I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 1161: Chapter 1162: The Old Beggar’s Crisis Chapter 1161: Chapter 1162: The Old Beggar’s Crisis “Are you threatening me?”

“This punch of mine, honed over hundreds of years of cultivation, can you withstand it?”

The old beggar suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair, his face full of anger, and spoke as the autumn wind howled mournfully around them, waves of invisible murderous intent surged, sweeping towards the group of people in black robes.

“If Senior Xiao Lao Di makes a move, we certainly cannot withstand it.”

“However, with the current strange occurrences within the Central Origin Realm, it wouldn’t be surprising if one or two people with advanced impersonation skills emerged. Recently when children from the Sword Sect were stolen, all major powers began to pay close attention, I wonder if the senior truly possesses genuine skills.”

“If the senior insists on not trading today, then we juniors will have no choice but to test what all the sects are thinking.”

The person in the black robe spoke, and several men in black were brimming with murderous intent, ready to strike at any disagreement.

Upon hearing this, the old beggar’s calves involuntarily trembled, both the chicken and the dog were also somewhat dazed, wondering how they had given themselves away so easily?

Could it be that just from the incident of the children’s theft from the Sword Sect, all the major sects sensed the aura of a counterfeit Xiao Lao Di and began to doubt the old beggar’s strength?

“How audacious!”

“To speak so boldly in front of Senior Xiao Lao Di, do you not know the meaning of death?”

Before the old beggar could speak, Ying Diao beside him angrily rebuked. Unaware of the old beggar’s true identity, he took him for the real Xiao Lao Di, stepping forward to boost his morale.

But this shout completely panicked the old beggar, as Ying Diao really had no discernment. With others beginning to suspect he was a fake, this guy was still vigorously supporting him and attracting enmity!

What should he do if the other party becomes impatient and really attacks?

“Hehe, if I previously only had thirty percent confidence that you were not the real Senior Xiao Lao Di, now I am sixty percent sure you’re a counterfeit!”

“We are merely at Half-Saint cultivation level, a Saint Realm strong expert should be able to sense the cultivation technique aura within us instantly, how could he ask which sects or powers we come from?”

“I have always been suspicious that you’ve been throwing your weight around in the Sword Sect, yet never actually making a move, never once; not because you disdain to, but because you dare not, for fear of being exposed, isn’t it?”

“To be frank, it’s not just us who have come to the Eastern Continent. Our negotiation and trade here are merely to probe and gather information. In the coastal regions, many more experts from various sects are waiting. Once confirmed that the real Xiao Lao Di is not here, they will swarm in and divide the Sword Sect completely!”

“If the Sword Sect agrees to the earlier demands, and offers a few children, perhaps this disaster can be averted!”

The leading person in the black robe said cheerfully.

“What do you mean?”

“How could Senior Xiao Lao Di possibly be fake?”

Ying Diao’s expression changed slightly, questioning, thinking carefully about it, it seemed that the other party’s words made sense. Xiao Lao Di had always been idle within the Sword Sect, never venturing outside, nor showing any real strength or cultivation, not even basic levitation, could it be that the other party was right?

Is it really a fake, a counterfeit?

For a moment, he was unsure.

“True or false, why not test it and see?”

“Fight!”

The person in the black robe said coldly, casually extending a hand, striking a palm from the air, a huge blood-colored palm print violently descended towards where the old beggar was, the surging Blood Qi seemingly filled with countless bloodthirsty dead souls.

Instantly, the old beggar was so frightened his hair stood on end, his true cultivation level was only at the Earth Immortal Realm, and, though he pretended well, a fake was still a fake. Facing an attack from the Half-Saint Realm, he found moving even slightly to be extremely difficult.

“Bark, this is for real!”

“I, Buddha’s son, am leaving first!”

Ergouzi got so scared it jumped three feet high, its cultivation level also merely at the Earth Immortal Realm. The bloody palm print hadn’t even reached yet, but it already felt a thick aura of death; this palm might kill it, no, it would definitely kill it!

“Damn!”

“Slipping away!”

Ji Wuqing flapped his wings, seeing that he was too late to dodge, he tucked his small wings around his head and stuck his butt out, burying his head into the ground. Although he knew this was useless, his instincts as a Pudong Rooster still drove him to protect himself.

“Holy shit! Ying Diao, protect me!”

The old beggar felt a cramp in his calf, his voice trembling, screaming in alarm. Who would have thought that his identity as Xiao Lao Di would suddenly be exposed without any signs!

Are all these Great Sect’s cultivators dogs? Their senses are so keen!

“This is the technique of the Blood Demon Sect, you are a Half-Saint Strong Expert from the Blood Demon Sect!”

Ying Diao drew his longsword and was about to step forward to intervene, but in the next moment he stopped in his tracks.

Because that overwhelming crimson handprint paused for a second as it neared the old beggar, and then, like ice and snow under the sunlight, it instantly melted away.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, everything happened in silence, bizarre and quiet, leaving everyone stunned and staring at the scene before them.

The old beggar was also stunned, tremblingly touching himself, his facial expression turning brilliant.

“I’m not hurt?”

“Hahaha, I’m not hurt!”

“Hit me, come on and hit me, you bastard!”

“It seems the ancients did not deceive me, could that ‘The Self-Cultivation of an Actor’ indeed take a unique path, and when cultivated to a high level, actually rival a Half-Saint Strong Expert?”

The old beggar laughed heartily, unclear of what exactly had happened, but the fact was clear in front of him, he was completely unharmed.

The man in the black robe was also stunned: “Impossible, this is the conclusion jointly deduced by several Super Sects, you are just an imposter, how could you possibly have such cultivation level!”

“Heh, who said I’m an imposter?”

“I have been standing proudly among my peers since I started cultivating, sweeping across an era, invincible in this world, and have long felt lonely, just now was merely a whimsical attempt to tease you, look at what you can do, dare to come at me again!”

“I’m begging you to hit me!”

The old beggar said with a mischievous smile.

“Seeking death!”

The black-robed man was furious, his robes billowing without wind, layers of Blood Qi emerging, turning into a sharp blade piercing through the sky, rushing towards the old beggar.

This time, the sense of crisis felt by the body was even stronger. In the face of this terrifying aura, the old beggar couldn’t move his legs, he was locked in place and could only watch as the blood blade whistled towards him, falling in front of him.

“Buddha bless, Buddha bless!”

“No, it seems Buddha can’t bless me, Li Xiaobai bless, Li Xiaobai bless! If I am to be sacrificed, it would be for you!”

The old beggar’s lips trembled, muttering to himself, starting to pray.

“Buzz!”

Just like before, the blood blade crumbled inch by inch when it was just a punch away from the old beggar, turning into a surge of Blood Qi exploding, the raging aura sweeping out towards the black-robed men, throwing them off-balance, while the old beggar was still hopping and jumping around unharmed.

“Really not hurt!”

The old beggar felt his body again, confirming it once more, his eyes flashing with excitement.

“Puny skills dare to show off before me, hit me! I beg you to hit me!”

“I am invincible, it’s your choice!”