Chapter 120: Blood Drop Son's Hidden Arrows Are Hard to Defend Against (Two)
"You think I'm afraid of you, you old scoundrel? You're just a heretic, a charlatan!" Shi Jin said, inserting his twin blades into the gap in the ground in front of him with force. He then wrapped his arms around his chest and stood up straight, striking a pose that seemed to say "I'm the greatest under heaven". His eyes appeared arrogant, gazing upwards at the sky above the old man's head as if looking down on him. In reality, however, he was keeping a close eye on the old man's movements with his peripheral vision. The arms wrapped around his chest were also just for show, seemingly tightly clasped together but actually held in place with minimal force. If he sensed even the slightest abnormality at any moment, his arms would instantly spring apart.
But the old man did not see through all this, and only saw Shi Jin opening his double knives, with a very stubborn look. The old man calculated in his heart that even if Shi Jin's movements were fast, this time, even if he pulled out his knife to block, the hidden weapon would have already pierced into his flesh. The old man thought for a moment, and then coldly smiled.
This smile, Shi Jin immediately understood clearly that it was a dangerous signal and also the sign of being hooked by his own trap. So, Shi Jin immediately exerted his strength in secret, and his whole body became alert without making any noise.
The old man burst out laughing, and suddenly stopped smiling. He stroked his snow-white beard with his right hand, and when his fingertips reached the end of his beard, his speed suddenly increased by more than tenfold. This time, the hidden weapon he released didn't even make a sound. The old man simply flicked his right hand at Shi Jin, who dodged like a rabbit, his feet moving swiftly as he executed a reverse kick in seven-star step, spinning 180 degrees and flashing to one side.
As for what the old man had shot, the two groups of people who were watching from the side didn't see clearly, but now when they looked at the place where Shi Jin was standing, on the ground there was a reflection of the sunset's afterglow, flickering with a faint green phosphorescence, apparently some tiny things like needles.
At this moment, the old man saw Shi Jin lightly jump and strike him down with one blow. He felt angry in his heart, as if he had lost a great deal of face. The old man didn't say another word and immediately struck the eaves of the house with both palms, using the counterforce to suddenly propel himself upwards. As the old man rose into the air, Shi Jin stretched out his legs and stood up smoothly, while pushing forward with both palms.
Shi Jin saw him come out with his palm and knew that there was another hidden weapon coming. Shi Jin was just thinking of wiping his eyes to wait for the old man's next move, when the old man's fingers flashed with several cold lights. With the extension of his arm, the inching of his wrist, and the picking of his fingers, those eight-edged angle hidden weapons broke through the air, making a loud humming noise as they flew towards Shi Jin. Those hidden weapons, which were about the size of a wine jar, didn't require much effort for Shi Jin to see them coming.
But just as the old man made his move, the shaking of his sleeves caught Shi Jing's attention. Shi Jing thought to himself that something was off and immediately realized the trick the old man was playing. From this move on, it was no longer a simple comparison of their skills in using hidden weapons, but rather a game of wit and cunning.
Just like the old man's move, it was a very clever mother-and-son linked pearl. The first one that flew out from his fingers was the mother dart, which not only had a large head but also had many small wind paths engraved on its eight corners, so when it flew through the air, it would naturally make a loud humming sound. At this time, the son dart shot out from his sleeve through a mechanism, closely following behind. With the target in front covering up the son dart's small body and the mother dart masking the son dart's trajectory and sound, it was possible to shoot and kill the enemy when they were caught off guard while trying to catch the mother dart, just like a cavalry suddenly appearing halfway and giving them a surprise attack.
At the moment when Shi Jing saw the old man's sleeve move and create a gust of wind, Shi Jing became vigilant. At this moment, Shi Jing's mind was clear and he didn't seem so flustered. Just as the mother dart was about to reach Shi Jing's face, Shi Jing suddenly kicked off his toes, bringing up a waist knife that had been inserted into the ground. With the force from Shi Jing's foot, the knife flew up with a whooshing sound. Just in time, the broad blade of the knife hovered in front of Shi Jing, blocking the several flying mother darts.
At this moment, Shi Jin's feet were like a dragonfly touching water, and the other knife that was inserted into the ground also kicked up, and as expected, another burst of "ding ding ding" metal collision sounds rang out.
That old man saw that his mother and son lock armor had been seen through by Shi Jin, and he was angry in his heart. His pair of sharp eyes stared wide open. The old man clenched his silver teeth, looking like he had gone berserk.
His right hand drooped, and after a brief pause, he immediately threw a dazzling finger flower with his hand, swiftly towards Shi Jin's direction. His forearm shot out straight, sending the plum blossom dart flying out of his hand. This was not all; the old man's short legs somehow managed to kick up three pieces of tile from the ground, which flew towards Shi Jin. Just as the tiles were in mid-air, the old man's hand suddenly produced eight more whirring darts, and he began to spin around like a top, his toes tapping the ground. The eight darts also stirred up a gust of wind, wailing and howling eerily.
Just as Shi Jin had grasped the double knives in his hands and used a fish-leap to dodge the plum blossom dart formation, which was shaped like an arrowhead, those large tile pieces flew through the air. At this moment, Shi Jin's front footwork method had just landed, and he hadn't even had time to catch his breath, let alone dodge again. The tiles were divided into eight paths, and in Shi Jin's eyes, they seemed like a huge gray net, covering the sky and earth as they came.
At this critical moment, Shi Jin let out a loud roar and swung his twin blades, creating a whirlwind of knives to protect himself. However, these tiles were not like the usual hidden weapons, although they were extremely brittle, they were not light in weight. These tiles came crashing down from above, and Shi Jin had no choice but to exert more strength to counter them. The problem was that when Shi Jin's blades struck with greater force, the tiles shattered even more easily, immediately breaking into countless tiny fragments that flew everywhere.
When Shi Jin's knife blade shattered the first tile, he sensed the problem, but there were still seven or eight tiles left. If he stopped, he would be hit by the flying tiles; if he continued to shatter them, he would be injured by the fragments. At this moment, Shi Jin had no time to think or deliberate. The shards of broken tiles flew around him, tearing his clothes and cutting his skin. After shattering the first tile with a single strike, Shi Jin's momentum didn't stop; his knife sliced through the air, creating a whirlwind that swept away the incoming tiles one by one.
After a series of "cracks", Shi Jin also fell into a piece of fragmented damage, and this time Shi Jin had no way out, no matter what he thought, there was no way to avoid it.
