Five steps away, ignore fifty percent of all hostile attacks (this is a limit-breaking attribute, the highest priority).
This is one of the attributes of the title of Wu Pi Fu.
When the rain of arrows fell, Wu Pi Fu could naturally dodge and evade, even using his hands to deflect most of the arrows, but he would inevitably appear flustered and might even sustain minor injuries.
After all, he was merely a martial artist; even if he had surpassed the realm of martial artists to a certain extent, he was not a cultivator or a practitioner.
Facing the collective ranged attacks of tens of thousands of troops, even if they were just cold weapons like bows and crossbows, he could not avoid injury.
However, because he had reached the stage of Hua Jin, with qi circulating throughout his body, any external attack that touched his skin would be resisted or redirected by the qi, allowing him to evade most attacks.
Even those that could not be evaded would have their damage minimized.
But what did the fifty percent reduction in attacks from the title of Pi Fu refer to?
Did it refer to physical force? For example, when an arrow struck his body, assuming one square centimeter exerted one hundred kilograms of force, would it be reduced to fifty kilograms after the title's weakening?
Or did it mean that an arrow that should have penetrated three inches into flesh would only penetrate one inch?
Wu Pi Fu did not know what the so-called "attack" truly referred to, so he needed to test it.
When the arrows were about to reach him, Wu Pi Fu was already prepared to escape at any moment, his attention fully focused on the surface of his skin.
The moment an arrow touched his flesh, Wu Pi Fu forcibly suppressed the Hua Jin on his skin, allowing the first arrow to pierce his skin.
He carefully sensed it, ready to control the depth of the arrow's penetration with his qi, but this arrow merely slid off upon touching his skin, as if it had struck not human flesh but tough tanned leather, leaving only a small white mark on the surface of his skin.
This was the result of not using the Hua Jin technique for defense!
Next, hundreds and thousands of arrows approached.
Wu Pi Fu circulated his qi throughout his body, and all the arrows were deflected with a clattering sound.
After a round of barrage, Wu Pi Fu stood unharmed in place.
“Copper Skin, Iron Bones!?” the Wild Boar Giant Demon exclaimed, then shook its head in denial the next moment.
There was neither the sound of metal clashing nor sparks flying; this was certainly not the Copper Skin, Iron Bones divine ability it knew, yet the toughness indeed could not harm him in the slightest.
“Could it be the Demonic Qi? No, he is not a demon... Could it be a celestial treasure?” The Wild Boar Giant Demon pondered, feeling a hint of retreat in its heart.
This Wild Boar Giant Demon was extremely cautious.
It had secluded itself in the depths of the Northern Black Mountain and White Water for over three hundred years, and its nature was to be careful and prudent.
This time it had come down the mountain due to the overwhelming temptation of Pure Yang, but it was also prepared to retreat back to the deep mountains if things went awry.
However, for some inexplicable reason, it felt that this celestial disciple before it was very weak, so that hint of retreat quickly vanished.
Wu Pi Fu stood quietly in the center of the arrow-ridden training ground, and he had roughly understood what the fifty percent reduction in attacks from the title of Pi Fu entailed.
This was a comprehensive weakening, reducing not only the force, speed, sharpness, etc., at the moment of contact but also the damage inflicted upon him, all reduced by fifty percent.
Even some of the most fundamental aspects were weakened.
Whether it was a sword slash or an arrow shot, they did not truly touch the material entity they were meant to cut through; rather, they destroyed the internal microstructure of the object by means of "compression."
Wu Pi Fu only had a vague concept of this; he had almost entirely forgotten the chemistry and physics knowledge he learned in high school and university.
And when the title of Pi Fu targeted attacks from five steps away, even the force that relied on "compression" to damage the internal microstructure of objects was equally reduced by fifty percent.
In other words, a force that could originally cause damage to his skin and penetrate three inches into his flesh was reduced by fifty percent through this series of comprehensive judgments, rendering it incapable of even breaking his skin, leaving only a white mark on the surface.
If this were a scene in a game, with his defense at five and the enemy's ranged attack power at seven, the two points of damage that should have been inflicted on him would be reduced to three and a half points, resulting in a mere "ding" sound upon impact...
In simpler terms, it meant he was unbreakable!
“Impressive!”
Wu Pi Fu muttered to himself, staring intently at the Wild Boar Giant Demon in the distance.
“However, I wonder how this comprehensive multi-layered attack reduction will hold up against supernatural forces.”
Wu Pi Fu shook his head slightly, burying this thought deep in his heart.
Since he had tested the reduction of attacks from five steps away, it was now time to test the reduction of defenses against hostile opponents within five steps, and the target...
Wu Pi Fu stepped forward, leaping several dozen meters directly toward the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
Surrounding the Wild Boar Giant Demon were the generals of the Golden Army.
Although they were astonished by the strength of the celestial disciple before them, they were now enraged and drew their blades, each charging toward Wu Pi Fu while roaring loudly.
Their bodies swelled several inches, their faces became grotesque, and fangs sprouted from their mouths, transforming into half-human, half-demon forms, each towering over two meters tall, their physiques twice that of ordinary humans.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon had resided in the Northern Black Mountain and White Water for over three hundred years, gathering numerous primitive tribes from the Black Mountain and White Water.
Initially, it was heavily demonized, primarily consuming and devouring these blood offerings.
After two hundred years of cultivation, it tentatively changed its attitude toward these primitive tribes, mostly treating them as offerings.
Even when it needed to consume blood offerings, it did so under the guise of tribute, demanding a certain number of children each year.
After another hundred years, when its cultivation reached three hundred years, it could even differentiate its own demon blood, choosing the bravest warriors from these tribes to transform into half-demons.
Although the survival rate after absorbing demon blood was less than ten percent, it still birthed over a hundred half-demon warriors.
Among the current ruling class and generals of the Golden Kingdom, most were these half-demons, and the Wild Boar Giant Demon had become the ancestor of these primitive tribes from the Black Mountain and White Water.
The two Golden generals who had initially attacked Wu Pi Fu were also half-demons, but they deemed Wu Pi Fu weak, so they did not transform into half-demon forms before being killed.
At this moment, the generals of the Golden Army beside the Wild Boar Giant Demon naturally could not afford to be careless and all transformed into half-demon forms.
Wu Pi Fu's speed did not diminish in the slightest as he faced a Golden general wielding twin blades, who furiously slashed at him.
The blades were sharp, and Wu Pi Fu was now within five steps, naturally not daring to meet the blade with his flesh.
However, the disparity in strength was immense.
Judging from strength alone, this half-demon Golden general was even weaker than the Wild Boar Demon he had encountered during the "Zhou" weekend.
Although the twin blades struck quickly, they were full of openings in Wu Pi Fu's eyes.
He merely twisted his foot, slightly bent his body, and the twin blades passed mere millimeters from his body.
In the next moment, he had closed in on the half-demon Golden general.
With just a single claw extended, as if tearing through paper, the half-demon Golden general was ripped open from chest to abdomen, the front half of his body flying out while the lower half collapsed to the ground.
Wu Pi Fu felt as if his fingers were not piercing through metal armor or human flesh, but rather through something with a texture similar to foam.
A gentle tear easily broke through the armor and flesh, allowing him to kill an enemy that would have required qi to defeat with pure physical strength.
It was not that his strength had increased, but rather that the enemy's defenses had weakened.
Clearly, the fifty percent reduction in defense was also a comprehensive multi-layered judgment.
The specific calculation formula was unclear, but it was evidently entirely different from what Wu Pi Fu had initially thought about defense.
This was already a complete qualitative change!
Seeing this, Wu Pi Fu no longer hesitated or continued testing the abilities of this title.
He charged forward madly, swinging his arms without avoiding the blades, spears, axes, or hammers.
Sure enough, these weapons, although forged from fine iron, were easily pierced by his hands upon contact, almost like soft mud.
Evidently, these weapons were also recognized as part of the enemy's defenses.
There were about ten half-demon Golden generals present, each towering and fierce, their fangs bared, and as they swung their weapons, they howled like the wind, impenetrable as water.
However, before Wu Pi Fu, they could not even last a second.
Shadows flew as Wu Pi Fu's hands struck and grabbed, directly shattering and bending the weapons and armor of these half-demon Golden generals.
In less than ten seconds, only two half-demons remained trembling in place.
Demon blood made them bloodthirsty and brutal, and they obeyed the Wild Boar Giant Demon, but they were merely brutal, not foolish.
This seemingly weak human had such terrifying strength that they felt like infants before him.
As they watched Wu Pi Fu continue to walk forward, the two half-demon Golden generals suddenly roared.
One of them screamed and charged at Wu Pi Fu, while the other actually discarded his armor and fled toward the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
Wu Pi Fu calmly raised his hand to strike.
The half-demon Golden general's large hammer immediately caved in like mud, and then his palm pressed down on the half-demon Golden general's head, with a loud crack, the entire head was smashed to pieces, and his body was propelled forward several meters before collapsing to the ground.
Meanwhile, in front of the main tent, the Wild Boar Giant Demon extended its hand, the size of a grinding disc, pressing down on the fleeing half-demon.
Where its palm met the half-demon, a layer of black translucent shield appeared.
With a press, the half-demon was directly crushed into a thick meat pie.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon picked up this meat pie and opened its bloody maw to take a bite, blood splattering everywhere.
After a few bites, it wiped its mouth and said loudly, “You little brat, how could you kill one of my half-demons?”
Wu Pi Fu continued to walk toward the Wild Boar Giant Demon without saying a word.
At this moment, the Golden camp was filled with Golden soldiers and generals, all howling as they rushed toward the main tent.
However, Wu Pi Fu was now very close to the Wild Boar Giant Demon, so no Golden soldiers dared to shoot arrows or crossbows.
Seeing Wu Pi Fu approach without a word, the Wild Boar Giant Demon frowned and said, “Little brat, I have already given you two chances. If you still do not know what is good for you, I will have to teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders.”
Wu Pi Fu chuckled and remained silent as he moved forward; the distance between them was now less than ten meters.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon felt extremely annoyed.
It wished it could slap this ungrateful mortal to death immediately.
However, thinking of the temptation of becoming a Pure Yang immortal, it could only wave its hand to stop the Golden soldiers and generals rushing in from afar, then said to Wu Pi Fu, who continued to advance, “I am not afraid of you; I just want to meet your elders... Enough, enough, if you do not retreat upon realizing the difficulty, you probably do not know the heights of heaven and depths of the earth. I will stand here and let you strike with all your might, so you can know...”
Is there such a good thing!?
Wu Pi Fu did not even hear the Wild Boar Giant Demon finish its words.
He stepped forward and charged right in front of the Wild Boar Giant Demon, then slightly bent his legs, gathering qi in his dantian, and unleashed a Sit Lotus Technique.
Initially, the Wild Boar Giant Demon appeared indifferent, not taking it seriously.
It should be known that cultivation is a qualitative change; every hundred years of cultivation is a hurdle.
With its three hundred years of cultivation, it had the protection of Demonic Qi, possessing immense resistance to mortal blood and weaponry, and could even withstand most of the pressure from the National Fortune Golden Dragon, along with the effect of being impervious to blades and spears.
How could a mortal body and mortal weapons...
“Wait a...”
Suddenly, the Wild Boar Giant Demon’s expression changed drastically.
But before it could finish speaking, Wu Pi Fu had already pushed both palms forward, transforming the power of Hua Jin into Dan Jin, with qi and blood condensing in his dantian.
Each palm contained at least a hundred tons of force, and a shockwave erupted from his palms.
The palms slammed forward, and a layer of dark, translucent shield stood between his palms and the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
However, this shield was easily pierced as if it were made of paper, and then his palms struck the Wild Boar Giant Demon’s belly...
With a thunderous explosion, the Wild Boar Giant Demon’s abdomen exploded, a bloody mass splattering out, and it howled in agony as it was sent crashing into the main tent, penetrating through it and landing in the midst of the Golden soldiers.
A bloody, mangled path extended at least thirty meters away.
The ground was littered with severed limbs and broken arms, and the remaining Golden soldiers and generals screamed in horror.
The entire Golden camp was thrown into chaos, with some Golden soldiers charging toward Wu Pi Fu, others rushing toward the Wild Boar Giant Demon, and a few abandoning their weapons to flee.
There were also Song people captives either running away, frantically dodging, or seeking opportunities to kill, and amidst it all, whether it was intentional arson or an overturned stove, a tent caught fire, creating a scene of utter disarray.
“It hurts me to death!”
With a loud bang, at the end of the bloody path, a shockwave blasted outward, sending nearby corpses and Golden soldiers flying several dozen meters away, clearing a ten-meter diameter space.
A three-meter-tall creature, covered in long black hair, with a human-like body and a massive wild boar head, stood in the cleared space.
Its belly had a large hole, with blood and entrails visible, but this wound was visibly healing at a rapid pace.
However, in the next moment, a figure lunged forward.
Just as the Wild Boar Giant Demon roared to the heavens, Wu Pi Fu jumped up and slapped it.
With a loud crack, the Wild Boar Giant Demon was sent flying once more, crashing into the crowd.
(End of Chapter)