Decaying World

Chapter 43, 043, First Encounter (Thanks to Alliance Leader AuroraLin)

Before long, as time went by...

Lin Hui heard the sounds echoing from the mist ahead gradually fade away, and the barbarian roars disappeared.

He let out a soft breath.

'He's got some skills. He can easily handle a three-headed, four-armed mutated barbarian.'

He lightly jumped down from the tree branch and turned to walk away into the distance.

'Since they can withstand so much pressure.'

'Then just carry it a few more times.'

With a soft hiss, his figure vanished into the mist.

Even now, without using his special abilities, it would take him a long time to defeat the mutated four-armed barbarian in a one-on-one fight. Yet those two dealt with the three-headed creature so easily; they were truly formidable enemies.

His only advantage is his speed.

and so.

clang!
With her hands holding knives, Wan'er swiftly slashed past the four-armed barbarian's waist, leaving a large gash.

Blood splattered, and the wounds exploded like flowers, clearly indicating that they had been penetrated by some special force.

Bang.

The last of the four-armed barbarians let out a final, mournful cry and collapsed with a thud. He was gone forever.

Wan'er, panting heavily, sheathed her knife, shook off the blood, and looked towards her grandmother.

Over there, another four-armed barbarian had already fallen dead. The old woman, who was at the Inner Strength Realm, was looking around at the situation with a gloomy expression.

"Grandma?"

"The simultaneous appearance of three mutated barbarians means either we've stumbled upon a small tribe, or someone is secretly causing trouble!" Grandma said coldly.

"You mean, that kid from just now?" Wan'er frowned.

"Qingfeng Temple's movement techniques are quite good, and it's possible that they'll attract these barbarians. But theoretically, even though Qingfeng Temple's speed is fast, it won't be easy against four-armed barbarians. They're not that fast, and it's unrealistic to attract so many in such a short time."

Grandma made a mental calculation. The young man was so young, and no matter how strong his movement technique was, he couldn't possibly be at the Inner Strength Realm. Below the Inner Strength Realm, the limit of movement technique was fixed. She had watched Chen Sui, who was said to be the strongest, fight against the Black Dragon Sect disciples a few days ago, and he was nothing special.

"We might have encountered a small group. Be careful," Grandma said in a serious voice. "If so..."

Roar!
Before he could finish speaking, two more four-armed barbarians charged out, wielding giant clubs and smashing them down on the two men.

After fighting continuously, the two women were quite exhausted and wanted to break free, but Wan'er's movements were not fast enough to get out of the barbarians' sight in a short time.

"No! We have to retreat!" Grandma's palm flashed with white light, and she smashed a barbarian to the ground. Turning her head, she saw two centipedes rushing towards her with their eyeballs.

This kind of monster is the most troublesome. If you're not fast enough, you'll be caught in the self-destruction blast the moment you kill it.

She can use her internal energy to protect herself, but Wan'er cannot.

"Damn it!" The unusually dense monster attacks made her realize that someone was behind it all. Since the young man didn't seem to be the one, it was very likely that another expert at the Inner Strength Realm was behind it.

"Don't let me find out who it is! Let's get out of here!"

Grandma, carrying the bag of collected materials, gave a shout and quickly headed back towards the Tu Yue Wu Wu District.

The two women, one after the other, quickly escaped the pursuit of the Thousand-Legged Eyeball. Their agility was quite good, though not as good as that of the Qingfeng Temple, but still better than ordinary external martial arts. As they flew, their footprints bloomed like flowers.

It is clearly a special movement technique.

They had only run a short distance.

Then three more unicorn spiders, each three meters tall, burst out of the mist on their eight legs and pounced on the two of them.

This one-horned spider is enormous, and most importantly, it's the fastest moving monster in the area, almost as fast as the two of them. It can also shoot silk from a distance.

The two had no choice but to slow down their attack and deal with the two monsters first.

After fighting for so long, even Grandma, who was at the Inner Strength Realm, was panting and slightly tired.

Not to mention that Wan'er hasn't even entered the Inner Strength Realm yet.

"Wan'er, you go first. I'll hold off these two monsters and then I'll come find you up ahead!" Grandma had no choice but to let her granddaughter leave the foggy area first and get out of danger.

We're not far from the fog-free zone; we just need to sprint a few hundred meters ahead to get there.

"Grandma, be careful of that person lurking in the shadows!" Wan'er knew that staying would only be a burden. Both of them were exhausted and had to make a choice. She immediately grabbed the material bag and ran away.

"Hmph!" Grandma leaped forward and struck the back of a unicorn spider that was trying to chase after her, causing it to stagger violently, its shell cracking open and milky white blood oozing out.

hiss!
The spider angrily turned its head, drawn by the hatred, and continued to pounce on her.

Its enormous body, like a small oxcart, crashed into us with a deafening roar.

"Flowers bloom in all four seasons!" Grandma's hands glowed with white light, and she suddenly ducked down and slid under the unicorn spider.

In an instant, a large number of white, petal-like phantoms flew out from her palms and crashed into the charging unicorn spider.

Bang! !

The two, one large and one small, both stopped at the same time and collided.

Then, with a loud crash, the unicorn spider was struck by a tremendous force, causing all eight of its legs to snap off simultaneously. It collapsed to its knees, its body exploded, and it died.

Huff. Huff.
Grandma had exhausted too much of her inner strength. After catching her breath, she turned around to avoid the attack of another unicorn spider, leaped into the air, and with a flip, struck the unicorn spider's back with the same deadly move.

Bang!
A white, petal-like phantom exploded, and the second unicorn spider also fell to the ground and died, its black carapace seemingly covered with large, tiny petal-like marks.

Meanwhile, Wan'er, who had already run some distance ahead, stopped warily, staring intently at the figure blocking the mountain path. "You finally dared to show yourself! You despicable bastard!!" Wan'er's eyes were icy as she put down the bag of materials in her hand and flexed her hands, which were covered by special gloves.

The other person's figure was still hidden in the fog and could not be seen clearly.

But the one who could accurately seize the opportunity and intercept them must be connected to the person behind the scenes who just lured the monster.

so.
"Did you really think we were exhausted and had to split up to escape?" Wan'er said, her previously panting body quickly calming down, as if she had just warmed up.

"Unfortunately, I'm sorry to disappoint you. You might not know the greatest strength of our Hundred Flowers Sect: endurance!"

Wan'er suddenly rushed forward and struck the figure in the mist with a powerful palm strike.

The fog ahead quickly dissipated, and the figure became clear in an instant.

call!
A fierce wind howled, and figures quickly appeared.

He wore a gray-white fitted Taoist robe, a black longsword at his waist, his long hair tied up high, and his face was aloof.

It was none other than the Qingfeng Temple kid we had just encountered!

"It was you!! Damn it! You're finished! Qingfeng Temple is finished too!!" Wan'er's eyes flashed with intense anger, and the force of her palm suddenly increased.

The Hundred Flowers Palm is characterized by its endurance and armor-piercing ability, making it extremely powerful in offensive operations. Once it gets close, even the elites of the Black Dragon Gate, whose defenses are as strong as theirs, would not dare to block two of her palms head-on!
As the fourth-ranked core disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, Wan'er was absolutely confident that she could end the battle instantly once she got close.

Qingfeng Guan's movement technique is fast, but once it enters a certain range, Baihua Zhang has many ways to limit its speed.

As a powerful palm technique capable of emerging victorious from countless external martial arts, it must possess the methods and experience to contend with all sorts of martial arts. Otherwise, if its weaknesses become too obvious, it will inevitably be overwhelmed and eliminated in the competition among numerous martial arts schools, disappearing completely.

The Hundred Flowers Palm technique works the same way. Once someone enters within two meters of her, she unleashes her Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves movement technique, making it impossible for them to escape the palm technique's restrictions and leave safely.

Moreover, Grandma and she deliberately split up to lure out the troublemakers.
She still possessed a powerful trump card in her arms; anyone who got close would be in serious danger, even those at the Inner Strength Realm.
In an instant, the distance between the two rapidly decreased, from ten meters, eight meters, five meters, four meters, to three meters!

Clang!
Finally, a sword rang out.

Ahead of Wan'er, the figure suddenly drew his sword, the sword shadow leaving afterimages as it pierced towards her chest.

"You're courting death!" Wan'er's eyes lit up. Clearly, her opponent didn't know that the gloves she wore were as light as thin wings, yet incredibly tough. They could crush gold and break iron without harming her in the slightest. If they actually fought, and she touched the blade, she could disarm her and take the sword in one move!
During Xing Dao's time, the Hundred Flowers Palm was a well-known martial art for disarming opponents with bare hands. At that time, a mere boy from Qingfeng Temple was no match for her.
As distance approaches.

The longsword and the palm collided rapidly, clashing violently.
puff.

Wan'er's hand suddenly grasped at empty air!
The longsword was almost touching his hand, but in the blink of an eye, it retracted!

It shrank back! ? ?

Wan'er missed her target with one hand, and immediately used the Hundred Flowers Palm technique to restrict movement.

'The flowers have vanished without a trace!'

She gave a low shout in her heart, and suddenly shook her hands, shooting out two strong steel wires from the mechanism on her wrists, which flew towards the figure in front of her.

This steel wire is made of a mechanism, and its flying speed is far beyond ordinary. Even if Qingfeng Guan has fast movements, he cannot dodge this thing within three meters!

but.
After two hissing sounds as they cut through the air, both steel wires simultaneously missed their target.

"Impossible!!" Wan'er's expression changed drastically. "Qingfeng Temple couldn't have been this fast!! Who exactly are you!?"

"I am a member of Qingfeng Temple. Do you want me to prove it to you?" Lin Hui slowly appeared from the side, his previous figure turning into afterimages and disappearing.

A thought flickered in his mind: the more the other party doubted, the more he needed to confirm that he was the one, which would inevitably backfire.

After body tempering, his movement speed when executing the perfect nine-section fast sword technique was already abnormally fast.

Judging from the other party's reaction, I'm probably not weak at this point. As for my exact level, I'll have to do more comparisons.

"Again!" He wanted to try, so he immediately unleashed the Nine-Section Quick Sword once more.

His figure left a trail of afterimages as the sword tip pierced towards the opponent's abdomen.

laugh!
But when the sword tip was half a meter away from the opponent, it suddenly retracted.

It was taken back.

puff!

Wan'er, on the other side, missed again with her palm strike, her face turning pale. This was because she had strained her shoulder due to the excessive force of her palm strike missing its mark.

Before she could react, a new sword shadow, taking advantage of the moment she pulled her muscle, pounced again, aiming for her neck.

This move was ruthless and vicious, with perfect timing, making it impossible to defend against.

The sword shadow was almost at his neck, only a dozen centimeters away, and he could feel the chilling aura emanating from the sword tip on his skin.

Ah!
Suddenly, Wan'er threw something out with her right hand.

The object exploded as soon as it left my hand, revealing a large, incredibly tough white net inside that spread outwards and covered the area.

But at that moment, Lin Hui's figure suddenly shrank again!
Moreover, it actively contracted just before that thing was thrown out.

Clearly, that last sword strike was just a feint!

Bang! !

The white netting exploded, covering the area in front, but I grabbed nothing.

This trump card, under Lin Hui's probing, once again went unused.

"Damn it!!" Wan'er lost her composure, leaped forward, and unleashed the Hundred Flowers Palm technique with both hands.

But Lin Hui was still testing the waters.

(End of this chapter)