Chapter 68 of 100

Chapter 68

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The wild bear fell, and Captain Niugedao faced Zhou Lu, watching the reinforcements of the Red Asura approaching from a distance. Niugedao was so anxious that his heart was almost on fire. Of course, he recognized that fat man.

That fat man was both clumsy and reckless. During training, Niugedao had an extreme dislike for him. Niugedao couldn't imagine how such a foolish fat man could survive in the perilous wilderness. Originally, the fat man was at the top of his list to be trained to death. However, due to the Red Asura's inspection, they were preoccupied with this major event, which allowed the fat man and others to escape the deadly special training.

Who would have thought that the clumsy fat man would jump out to cause trouble at this moment and even knock down the wild bear with one punch?

Niugedao drew a sharp breath, his face contorted. The shouts of the guards rushing over were clearly audible. This was a critical moment. Niugedao didn't have time to think much. He raised his arm without hesitation, and a swift light shot straight at Zhou Lu.

First, he would shoot this fat man, and then the next knife would be for the Red Asura. He, Niugedao, could afford to spend just one more knife.

The moment the wild bear flew out, the flying knife took advantage of the gap and shot over like a bolt of lightning.

Zhou Lu hadn't even caught his breath and hadn't managed to say a complete sentence. The flying knife shot at his chest, and he immediately panicked, shouting in a flustered manner:

"Stop fighting, listen to me, stop fighting..."

But who would listen to him at this moment?

Zhou Lu placed a fat hand on his chest, and his wrist suddenly made a gentle spin. The flying knife that was shooting towards him suddenly changed direction and flew back at Niugedao with several times the speed.

Captain Niugedao gasped, his hair standing on end. Was the return shot even more vicious than his own?

Niugedao didn't dare to be careless. He stretched out his hand with full concentration and caught the flying knife in mid-air. The speed of the flying knife was so great that it almost made him spin on the spot.

Captain Niugedao stood firm, his face full of shock. His heart was pounding, and his mouth was dry. Was that fat man's wrist spin really what caused the knife to return? He couldn't believe his eyes.

The fat man's wrist had made a graceful arc, as light as a blue heron touching the water, without a trace of force. After his catch and spin, the flying knife gained an incredible power, even greater than the force he had used to throw it.

The flying knife technique in the fat man's hands had a mesmerizing elegance.

Niugedao suddenly realized that he had encountered a true expert. The fat man's terrified performance during training was just a show.

Who was this fat man?

Captain Niugedao had no time to think about this. The guards were rushing closer, and they had less than a hundred breaths left.

Niugedao was furious and desperate. He hated the fat man who had suddenly appeared. "You're an expert? So what? Is my name Niugedao for nothing? Fine, let's see whose flying knife is more vicious!"

Niugedao's slender fingers trembled slightly, and one flying knife after another turned into blurs, enveloping the fat man.

Niugedao was fighting with all his might. He used his fastest hand speed, applying the techniques of the flying knife with great skill, pouring all his strength into it. The flying knives in the air were dazzling.

Zhou Lu was immediately flustered.

By the time he rushed over, he hadn't even caught his breath.

"Damn it, how big of a deal is this?"

Zhou Lu cursed angrily. In the rain of flying knives, his fat body dodged with the agility of a swallow. His hands moved like blurs, and his thick fingers were so nimble that they were a blur. He spun one flying knife after another into even faster streaks of light, reflecting them back at Niugedao.

In the rain of flying knives, Zhou Lu and Niugedao exchanged blows continuously. The streaks of light in the air were beautiful, but to them, there was no beauty, only the deadly danger of a cold, dark hell.

The veins on the foreheads of Zhou Lu and Niugedao bulged like worms, their muscles tense to the extreme. At this moment, they were like tightrope walkers on a thin wire, and the slightest mistake would send them plummeting to their deaths.

Zhou Lu was extremely frustrated: Damn it, why did I have to get involved in such a difficult situation? It's not easy to gather information.

However, Zhou Lu didn't know that Captain Niugedao was experiencing a storm of emotions.

Niugedao had shown extraordinary talent for the flying knife technique from a young age. Later, he received strict guidance from a master and practiced diligently for over thirty years without a single day off. His flying knife technique had become a unique and mysterious art, unpredictable and deadly. Many opponents had died under his knives, and many stronger warriors had fallen to his mysterious flying knife technique.

Who would have thought that the fat man who suddenly appeared, with his thick wrists unsuitable for the flying knife, could use the technique as gracefully as a willow swaying in the wind, like a ghostly night assassin?

The fat man's fingers just needed to lightly touch the flying knife and spin it in a strange way, and the knife would instantly spin back as if given a command.

How did he control the knife with such grace and precision?

Damn it, is there any justice in the world?

Captain Niugedao was seething with anger and frustration.

...

Suddenly, a惨嚎 came from behind the Second Chief Red Asura. Another guard was impaled through the heart by a bone spear in the combined attack of the captains. The guards' defense was finally breached, and a tall, thin captain jumped in hastily, holding a bone spear like a rampaging bull, charging towards Red Asura, kicking up a cloud of dust.

In the valley, everyone who saw this scene, whether near or far, gasped in shock.

The captains in the fierce battle all shouted in a frenzy: "Kill her, kill her..."

The large group of guards rushed closer. Whether they could kill Red Asura now depended on this tall, thin captain's charge. This was the only chance for the captains.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Red Asura, hearing the shouts behind her, was terrified. Her body couldn't move, and she could only twist her neck backward. She saw the distorted, fierce face of the tall, thin man, his eyes filled with a murderous bloodlust. Red Asura's legs were trembling.

What deep-seated hatred could make someone risk their life for revenge?

Red Asura had too much blood on her hands.

But Red Asura was too nervous to think about that now. She had no help around her, and the only one who could help, the fat man, was still entangled with the flying knives. Red Asura was drenched in sweat, enduring the pain in her leg, inching closer to Zhou Lu's back.

She felt that the closer she was to the fat man, the safer she would be. The fat man had become her only support.

Zhou Lu also heard the commotion behind him and knew the situation was dire. His eyelids were twitching. Captain Niugedao's face was suddenly filled with madness. He no longer hoped to win against the fat man; he just needed to hold him off and create an opportunity for the tall, thin man. They would succeed.

"Die."

Niugedao shouted, his body glowing like a meteor, and more flying knives shot at Zhou Lu. He just needed to hold off the fat man for five more breaths.

Zhou Lu was almost in tears: Bullying, you're bullying me with your numbers...

Zhou Lu's face twitched with委屈. Finally, all ten of his barbarian veins were activated, and over five hundred strands of energy misted out, instantly spraying from the ten veins. In that moment, Zhou Lu felt a sense of oneness with the world. The flying knives in the air seemed to slow down, and their trajectories were all predictable.

With a light flick of his little finger, a flying knife was deflected. Then, Zhou Lu's right wrist made a gentle swipe, and the flying knife that was about to hit his chest shot back at nearly ten times the speed.

The flying knife left a trail of blurs in the air.

This swipe was so swift and fierce that it split the sky of flying knives in half.

The swipe was so fast that it seemed to Niugedao that the moment Zhou Lu's wrist turned, a flying knife was already magnified in front of him.

Niugedao's face turned pale, and he desperately threw his head back. With a "pu" sound, the knife pierced his right shoulder, the force of the impact sending him crashing to the ground a dozen feet away, rolling several times. His right hand, which threw the knives, could no longer be raised.

The flying knives in the air stopped simultaneously.

"What? How is that possible?"

Captain Niugedao, sitting on the ground, was wide-eyed with shock. He was suddenly extremely afraid, sitting there without feeling the blood flowing from his shoulder, his whole body trembling with fear.

Only now did he see the true strength of the fat man. Only now did he realize that the flying knife duel earlier, which seemed dangerous, was just a game for the fat man.

Was this the same new bandit who was too scared to challenge me and the wild bear? How could he have such strength? Was that a tenfold speed flying knife? Even my master couldn't do that. How could this fat man have such a mysterious and unpredictable flying knife technique?

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