As the two weapons clashed, streaks of black and silver collided violently in midair.
Now and then, silver needles and medicinal powders also came flying toward Su Jiu.
Only after Su Jiu began fighting Tang Wuchen did she realize that she had always underestimated the disciples of the Medicine Gate.
The people of the Medicine Gate were masters of medicine and understood every meridian and acupoint in the human body. They truly knew how to strike where it hurt.
Even Su Jiu struggled to adapt to Tang Wuchen's rhythm of attack at first.
The Medicine Gate bore its name for a reason: they possessed nearly every medicine under heaven. Their medicines could not only save lives, but take them as well.
As silver needles, blackened with some unknown poison, shot toward Su Jiu one after another, several spectators below felt their hearts tighten. Fortunately, her agile footwork carried her safely through the seemingly impenetrable barrage.
Yet what awaited her next was packet after packet of poisonous powder. Although Su Jiu's constitution rendered her immune to all poisons, that immunity applied only to poisons. Medicines such as Numbing Powder, which did not poison the body, affected her just as they would anyone else.
She had failed to dodge one packet in time and inhaled a small portion as it scattered through the air. Her movements had already begun to slow.
Su Jiu had no choice but to put away the Purple Ultimate Sword and form hand seals.
Tang Wuchen visibly froze at the sight of her movements. He had clearly forgotten that Su Jiu was not a sword cultivator, but a dao cultivator through and through.
Poison was useless against her, and the effects of the Numbing Powder would soon wear off as well. Besides, even if her movements were slower