CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 81: SUCH GREAT QI

"God?" Lu Ren’s mouth twisted slightly, like a crooked-mouthed War God, spewing trash talk.

"With your crooked and ugly looks, you call yourself a god?"

The Corpse Demon, Slippery Gourd, was not angered by this comment and replied calmly, "I am a god. No matter what I look like, I am a god."

Such arrogance! It really put him off.

How to buy time!

This Corpse Demon seems to be in high spirits!

And it completely shattered his preconceived notions since coming to this world. The Demon before him actually had its own thoughts, and its level of intelligence was by no means inferior to humans.

Lu Ren took out two Highly Concentrated Nutrient Pills from his pocket, chewed and swallowed them, his hands hanging low, eyelids slightly closed: "Why do you attack humans?"

"Gods need food."

Lu Ren was slightly stunned, then his expression turned colder. He hadn’t expected such reasoning from the other side, it was a completely irreconcilable conflict.

Demons view humans as food.

Under such fundamental origins, it’s a matter of life and death to the end.

Lu Ren raised his Dual Pistols, the dark muzzles aimed at the Corpse Demon’s Slippery Gourd form. The opponent continued walking, speaking in a calm tone: "You should have noticed my greatest ability, predictable attacks I am completely immune to."

"Is that so? Then let’s try the unexpected."

Lu Ren replied casually, retreating a few steps, glancing at the bottomless cliff behind him. The cliff at his back was as if cut by a knife, with a drop of a thousand meters, the only comfort being the roaring river below.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three consecutive shots from less than twenty meters away hit the opponent’s body with pinpoint accuracy, no matter how the Corpse Demon tried to dodge.

Thigh, abdomen, shoulder!

All of them had bowl-sized holes, with the thigh barely hanging on by a thread of bone and flesh.

Yet under Lu Ren’s gaze, the wounds created by the powerful kinetic shots, broken bones began to extend, flesh accompanying rapidly proliferating muscle cells expanding, while bone cells and muscle cells remarkably healed the wounds completely in mere seconds.

Despite being mentally prepared, Lu Ren couldn’t help but feel alarmed witnessing this - where on earth is the massive energy coming from for the Corpse Demon to recover its body?

Since it has begun, there’s no reason to stop.

Bang! Bang! Bang!! Bang Bang...

Lu Ren emptied the magazines of the Dual Pistols, the Corpse Demon almost shattered by the full six shots of the magazines, missing major parts of its head, abdomen, left thigh, and right arm.

Thanks to the powerful bullets, the Corpse Demon’s entire body was on the brink of collapse.

Lu Ren ejected the magazines, reloaded with full ones, and raised his pistols again, aiming at the Corpse Demon.

At this moment, six consecutive notifications of increased Gun Skill Skill Level sounded in his mind, each bullet dealing critical damage with its power.

Seeing Lu Ren raise the Dual Pistols once more, the dark muzzles aimed at him, the Corpse Demon’s scarlet eyes suddenly emitted a bright red light.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Ren’s instincts screamed danger, and he slipped aside from the Corpse Demon’s direct line of sight.

Zi!!

Like a pair of laser beams, they slashed two streaks on the ground and shot far into the distance.

Feeling the conveyed scorching heat, Lu Ren glanced at the deep grooves burned by the lasers on the ground, truly breaking into a cold sweat.

But his expression didn’t change at all; his entire body relaxed the moment he raised the muzzle, a natural reflex formed after mastering Gun Skill.

The Corpse Demon watched this and said, "You..."

Bang Bang! Bang Bang!!!

Under the continuous gunfire, Lu Ren emptied the magazine bullets, fourteen powerful shots hitting the already struggling Corpse Demon, seemingly on the brink of death.

Lu Ren tossed the pistols, throwing them directly over the cliff behind, into the river.

He ignored the stream of Skill Level notifications in his mind. Truly, when injured, aim to take his life.

After a brief rest, regaining much of his Physical Strength, Lu Ren hesitated no longer. He took a step forward, drawing the Yan Form and Longquan, followed by another step that cracked the dry ground with his massive Power, leaping skyward like a sparrow, shooting straight at the Corpse Demon like an arrow.

In mid-air, Lu Ren spun, using the powerful rotational force to slash the heavy Yan Form downward onto the Corpse Demon’s head.

Clang!!

Unexpectedly, apart from splattering some bone fragments, there was no other effect.

What the hell!?

Lu Ren’s expression changed; this was his first real attempt with close-combat Weaponry on the Corpse Demon, finding its body as tough as steel.

Almost felt it was because Nuoshan’s Weapon was lacking.

Thank goodness his pistols, paired with special bullets, were able to inflict critical damage on the Corpse Demon.

Lu Ren continued slashing without pause, with dual swords creating sword shadows as they swung.

Clang clang clang!!!

The clash of metal filled the moment, a continuous clatter of clanging sounds, until Lu Ren’s arms went numb from the persistent high-intensity sword swings, his arms turning exceedingly weak and sore from wielding the swords so strenuously.

Despite the Phoenix Falcon Fist providing him extremely strong arms, broad and muscular shoulders, neck, and back, along with thick muscles on his arms offering great endurance and sufficient Power.

Nevertheless, such intense slashing left him somewhat exhausted.

When Lu Ren stopped, besides the Corpse Demon’s shattered skull being cut into a concave form, the blades of his dual swords were already filled with alarming imperfections as large as grains of rice.

If he had reached the Great Mastery of Swordsmanship, or the Perfection Realm of Phoenix Falcon Fist, with higher techniques and physical qualities, he surely could have caused effective damage to this Corpse Demon!

Li Ziqing once mentioned while teaching him the Phoenix Falcon Fist, as a Great Perfectionist of Fist Technique, he could penetrate a thirty-millimeter-thick alloy steel plate in under a second.

Phoenix Falcon Fist, Phoenix Beak!

A hundred punches per second landing accurately on the same point would create immense destructive force.

As for the current Lu Ren, although he had the Skill Proficiency System, half a year of time was still far from sufficient.

What to do?

The answer is, of course, nothing.

Glancing at the incapacitated, proliferating Corpse Demon, Lu Ren made a quick decision, sheathing his dual swords, and picked up the Corpse Demon’s remains, hurling them off the cliff.

Squinting as he watched the Corpse Demon’s remains bubble in the rapid river and fade without any sign of life, Lu Ren’s brow slightly relaxed.

As for the opponent’s eyes, staring fixedly at him, he chose to completely ignore them. Hammered by twenty special bullets into such a miserable state, even if it could regenerate, it would take considerable time.

"God, huh..."

Lu Ren chuckled coldly, shook his head, and said no more.

After resting briefly, Lu Ren quickly left the area.

Half an hour later, the large river at the bottom of the cliff suddenly erupted with a gigantic splash, as the Corpse Demon soared, fingers piercing gold and stone, rapidly ascending a thousand meters using points on the cliff as leverage and landing on the edge.