A rare magical miracle in the world

’It has begun.’

Bailuo’s attention was mainly on the Ghost Princess and Old Luwei; they were the key players.

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Compared to them, Bailuo didn’t care too much about the other four siblings.

Of course, his lack of concern was relative.

Capsizing in a gutter often stems from underestimating the opponent, and Bailuo would not make such a rudimentary mistake.

"Clap, clap, clap."

The Lu Wei Family’s movements were utterly unpredictable; following Yellow Spring, the second to rush forward was Asura.

His footsteps were incredibly heavy, each one almost sinking into the sandy beach, leaving a small pit; Bailuo had a certain concept of Asura: ’A swordsman with strong breakthrough ability!’

"Hah!"

"Pang!"

Dual Blade Style, the sword techniques had no frills, were large and wide, and started with an overwhelmingly flawless offensive.

"Pang, pang, pang!"

Bailuo blocked Asura’s onslaught; although his swordsmanship seemed ordinary, the fierce momentum carried with each strike continually stimulated the Miracle Power lying dormant within Bailuo.

’Monstrous Strength?’

Bailuo immediately recognized the nature of this peculiar force as a blessing stemming from Miracle Power, similar to the Fox Woman’s allure and the Tree Elf’s eternal life.

[Monstrous Strength]

Type: Miracle Passive

Effect: Multiplying one’s original strength under the law of power.

Advanced Forms: Triple Monstrous Strength, Quintuple Monstrous Strength, Super Monstrous Strength

Asura’s Monstrous Strength was the most basic doubling of force, but since he wielded two swords, the power had to be doubled again, making his striking power even higher than Yellow Spring’s.

’This is troublesome.’

Under Asura’s offensive, Bailuo’s Super Monstrous Strength was agitating.

’This won’t do if we continue like this!’

Bailuo immediately changed strategies; after the first slice, he opted to alter his moves.

"Pang!"

Unlike Asura, who aimed for Bailuo’s weak spots with each strike, Bailuo, despite not switching between attack and defense, actually exposed the most vulnerable part of the Cross Sword to meet Asura’s most fierce attacks —— With this tactic, Bailuo was suppressing his own [Super Monstrous Strength].

’What am I fighting against? Myself?’

Bailuo had not expected the second task from the Black Leather Book to be so troublesome.

The strength of the Lu Wei Family couldn’t possibly shake Bailuo, but these passives were really a nuisance.

Bailuo could shut them off voluntarily, but he had to choose one by one, and he couldn’t shut off all passives at the same time. Among them, some vital for his safety required permission from the Miracle Entity itself to be dismissed.

The Miracle Entity was good in many aspects except that it was extremely stubborn when it came to its master’s safety.

"Why?!"

Asura retreated a few steps, his complexion poor, not because of Bailuo’s strength, but because of Bailuo’s previous sword technique.

"You’re kidding me!"

"You’ve been deliberately using the weakest part of your sword to meet my knives!"

Isn’t there a limit to looking down on someone?

Asura had his own pride. He wasn’t afraid of being killed by Bailuo, but this contempt nearly drove him mad.

"Is that so?"

"Do you really think that?"

Bailuo felt quite helpless. If he hadn’t done so, the outburst of Super Monstrous Strength would not only have caused the mission to fail, but Asura would have been chopped in half by Bailuo.

Although he could be healed, the ninth miracle would definitely be gone.

"Sorry."

Bailuo’s apology left the Lu Wei Family bewildered; his following words, however, made it impossible for them to bear the humiliation any longer, "To crush an ant without harming its life is harder than I thought. Can you be a bit stronger?"

"Damn it!!"

Asura was completely enraged; he no longer cared about Bailuo’s status. He just wanted to kill the man before him.

"Asura, calm down!"

Yellow Spring shouted loudly, but Asura roared, "I don’t care anymore! I’m going to chop him down! Anyone who tries to stop me, I’ll chop them down too!"

"King Yatun!!"

Asura looked at Bailuo, his eyes bloodshot, his fangs even sharper: "If I can’t injure you, I don’t deserve to be your retainer!"

Being abandoned by the king they wanted to serve, the ancestral teachings of the Lu Wei Family was to commit suicide as an apology; they would never serve a second person.

"If I injure you, I will commit seppuku as an apology immediately!"

If he failed, he would die.

If he succeeded, he would still die since Asura had offended Bailuo.

"Swoosh!"

Sheathing his sword, Asura drew the long blade he carried on his back. He seemed to grow larger, swelling to over two meters in height in an instant.

"Oh?"

Bailuo smiled slightly, "Can you become even stronger? Interesting."

’What?!’

However, deep down Bailuo was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface: ’What is this? A transformation? Did he just transform?’

’Aren’t you a Miracle Descendant? Miracle Descendants can transform too?’

’You must be cheating!!’

"Boom!"

"Speed has picked up a bit."

In the blink of an eye, Asura had charged right in front of Bailuo.

’Way too fast!’

Bailuo was astonished: ’Double, or triple? Unbelievable! Is the Lu Wei Family this powerful?’

Compared to this, the Yatun Clan seemed like they were picked out of the trash can.

"Pang!"

Asura’s blade was blocked by Bailuo in a casual, almost effortless manner, as if it was nothing to him.

"The power’s also not bad, got a little stronger."

Bailuo ’faced it firmly’, maintaining his aloof demeanor. No matter how violent, torrential, or rapid Asura’s attack became, it couldn’t break through his defense.

"Still using weakness against strength!!!"

Asura bit down hard, ignoring the blood dripping from his bitten lip.

His strikes all landed on the most fragile part of the Cross Sword, not because he’d hit the mark, but because Bailuo had intentionally used the weakest part to meet his full force. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Ahhhh!!!"

Asura became furious, completely losing control. A horn pierced through the skin on his forehead, blood and strange patterns trailing as they were exposed to Bailuo’s eyes.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

As the blade swung down, it was blocked by Bailuo, yet the earth-shattering force of the blow caused airwaves to surge and raise a sky-blocking cloud of yellow sand.

’Damn it!!’

Bailuo found his super monstrous strength stirring once again, surging uncontrollably.

"Swoosh!"

"Hmm?"

As Asura was attacking, he was confronted with an immense force. He struggled to counter it, but could not withstand it.

"Shaaa~~"

Asura lowered his center of gravity, but still slid back seven to eight meters before he managed to steady himself.

"What’s going on?"

Asura was puzzled, his hands trembling nonstop. The power of Bailuo’s sword strike was unimaginably strong.

"Is it, unstoppable?"

Yellow Spring, carrying a cross longspear, was hesitant about whether to join the fray.

"Really?"

Yaksha Princess was thrilled, her two little fists swinging in the air, "That’s great, second brother is mighty. That guy who looked down on us will see the true strength of the Lu Wei Family!"

"Is it, like this?"

Ghost Princess suddenly had a bad feeling. Although Old Luwei had not made a move, his eyes were sharp, seeing far more than these youngsters: ’Just now, did he almost unleash power beyond heroic level? That sensation, seems like super monstrous strength, is it because of the stimulus from the Asura lad?’

"Not bad fighting."

The dust slowly dispersed, and Bailuo praised, "Your swordsmanship is sharp; seemingly wild but with precision amidst the roughness. If one thinks you only have straightforward moves, they’re likely to suffer a heavy loss."

Despite this, Asura was very aware that all his feints had been defended by Bailuo.

He had seen through every single one of Asura’s moves!

"Are you praising me?"

"Of course."

Bailuo weighed the cross sword in his hand, which now bore cracks.

"His sword!"

"It cracked?"

"How could this..."

The cross sword in Bailuo’s hands was crafted with a special technique, pushing human tempering and forging skills to their limit.

Asura’s blade was also extraordinary, forged, it seemed, from a kind of ore metal that dissipated Miracle Power.

Though devoid of Miracle Power, the inherent sturdiness was retained, and even after such intense exchanges, Asura’s blade remained smooth.

"Your sword, was it forged from ordinary metal?"

For the Master of Miracles, King Yatun, to wield not a divine weapon but a mortal blade, what this implied went without saying.

Bailuo without a divine artifact?

He had one, of course.

But did they deserve to see him use a divine artifact?

"Your abilities, they are slightly beyond my expectations."

Bailuo looked at his cross sword, full of cracks, "This sword is of poor quality; it cracked."

This particular sword was a birthday present from Bailuo to his older martial sister, which he had personally forged. However, it seemed it would not last through the battle and would need repairing afterward.

Bailuo tossed the sword to his elder martial sister, and then took a brand new cross sword.

Naturally, it was still crafted from ordinary metal.

Absolutely ordinary, without Miracle Power!

To fulfill the tasks in the Black Leather Book, Bailuo was very meticulous, careful not to make any rookie mistakes.

"You!"

This statement, seemingly casual, was still an insult.

Asura’s blade was forged from a special material, yet Bailuo had persisted so long, merely wielding an ordinary weapon!

"Fought well."

Fought well, just "well"!

"But you are indeed very arrogant," Bailuo spoke, "I’ve said it so many times, I invited you to attack together, why are you still standing back there?"

"Sword, Feiya."

"Take mine!"

Unable to withstand anymore, Asura removed the four blades he carried: "Each of these blades incorporates meteorite dust, making them exceptionally sturdy. Please accept my blades, or at least, my blade!"

If he were to continue using ordinary weapons and lose because they shattered, Asura would be unresigned even in death.

He wanted a satisfying fight, regardless of victory or defeat, Asura would accept the outcome!

"All right."

Bailuo agreed, and Asura found himself inexplicably happy. Was it because he was being acknowledged by a powerful opponent?

To have a fair battle with him, what an honor!

"Please, take the blade."

Asura’s demeanor solemn, he held out the blade with both hands, offering it to Bailuo.

’The Lu Wei Family, their attitude is very good.’

’I keep pushing step by step, yet still they look down on people,’ Bailuo was exasperated: ’Xiao Hei, can’t your mission be more straightforward?’

Bailuo couldn’t let the Lu Wei Family know his real purpose, as that might cause them to hesitate and prevent them from using their full strength.

"Let’s go with this one."

Bailuo did not take Asura’s longest blade, opting instead for a blade that would not affect Asura’s abilities.

"Do you even know how to use a blade?"

"I know a little."

As he spoke, Bailuo passed the blade to his left hand and grasped it.

"!!!!!"

"He’s holding the blade in his left hand?!"

"You..."

"Again?!"

"How much does he look down upon us?"

"Although I don’t know what you are up to, but it’s enough."

Old Luwei stepped forward from behind; he drew his blade. The old man might not understand Bailuo’s purpose, but one thing he was sure of was that Bailuo wanted the Lu Wei Family to give their all.

"On behalf of the Lu Wei Family, I formally accept His Majesty’s challenge."

Old Luwei declared, "Should we be defeated, as the young Asura said, the entire Lu Wei Family would have no face to live in this world, willing to take our own lives right here!"