Heroine, don't turn back, I'm just a farmer.

"Sneak attack!"

There are more experts?!

Lu Guo was startled, thinking to himself that tonight had truly been a wonderful night.

Upon hearing this, he turned and dodged, only to see a thin-faced scholar with three long tufts of beard standing on the roof behind him. At this moment, his green eyes were staring at him. He didn't know if the scholar had just arrived or had been standing on the roof for a long time, as he hadn't made a sound and appeared extremely suddenly.

"This person's strength is definitely above mine; he has at least reached the threshold of the third level of the upper three realms."

As for the other party's claim that he disguised himself as a member of the Wuji Demonic Sect...

Lu Guo remained calm.

"Zhao Wuji of the Wuji Demonic Sect, may I ask your name, Elder?"

Lu Guo calmly bowed to the scholar in the blue robe and walked away as if nothing had happened.

"?"

The scholar in the blue robe looked puzzled.

The palm strike that was clearly about to land missed its mark.

This surprised him somewhat.

"Didn't you hear what I just said, kid?" he said slowly.

"If you intended to kill me, this boy certainly wouldn't have been able to dodge that blow," Lu Guo said. "Since you don't intend to kill me, then you must have some conditions to discuss with me."

"..." The scholar in the blue robe.

He caught his breath and was speechless for a moment.

He was quite certain that he had a good chance of success when he struck with that palm, taking advantage of the surprise attack, but his opponent still managed to dodge it.

I refuse to believe you can dodge this next blow.

"snort!"

The next moment, the scholar in the green robe leaped into the air and attacked Lu Guo as if he had teleported. Two oily green dots trailed flames in the night, and the qi on his iron palm, which was wrapped in a gale, cleaved through the air. Even before it arrived, it showed its power and even made a wailing sound.

"The Sorrowful Palm?"

Although he had also learned the Crying Palm technique from Ming Suxue, Ming Suxue's level of skill in the Crying Palm technique was above his own.

Lu Guo moved swiftly, but did not take the first blow head-on.

The skill of the "Four Great Emptinesses" technique has entered a cooldown period. This lightness skill is not a secret technique, but a special talent ability that can turn oneself into a phantom. He just used this move to dodge the scholar in green robes' sneak attack.

Even after dodging him once, the scholar in the blue robe remained relentless, turning around and unleashing a palm strike as swift as autumn leaves, swirling towards him once more.

"The third level of the upper three realms, even if it's not... it should be close."

Lu passed through the secret passage.

To his surprise, the scholar in the blue robe also possessed extremely high lightness skills, his movements were in no way inferior to his own. If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were very conspicuously green in the night, it would have been difficult to discern his location.

Although their skill levels are somewhat different, it's not like they can't fight.

Seeing the palm strike coming again, with no way to avoid it, Lu Guo thought for a moment and met it with the same Crying Palm.

Then, Lu Guo pushed with his palm, and the same wailing sound appeared in the air.

Crack!

Clap your palms together once.

"Huh, the Weeping Palm!" the scholar in the blue robe exclaimed in surprise. "How do you know the Weeping Palm?"

"..." Lu Guo.

"I've already said that I'm also a member of the Wuji Demonic Sect."

"I don't know where you stole your skills from, but take another one of my Joyful and Anger Palms."

The scholar in the green robe changed his starting move again, unleashing the internal energy of the Wuji Demonic Sect's Great Art of Joy, Anger, Sorrow and Happiness, and once again unleashing a palm strike filled with anger.

You have learned to express your emotions with the same hand.

"..." Lu Guo.

Without hesitation, although his internal strength was somewhat inferior to his opponent's, he still managed to learn a thing or two of the moves.

Without hesitation, he met the attack with a furious palm strike of his own.

"Impossible, how could you know that?"

Having immersed himself in palm techniques for so many years, this palm strike has only just reached a certain level of proficiency. Although this kid's palm technique is still immature, he is indeed using the Angry Palm from the Great Art of Joy, Anger, Sorrow and Happiness.

Could it be that he is truly a disciple of my Wuji Demonic Sect?

That's impossible.

The sect leader didn't mention that anyone else would be coming for this mission.

But if not, why does this kid know how to do it too?

"Take another blow!"

Having said that, the scholar in the blue robe did not hesitate. Using his palm as a knife and his long sleeve as a blade, he used the "Severing Ties and Cutting Robes" technique from the "Severing Ties and Cutting Relationships" sword technique to slash directly down at Lu Guo.

This is a kind of soft power, which looks somewhat like the Kasaya Subduing Demons Technique, but it is actually the water sleeve technique of a dancer. It seems that the palm is the killing move, but in fact, the soft sleeve contains true energy and forms a blade to directly slash.

You have mastered the art of severing ties and making final decisions.

You have learned to sever ties and break off friendships.

The prompt appeared, and Lu Guo understood how to perform the sword technique, but he couldn't execute it.

Because he didn't have cuffs.

The master thief's clothes are all tight-fitting, without that kind of fluttering sleeves.

"..."

What kind of swordsmanship is this? It even has such conditions for execution.

Before he could dodge, the scholar in the blue robe's long sleeve had already grazed his neck.

A head rolled off.

Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war; please try again, young hero.

[Should I reload and start over?]

"..."

I don't know how to describe how I feel right now.

Lu Guo was speechless, but at least he had learned the skill.

Load the save file.

……

"That's it, he's dead?"

The scholar in the blue robe was surprised, and even subconsciously glanced at his cuffs. His green eyes scanned the courtyard, focusing on the corpse on the ground. He did not approach immediately, nor did he lower his guard, continuing to search the courtyard.

Lu Guo appeared in the blacksmith shop, without making a sound.

He glanced down at his clothes—a tight-fitting night suit without long sleeves.

"We need to change our strategy."

Lu Guo did not rush to make a move. Instead, he tore off his sleeve, revealing his left forearm.

The fabric draped down, just enough to accommodate the infusion of true energy.

Cuffs, done.

He then checked the "Azure Dragon in the Sleeve" tattoo on his right wrist.

The cuff of his right sleeve was left untorn to conceal the knife on his wrist.

"Why does the elder resort to killing at the slightest disagreement?"

Lu Guo spoke up and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

The scholar in the blue robe turned around, his oily green eyes falling on him as he looked him up and down: "You..."

"I apologize for my rudeness earlier." Lu Guo cupped his hands in greeting, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. "I did not mean to conceal my identity, but the rules of our sect are very strict, and it is inconvenient to reveal it to outsiders."

"Sect rules?"

The scholar in the blue robe narrowed his eyes, thinking, "When did my Wuji Demonic Sect ever have any rules?"

"You claim to be a member of the Wuji Demonic Sect, but what proof do you have?"

"Of course we have the proof."

Lu Guo took a deep breath, circulating his internal energy, and slowly raised his right hand. He had learned the Weeping Palm from Madam Xue, and naturally, he also knew other palm techniques.

The palm is thrust out, and a sobbing sound arises—the Crying Palm.

With a push from the left hand, the wind suddenly changed, sounding like weeping and lamenting—the "Lamenting Palm" from the Great Law of Joy, Anger, Sorrow, and Happiness.

With their palms clasped together, the sobs and cries in the air intertwined, creating a subtle yet complementary effect.

"This..." The scholar in the blue robe's pupils contracted slightly.

The simultaneous use of the Crying Palm and the Sorrowful Palm requires the simultaneous activation of two completely different internal energy techniques. This cannot be achieved by simply learning one or two moves; rather, it requires a profound understanding of the Wuji Demonic Sect's internal energy cultivation methods.

"besides."

Lu Guo pointed his fingers like a knife, and his left sleeve, hanging down, was suddenly filled with true energy, like a sharp blade being drawn from its sheath, and he slashed down at a blue stone beside him.

laugh--

The stone split open with a sound, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

A sword to sever ties and break off relations.

"You..." The scholar in the blue robe gasped for a moment.