Chapter 477: Chapter 419: Wood Talisman Armor

’Perfection-level Spiritual Needle Skill!’

Zhao Lin’s heart went cold. The Spiritual Needle Skill was used for controlling small magic artifacts; at the Perfection level, one could control a maximum of sixteen of them.

The tall, thin man before him had clearly cultivated the skill to its absolute peak.

This was the first time he had faced an opponent who also possessed a Perfection-level skill.

"Light-Splitting Needle!"

Sen Cheng shouted, channeling his mana. The sixteen snow-white blades transformed into sixteen streaks of light, shooting toward Zhao Lin.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin immediately withdrew his Water Manipulation Skill and did not send out his Moon-Cutting Saber.

Although the Water Manipulation Skill had considerable defensive power, it was vulnerable to this type of piercing artifact and could be easily penetrated.

And while his Moon-Cutting Saber was agile, it was impossible to block all sixteen blades at once.

With this in mind, Zhao Lin formed a hand seal, and a yellow halo appeared before him.

Yellow smoke billowed from the halo, quickly solidifying into a suit of rugged, overlapping rock armor.

The rock armor was covered in sharp edges and emanated a dense Earth Spiritual Qi.

The snow-white blades struck the rock armor, creating a GRATING sound, but they couldn’t advance an inch.

’Rock Armor Skill... Major Accomplishment level!’

This time, it was Sen Cheng’s turn to be shocked.

Sen Cheng quickly replayed all the skills Zhao Lin had revealed, his scalp going numb as he did so. ’Perfection-level Water Manipulation Skill, Perfection-level Ice Blade Skill, Major Accomplishment-level Rock Armor Skill, Tier Two Mastery-level skills like Mountain-Collapsing Earth-Splitting and the Mind Stabilizing Skill... Is this really the power a Qi Refining Seventh Layer cultivator should possess?’

’No wonder the bounty on Zhao Lin’s head is twenty thousand merit points. I originally thought Jing Shigen was making a big deal out of nothing, but now it seems the price is even a little low.’

Despite this, Sen Cheng was still confident he would win.

He had a top-tier defensive magic artifact and had no fear of a Perfection-level Ice Blade Skill.

He had already seized the initiative. All that was left was a contest of endurance.

’My cultivation realm is higher, and my mana is more abundant. If we just drag this out, Zhao Lin will definitely be the first to run out.’

’The only thing I need to worry about is not letting Zhao Lin find a chance to escape!’

At this thought, Sen Cheng directed the sixteen snow-white blades with all his might, launching a relentless assault on the Rock Armor Skill to force Zhao Lin to constantly expend his mana.

Zhao Lin saw through his opponent’s plan and certainly wasn’t going to let himself be worn down. With a flick of his hand, the Moon-Cutting Saber transformed into a brilliant flash, slashing forward with overwhelming momentum.

When Sen Cheng saw the Moon-Cutting Saber flying toward him, he showed no signs of panic. He gathered Spiritual Power in his palm and gently slapped his robes.

A jade-green shield of light suddenly erupted, covering his entire body.

The Moon-Cutting Saber cut through the water and struck the green shield of light.

With a dull thud, the green shield directly repelled the Moon-Cutting Saber, remaining completely unscathed.

’Armor?’

Zhao Lin’s expression changed. His opponent hadn’t formed any hand seals or chanted any incantations; he clearly had a magic robe or a piece of armor with extremely high defensive power.

Judging from the appearance of the skill, it was undoubtedly the Vine Armor skill, and it had been reinforced multiple times to form that green shield. Otherwise, it could never have blocked his saber.

Zhao Lin controlled the Moon-Cutting Saber to strike twice more, but the result was the same. His brows furrowed tightly.

Sen Cheng couldn’t help but laugh out loud, a look of triumph on his face.

He had sold off all his possessions for this Wood Talisman Armor, precisely to defend against Zhao Lin’s piercing Ice Blade Skill.

Now that he saw the artifact working so effectively, he felt a wave of exhilaration.

This Wood Talisman Armor was made from the hide of a Cyan Wood Pattern Python and was covered in runes for the Vine Armor skill. By simply injecting Spiritual Power, it could cast the Vine Armor skill.

And unlike a talisman that could only be used once, this could be used repeatedly, hundreds of times over.

Normally, a skill inscribed on a talisman could only reach the Mastery level at most. But the genius of this armor was that the runes on all its plates were connected, forming a small Talisman Array.

Once the Talisman Array was activated, dozens of Vine Armor skills would be released simultaneously, creating a stacked, amplified effect.

Confident in his impregnable defense, Sen Cheng began to direct the sixteen snow-white blades with all his might, continuously hacking at the rock armor to deplete Zhao Lin’s Spiritual Power as quickly as possible.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin knew he had two choices: either find a way to break through his opponent’s defense and deliver a fatal blow, or retreat immediately. If the stalemate continued, the situation would only become more and more unfavorable for him.

Combat between cultivators involved countless methods, but it all boiled down to offense and defense.

Since the Moon-Cutting Saber couldn’t break through the opponent’s armor, perhaps the Icy Whirlwind Hammer was worth a try.

Unfortunately, although the Icy Whirlwind Hammer was a Tier Two Skill, he had only reached the Mastery level with it. It might not be enough to break through the defense of dozens of layered Vine Armor skills in a single blow.

If the opponent saw things were going badly and used another trick, or simply fled, neither would be the outcome Zhao Lin wanted.

After a moment of thought, inspiration struck. He had an idea. He quickly formed a hand seal and raised his hand, launching a fist-sized fireball at Sen Cheng.

"Casting a Fire Element Skill underwater? He must be out of his mind."

Sen Cheng smiled dismissively, his face full of contempt.

But despite his words, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Lin. He was cautious by nature, afraid that Zhao Lin had some trick up his sleeve to catch him off guard and break through his defense.

The fireball left a trail of flames, seeming to move slowly but actually flying at great speed. In the blink of an eye, it was already halfway there.

Sen Cheng watched the fireball from the corner of his eye, initially unconcerned. But then he suddenly felt something was wrong. ’Is this Fire Bomb Skill or Flame Arrow?’

’How can a fireball fly through water completely unaffected?’

’The five elements generate and overcome one another. That’s an irrefutable truth.’

Just as he was stunned into a daze, the fireball suddenly exploded, transforming into hundreds of flame arrows that shot toward him.

Sen Cheng’s face paled in horror. He finally understood. ’Only a Perfection-level Fire Element Skill could be unaffected by the suppression of the Water Element!’

’How in the world does this guy cultivate? He’s so young, yet he’s already mastered three Perfection-level skills?’

Seeing the flame arrows blotting out the sky with no room to dodge, Sen Cheng, horrified, quickly circulated his Spiritual Power and slapped his body, once again activating the green shield of light to protect himself.

SWISH SWISH SWISH...

Dozens of flame arrows struck fiercely against the green shield of light.

Water extinguishes Fire, but Wood fuels Fire.

Under the constant fuel of Zhao Lin’s mana, the flame arrows were like fire meeting hot oil. They burned violently, causing the green shield of light formed by the Vine Armor skill to flicker unsteadily as its green glow grew dimmer and dimmer.

Sen Cheng was deeply shaken and hurriedly cast another Dark Surge Skill.

The surrounding seawater immediately churned and pressed in on the flame arrows.

The flame arrows were, after all, suppressed by the Water Element Skill, and the blaze was quickly extinguished for the most part.

Sen Cheng felt a little relieved, but his killing intent only grew stronger. Zhao Lin’s mastery of magic was far beyond his expectations. If he let someone like this go, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains—there would be endless trouble in the future!

Even if he didn’t consider the sect, for the sake of his own life, he had to kill Zhao Lin.

Just then, he suddenly felt an oppressive chill. His heart leaped, and he looked up at Zhao Lin.

Above Zhao Lin’s head hovered a massive ice hammer. It was crystal clear, spinning constantly and emitting a bone-chilling aura.

"The I... Icy Whirlwind Hammer!"

Sen Cheng recognized the skill and cried out in alarm, boundless fear rising in his heart.

Casting a Tier One skill at the Mastery level took a quarter of a breath. For a Tier Two skill, that time was halved to just an eighth of a breath.

In just an instant, the Icy Whirlwind Hammer had finished forming.

The opportunity was fleeting. Zhao Lin didn’t delay for a second. With a point of his finger, the ice hammer shot out violently, smashing toward the green shield of light on Sen Cheng’s body.

BANG!

The ice hammer struck the green shield of light heavily. The shield instantly vanished without a trace, and Sen Cheng fell backward without a sound.

The sixteen snow-white blades surrounding Zhao Lin lost their Spiritual Power support and plummeted downward.

Zhao Lin seized the chance, using his Water Manipulation Skill to charge directly at Sen Cheng.

Sen Cheng’s face was ashen. Knowing there was no chance of survival, he struggled to pull a light-blue talisman from his sleeve. He injected a strand of his Divine Sense into it and then crushed it.

The talisman immediately transformed into a streak of light and fled into the distance at extreme speed.

’A messaging talisman?’

Zhao Lin’s eyes narrowed. He raised his hand and shot the Moon-Cutting Saber out to strike the talisman.

Sen Cheng used his remaining mana to activate the Fubo Skill, flashing sideways to block the path of the Moon-Cutting Saber.

PFFT!

The Moon-Cutting Saber pierced Sen Cheng’s chest, pushing him back nearly thirty yards before stopping.

"Lord Ji Zhang will definitely avenge me!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Sen Cheng’s mouth. He gripped the saber’s hilt tightly, staring at Zhao Lin with venomous hatred.

After saying this, his eyes rolled back, and he stopped breathing.

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