Ji Juechen took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to draw a sword and kill someone, and then asked in as calm a tone as possible:
"What is your ability?"
Lu Ren The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing his white teeth.
"Word-Made-Reality, how are you? Isn't this awesome?"
Ji Juechen forcibly resisted the comment "I'm older than you" and continued to ask:
"This is also your Martial Soul ability? But isn't your Martial Soul ability to control blood?"
He heard Lu Ren say that his Martial Soul has the ability to control blood, which is nothing like "talking to people with diarrhea".
Lu Ren curled his lips and said in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Who said Martial Soul only has one ability?"
He raised his hand and pointed at his temple.
"I am Soul Master, majoring in Spiritual Power. If Spiritual Power is powerful enough, what's so strange about distorting reality?"
"Isn't my Word-Made-Reality ability just that I use the powerful Spiritual Power to distort reality, and then the words that come out of my mouth come true? The principle is very simple."
Ji Juechen opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but found that he was speechless.
He always felt that something was wrong, but what Lu Ren said seemed to make sense.
Spiritual Power is powerful to a certain extent and can indeed affect reality.
Then Lu Ren uses Spiritual Power to distort reality and make the sentence "Poop" become reality. In theory...
It doesn't seem to make sense at all?
Is this really right?
It seems right...
But it doesn't seem right.
Right, right?
No, no, no...
Ji Juechen's thoughts were in a mess.
He was silent for a while, and finally decided to give up thinking about this problem that was making his brain hurt.
He is not a researcher, he is a swordsman.
Swordsmen don't need to understand the principles of power, they just need to know how strong it is.
"Come again."
He clenched the Silver-White Long Sword in his hand and his eyes became serious again.
"I want to try how powerful your Word-Made-Reality is, but..."
He changed the topic and there was a hint of grit in his tone:
"You can no longer use the dirty methods you just did."
Lu Ren looked at his face with the expression "I will never be fooled again this time" and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay."
He agreed simply and neatly.
The next second, Cursed Seal with snake eyes and fangs appeared on both sides of his mouth and on his tongue again. He opened his mouth, pointed at Ji Juechen, and his voice suddenly exploded:
"Be Blown Away!!!"
This time, a large amount of sound waves surged out from Lu Ren's throat and turned into a circular shock wave visible to the naked eye, blasting towards Ji Juechen with devastating force.
Ji Juechen's pupils contracted violently, and he instinctively placed Silver-White Long Sword in front of him. Soul Power poured Sword blade crazily into it, trying to block this strange attack.
But the moment the sword edge came into contact with the sound wave, he felt as if he was hit head-on by a running Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
The bones of both arms let out an overwhelmed cry, and the tiger's mouth burst apart instantly. Silver-White Long Sword flew out, spinning in the air, and inserted diagonally into the courtyard wall.
And his own body was like a kite with its string broken, being carried by the sound wave impact, his feet lifted off the ground, and he flew upside down from the yard.
Ji Juechen's body crashed through the pergola on the courtyard wall, broke several wooden beams as thick as an arm, drew a parabola from the top of the courtyard wall, and then disappeared on the other side of the courtyard wall.
"Bang."
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from outside the courtyard wall, mixed with the crisp sounds of dead branches being crushed.
Lu Ren retracted his mouth, and the Snake-Eye Cursed Seal on his cheeks slowly disappeared.
He looked down at his hands, then at the direction where Ji Juechen disappeared, and the smile on his lips could no longer be suppressed.
Too strong.
Relying on his own strong foundation of Soul Power and Cursed Energy, the burden of using Cursed Speech is minimal.
The Be Blown Away just said, if used on an opponent whose cultivation level is much higher than his, may only make the opponent take a few steps back, while he himself will suffer the corresponding backlash. Even if it is backlashed and his throat is injured, it will have no effect on Lu Ren.
Because he can Reverse Cursed Technique heal himself!
Although Ji Juechen's cultivation level is much higher than his, it is not high enough to be immune to Cursed Speech's.
The command to blow away is not very strong, but the effect is surprisingly good.
Even level 63 Soul Emperor like Ji Juechen can be blown away by him, but what if it is an opponent of the same level?
What if it is an opponent with a lower level of cultivation than him?
That's almost an instant kill.
So Cursed Speech is really good at frying fish and cooking.
After a while, the courtyard door was pushed open.
Ji Juechen limped in from outside.
His clothes were covered with dead leaves and dust, and there were a few broken branches stuck in his hair.
There were two shallow bloodstains on his face scratched by dead branches. The shoe on his left foot flew to nowhere, and he stepped on the bluestone with one bare foot.
But the look he looked at Lu Ren showed no anger at all.
Ji Juechen raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to Lu Ren.
Then he walked to the courtyard wall, pulled out the Silver-White Long Sword plugged into the wall, and sheathed the sword, but there was a trace of emotion that he had never seen before in his eyes.
That's a relief.
Originally, he always thought that he was still capable of chasing Lu Ren, and even surpassing him one day.
His Sword Intent is improving every day, and his cultivation is steadily improving.
As long as you work hard enough, work hard enough, and even completely perfect your Self-Created Domain, you will one day be able to reach that seemingly unreachable figure.
But today, after personally experiencing Cursed Speech, he finally understood.
The gap is too big.
It was so big that it would be useless for him to work hard for several lifetimes.
That is not a gap that can be bridged through hard training, but a world of difference in nature between strength and talent.
No matter how fast his sword is, it can't stop Lu Ren from saying a word. No matter how strong his Sword Intent is, it can't stop Lu Ren from casually saying "Be Blown Away".
This is not a battle at all, but a dimensionality reduction strike.
It's so shocking...
Lu Ren looked at his thumbs up, smiled, and said nothing.
Ji Juechen shook the dust off his body, and a few dead branches fell from his hair.
He tied Silver-White Long Sword back around his waist, raised his head and looked at Lu Ren, with a rare solemn look in his eyes:
"This ability is really incomprehensible. Word-Made-Reality, even Soul Emperor can control it easily."
He paused, as if considering his words.
For this swordsman who cherishes words like gold, being able to speak two sentences in a row is considered unprecedented.
"Your current strength, even if you don't use the field, is probably comparable to Soul Saint."
This is not a compliment, but his true judgment after personal experience.
He himself was a Swordsmanship genius who could leapfrog and kill, but in front of Lu Ren, whether it was the weird Cursed Speech or various endless fighting methods, he felt a sense of powerlessness that he could not resist.
Lu Ren raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face returned to his usual casual look. He raised his hand to brush the broken hair from his forehead, and his tone was light and airy, as if he was talking about a trivial matter:
"It's still far from enough. It might be okay to deal with ordinary Soul Saint, but if you encounter a stronger one, this trick may not be effective."
At this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and Nana walked in quickly. There was a bit of solemnity on his pretty face, and his brows were furrowed. It seemed that he had something important to report.
"Master."
She stood still in front of Lu Ren, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her tone as much as possible.
"We have found out the news. Xishui Alliance, one of Three Great Factions of Mingdu Underground Soul Tool Association, has made a lot of noise recently."