Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 1008 One Man Subdues Two Demons

“Brother Guo,” Jing Yu turned his head and smiled easily at Guo Tingshu beside him, “How about I take care of these two? It’s a good opportunity to test out what I’ve just figured out.”

Guo Tingshu scratched his head, seemingly a little embarrassed: "Brother Xuanjing, how about... I do it? I've recently figured out a few new stances to deal with attacks from the dragon and ape races, and they feel pretty good..."

"No need."

Jing Yu waved her hand, her tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable confidence: "You're itching to get your hands on it, give it to me."

He spoke these words casually, as if he were facing not two fierce and powerful demon lords who had cultivated for many years, but two minor demons whom he could kill at will.

Bai Zhaoyue and Yuan Jiqing had never been so disrespected before. Yuan Jiqing, in particular, was already hot-tempered, and upon hearing this, he was enraged and roared, "Arrogant humans! Die!"

It held nothing back, its body flashing with silver light, and its already three-zhang-tall body seemed to expand even more. With one step, the earth shook!

With his right fist clenched tightly, he threw a simple punch straight at Jing Yu's face.

The power of this punch is at least several times stronger than it was a few years ago!

Almost at the same time that Yuan Jiqing made his move, Bai Zhaoyue also made hers.

She moved with lightning speed, but instead of transforming into a dragon as before, she concentrated all her energy and blood into her human body. The only remaining dragon-shaped part was her pure white, jade-like tail, which silently gathered its strength, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

Her speed and precise control over her power are far superior to what they used to be.

Just as Yuan Jiqing's powerful punch, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, was about to strike, Jing Yu's figure suddenly swayed slightly in an extremely strange way.

This sway was no ordinary dodge. His shoulders, hips, and legs seemed to have their own independent lives, twisting with different rhythms and amplitudes. His entire posture instantly became blurred and elusive, like... like a fish simultaneously impacted by the current and disturbed by its predator, making the most incredible evasive maneuver within a small space.

Yuan Jiqing's seemingly inevitable punch grazed Jing Yu's clothes and landed in empty air. The violent force of the punch carved a deep trench in the ground behind him, but it didn't even touch Jing Yu's clothes.

"What?!" Yuan Jiqing's punch missed its mark, and his massive body paused slightly, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Its punch seemed simple, but in fact it blocked all of Jing Yu's usual dodge angles. How could the opponent dodge it so easily?

Just as Yuan Jiqing's old strength had waned and new strength had yet to emerge, Jing Yu made his move.

He did not attack Yuan Jiqing, but as if he had eyes in the back of his head, he suddenly bent his upper body backward, almost parallel to the ground. At the same time, his right leg, like a scorpion's tail, flicked upward at an extremely tricky angle, his toes pointed, and thrust straight at the end of Bai Zhaoyue's long-awaited dragon tail, which was silently attacking from the side and rear!

The angle of this kick was absolutely perfect, striking precisely the weakest point in the dragon's tail, which was also the most difficult point for Bai Zhaoyue to change her move at this moment!

Bai Zhaoyue's alarm bells rang loudly. She had anticipated that Jing Yu would reveal a weakness when dealing with Yuan Jiqing's heavy punch, but unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be able to foresee the future, not only avoiding the frontal attack but also launching such a precise and swift counterattack against her sneak attack.

In her haste, she forcefully twisted her body, and the dragon's tail narrowly deflected by half a foot.

"laugh!"

Jing Yu's toe didn't make a proper kick; it merely grazed the dragon's tail scales, sending sparks flying.

But Bai Zhaoyue felt a tingling numbness at the base of her tail, and most of the power she had accumulated was immediately released. Her attack was completely disintegrated, and she had no choice but to retreat hastily, her eyes showing horror for the first time.

Jing Yu calmly withdrew her leg and stood up straight, as if her incredible dodge and counterattack were just something she did effortlessly.

He looked at the two demons, whose faces showed surprise and uncertainty, and smiled, "You two fellow Daoists have indeed made great progress in the past few years, your strength is greater, and your speed is faster. It's a pity..."

He paused, then shook his head slightly: "Your moves and techniques haven't improved much."

"Bullshit!" Yuan Jiqing roared, lunging forward again, his fists flying in rapid succession, transforming into a silver fist shadow that crashed down like a storm, each punch containing the power to shatter mountains, completely enveloping the space around Jing Yu.

Bai Zhaoyue suppressed her surprise and doubt, and cooperated with Yuan Jiqing's frontal attack. She used her movement technique to the extreme, turning into streaks of white afterimages. Dragon claws and dragon tails attacked Jing Yu from all directions. The attack was like mercury pouring onto the ground, penetrating everywhere.

Despite facing a combined attack that was many times more coordinated and powerful than it had been four years ago, Jing Yu still seemed to be handling it with ease.

What terrified Bai Zhaoyue and Yuan Jiqing even more was that the moves Jing Yu used were completely unfamiliar to them!

It was absolutely unlike any of the techniques I had seen when we fought a few years ago, and it was certainly not a martial art of ordinary humans or demons.

Those postures, those ways of exerting force, were extremely strange, yet incredibly mysterious, as if they were specifically designed to counter their attacks.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged nearly a hundred blows.

The two demons launched a relentless attack, yet they couldn't even touch the hem of Jing Yu's clothes. Instead, they were overwhelmed by the opponent's endless and unpredictable [beast forms], leaving them flustered and their blood churning.

Bai Zhaoyue and Yuan Jiqing grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed. When they first met Jing Yu a few years ago, they were able to hold their own against him. In a one-on-one fight, they might not be able to determine a winner even after three days and three nights.

How come after several years, the two demons, working together, were unable to hold on after only a hundred moves?

The two demons gradually lost their strength. With two loud "bangs," Jing Yu seized their weakness and struck them hard, knocking them unconscious for a moment.

Jing Yu then struck several times, using his immense blood and qi to seal Bai Zhaoyue and Yuan Jiqing's vital acupoints, thus subduing them once again.

"This is bizarre... How can a human's bloodline power progress so quickly!" Yuan Jiqing cursed.

Bai Zhaoyue found it even more hard to accept: "Impossible. In terms of bloodline alone, the dragon race is the most perfect race in the world, and the [Ancestral Dragon Bloodline] is derived from the progenitor... so why..."

"You...you really inherited the legacy of the Palace in the Pot?"

"Damn it, what's the point of saying all that? Old Yuan, I give up. You wouldn't happen to be some kind of celestial court disciple, would you?" Yuan Jiqing said dejectedly.

"This time, it's just that I, Yuan Jiqing, am inferior to you, Bai Yuan, but not that the demon race is inferior to the human race... You may kill me or torture me as you please."

Jing Yu shook his head: "Gentlemen, we have no intention of making enemies of behemoths like the Dragon Palace and the Ancestral Demon Palace. You two are pressing us step by step, and I was only forced to defend myself."

"I am not some true disciple of the Celestial Court, but merely a rogue cultivator. If I were truly a true disciple of the Celestial Court, why would I have spared your lives time and time again? Even if I had killed you, would the Dragon Palace and the Ancestral Demon Palace have found fault with me?"