BXBX NOVEL Chapter 302: Vast Reserve of Qi
However, Lu Zhen didn't wear a satisfied expression on his face.
"The efficiency is greater if I don't use any weapon," he muttered, casually swiping his hand with the saber. Instantly, all soldiers within twenty metres of him were ground into pieces.
This saber was also made from the thousand-jin material and weighed about five tons. However, with his sheer raw strength and saber mastery skill, applying the principles of the saber to almost anything was as easy as pie.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhen casually threw his saber to one of the second-stage martial artists.
Boom!
The void seemed to tremble with the might of the saber as it landed on the random second-stage martial artist, his terror-filled eyes unable to defend against the onslaught. Though he attempted to defend with a sword, it immediately broke from the sheer force of the saber, swiftly penetrating his heart.
However, even after being penetrated by the saber, the soldier didn't die immediately. He struggled to take out the weapon, but alas, he couldn't, slowly losing his vitality before finally falling with a sickening thud to the ground.
Lu Zhen looked at this with a frown on his face.
"I knew that second-stage martial artists are not so easy to kill, even when I destroy their internal organs," he muttered while surveying the battlefield.
Though his soldiers were motivated and full of fighting spirit thanks to his encouragement, they seemed too strange, devoid of human emotion. Despite their morale, his army was gradually losing ground.
Suddenly, a blizzard seemed to erupt on the battlefield, sweeping around a thousand soldiers in an instant.
"For my husband," Jiang Xue roared with a fierce expression on her face as she released her combat art. Though her cultivation realm barely reached the third-stage martial realm, she fought heroically with all her strength.
With Lu Zhen dual cultivating with her, her strength had grown exponentially through their combined efforts, and her innate talent seemed to have been further enhanced. The resources he provided her were plentiful, allowing her to advance her cultivation rapidly.
Similar displays of power were evident elsewhere in the army. Xia Mei, for instance, was engaged in combat with five second-stage martial artists simultaneously, yet she showed no signs of faltering. In fact, she appeared to be winning the battle.
Her physical strength, strengthened by the awakening of her bloodline has become more terrifying. Shimmering with shadow Qi, she moved with a combination of power and agility that made her a formidable opponent. Her striking purple hair, tied in a bun, added to her heroic aura as she fought with unmatched ferocity.
With a resounding shout, she unleashed a punch using all her strength in that blow, causing her opponent to explode into a mist of blood instantly. Surveying her surroundings with a fierce expression, she continued to fight with cunning and determination.
Lily meticulously arranged formation after formation, each one instilling such fear in the enemy that even second-stage martial artists hesitated to approach her.
Fodder soldiers swarmed around her from all sides, yet she remained resolute and undeterred, unleashing bolts of terrifying lightning from her formations.
Meanwhile, Huang Li conjured a swirling ring of fire, its intense heat engulfing the soldiers with a blazing inferno that reduced their bodies to charred remains, the temperature around her was no less than near a volcano.
The concubines of Lu Zhen were also the same, all fighting for him with fierce expressions.
After being thoroughly tamed by him, both in body and mind, they have accepted their roles as Lu Zhen's concubines and dare not harbour any agenda, as he strictly banned internal disputes.
How could the smaller forces allow their precious daughters with cultivation talent to be handed over to Lu Zhen as his bed warmers?
They had some negative intentions at first, but ever since Lu Zhen did it to them, they have become extremely obedient.
These small forces had always thought of them as chess pieces for gaining more power, like political resources. After all, these girls also had their own will and would inevitably harbour grievances against their own force.
However, Lu Zhen gave them a warm sense of security and the love they desperately needed, making them extremely loyal to him.
With the increase in cultivation they experienced through dual cultivating with Lu Zhen, their strength naturally increased.
All of them reached the peak of martial trainee status, their strength several times greater than that of a normal martial trainee due to dual cultivation with Lu Zhen.
Lu Zhen observed the second-stage martial artists subtly converging towards him, attempting to conceal their aura as much as possible. He sneered inwardly at their attempt.
"Did they really think I can't sense them?"
Lu Zhen's expression turned contemplative; despite his physique reaching the level of a half first-stage martial artist, his efficiency in dispatching these soldiers was frustratingly low.
He glanced at the whirlwind, which continued to grow larger, instantly killing all soldiers within a twenty-metre radius.
Observing this, ideas formed in his mind. Lu Zhen casually swung his hand, crushing another enemy third-stage martial artist to bits and pieces.
"Let's get to work."
With a swift and decisive motion, Lu Zhen tapped into the reservoir of plant Qi coursing through his body, channelling it through his hand with the principle of the saber.
Swoosh!
Another whirlwind began to materialise, its centre adorned with a menacing wooden spike that seemed to draw in the very essence of the surrounding Qi to bolster its strength.
No soldier, regardless of their prowess, could withstand the onslaught of this whirlwind; they were torn apart like mere scraps of paper caught in a storm turned into mincemeat.
Lu Zhen's movements were relentless, his hand becoming a blur as he continued to unleash whirlwind after whirlwind.
The one thing he was confident about was his reserve of plant Qi, which was stored up in every fibre of his being. Unlike the Qi pathways that other martial artists needed to create, his mana reserve was many times higher in comparison to theirs since his body didn't reject Qi.
Qiang Li could only watch in awe and trepidation as Lu Zhen unleashed his devastating arsenal. The sight sent shivers down his spine, and a gnawing sense of dread settled in the pit of his stomach.
"Doesn't he ever tire?" Qiang Li wondered, his mind racing to comprehend the sheer magnitude of Lu Zhen's power. Though he couldn't decipher the intricacies of Lu Zhen's combat art, one thing was clear: sustaining such relentless onslaughts required an immense amount of Qi.
Even as a peak second-stage martial artist himself, Qian Li knew he could only unleash such a combat art ten times at most before depleting his Qi reserves entirely.
At that point, he would be left as nothing more than a mortal with a robust physique; no one dared to risk exhausting their entire Qi reserve.
"These madmen," Qian Li muttered with a smirk, observing Lu Zhen's relentless onslaught. "Sending himself to his own demise. He may be a genius, but he's ignorant of the ways of the world."
Counting the whirlwinds, Qian Li noted that Lu Zhen had already unleashed twenty of such devastating attacks. With a determined expression, he signalled to the others, signalling that it was time to reveal themselves.
"There's no need to hide any longer," Qian Li declared, his voice ringing with authority as he leaped into action, his terrifying aura enveloping him as he charged straight towards Lu Zhen.
"You finally showed yourself."