Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 1141: Chapter 430: Ban Ji: If Only I Had a Shield_2

"Next, what you need is continuous accumulation, and then accumulate more."

"Until one day, you master every move completely, even when you swing casually, your body’s fibers will exert force following the Martial Arts. You’ll be able to perceive the battle situation and understand the use of reality and illusion, knowing the shortest path to victory."

"When these two combine, it’s the technique of ’No Move Beats a Move’, which can make you a master of Martial Arts!"

Ban Ji’s face turned a bit ugly upon hearing this explanation.

He couldn’t possibly spend vast amounts of time and energy on close combat. His primary focus was still Mechanical Techniques and Demon Skill.

"The remaining time is probably not enough for me to become a Martial Arts master," Ban Ji assessed.

The instructor acknowledged: "Ban Ji, although your aptitude is excellent, becoming a master is not simple. You might be able to become a master with less time than ordinary people, than me, but it’s definitely not five years, nor even two sets of five years."

Ban Ji nodded and thought for a moment: "Then, teacher, I have to participate in the Xingyun Trial of the Nine-layered Profound Armor, and I will definitely encounter the Mysterious Armor in this Martial Arts realm. How should I face ’No Move Beats a Move’?"

The instructor smiled slightly: "There is a method."

"It’s quite simple."

"You only need to remember these four words."

After a pause, he said: "Use Clumsiness to Break Skill."

In that moment, Ban Ji’s thoughts froze, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and his expression twisted with almost insane ferocity.

"Good, then I will use Clumsiness to Break Skill!"

He shouted, neither dodging nor avoiding, extending his right hand like an iron clamp, directly reaching for the bronze knife without caring for its sharp edge.

The bronze knife lightly sliced, cutting off several of Ban Ji’s right-hand fingers. But Ban Ji took the opportunity to step forward, allowing the cold bronze blade to stab viciously into his body.

Splutter!

The blade pierced through flesh and bone, blood spurted wildly!

Agonizing pain like a tidal wave engulfed his nerves, but Ban Ji let out a beast-like laugh, his muscles and bones locking desperately!

If Zhang Wangxing saw this scene, he would surely give a thumbs up. Ban Ji was pushed to the brink and adopted the same tactics as him.

The bronze knife trembled wildly but couldn’t break free from the cage of flesh and blood!

The chance lasts just a moment!

"Rise!" Ban Ji’s eyes nearly burst, his Divine Sense activating the Wolf Fang Club, Flying Knife, Chain Hammer, and Double Section Stick.

The bronze knife had just been pulled out of Ban Ji’s body when the four bronze weapons swiftly arrived and all struck!

The clanging of explosions echoed across the battlefield.

The bronze knife fell to the ground.

Ban Ji staggered and fell, clutching the bronze knife’s handle tightly, fully refining it.

The wound on his right shoulder was a bloody mess, almost formless, and he let out a triumphant, carefree cry.

The bronze knife trembled furiously but was ultimately just one piece, unable to resist the suppression of four bronze artifacts and Ban Ji’s refining, finally becoming completely tranquil.

"I’ve succeeded!"

"Hahahaha."

Ban Ji wanted to laugh heartily, but his physical energy had been depleted. He could only lie in the blood pool, twitching his mouth in a near-silent laugh.

"Using Clumsiness to Break Skill, marvelous!"

"Ning Zhuo... I will apply this realization to you, and let you experience it too."

"Knife, I’ve finally gotten a knife."

"Hehehe, hahaha."

"Next, if I can get a sword as the sixth item..." As Ban Ji fantasized, his gaze turned dark.

He looked at the few broken fingers on the ground not far away.

His right hand fingers were cut off, leaving only the ring finger and little finger.

He couldn’t simultaneously wield a knife and a sword.

Realizing this, Ban Ji could no longer laugh.

"If in this trial, I had a Shield, I might have won without injury and refined the bronze knife!"

Although Mysterious Armor could also transform into armor pieces for body protection, it’s not its primary function, and its practical defensive effectiveness is not good.

"Sigh..."

"My luck is poor this time, probably suppressed by Ning Zhuo’s Human Tribulation. How could I encounter a Shield?" Ban Ji shook his head inwardly and shut his eyes weakly, drifting into sleep.

At this moment, having refined the fifth Mysterious Armor, he had received his ticket for the third round.

Ban Ji was no longer burdened, following his body’s restorative instincts, directly falling asleep, seizing every opportunity and time to recuperate.

Ning Zhuo was facing his fifth Mysterious Armor.

This was a Long Spear.

Without warning, the spear tip transformed into a swift blue light, tearing through Ning Zhuo’s vision, stabbing directly.

Ning Zhuo’s Divine Sense activated, the bronze knife and sword met it head-on.

The spear shaft wove like a snakes’ tongue, easily dodging the knife and sword, the spear tip quivered, shaking out three spear shadows, aiming for Ning Zhuo’s brow, throat, and heart.

Ning Zhuo’s pupils shrank sharply, no longer having any thought of dodging.

Clang!

A blast erupted, Ning Zhuo’s step didn’t budge an inch. At the critical moment, he raised the bronze shield on his left arm, using its broad face to cover his body, blocking the three spear shadows completely.

The floating bronze sword stabbed silently, followed closely by the bronze knife.

After the spear and knife and sword clashed, it trembled slightly retreating.

The spear shaft buzzed, seemingly unwilling.

In the next instant, the Long Spear no longer aimed for a point stab, using the momentum of retreat to sweep around like a giant python turning, slashing hard towards Ning Zhuo’s left side!

Ning Zhuo’s hairs stood on end, realizing at once that if he blocked directly, it could lead to mutual destruction. His arm bones would likely shatter.

He stepped back half a pace, his body slightly lowering, his center of gravity sinking like a boulder.

The Shield, following the direction of the sweeping spear tail, switched from a vertical block to a slight tilt!

But almost simultaneously, the sweeping spear shaft was adjusting its striking angle.

Ning Zhuo proactively thrust the Shield forward to meet it.

At the moment of contact, he sensed the change in power of the bronze spear, immediately made a micro-adjustment, and adjusted the angles of the Shield, his left arm, and his body’s stance.

Bang.

A muffled sound, the spear shaft hit the slanted Shield surface, and the massive force was deflected downwards following the incline, directed into the stone tile floor beneath Ning Zhuo.

Instantly, stone chips flew.

Ning Zhuo’s body swayed briefly, but his footing remained unshaken.

He manipulated with his Divine Sense, the bronze knife and sword followed the Shield out, slashing toward the middle of the spear shaft to force the Long Spear to change its move for defense.

Not only that, the two bronze boxing gloves also seized the opportunity to launch subsequent attacks, forcing the Long Spear to retreat.

Long Spear attacked, Ning Zhuo defended with the Shield, the Long Spear attacked fruitlessly, Ning Zhuo counterattacked in response.

The Long Spear had the realm of a master, its spear technique was outstanding, ’No Move Beats a Move,’ often able to quickly repel the knife, sword, and boxing gloves that attacked in succession.

But facing Ning Zhuo, it couldn’t breakthrough the shield defense.

Ning Zhuo didn’t use the Shield for offense, merely defending himself with a tactic akin to clumsy firmness.

In terms of move exchanges, the Long Spear definitely outmatched Ning Zhuo and the four Mysterious Armors Ning Zhuo commanded. But by using this strategy, Ning Zhuo dragged the Long Spear into a situation where it couldn’t utilize its strengths.

Stab, blocked by Shield; sweep, deflected; crash, repelled; wrap, chopped off by knife and sword... No matter how mystical the spear technique, it couldn’t manifest.

Ultimately, Ning Zhuo pressed the Shield against the middle segment of the spear shaft, pinning it firmly to the ground. The knife, sword, and boxing gloves also fell upon it, aiding Ning Zhuo in suppressing the Long Spear.

Divine Refining, Magic Refining!

The struggle of the bronze Long Spear weakened rapidly until it completely dissipated.

Ning Zhuo exhaled deeply, finally relaxing the tension in his mind.

He looked at the wound-covered Shield surface, then glanced at the bronze Long Spear, and genuinely sighed: "Thankfully, I had this Shield, otherwise, winning wouldn’t have been painless."

One inch longer, one inch stronger.

This battleground was very vast. Ning Zhuo knew well that relying only on the boxing gloves, knife, and sword to dodge in this open area against such a dragon-like Long Spear would have led to countless punctures.

But the Shield stood as a wall, regardless of a thousand changes, it blocked everything. Not striving for merit but avoiding mistakes, enduring like a tortoise, stable like an old dog.

The cultivators witnessing this scene felt a bit speechless.

"Ning Zhuo’s luck is really good, actually obtaining the only shield."

"Among the battles against the fifth Mysterious Armor, he was the most effortless. Even the three Golden Core Cultivators were more battered."

"Ban Ji is still unconscious now."

Those cultivators who were worried for him before and thought Ning Zhuo was wasting time now closed their mouths.

Some were genuinely impressed: "This is truly a first-class genius!"