterattack

sciples of the Bixuezong Sect well, he wouldn't have come to find trouble. He just wanted to clarify some things in front of his fourth senior brother. Let me know if you'd like any other text transla...Given Luo Ji's current strength, killing those ordinary third-tier cultivators would be a matter of two or three spells at most. However, after his exchanges with Lu Ye, he had already used countless spells.

What surprised him was that this tiger could fight using spirit patterns!

Studying spirit patterns is multiple times harder than researching spells, because constructing a spirit pattern is a very delicate task. A slight error will lead to failure, let alone activating it in combat.

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Only very experienced Runemasters would have the resources for this.

But how old is Lu Ye

Through observation, he confirmed that Lu Ye possessed a defensive spiritual pattern. That pattern could block his ice cone technique's attack and was at will...

This discovery inevitably made Luo He put away his disdain. What his senior brothers said before leaving was indeed true, one must not be careless when going out, and must not underestimate any enemy. Although others might not have as many spiritual apertures opened as him, or as many techniques at their disposal, that single skill of spirit pattern mastery was something not everyone possessed.

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Just as he was deep in thought, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared ahead. Accompanied by a cracking sound, a huge block of ice split open. From the gap, a figure darted forward like the wind.

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This made him realize that there was a problem. The spirit weapon, the long sword in Lu Ye's hand, was extraordinary. A single strike from it would be impossible for him to withstand!

Spiritual energy surged, spells revived, and one after another, they flew towards Lu Ye.

In the dark corridor, lights flickered incessantly, bringing them closer together.

Luo He's eyelids twitched, cursing in his heart that Lu Ye was indeed a reckless fool.

Although he appeared reckless, the man's reaction made him somewhat uneasy.

The confrontation between warriors and mages, pulling distance is the mage's advantage. But once they get close, mages usually don't fare well.

In just three breaths' time, Lu Ye had arrived two zhang in front of Luo Ji. The long sword in his hand flashed with light. As his figure approached, he slashed out a single blow.

Luo He retreated hastily, but just then, YiYi emerged from behind him once more, her form solidifying quickly. She raised her hand and slapped Luo He on the shoulder with a palm strike.

Luo He was so frightened that his soul flew away, but soon he realized that this palm did not have much lethality and was easily blocked by his protective spiritual power.

Suddenly, a brilliant light flashed behind him. It was so sharp and piercing that it felt like countless needles stabbing his back. With another palm strike incoming, Yiyi cried out in pain and quickly dodged the attack.

But being blocked like this by her, Luo He already had nowhere to escape!

If it were an attack from other realms, Lu He would still be confident that his body-protecting spiritual energy could withstand it. However, after witnessing Lu Ye break through the Ice Prison Technique, he dared not take any chances.

He muttered, “Barrier!” His spiritual energy surged, and his body was instantly enveloped in a hazy layer of spiritual energy.

Lü Yè struck down with a sword, his blade imbued with sharpness. However, it was unable to pierce the protective mist shield. He felt as if he were hacking at rubber; his long sword sank into it but became stuck inside.

Luo He retreated while raising a finger to Lu Ye, gritting his teeth: "Golden Arc!"

Now it was Lu Ye's turn to have nowhere to hide. The golden, crescent-shaped slash struck Lu Ye's chest squarely. However, just before that, he activated a defensive spirit pattern to protect himself.

Lu Ye drew his sword again and slashed down with force.

"Rai-j! "

He seemed imposing, yet he was taking step after step backward. This was because Lu Ye's relentless attacks pressed him hard. The mist shield around his body began to show signs of disintegration.

"I don't believe you can keep up this kind of spiritual pattern!" Luo He roared as he fought with Lu Ye, He was shocked that Lu Ye could fight using spiritual patterns, but activating them consumed a lot of energy. As long as Lu Ye's spiritual power ran out, he would win!

The man opposite him was like a mute, not uttering a word, but his swordsmanship grew increasingly fierce.

After a moment, Luo He's eyes twitched. He sensed that something was wrong.

Thus, with this kind of attack, we really can't say for sure who will give in first.

His mind racing, Luo He roared, "Bai Zhuo!"

When raising her hand, a talisman appeared on her fingertips, and spiritual energy poured into it...

This was the fiercest battle he had ever faced, and his opponent was only a second-tier cultivator.

When Luo Ji shouted "White Scallion," he knew there was a trick, his body suddenly leaped back, at the same time he touched the storage pouch at his waist, his fingertip pinching a talisman.

Their eyes met, both startled. As their spiritual energy surged, two talismans simultaneously flared with light.

Suddenly, a water gun appeared. Three streams of water shot out in the shape of a pin, heading towards Lu Ye. A fiery serpent surged and swayed as it countered Luo Ji's attack with its burning spear.

With a deafening roar, the corridor shook violently, and debris rained down.

The collision of water and fire caused a surge of intense heat in the corridor. Lu Ye and Luo He's bodies flickered with light, both thrown back by the powerful blast.

Each of them inwardly cursed, muttering "little bastard" under their breath, before standing up with heads hung low.

When Lu Ye rushed over with his sword drawn, Luo He had already escaped through the passage. He turned back and hurled a talisman at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye's mind shrunk, and the talisman exploded with a blinding golden light, leaving the ground around him pockmarked. think the Purple Gate Garrison is only worth 50,000 honor points, then there's no need to waste our time.The old man smiled and said, "The Zi Jin Men's stronghold naturally has more than 50,000 contr...