Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 21 Wind and Rain from All Directions
"Clap clap clap..."

A dozen or so feet away, a middle-aged scholar in a white robe walked out, clapping his hands.

This person has a gentle face and a composed demeanor.

This place is not a desolate wilderness, but a magnificent hall.

"What superb swordsmanship! Originally, I wasn't particularly interested in the Yuanling Sword Manual. I only came here because of my interest."

After witnessing your swordsmanship, I realized I was wrong.

To possess such incredible swordsmanship at such a young age, it's no wonder that Old Master Lu was once renowned throughout the south. His Yuanling Sword Technique was indeed coveted; its fame was well-deserved.

If one did not know that this person had once secretly hidden in the bushes and launched a ruthless attack, firing hidden weapons.

Lu Wubing was almost always wrong in his judgment, thinking that he was a rare gentleman, a learned and elegant man.

Rumor has it that the "Master of a Hundred Skills" ruined the future of the second young master of the Marquis of Baisheng by leading him astray, and everyone says he is a pity. But judging from his actions, Lu Wubing feels that he might not be so unjustly accused, but rather deserved it.

Lu Wubing shook his head, pointed his sword diagonally at the ground, and slowly walked forward: "Everyone says that Duanmu Tong, the 'Master of a Hundred Skills,' is incredibly talented, skillful, and clever."

I think you're not only blind, but also not very bright. Instead of running away, you brazenly show yourself in front of me.

The other party is too far away.

My cultivation level is insufficient; I fear I would be unable to cross the distance of more than ten zhang to chase after this person.

It's easy for it to escape.

Once this person escapes, the "eye" in the sky will remain forever, like a leech clinging to a bone, making it impossible for me and my senior sister to escape.

Moreover, Lu Wubing was quite certain that this person must have some connection with Gu Dongting, the leader of the Donghai Sect.

They've won two games so far.

Unless Gu Dongting is a fool, seeing this outcome, he will definitely personally hunt down and kill them.

If we don't eliminate their "eyes," we'll remain constantly on the defensive, and this battle is a sure loss no matter how you look at it.

fortunately.

When he clashed with Lu Zhonggui, Tan Siwu and others, he had been holding back from truly using the [Fangcun Step] at its most proficient level, only dodging and weaving within a very small area.

This "Master of a Hundred Skills" was cunning by nature and had been secretly observing from the sidelines.

What he saw was, of course, not the truth.

This is where the opportunity lies...

"Want to kill me? You're dreaming."

Duanmu Tong burst into laughter.

"Although your swordsmanship is strong, your internal strength is still shallow, and your lightness skill and movement technique are not worth mentioning. I can leave whenever I want."

"But what about you two? When all the masters of the East Sea Sword Sect gather, how will you cope?"

"Oh?"

Lu Wubing paused for a moment, then continued forward, silently estimating the distance in his mind: nine zhang to go.

You can launch a surprise attack as long as you get within three zhang of the opponent.

At that time, the initiative will be in your own hands.

Even with his exceptional lightness skill, this person would have no chance of escaping unscathed under the power of the Great Perfection Swift Sword.

"Even if you can put up a fight with your swordsmanship, your senior sister has been poisoned by the Queen Bee Poison from the Double Flying Swallow. Even after the antidote is administered, she will be weak and aching for three days. How can she possibly escape the pursuit?"

Duanmu Tong laughed heartily.

They didn't take Lu Wubing's attempts to get closer seriously at all.

"Take my advice: sometimes you have to accept your fate. If you hand over the Yuanling Sword Manual, I'll spare your life and might even help you delay Gu Dongting from catching up. What do you say?"

"Not good? You talk too much nonsense."

The two were still five zhang apart.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Wubing's lips. He raised his right foot and slammed it down, taking three zhang in one step, leaving a long afterimage as he rapidly approached.

"Innocent!"

Duanmu Tong's body drifted backward diagonally, like a puppet on strings.

Although it wasn't as incredibly fast as Lu Wubing's "Square Inch Step"... it was even more light and graceful.

As expected, as the person retreated, he flicked his sleeves, and four black shadows shot out with a loud "whoosh".

An attack has already been launched.

Those were four black swallows.

They fly straight or dart diagonally... drawing all sorts of arcs, yet they never collide.

"Take my move, the Eight Directions Wind and Rain."

Amidst the maniacal laughter, the four swallows that had flown to Lu Wubing's sides suddenly trembled and split into eight swallows...

It shoots and cuts simultaneously from eight directions.

"Be careful."

At this point, Ouyang Lan cried out in surprise, trying to rush forward, but her inner strength was lifeless and she couldn't help.

His eyes were filled with panic.

Man plots against tiger, and tiger plots against man.

Ouyang Lan guessed that her junior brother had a hidden skill in lightness technique and wanted to catch Duanmu Tong off guard.

Little did they expect that their opponent had the same plan. The Double Flying Swallow hidden weapon flew silently and nimbly.

However, there is a drawback: if the distance is too far, it is very likely that the shot will miss.

This applies to all concealed weapons.

Heavy arrows and throwing knives can travel far, but they are very powerful and easy to dodge.

If the goal is to make the weapon lightweight and easy to ambush, then the weapon cannot be too heavy, and some compromise must be made in terms of flight speed.

Especially the incredibly ingenious hidden weapon, the Double Flying Swallow.

It belongs to the category of extremely lightweight.

The swallow's beak is as sharp as a needle, and its wings are crafted to resemble those of a cicada.

It is launched using a unique technique, turning against the wind and flying in a zigzag pattern, making it difficult to defend against and block.

Therefore, the most suitable distance for a shot is within a few feet.

The junior apprentice thought he had outsmarted the enemy, but ended up walking right into their trap.

What should we do?

I am extremely anxious.

Ouyang Lan then heard Lu Wubing give a soft shout.

She took four steps in a row, her feet staggered, dancing around her like flowers in an arrangement.

In an instant, his body turned in all directions, thrusting out eight swords.

As the light and shadow shifted, one could see that the figure in blue robes, who was being shot at by eight flying swallows, seemed to have split into four people, with four faces and eight arms.

hum...

Eight bright white beams shot out almost simultaneously.

The swallow flew away in response to the call.

"This……"

"With four sides and eight arms, a thousand hands and a thousand eyes."

Looking at the arm that stretched out a series of afterimages, Ouyang Lan's eyes revealed a look of wild joy.

She knew that her junior brother's sword was very fast, faster than she could imagine and beyond her common sense.

But I never expected it to happen so quickly.

He drew his sword and sheathed it, his arms moving in layers, flashing with light as he thrust repeatedly. In an instant, he couldn't even tell how many sword strikes he had made.

This is definitely a master sword technique.

Although it was only one move, it was already far stronger than his own.

For the first time, Ouyang Lan felt no bitterness, her eyes welled up with tears, and her heart was filled with excitement.

He unleashed eight sword strikes in an instant.

It pierced down eight swallows in flight.

What amazing swordsmanship!

……

Lu Wubing only felt a slight swelling and a tearing pain in the Shaoyin Heart Meridian of his arm.

However, he didn't care at all. He turned and moved like a willow in the wind, and in a flash he was within half a zhang in front of Duanmu Tong.

"You got Fooled."

At the same time as he heard a cold laugh, what he saw was Duanmu Tong pointing at his left arm.

Within a small space, life and death hang by a thread.

Lu Wubing felt neither sorrow nor joy.

With a turn of his foot, he moved like a raging electron, changing from a straight charge to a diagonal step, and stepped behind a large tree on the left.

The next moment, his body collapsed backward like a cartilaginous snake, clinging tightly to the ground.

really.

As Lu Wubing dodged, Duanmu Tong's arm and fingers changed direction even faster.

hum...

A loud bang rang in my ears, like the fluttering of a swarm of bees.

With a series of "whoosh" sounds, Lu Wubing felt a gust of wind rushing past.

He lay on the ground, his eyebrows twitching wildly...

The huge tree he was hiding in, as thick as a man's embrace, was riddled with dozens of tiny holes, as if ants had gnawed at it. A dark mass of tiny light and shadow pierced through the tree trunk and flashed through the air.

The raindrops struck the trees and bushes behind us, making a crackling sound like rain pattering on banana leaves.

……

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