Qin Tiexin has no dodge.
The overlapping golden and red shields of Golden Light Incantation and Qi Gang circulated on the surface of the body. His left fist met the Zen staff, his right shoulder held the sword, and his left knee held the short stick. The three attacks hit at the same time, and ripples exploded on the surface of the shield, but Qin Tiexin's body did not move at all.
He punched the knife-wielding monk in the face with a backhand. The knife-wielding monk raised his knife to block, and the Spirit Rune mark on the knife was halfway illuminated before being hit by the fist. The sword let out an overwhelmed groan, and the knife-wielding monk's entire arm was numb from the shock, and he stepped back.
Qin Tiexin took advantage of the situation and turned around, kicking the stick-holding monk in the lower abdomen with his right foot. The stick-holding monk blocked it with a horizontal stick. The kick bent the stick in a very obvious arc, and he and the stick fell backwards.
Yuanshun took advantage of the opportunity for him to strike and hit the Zen staff again.
The Sanskrit word Spirit Rune on the tail of the staff lit up, and the staff hit Qin Tiexin's left shoulder. Dark energy poured into the meridians through the shield. Qin Tiexin felt a numbness in his left arm, and the tightness of his fists loosened half a point.
He frowned, there was something strange about this Zen staff.
Yuanshun also became more and more frightened as he fought. Although he was not a pure physical practitioner, he had practiced Golden Summit Temple for many years, and he had also touched the threshold of the Qi and Blood Realm in Body Refining. But the man in front of him randomly punched him, and he did not dare to take the punch. He could only rely on the concussive power of the Zen staff to cope with it.
This Zen staff was made by Upper-Grade Law Artifact, a top-notch refiner of the Great Brahma Dynasty, who spent all his savings. The body of the staff is embedded with three layers of Vibration Spirit Rune and Spirit Rune superimposed. Every time it hits the target, it will generate a dark force of Penetration defense, which is his biggest reliance on not falling behind in a battle at the same level.
Yuanshun thought to himself that if he had a similar weapon, it would be difficult for him to fight here. Fortunately, he only had one arm left and threw away the iron rod when he climbed up.
"Shield!" Yuanshun shouted.
The stick-wielding monk who was kicked away by Qin Tiexin reluctantly got up from the ground, took out a Middle-Grade Law Artifact shield from Storage Bag, slammed the shield on the ground, his whole body shone with Buddhist golden light, and he hit Qin Tiexin behind the shield.
He is the person in charge of defense in the team. He knows that as long as he can knock the opponent back a step and create an opportunity for Brother Yuanshun to charge up a stick, the outcome of this round will be decided.
Qin Tiexin looked at the shield that was coming toward him, and did not dodge. He punched out his left fist head-on without any fancy.
Boom, the muffled sound of the fist and shield colliding exploded in the narrow cave.
The shield-holding monk felt an overwhelming force coming from the shield surface. The shield surface Spirit Rune vibrated violently at the moment of contact. The Middle-Grade Law Artifact level shield was punched with a crack that penetrated the entire shield surface.
His feet dragged two scratches on the ground, and he and his shield were blown away. His back hit the stone wall deep in the cave, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground unable to struggle.
But at the same time as this punch was thrown, Yuanshun's Zen staff also caught the flaw. The tail of the staff was wrapped in golden light and hit Qin Tiexin's back heavily. With the strong Penetration shield, the golden and red Qi Gang shook violently, and most of the light was dimmed in an instant.
Qin Tiexin staggered forward, stabilized his body, and put on the mask again. Unfortunately, the spiritual power here was too low. The mask consumed all of his available spiritual energy, and he was unable to release powerful martial arts. He could only rely on his fists and feet.
"Continue!" Yuanshun shouted, "He won't last long!"
The sword, short stick, and Zen staff attacked in turn.
The space in the cave is narrow, and Qin Tiexin's Mountain-Shaking Steps and Burst Step cannot be used at all, so they can only stand in place and hard-wire them. The gold and red masks were smashed so that they kept flickering, and each time they were hit, they would dim by one point, and then He re-activated his spiritual power to replenish it. It consumed a lot of energy, but the mask never broke. However, the dark power of Yuanshun's Zen staff would Penetration come in every time he hit it, and a soreness and numbness slowly accumulated in the muscles of his left arm and chest, adding up to a small amount.
The battle reached a stalemate.
Qin Tiexin was able to defend against the three attacks, but the chance of counterattack was extremely limited. Several people punched and struck with sticks in the narrow cave, and each blow was powerful enough to shatter the stone wall. The golden-red shield on Qin Tiexin's body gradually became thinner under the continuous bombardment of the Zen staff, but several monks were not feeling well either. The tiger's mouth of the array master's knife had been cracked twice, and the stick of the monk holding the stick was covered with dents.
Yuanshun blocked Qin Tiexin with a heavy punch. His mouth was sore and numb. He took two steps back and suddenly spoke.
"Senior brother, maybe this is a misunderstanding."
He took a breath, placed the Zen staff in front of him, and put on a sincere expression. "Imperial monk Withering and Flourishing Temple Yuanshun. We have no deep grudges, so why bother fighting to the death here? Why not turn the conflict into friendship? We are willing to pay thirty thousand Spirit Stone as an apology."
Qin Tiexin punched the knife-wielding monk, repelling the opponent's attack without replying.
"Fifty thousand Spirit Stone!" Yuanshun raised the price and raised his voice a few points, "After leaving Secret Realm Trial, I will give you a big gift. Senior brother, think about it, fighting in this incredible place is not good for anyone. I am waiting for four people to fight against one person, and senior brother has no weapons in hand. With bare hands, even if the defense is amazing, we may not be able to survive to the end, right?"
The stick-wielding monk caught the gap between Qin Tiexin's punches and hit him on the back with the stick. Qin Tiexin's body shook for a moment and then stabilized.
The words "no weapons" fell into my ears.
Qin Tiexin suddenly paused.
No weapons?
He looked down at his empty left hand.
Yes, there are no weapons. No, he does!
That thing has always been on my body and has never left my body. There was no Spiritual Qi that could not open the storage ring before, but there is already a Spiritual Qi here.
Qin Tiexin turned around and looked around. Except for the four monks, there was no one else. The place was remote and there were only two roads: the trail behind and the canyon in front. As long as we killed them all here, no one would see it.
He shouldered the stick with his back and used the force of the impact to move back, leaving a three-step distance between him and Yuanshun and the others.
Yuanshun felt happy, this was a signal to negotiate.
Qin Tiexin retracted the Golden Light Incantation and Qi Gang from his body, otherwise Spiritual Qi wouldn't be able to open the storage ring. The gold and red intertwined shield slowly disappeared, revealing his torn monk robe and the strong muscles inside. He reached into his arms and took out a white storage ring from the depths of his clothes.
Yuanshun was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why the other party would get the storage ring during the negotiation. Did he want to receive Spirit Stone? Or was he getting something in exchange?
Qin Tiexin injected the only spiritual power that could be mobilized in his body into the storage ring. Spirit Rune on the surface of the ring lit up, and a dark shadow flew out of the ring and landed heavily on the cave floor.
That's a knife.
The whole body is jet black, seven feet and seven inches long, the blade is two feet wide, and the back is three inches thick. It is formed in one piece without any trace of splicing.
There is no Spirit Rune on the blade, there is no gem inlay, and there is no unnecessary decoration. There are only densely packed micro scratches and impact dents. The blade does not have Sharpness, but it glows with a faint matte light under the weak spiritual light of the cave.
Edgeless!