Chapter 617 The Wandering Swordsman 8
Chapter 617 The Wandering Swordsman 8
Shi Zhongyu tried hard to dig out the scenes related to the original owner in "The Knight Errant" from the nooks and crannies of his memory.
However, he didn't pay much attention to this work in his previous life, and the fact that he can vaguely remember some of the general plot points now is already a testament to his exceptional memory.
If you can't remember, just stop thinking about it; it's pointless anyway.
Zhang San's palm strikes rained down like a storm, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks. Objects placed around him were swept by the palm strikes and instantly shattered into pieces on the ground.
No matter what Zhang San did, Shi Zhongyu, who was the center of the attack, remained completely unharmed.
It was as if there was an indestructible yet flexible barrier around the person in front of him, causing every palm strike he unleashed to vanish without a trace before it even touched the other person's clothes, which made him increasingly irritable.
What kind of kung fu is this?
Zhang San clenched his teeth, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched violently.
With a light touch of his toes, he leaped back three zhang, simultaneously channeling all his inner strength. His plump body seemed to transform into a blur, rushing straight towards Shi Zhongyu like a shooting star.
Even if it means suffering internal injuries, he will break through that damned barrier surrounding Shi Zhongyu.
However, before he could even reach within three feet of Shi Zhongyu, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, as if a gust of wind had swept past him, and then Shi Zhongyu's figure had vanished from his sight.
Zhang San's pupils contracted sharply, and he felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end. His heart pounded violently, and before he could retract his palm, he slammed it directly onto the carved chair where Shi Zhongyu had been sitting.
In an instant, sawdust flew everywhere and fell to the ground.
Where did Shi Zhongyu go?
Not only was Zhang San surprised by this question, but everyone else in the hall was also startled and subconsciously looked for Shi Zhongyu.
Li Si cleanly kicked away the person in front of him, flipped over and landed in front of Zhang San. He pointed to the willow tree in the yard and said solemnly, "There."
Zhang San looked in the direction he was pointing and indeed saw a figure standing on a tree, his clothes fluttering in the wind along with the willow branches, as if he were about to ride the wind away at any moment.
Zhang San and Li Si had come to the Central Plains four times and fought with countless people, but this was the first time they had encountered such a strange skill, and they had never seen such a light and graceful movement technique.
"Such lightness skill and agility are truly rare in the world."
Someone in the crowd sighed, breaking the silence in the hall.
Zhang San and Li Si exchanged a glance, and the two of them rushed towards Shi Zhongyu at the same time.
Two figures, one in black and one in blue, swooped down on the treetops like eagles.
Shi Zhongyu, however, remained calm and composed. He casually broke off a willow branch from beside him, flicked his wrist, and gently tapped the willow trunk with the branch.
The entire willow tree suddenly trembled—
In an instant, thousands upon thousands of willow leaves detached from the branches and blossomed into a giant flower in the air.
Before the crowd below could even marvel at this scene, willow leaves began to rain down on Zhang San and Li Si.
The seemingly tender leaves were now sharper than steel blades, raining down from the sky, leaving no place to hide or avoid.
"careful!"
Zhang San shouted loudly, but before he could finish speaking, a deluge of willow leaves had already fallen.
The two dared not be negligent and quickly channeled their inner strength to try to block it. The slender willow leaves transformed into sharp steel blades, slicing across their bodies.
"laugh!"
The luxurious clothes were ripped open, revealing scratches on the skin...
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