Level Up in Martial World

333  Flying swords! Mental Power Martial Artist!

Stund!

Everyone was stunned in place, whether it was the soldiers surrounding him or even the enemy itself; they all looked as Lu Zhen scurried off to the carriage without even looking back.

"What a coward." The man in the black robes snickered; he took out two small blades, and his figure blended into the shadow.

Before anyone could even reast, two thuds rang in the surrounding area.

When the soldiers looked down, they saw two heads rolling on the floor, their eyes wide as if they still couldn't believe it. Terror was thoroughly reflected in their eyes.

"Alert! Alert!"

The soldier immediately took out their sword, looking at the surroundings with a vigilant eye.

"Get out of the way," the second-stage martial artist soldier appeared as he took out his sword.

With a "humph" of contempt, he casually swung the sword.

Boom!

The air trembled as the soils unlifted.

"Combat Art: Bull Slash."

The image of a bull appeared behind him as he casually slashed out. The ground tumbled and rolled, causing everyone to fall into imbalance.

The assassin revealed himself while casually blocking the great sword with his single finger.

"You…" Cai Nui looked at this with disbelief in his eyes.

"Weakling."

Shing!

Two swords collide with each other with the air distorting.

"You have finally come, Jui Luli," the assassin slowly whispered while he looked towards the main carriage. Not even looking at the sword that was hanging in front of him.

Slender, long legs slowly came out of the carriage as the curvy figure of Jui Luli slowly came out.

"Who are you?"

A scowl settled on the beautiful face of Jui Luli as she gazed upon the man, her frown deepening by the second.

"You don't need to know who I am, but today you must know that I am here to kill you." The assassin spoke in a deep voice, his eyes on the woman with a hint of regret.

"You would have been great as my mistress, but... too bad, a job is a job."

He shook his head with his head down as if he were truly regretting it.

"Are you sure about that?"

Jui Luli's eyes flashed with amusement as she raised her hand, and countless swords appeared from the sky, all pointing towards the assassin.

The assassin in question's eyes widened as he spoke in a hoarse, trembling voice:

"You are a Mental Power Martial Artist?"

Then, after the loud, soul-shivering sound of metal heating, metal rang almost continuously through the place.

Lu Zhen strained his neck, peeking through the curtains as he looked at the fight scene that was happening in front of him.

He was slightly surprised in his heart:

"This woman's strength is not bad."

Jui Luli was an early first-stage martial artist, while the assassin was a step high: a mid-first-stage martial artist, but in their exchange she wasn't even a step behind.

With her floating sword, she was fighting the man on equal ground like a boss and even faintly gaining an advantage.

"What did the guy say previously?"

Lu Zhen thought, "She is a Mental Power Martial Artist."

"Does she specialise in that, and is there specific combat arts for it or cultivation specifically to make it?"

He thought strangely in his heart. You have to know that although he could manipulate objects using his mental power that was only a kilo or two with his mental power drawn from his brain, that was his limit not because of his manipulation power but because of the limitation of mental power.

There was no way for Lu Zhen to increase his mental power, so no matter how exquisitely he could control this force, it was still not enough for him to have the ability to make it have such an ability.

It was basically not enough, and the force he could generate could barebly kill a mortal, not to mention a martial artist.

"Hmm?"

Lu Zhen squinted his eyes at the countless swords as they clashed when he first noticed this. He had thought these were strings, but he was wrong. Oh, how wrong he was.

"This is really being controlled by mental power, but the point is so minimal; wait, there is another power as well."

His pupils stared straight ahead as if he were in a dazed state.

In his senses, he could see a blue string controlling the sword, but at the same time there was another energy hidden beneath it, a faint red string. This felt eerily familiar and unfamiliar to him at the same time.

"Aura, this is Aura." Lu Zhen spoke after a long time, he finally closed his eyes and repeated all the things he had observed.

Even his Analyser skill couldn't analyse the thin red strings; only through the instinct of Lu Zhen and his experience combined were he able to make a comparison and accurately determine.

In Lu Zhen's closed eyes, he had the vision of the blue string controlling the sword.

Lu Zhen slowly started to manipulate his mental power to draw thin strands of it and started to knot it together to form a long string.

"In my calculation, this should only be able to carry a weight of barely a hundred grams."

Then he extended his hand, and a dense red illusionary substance appeared in front of his eyes.

"It's been a while since I used Aura." Lu Zhen glanced at his blue panel.

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Aura Control: Level 7

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This was a skill that has barely levelled up since a long time ago and was stuck at level seven.

"Now maybe I could level it up." Lu Zhen once again closed his eyes and started to manipulate this dense red illusionary energy, drawing strings of it one at a time.

Then he started to weave and knot it together to form a long string.

"Let's do it."

Lu Zhen's mind rapidly moved as the two long strings, one blue and another red, started to merge together, these two knitting together in a slow motion until it seemed to reach a critical point.

"It's… It's going to explode..."