Martial World's
Ch 78 - Empty Hands Meet Naked Knives
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"This Lin Ming, he's too crazy!"
“He faced Zhang Cang and did not immediately pull out his weapon. Zhang Cang's sword was famous for its speed, and Lin Ming's weapon was actually a heavy spear. Such a weapon was originally slow, and he also carried it on his back. I'm sure he'll be too fascinated by Zhang Cang's cutting power to even respond. He might lose without even having the chance to take out his weapon!”
Ta Ku also quietly shook his head. “Lin Ming is too careless; does he want to use his bare hands to meet a naked sword? Zhang Cang's sword was a treasure that could slice through hair. Once he poured his true essence into it, it would be able to pierce through the iron like mud. Even if Lin Ming was at the Great Success of Bone Forging, it would be impossible to accept him empty-handed!
Ling Sen silently looked at Lin Ming. Although he did not understand Lin Ming's reasoning, but he knew, with Lin Ming's martial arts heart, he would not be someone who was arrogant and belittled his opponent. He should have some idea of what he was doing; he would soon see what was happening.
"Since you want to die so badly, let me help you!" Zhang Cang smirked evilly. From his silent state, he suddenly and moved violently. His body on the martial stage turned into a black ghost, and the sound of footsteps ta ta ta could be heard; it was like a heavy rain hitting the lotus leaves.
It's so fast to the extreme! This is the top movement technique – 'Seven Star Drifting Cloud'!
The spirit! Suddenly, a terrifying sound of sword vibrations rang out in the air. Zhang Cang's sword rushed out from a devious angle straight up from the bottom of Lin Ming's ribcage!
The sword did not use any martial skills; yet it was still a thin, narrow treasure sword, where Zhang Cang poured his thick true essence. The speed was too extreme, almost in disbelief. This is truly a perfect and irresistible sword!
Even a martial artist who was skilled in movements would not be able to dodge this sword any faster than a blade. Even a small arms expert would find it difficult to block Zhang Cang's attacking blade from such a cunning angle on the armpit side!
Especially with Lin Ming's movement ability, which was only from the 'Foundation Movement Technique'. His spear was also insufficient in terms of speed, and this spear was actually strapped to his back!
How could he avoid this? Ling Sen's pupils widened; his full concentration was entirely on Zhang Cang's sword. He could not predict what would happen next!
But at this moment, Lin Ming suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the slender sword with his palm!
Seeing this, Ta Ku's eyes instantly widened like a full moon. This Lin Ming is simply too crazy!
Hand against knife! Empty hands meet naked knives!
The blade was a treasure sword that had true essence poured into it! Did this Lin Ming not want his hands anymore !?
The corner of Zhang Cang's mouth twitched. He grinned like a demon. 'Using hands to block? Haha, if I don't cut off your hand, then my 12 years of sword training will be worth it!'
In that split second, no one should be able to respond in time. But Lin Ming's palm had already touched Zhang Cang's sword.
At that moment, countless small units in Lin Ming's body were breathing in a complete and consistent rhythm. True essence resounded as breathing and inhalation became one. This true essence was like a gushing tide!
True essence vibration; this was the 'Flow like Silk' of Strength Training!
For a moment, that intense vibration of true essence was transmitted to that slender sword. The sword suddenly started shaking violently! At that moment, Zhang Cang's true essence was swept away from the sword and replaced with Lin Ming's true essence!
"What!?" This change of events was too sudden. Before he could figure out what had happened, Lin Ming's fist had already been punched. The fist directly hit Zhang Cang's chest. Although this fist seemed ordinary, it was actually filled with vibrating true essence, and was referred to as the 'Body Bone Destroyer's Box'. If this fist made strong contact, at most Zhang Cang would only be left with half a life!
Zhang Cang had been a soldier for many years. The long time he spent killing and slaughtering on the battlefield had formed a natural intuition towards danger. Facing Lin Ming's fist, Zhang Cang's instinct told him that this fist was an unimaginable danger! He immediately moved his legs and ferociously used the Great Success of 'Seven Star Drifting Cloud'. Zhang Cang's body suddenly and violently retreated and avoided the dangers hidden within Lin Ming's fist.
But even though he had managed to dodge the fist, Zhang Cang had been scratched by the fist wind. With only a small fist wind touching his body, Zhang Cang felt as if his heart was jumping, his lungs were shrinking, and his stomach was affected and moved by a strange frequency. It made the blood in his body surge and rise well, and he wanted to spit out blood!
"This ... what happened ...?" Zhang Cang was frightened due to the blood reversal on his body, and he staggered slightly before almost stumbling to the ground. He took a few steps back, and only by using his sword could he support himself to stand up.
Seeing this exchange, the audience could only look foolishly at it. What happened in a split second ago? Lin Ming's bare hands had blocked Zhang Cang's sword! Then a punch was fired, and with just a light breeze, Zhang Cang was forced to retreat a few steps and nearly fainted on the floor!
The old disciple of the Earth Hall involuntarily rubbed his eyes. He almost thought that he would be blind.
“Heaven! Am I seeing this right? Was Lin Ming really human? Are his arms and legs made of iron? Is he immune? How can bare hands meet a naked sword!?”
“Zhang Cang dodged the blow. How was he forced to take a few steps back? ”
"How is that possible? Lin Ming was only ranked 126th in the Ranked Stone one month ago. In this short amount of time, how could he be so ferocious? ”
"No kidding. When he entered the Seven Profound Martial House, he was not much stronger than Wang Yanfeng, but a few days later at the Ten Thousand Killing Array ranked war, Wang Yanfeng had only reached around rank 170, but Lin Ming was at rank 126!
Once these words spread, there was nothing but silence. Everyone felt a cold hunch in their hearts. This speed of increase was truly too terrifying!!
Previously, the Earth Hall's old disciple had looked down on Lin Ming for studying the 'Foundation Spear Technique' and the 'Foundation Movement Technique'. He still did not dare to believe what happened just a moment ago. He continued to mutter softly, "That's not true ... not true ... something is wrong .. what he developed was the 'Foundation Spear Technique' .. This is impossible ..."
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"Sister, do you see clearly that fist now?" Ta Ku asked Ling Sen who was standing by his side. His face had an impressive expression.
Ling Sen furrowed his brows. “I don't see clearly. The hand of Lin Ming touching the sword must have deep and abstruse mysteries within it. But it's not too much. The palm of the hand touched the body of the sword but not at the end of the blade, therefore the palm of his hand was not injured. But this Lin Ming was truly too brave. With a sword that fast, he still dared to do that! If anything went wrong, then he would lose his hand! ”
Ta Ku said, “Even if it was just a flat part of his blade, with just the palm of his hand, the tip of his blade would definitely injure the hand if he tried to grab it, not to mention Zhang Cang's sword was infused with true essence. It can cut iron like mud. This Lin Ming dared to do this; he had to have absolute confidence in himself. No wonder Lin Ming said he would only pull his spear when he needed to. He only believed that Zhang Cang was unfit for his spear!"
As Ta Ku said this, he could feel his heart tremble. When he first arrived at the Seven Profound Martial House, with just a month's time, there was no way he could challenge a disciple who was ranked 100 in the Ranked Stone.
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Lin Ming's palm was just like Ling Sen had said. He didn't touch the tip of the sword. Lin Ming's attacks were always accurate and precise. Only with the support of the 'Sutra-like Flow' of Strength Training and the protection from true essence vibrations did Lin Ming dare to use his hands to block the sword!
Now, Zhang Cang had already moved several tens of feet away from Lin Ming. There was already a faint horror and alarm creeping in his eyes. The palms and fists that Lin Ming showed just a moment ago had left an extremely deep feeling in his heart!
Zhang Cang's advantage was in close combat. To deal with weapons like long spears, melee combat was the best way to win. But now he did not even have the slightest bit of confidence to face Lin Ming's fist and palm.
Clenching his teeth, Zhang Cang gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands. “Lin Ming! You really gave me a nice surprise! But don't think you'll win, you'll face my strongest blow!”
Even if he could not fight in close combat, Zhang Cang also had martial skills!
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