Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 360 Substituting one thing for another
Just as Lu Ping and the other two were discussing the 'Nine Heavens Supervisor' in detail on the top of the mountain, Shen Jianxin finally woke up in the cell in the mountain village located on the mountainside.

The first thing I said when I opened my eyes was an exclamation.

"Don't do that kind of thing!!"

After taking several deep breaths and calming down, he realized that he was now a prisoner captured by the Japanese warriors.

"I was drugged, and now they brought me to their lair?!"

There are no prison cells in this mountain stronghold, only a few iron cages placed casually in the large yard at the entrance to the stronghold.

At this moment, Shen Jianxin was locked in one of these iron cages, and his hands and feet were tied tightly with ropes, making it difficult for him to break free.

Outside the iron cage, in the courtyard of the mountain stronghold, there were Japanese warriors standing guard and patrolling everywhere. There would be no chance of escaping under their noses without being discovered.

Shen Jianxin took another look at his condition.

"Sure enough, the weapons were taken away by them..."

"But at least my clothes are still intact!"

Before falling into coma, Shen Jianxin clearly felt that someone hit him hard on the butt.

He was so scared that he thought his chastity was going to be lost.

"That's not right. Aren't Li Fu and Lu Ping following me all the time?"

"I was knocked unconscious, why didn't they take action?"

"I see... they must be trying to find their lair!"

"That is to say, Li Fu and Lu Ping must be nearby, ready to find a chance to rescue me!"

After figuring this out, Shen Jianxin felt much more relaxed.

But then, his face turned sad again, because when he tried to break free from the ropes, he found that he couldn't use any internal strength at all! !

"I can't use my internal strength... these Japanese must have drugged me!"

"After seeing this, I have to inform Lu Ping and the others to help me find the antidote!"

Shen Jianxin looked around and found that the warriors around him were all wearing armor and carrying swords, fully armed, and guarded very strictly.

With such defense, even I wouldn't dare to force my way in easily. I could only wait until nightfall, and then find a chance to sneak in when the vision was unclear and the guards were slack.

He believed that Lu Ping and Li Fu were smart people and must have thought the same way, which was why they had not taken any action until now in order to avoid alerting the enemy.

He looked up at the sky and found that it was just past noon. In other words, if he wanted to wait for the two men to come, he would have to wait in this iron cage for at least three or four hours.

"Three or four hours..."

Shen Jianxin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Forget it, forget it... Let's try to see if we can force the poison out!"

Thinking of this, he simply closed his eyes and started meditating.

Unconsciously, the contents of "Chun Yang Bie Ce" emerged in my mind.

……

At the same time, inside the mountain stronghold camp.

Shibata Michisue was presenting the sword he had looted from Shen Jianxin to his lord, Oboro Saburo.

Long before the sword competition began, Oboro Saburo had already arrived at Dongwulin with a group of men.

Although Oboro is the leader of the "Cruel Alliance" in Japan, the people under him are just pawns for him to search for fragments of his body.

If this goal cannot be achieved, no matter how many people there are, it will be of no use.

So after receiving the news from Shibata Michisue, he immediately abandoned his business in Japan and went to Dongwulin with some elites who were willing to follow him.

The Japanese have always admired the strong, so there are quite a few people who go out to sea with Oboro Saburo.

Samurai, ninjas, and onmyojis, all together there are about five hundred of them.

This number of people is comparable to those of the large sects in the Eastern Wulin Territory.

Of course, among those who followed Oboro Saburo to the Eastern Martial Arts World, the main forces of the "Cruel Alliance" were not included, including the Blood Fan School, the Eastern Swordsmanship, and the Bamboo Dragon Clan.

In the final analysis, the 'Cruel Alliance' was an organization formed to resist the Western Sword Flow, and the members were only in a cooperative relationship with each other, and there was no distinction between superiors and subordinates.

The departure of Oboro Saburo meant that the position of leader was vacant, which in turn gave other ambitious people the opportunity to become the "leader of the Japanese martial arts world."

As for those forces, how they will fight with the Western Sword School that has returned to Japan in the future is no longer something that Oboro needs to worry about.

He has now shifted the focus of his work to Dongwulin.

In the camp, Oborosaburo fell silent as he looked at Shibata Michisue kneeling on the ground and respectfully presenting his sword.

"Dao Mo, you get up first." "Yes!!"

After helping this loyal subordinate to his feet, Oboro Saburo said, "There is no fragment of my flesh on this sword!"

"What?! How is this possible?!"

Shibata Michisue was shocked when he heard this and immediately turned his attention back to the sword in his hand.

"When I was at the competition, I clearly felt the aura of my lord on this sword..."

The voice stopped abruptly in the middle of the words.

Because Shibata Michisue had already sensed the abnormality of the pair of swords in his hands, he immediately shouted: "No! This aura... seems to be slightly different from the aura of the lord!"

Although from the appearance, this pair of swords is indeed no different from the "Xishan Sword" and the "Yinghua Sword", but there is a faint fluctuation of strange spiritual power in them.

This spiritual power is different from the demonic aura in Oboro's body, and is also very different from the yin and yang power practiced by the Onmyoji.

"What the hell is going on?"

Shibata Michisue was still confused, but Oborosaburo already had the answer in his mind.

"It's an illusion!"

"Someone has cast a special spell on it to deceive your eyes and perception."

As Long Saburo spoke, he placed his hands on the swords. A powerful and strange demonic power immediately emanated from his body and poured into the swords!

Oborosaburo, whose original name was "Shuten-doji", was a very famous monster in Japan in the past!
However, with the rise of the Onmyoji's power, the demon clan suffered a large-scale purge, and Shuten Douji could not escape the disaster.

During the long years of being hunted by humans, Shuten-doji had to separate his demonic body and reincarnate many times in order to save his life.

It has reincarnated four times in total, and separated its demonic power into four parts, so now it only has about one-fifth of the original demonic power left.

As Oboro injected his own demonic power, a formation appeared above the sword.

Demonic power and witchcraft, the two energies collided with each other, and the formation collapsed. The fake "Xishan Sword and Yinghua Sword" also revealed their true appearance at the same time -

They were just two ordinary swords found in an ordinary blacksmith shop!
"It's just a trick..."

Shibata Michisue was incredulous and ashamed, and immediately knelt on one knee: "It is my fault for not doing my job well, please punish me, my lord!"

However, Oborosaburo is a demon who only cherishes his subordinates. How could he blame a subordinate who is so loyal to him for such a thing?

"Dao Mo, get up!"

Oborosaburo's tone remained calm, without any hint of blame.

"The magic on this sword and the corresponding spiritual power attributes are completely different from the magic types circulated in Japan. Not to mention that they are beyond the scope of ordinary Onmyoji's cognition, even I don't have much impression of them."

"Furthermore, the caster also used my body fragments as a medium to simulate my aura."

"Although you have followed me for many years, you are still a human after all. It is understandable that you cannot detect the difference in time."

Seeing that his dear lord did not punish him, Shibata Michisue was very grateful.

"But if this is the case, won't our operation fail this time?"

"No!"

Long Saburo said calmly: "Just now I said that the caster used my body fragments as a medium to simulate the breath and deceive your perception."

"This indirectly proves that the fragments of my body are indeed on the pair of swords, and the caster is also clear about our goal."

"Otherwise the other party wouldn't have to do these things."

"So what we need to do now is to find the person who cast the spell!"

"The sword with fragments of my flesh embedded in it should be in his possession!"

Shibata Michisue suddenly realized what was going on after hearing this.

"I see...My lord is wise!"

"If you are talking about someone who is skilled in magic... there is a person in the East Wulin who is very suspicious!"

Oboro asked, "Who is it?"

"He is one of the three members of the winning team of this competition."

"In the final, he performed a unique technique and won the victory in one fell swoop."

"There's a portrait of him in this latest edition of the Tang Dynasty Post!"

As he spoke, Shibata Michisue pulled out a newspaper from his bosom, found the page with Lu Ping's portrait, and presented it to him.

Oborosaburo took the newspaper and carefully memorized Lu Ping's appearance in his mind.

(End of this chapter)