Chapter 485: Inch-Square Soft Armor

"Once you are exhausted, I will strike back; don't regret it then."

Xiao Jingfeng sneered incessantly, "Put in more effort while you can, don't leave any regrets."

He wore a smug expression of certain victory, his soft armor already placing him in an invincible position.

This soft armor had an extraordinary origin; it was a treasure offered by a noble family when martial artists from the sea landed and visited Dijing to pay their respects.

Legend has it that the skin under the belly of the Kun Monarch, the hegemon of the sea, near its internal organs, is soft yet tough, and is called Inch-Square.

Powerful sea martial artists hunted the Kun Monarch and peeled off the Inch-Square to tan it into soft armor, which is the most cherished of treasures.

A single set of soft armor requires the materials from at least 10 Kun Monarchs to be assembled.

Wearing this soft armor, one is not only impervious to blades and spears, and feels blunt force impacts like being tapped with cowhide, but can even walk barefoot on burning coals without harm, and even if crushed under ten thousand tons of giant boulders, one's internal organs remain intact and skin and flesh remain uninjured.

Such a treasure has always been a coveted prize for noble families, and often only the most highly regarded direct descendants are qualified to wear it.

The soft armor on Xiao Jingfeng is one of the Xiao Clan's ancestral treasures, and its importance is no less than the Baile Tianluo.

As long as he does not encounter a powerful martial artist, Xiao Jingfeng is absolutely invincible with this protective armor.

Taking a step back, even if he encountered a Witch-people powerful martial artist, he could still use the soft armor to protect his body and escape with his life.

With this treasure, Xiao Jingfeng's ego inflated to the extreme, and he closed his eyes, letting Zhou You strike at will.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Zhou You had pushed his strength to the limit, the Tiger-Crane Dual Form erupting with the power of a 16-fold peak Intermediate Martial Master.

The Tiger Form planted its legs into the ground, his waist and back exerted force, his entire body's tendons and bones trembled in unison, and the speed of his Qi and blood circulation was enough to pierce through rock.

The Crane Form activated the potential of the Iron Feather battle robe, stepping on the Feather Ascending Steps to fly backward into the air, capable of uprooting even a century-old tree.

However, the joint attack from front and back, from above and below, had minimal effect.

"So you have protective armor, do you? I don't believe it; what kind of armor can resist blade cuts!"

Zhou You removed the dagger from his spearhead and slashed toward the weak points on Xiao Jingfeng's arms and legs, focusing on the hand and foot tendons.

The cautionary tale of the Great Bandit Chief was still fresh in his mind; after losing the power to resist, he still relied on the strength of his limbs to drag five horses, but once Chen Yang severed his hand and foot tendons with a precious blade, he was immediately torn apart by the five horses.

Swish, swish, swish! The dagger circled Xiao Jingfeng's armpits, crotch, wrists, and ankles, cutting around them as sparks sizzled and flew.

The defensive power of the soft armor was terrifyingly strong, leaving not a single flaw, and the dagger, as a hidden charm treasure, still could not break through.

"A frog in a well, a summer insect; you don't recognize treasure. I haven't even seen a dagger that can break my armor."

Xiao Jingfeng laughed loudly, "I let you hit me, but what can you do to me?"

Damn it! Zhou You was truly incensed and smashed a fist into Xiao Jingfeng's face; it felt tough and slippery, and as expected, the soft armor dissipated most of the force, doing absolutely nothing.

Xiao Jingfeng himself was an Intermediate Martial Master, and wearing soft armor capable of defending against daggers—he was unkillable and indestructible, making him extremely troublesome.

Martial artist combat is similar to besieging a city; if you cannot break the external defenses, you must strike from an internal breakthrough.

The defeat and death of the Great Bandit Chief were caused by his own tendons being severed, leading to a collapse of his defenses.

Could the same principle be applied to Xiao Jingfeng? Zhou You was deep in thought when Xiao Jingfeng urged him again, "Why aren't you moving yet? Are you tired? Are you hungry? All around are things to eat and drink, luxurious food and wine you've never tasted in your life."

"Don't thank me; it is this young master who is letting you enjoy these delicacies before you die."

"Eat your fill before you move; stop scratching an itch for me."

That mouth was truly insufferable; he was certain that Zhou You could not break through the soft armor's defense and was helpless against him.

Zhou You suddenly had a thought and utilized the panel projection function, an object appearing and disappearing in his palm. Within a few breaths, a Poison Nest was projected from the storage of Lu Zhigang into his hand.

He opened the Poison Nest in front of Xiao Jingfeng, and an exquisite, cute scorpion crawled out of the pocket, its entire body covered in golden lines.

After many days, the little scorpion hadn't grown in size, but the gold lines on its shell were even more dazzling, bright enough to blind someone.

"Is that a Storage Pocket? Ah, no, it's just an ordinary leather bag."

Xiao Jingfeng was startled at first, but seeing only a small scorpion poured out of the bag, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He sensed something was wrong and twisted his waist violently, breaking free from Zhou You's Tiger Form restraint; while his upper body was still in the Crane Form's restraint, he kicked his feet toward the Crane Form's eyes, attempting to kick the eyeballs out.

Zhou You's Tiger Form kicked up a fishy wind and pounced, but the little scorpion rode the wind, moving faster than him.

With a *pat*, the Golden Money Scorpion jumped onto Xiao Jingfeng's buttocks, raised its bead-like tail stinger high, proud and stiff, and jabbed downward.

The air seemed to pause for two or three seconds! A pig-like scream immediately erupted, heart-wrenching and tear-inducing to anyone who heard it.

Zhou You curled his lip; so much for being a noble family descendant or an aristocrat's heir—the scream lacked any elegance or grace.

The Golden Money Scorpion's potent poison was difficult to resist physically and acted directly on the spirit; even a tough man would melt into molten iron.

Xiao Jingfeng, a noble family descendant who had never suffered since birth, could not endure such pain.

Amidst the howling, his facial features twisted, saliva and snot gushed out, his lips turned purple, and his pupils became bloodshot and bulged.

"No matter how powerful the soft armor is, it cannot block the Golden Money Scorpion's agonizing tail stinger."

Zhou You was finally certain: the soft armor could only block physical strikes and had no effect against the Golden Money Scorpion.

Because the effect of the Golden Money Scorpion's stinger had transcended physical piercing, and wasn't even a toxin, but had ascended to the level of the soul—how could a set of soft armor block that?

The tiger's roar and the crane's cry rose again, wind and clouds surging around Xiao Jingfeng.

Finally, Zhou You, from above and below, grabbed Xiao Jingfeng's arms and legs respectively; they no longer felt as tough as before.

"Off you go!"

With a shout, Zhou You exerted force suddenly; this time there was no resistance, and Xiao Jingfeng was pulled until his joints dislocated, his entire body stretched to 3-5 meters, and from his cervical vertebrae to his lumbar and caudal vertebrae, every bone snapped.

Being an Intermediate Martial Master, his body was tough and his vitality tenacious; even with his skeleton dismantled, he remained severely injured but alive.

*Pat*, the soft armor slid off his body and fell to the ground.

Finally, a loot box dropped.

Xiao Jingfeng was still cursing incessantly, "You're finished! The Monarch has eyes like torches that see for ten thousand miles; once he discovers you have slaughtered a fellow practitioner, he will surely exterminate your nine generations. Do you know what nine generations means, you bumpkin?"

He grabbed his chin and pushed it upward, the two rows of teeth colliding and shattering, and the tongue was crushed into meat paste.

Zhou You could finally quietly loot the spoils of war...

On the map, the surroundings were empty; there were no green dots and no red dots.

Zhou You only dared to pull off this big deal because he knew there was no one else around; after all, the crime of killing a scion of a noble family was no small matter, practically piercing the heavens, and once leaked, it would implicate his entire clan to the ninth degree.

Suddenly, in the corner of the map, a red dot was approaching, heading toward the position where Zhou You was located.

Zhou You had just finished looting when he suddenly looked up and saw the red dot rapidly approaching on the 3D map.

(End of chapter)