Chapter 471 - 217: No One in the World Can Break It
Chapter 471: Chapter 217: No One in the World Can Break It
The young man looked up at them.
His eyes were calm, his gaze gentle, without a trace of killing intent.
He was especially handsome, and his current attire was far from ordinary. It seemed understated, but was in fact quite luxurious.
Paired with such a gaze, he looked more like a gentleman, warm and polished like jade.
Not the world-renowned, mass-murdering—Human World Demon God!
However, in the instant those words were spoken, Ding Wujiu felt as if his heart were being squeezed by an invisible hand.
At the same time, the ceaselessly falling raindrops suddenly froze in mid-air in a bizarre state.
A bit surprised, Fang Shuwen reached out a finger and gently tapped a raindrop in front of him. He felt a faint, almost imperceptible numbing sensation on his fingertip.
’This is Sword Qi!’
HUMMM!!!
Countless raindrops suddenly shot forward in a violent barrage.
There was no warning, no signal.
There was no need for pleasantries upon meeting. As the thought crossed Shi Wuya’s mind, the very heavens seemed to descend upon Fang Shuwen in a merciless slaughter.
But Shi Wuya knew that Fang Shuwen’s Martial Arts were unparalleled; an attack of this level was nowhere near enough to kill him.
So, he barked an order:
"Attack!!"
The rain automatically avoided the few people around him. Ding Wujiu knew Shi Wuya was telling him to attack. He wanted to, but he had no target.
Because amidst the slaughter of raindrop swords, Fang Shuwen’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
The very instant the merciless raindrops shot toward Fang Shuwen, the man vanished from everyone’s sight like a shadow.
It made Ding Wujiu wonder if he was hallucinating.
Not until a tremendous roar sounded from behind did he whip his head around.
He saw that Fang Shuwen, who had been sitting on the village stele just moments ago, had somehow appeared behind them.
He was killing people!
He was killing the men Shi Wuya had brought.
These men were like shadows, like lonely spirits.
They no longer had lives of their own; everything they did now was in service to Shi Wuya.
Ding Wujiu had noticed these people before, and each time he felt an indescribable, grotesque sensation.
It was as if what he was seeing weren’t people at all.
But at this very moment, Ding Wujiu suddenly realized.
’They’re human!’
’When they’re killed, they die.’
Blood, mangled limbs... Fang Shuwen was truly worthy of the name Human World Demon God. His movements were crisp and concise; every punch and kick was for the sole purpose of killing.
And the speed at which he killed was simply too fast.
In the time it took to turn his head, in that single moment of stunned disbelief, more than half of the black-clad men following Shi Wuya—numbering in the hundreds—were already dead or wounded.
But the black-clad men seemed to have no capacity for fear. They did not retreat, but charged toward Fang Shuwen with everything they had.
Unfortunately... such courage was not enough to bring them victory.
The only effect it had was to make the blood on the ground a few shades more vibrant.
Shi Wuya naturally saw all of this, but his expression did not change in the slightest.
He merely took one step back. With that single step, Ding Wujiu could no longer find any trace of Shi Wuya’s existence in this world.
Just like Fang Shuwen a moment ago... he had vanished.
Two figures suddenly flew out. With a single glance, Ding Wujiu recognized them as the Zhou Brothers.
Zen Silk is an extremely powerful Martial Arts technique.
The essence of "silk" is that it is fine, soft, and tough.
It can suspend a great weight, bind a Jiao-dragon, extend for ten thousand miles, and entangle within a single inch.
Weaving silk from Zen, spinning thread from the mind... Without even seeing the two Zhou Brothers make a move, Fang Shuwen’s body suddenly stiffened slightly, before he asked aloud:
"What is this?"
Fang Shuwen turned his head, his gaze falling upon the two Zhou Brothers.
The source of this strange phenomenon was these two men.
There was nothing but empty space between them, yet the two stood on either side, palms held out as if holding something. It was as if a thousand knotted threads were wrapped around him, making it impossible to move even an inch.
The Zhou Brothers didn’t spare Fang Shuwen a glance, instead roaring furiously:
"What are you waiting for!?"
Ding Wujiu, of course, knew who they were shouting at.
A battle between masters hangs on a single moment. Their best chance was while Fang Shuwen was still ignorant of the details of their Martial Arts.
Once Fang Shuwen broke free from his current predicament, they would surely suffer a devastating blow.
Therefore, according to the original plan, this was the moment Ding Wujiu was supposed to strike!
But... Ding Wujiu’s pupils contracted several times, yet he remained unable to make a move.
The Broken Jade Technique was indeed a top-tier Martial Arts technique.
Its raw power might not be as high as other Martial Arts, but its ability to destroy Protective Gang Qi or Horizontal Martial Arts Training was nearly unmatched in the world.
However, using this technique was not without its prerequisites.
The first step to breaking a Body-Protecting Divine Technique was to first *look*!
This move was called "Appraising the Jade."
Be it Horizontal Martial Arts Training or Protective True Qi, no matter how advanced, it always had traceable patterns, like the grain within jade.
The "Appraising the Jade" technique allowed one to see these patterns with perfect clarity, and from within this grain, find a flaw.
Only by grasping the flaw in the ’jade’ could one then ’break the jade’.
But Ding Wujiu had been watching the entire time. When Fang Shuwen sat on the village stele, he was watching. When Fang Shuwen was killing people, he was watching. Now that Fang Shuwen was bound by Zen Silk, he was still watching...