Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 77 Strange Qin Music, Animal Skin Kung Fu

"This person's lightness skill is incredibly impressive."

It only takes two or three breaths.

Lu Wubing then noticed that the man had leaped several times as if riding the wind, jumping across the rooftops with incredible speed.

This was because the man had been stabbed in the leg and was unsteady on his feet.

If they hadn't been injured, they probably would have escaped even faster.

Just like that day when he encountered the flower thief Lin Qiuyan in a roadside shop, he was seriously injured in an embarrassing place, but it still didn't affect his movements much.

Very unscientific.

"Some important acupoints in the legs and waist must be opened as soon as possible. We're back to the original issue: internal energy cultivation is of paramount importance. With the support of internal energy, all aspects of the body's abilities will improve, including swordsmanship..."

As the figure in black under the moonlight was about to disappear from his sight, Lu Wubing could only place his hopes on the kitten.

Thinking that with the cat's intelligence and incredible speed, it should be able to track it down and not let it escape.

Just then, I suddenly heard the sound of a zither.

The sound of the zither was quite strange, with lingering echoes that spread and reverberated in all directions.

For a moment, they couldn't tell where it came from.

The moment the music entered his ears, Lu Wubing felt a surge of anger, like a volcanic eruption.

His blood and internal energy suddenly boiled...

The constantly running "Fangcun Step" was like it had been injected with chicken blood, with seven acupoints trembling simultaneously, and the speed of the feet increased by five or six points.

At the same time, he saw the black-clad figure running dozens of feet in front of him suddenly tremble and slow down abruptly.

I don’t know what went wrong, but with a series of cracking sounds, I broke several tiles, and with a slight tilt of my body, I staggered and jumped to the middle of the street.

The absurd thing is that this black-clad man, who was incredibly fast and agile, tripped and almost fell to the ground when he landed.

In the blink of an eye, the injury worsened many times over.

It was as if he had been suddenly struck by a heavy blow, causing his internal energy to surge wildly, to the point that he couldn't even use his lightness skill properly.

There was no time to delve into the root cause.

Lu Wubing moved with lightning speed, using the momentum to dart forward, and within two breaths, he had caught up with Lu Wubing.

At this point, there's naturally nothing more to say.

The longsword vibrated with a thunderous sound, a fleeting afterimage flashing in the moonlight before swiftly striking.

The man in black stopped running and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you looking for death?"

The small booklet in his left hand had disappeared long ago, replaced by a jet-black dagger, which he used to parry in an arc across his chest.

With a flick of his right hand, a sharp gust of wind was already hooked in front of Lu Wubing's throat.

But these are all just empty gestures.

Lu Wubing's immense spiritual power fluctuated slightly, and he could already sense a latent force silently striking the back of his head.

There was clearly no one there.

No hidden weapons were used.

It gives people a chilling feeling of impending crisis.

'That trick again.'

Lu Wubing recalled the invisible force that had blocked his sword strike earlier, and a realization dawned on him.

The thrusting sword remained unchanged, its trajectory straight and unwavering, producing a thunderous sound, as if practiced countless times...

"laugh!"

The halo faded.

Blood splattered...

A deep gash appeared in the man's throat, and the anger in his eyes vanished, replaced by astonishment, confusion, and a hint of despair.

"So fast……"

Having landed a successful strike, Lu Wubing felt the sharp hook in front of him and the chill behind his head dissipate simultaneously. He drew his sword, blood splattering everywhere, and coldly laughed, "Senior Sister Xiaolan said the same thing."

Only then did he remember the strangeness of the previous melody.

Not only was he affected, but the man in black in front of him was also clearly affected.

Furthermore, the impact on this guy was negative. Who was it that could use a single melody to attack two people simultaneously, creating different effects?

Such a sonic attack method is truly difficult to defend against.

Looking around.

Under the moonlight, everything was quiet and serene.

The night was deep, and the surrounding houses were dark, with no one opening their doors or windows to look out.

The kitten stared with its bright, sparkling eyes, circling around, then let out a soft "meow" and jumped into Lu Wubing's arms, seemingly frustrated that it couldn't find anyone.

Lu Wubing stood quietly for a while, thought for a moment, then let go of all his guard and stepped forward...

Sensing that the man in black had stopped moving, she glanced at his unremarkable face and reached into his pocket to pull out a booklet.

I thought I had memorized most of the contents.

Once I get back, I'll just destroy it immediately.

The things recorded here are of great importance; keeping them will only cause trouble sooner or later.

The question is, how could the man in black so accurately pinpoint the precious booklet in his possession?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Lu Wubing chuckled to himself, realizing he had been overthinking it.

The other party is likely not after the "Six Yang Divine Needles" manual.

From beginning to end, the opponent had only one target: the [Yuanling Sword Manual].

Perhaps this time, it was just a case of mistakenly hitting a secondary vehicle.

They found the right person, but got the wrong thing.

Reaching into the man in black's arms again, this time she found something.

A small bag contained bottles and jars, as well as a thick stack of silver notes, totaling several thousand taels.

Lu Wubing glanced at them, impatiently counted them, and stuffed them all into his inner pocket.

He frowned slightly; he had just sensed that something was off about the feel of the material.

So they tore open the man's clothes and, in the dim moonlight, discovered that there was a piece of soft leather the size of a palm sewn inside his clothes.

After cutting it off with his sword, he looked down with difficulty and saw a few words written on the top.

"Gathering strength from the void, grasping the moon and plucking stars, the Mysterious Heaven Illusion Finger..."

The few words made Lu Wubing's heart pound.

It wasn't because he remembered who this person was.

He's just a somewhat famous thief; it's nothing special.

As long as they don't bother me, I can't be bothered with them.

Instead, he had been racking his brains these past few days trying to figure out what the third hand that the "shape" pattern had transformed into was.
So much so that even after falling asleep, I dreamt about this problem.

I haven't been able to get it right.

Upon seeing "Condensing Energy in the Void" and recalling his father's words, a sudden realization dawned on him, as if struck by lightning.

"That's right, when this guy blocked my first powerful sword attack, the method he used was to condense energy in the void and create something from nothing."

The energy was sensed very clearly.

Lu Wubing was certain that the other party had not mobilized any internal energy from the meridians and acupoints, and in fact, both of their hands were not free.

Where does internal energy come from?

The answer is actually quite obvious.

It comes from the void.

Presumably, the chill that I felt earlier, which suddenly struck the back of my head, was the Star-Picking and Moon-Grabbing Hand technique.

Or it can be called the Mysterious Heavenly Illusion Finger.

"If I carefully study the characters on this animal skin, I should be able to resolve my doubts and make the [shape] character pattern a complete success."

Lu Wubing felt a surge of joy.

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

What wonderful uses can be found in understanding the character "形" (shape) in Chinese?

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(End of this chapter)